Dragon Inside

"Bulging! This guy he wants to blew!!" The anxious voice of the candle dragon rang in Luo Yang's ear, and there was no lightness in the past.

After feeling the terrible smell in the wooden scorpion, Luo Yang’s eyes were suddenly tightened. The power of a Yuan Tianjing monk’s self-destructive power, even if it is a strong spiritual person, can’t ignore it, let alone Luo. Yang is only a small monk in Lingtai.

Between the electric and the Flint, it is impossible to consider too much. After a thought, a red flag will appear in his hand. With the continuous injection of spiritual power, the red flag will turn into a long-term. Oh, the surface is faintly suppressed.

Almost at the same time as the emergence of the Nine Miles, a force that destroyed everything suddenly erupted from the body of the hibiscus. In this terrible atmosphere, a dazzling ray of light quickly condensed, and the aura between the heavens and the earth was absorbed. The brilliance is incomparable, as if it has become the center of the whole world!

boom! ! !

The roar of the world resounded in the light, like the wrath of the heavens. The whole world was constantly shaking, the atmosphere of destruction swept across all directions, and the original peaks underneath were instantly turned into powder, replaced by It is a huge deep pit.

The terrible ripples hit the heavens and the earth, and even the surrounding sky was a crack in the road. It seemed that it was impossible to withstand the power of such horrible destruction. It would be broken, and the loud roaring sound could not be heard in the ears.

After a while, when the horrible aftermath is about to dissipate, a dazzling ray of light rushes from the ruins below, suspended in midair, emitting a subtle pressure.

"Cough... little animal, I have to see, how can you survive this time!"

After the ray was exhausted, a slap-sized **** was revealed. The **** was crystal clear and exudes a faint white light, as if it were a shrunken monk, and the face was exactly the same as the wooden raft.

"Under the power of the celestial body of the monk in Yuantian, even if you have the invincible, it is doomed to die!" The **** of the wooden scorpion sneered, looking at the ruins below and slowly said.

Even if he himself has already cultivated the body of the gods, under the power of self-destruction, the gods are still affected and there are roads and cracks. If there is no one hundred years, it is difficult to restore to the cultivation of Yuantianjing.

"It’s a pity that the ancient medicine, and the inheritance of the invincible..." After shaking his head slightly, the **** of the wooden scorpion flashed, and he was ready to leave.

But when he was about to leave, the ruins below it suddenly burst out with a strong breath and set off a wave.

"This... this is... impossible! It must not be!!"

Like the general thought of the general, the wooden **** of the goddess face changed dramatically, his face with a look of horror, looking at the ruins below, constantly shaking his head and shouting.

"Nine moves..."

A low-pitched sound suddenly rang from the ruins below, and when it fell into the ears of Muzizi, it was like a thunder, and it blew in his mind.

He did not hesitate. The Yuanshen turned into a white light, and he was ready to flee quickly. But when his gods moved, the whole world seemed to be replaced by a world. Whether it was the sky or the ground, it was a blood red color.

"Heaven and earth..."

A sighing voice echoed throughout the heavens and the earth, and when the sound fell, a horrible pressure was emanating in the entire sky. The distant sky and the ground blended together and reflected in the eyes of the wooden scorpion god. It’s all bloody.

"You... can't kill me... I am Dan Lingzong elder, I am Yuan Tianjing monk..."

The scream of horror sounded from the mouth of the wooden scorpion god. His voice was in the **** world. He did not pick up the still-responding response. When the blood was connected, the pressure of terror had already fallen, and everything in the whole world, Do it all...

In addition to Jiuyi Xianyu, Luo Yang palely stood on the ruins. His look was cold and there was no fluctuation. If he was not in a critical juncture, he would display Jiu Xian Xian Yu, then I am afraid that he will be himself at the moment. For this, he is more clear than anyone.

"The monks of Yuantianjing are really powerful, and this battle is somewhat reluctant..."

After the fairy scorpion was put away, Luo Yang’s body suddenly became unstable, and the spiritual power that had already dried up in the body was almost exhausted, and almost lost his spiritual power.

At the moment, after a moment of indulging in the heart, Luo Yang’s eyes swept from all sides. The movements of the past have spread all over the place. I am afraid that it has been known by other monks. At this moment, the spiritual fluctuations have stopped, and there may be monks coming to see them.

"The horror that had just fluctuated so much that the monks who dared to look at it must be cultivated as high-ranking people. They must quickly leave this place..."

After the eyes flashed, Luo Yang raised his hand and took a shot on the Qiankun bag. The **** mosquito immediately flew out, holding Luoyang’s body and galloping away from the distance.

Just after Luo Yang’s departure, after a fragrant time, there were five broken sounds from the distant sky, and the sounds reverberated. Five powerful monks walked out of Changhong and stopped at the top of the ruins. It has already reached Yuantianjing!

"The fluctuations that just happened are scattered from here. It should be a Taoist friend with two talents. It is caused by the second fight."

Within the five monks, the look of a middle-aged man swept from below, and said quietly.

"Do you know how to fight? I can't see it. I have reached the point where I am waiting for this. What kind of enmity needs to fight with death?" Not far from the man, an old man in a red and green variegated robe shook his head. Said.

"In the opinion of the old man, it must be that one of the two of them is full of treasures, so it will lead another person to **** it. And it is absolutely impossible for the Yuantianjing monks to fight for death."

After the old man’s voice fell, the look of the other three people around him was a move. Only a glamorous middle-aged woman stared at the ruins below, her face showing a thoughtful look.

"Mei Daoyou, how do you see it?" The middle-aged man who first opened his mouth saw it and asked directly.

"There is no heavy treasure, I don't know, but this deep pit below, it seems a little strange." The glamorous woman said softly, her face showed a dignified look.

"This...this is...the trace of self-destruction?!"

After hearing the words of the woman, the other four people watched and watched. After a while, they all changed their faces and spoke in shock.

"Under such a distance, I can live in a Yuan Tianjing monk's self-destruction, and I can see that the other's repairs are powerful, even... can be said to be horrible!" The glamorous woman said slowly, looking up Looking to the old man.

"Even if he is full of treasures, it will not be with me. If you are willing to fight, please go there."

After the glamorous woman finished speaking, she ignored the people who looked shocked and walked away.

After the middle-aged man and the other two looked at each other, they also left. After they left, the old man looked coldly at the deep pit below. After a long time, he was cold and stunned. He also turned and left...