Immortal Emperor: Reborn in the Mixed City

The fifth thousand three hundred and fortieth chapters blood rain mighty

"Crack!"

There was a loud bang in the sky.

A verdant green light suddenly descended from the sky.

A huge green dragon with a size of 10,000 meters appeared above the sky.

Blood gleamed in Canglong's eyes.

"Boy, you are so daring. With your three abilities, you have set off a storm in the realm of the gods."

With a sigh, the surface of Canglong's body continued to flash with **** rays of light.

"Today, this seat will let you see the consequences of hurting my son!"

Beside Canglong, a series of jade-like dragon scales began to slowly emerge, the lines on the surface of the scales began to shine wildly, and a massive green light swept the four directions.

For a time, thousands of miles around have been radiated by this vast green light.

In the center, Canglong's body sprinted down fiercely, with a speed like lightning.

"Little Huangkou, you dare to do something to my son, let the old man kill you today!"

Canglong let out a shrill roar, and his body suddenly changed.

The stout tail like the top of a mountain swept out fiercely.

The strong fleshly body belonging to Canglong smashed **** Su Yan.

"go to hell!"

Boom boom boom!

As if stupid.

Su Yan's body was pulled out fiercely, and a ravine that was several thousand meters long was plowed on the ground.

"Looking for a dead end!"

Canglong still did not let Su Yan go.

The terrifying green light slammed down with a bang.

Under the terrifying power that had reached the peak of the mid-stage God Transformation Realm, this vast green light instantly landed on the spot where Su Yan had fallen.

A ten-mile-long thick smoke rose into the sky.

"Die!"

Canglong's roar resounded for a hundred miles.

"died?"

Long Daoren coughed and looked worriedly in the direction of Canglong, with a faint worry on his face.

It was so peaceful, this strange sense of tranquility reminded him of the pain of being dominated back then.

"This is the style of the contemporary island owner of Wood Spirit Island. Linglong Wushuang's strength is really strong."

The corners of his mouth rose, and Patriarch Baiyun coughed out a mouthful of old blood, his face full of amazement.

"Being able to hit that little **** to the ground with one move, the power to control space and time seems to be otherworldly."

"It's really touching. Both of us are in the God Realm. We, the early powerhouses who have been in the God Realm for many years, even have times when they can't resist the powerhouses of the same realm."

in the southeastern boundary.

Patriarch Baiyun would not leave Ciyun Temple easily, and once he left, he would bring the most precious Fire Cloud Mirror with him.

A treasure that locks the space with the integration of offense and defense, once it is in the world, it will basically make the opponent surrender automatically, and he doesn't want to fight with the ancestor Baiyun at all.

This is true even for a powerful medium-sized sect.

But now, Patriarch Baiyun was beaten to the point of being crippled.

Feng Jianbai, the invincible deputy palace lord of the Buddha Palace, had already lost more than half of his life. Although his aura was steady, his strength was much weaker.

The Daoist Long of Muling Island, at this time, with the help of the unique exercises of Muling Island, the live broadcast has already started.

Under the clouds, a blue dragon occupied a large area of ​​the sky.

In the mountains below, the unfathomable Senyuan appeared in front of everyone.

Looking at the battle scene in front of them, the three of them couldn't help taking a breath.

The strength of this blue dragon is terrifying!

Under a single blow, even if the three of them joined forces, they probably wouldn't have the strength to resist a momentary scene.

Tough!

The three sighed with emotion.

At this moment, they couldn't help rubbing their eyes.

Walking on the ground, there seems to be a black shadow running against the sky at a very high speed, and its end point is the Canglong!

Feng Jianbai instantly straightened his waist, and his original posture of suspended animation disappeared.

"It's impossible. Wushuang's punch is enough to beat the powerhouse in the early stage of the God Transformation Realm into meat sauce. If you want to survive his slap, unless your strength can resist the double erosion of time and space!"

Time and space are two avenues that point directly to the source. Once a powerhouse in the middle stage of the God Transformation Realm will have some understanding of these two avenues.

But if you want to enter the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, you must study it carefully.

These two avenues either have a perfect sect inheritance, and in the process of cultivation, the two avenues are cultivated to the extreme.

This is the inheritance of Muling Island.

"When I was close to Wushuang, my original intention was to get the way to cultivate time and space from him. I didn't expect..."

Feng Jianbai shook his head painfully, his eyes swept across Linglong Wushuang with complicated eyes.

"This kind of cultivation method used to be weird. I transformed myself from a human body into a half-dragon body little by little. I didn't dare to try this technique at all."

"Only this fool who only wants to restore the wood spirit island would do this!"

Feng Jianbai still wanted to continue recalling the grievances and grievances of the past, but her eyes suddenly froze.

In the field, there was one more person, and this face was the **** who was originally shot by Linglong Wushuang!

"Boy, you..."

Feng Jian's white eyebrows stood upright, and he was about to scold.

"Shh!"

Su Yan raised his finger to his mouth and made a gesture of shutting up.

The three took a deep breath, and each took out the self-protection method at the bottom of the box from their Qiankun bag.

Boom boom boom!

The three streamers suddenly unfolded.

The white cloud word flashed by, and the unique white cloud-like shield of Ciyun Temple suddenly appeared.

Ancestor Baiyun's body was shrouded inside.

Feng Jianbai's body surface also suddenly exploded with a black air current, covering her whole body.

The Daoist Long was completely enveloped by a fluid like a blue dragon.

At this time, the three shields are all densely spreading out of the cultivation base of the peak of the gods.

This is a defensive shield that the three major forces have specially purchased for their core characters at a high cost.

It can only withstand one move from the enemy, and then it will be wiped out.

At this time, Su Yan had already set up his posture.

"Heavenly Can't God Leg!"

A low growl.

A terrifying golden light suddenly exploded, and in the round eyes of everyone, the light broke through their defenses in an instant.

This is!

A trick that ignores time and space.

how is this possible!

Even the powerhouses of the God Transformation Realm are not so terrifying!

Take it hard!

Feng Jianbai's body swelled suddenly, and the demonic energy continued to converge and shrink on the body surface.

The dragon shape on the surface of Long Daoren's body also completely burst.

His body was covered with bloodshots under the wash of the golden airflow.

Ancestor Baiyun's body has reached its limit at this time.

"Boom boom boom!"

Above the sky, blood suddenly fell.

Linglong Wushuang turned his head sluggishly and flew towards Feng Jianbai's direction, his face full of panic.

Do not!

don't want!

That was his last emotional sustenance after losing his son.

Blame the **** for it all!

"I am going to kill you!"

The unparalleled aura spread suddenly, instantly crushing the ground in a radius of 100 miles by three inches.

On Linglong Wushuang's body, silver-white silk threads began to emerge.

This is, Feng Longsuo!