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The Tenth Century Holy Spirit Formation was liberated, but lost its direction of action for a while.

Rao Yaoyao couldn't find the whereabouts of the Luck Golden Dragon, and Dao Qiongcang was also shocked that the Excalibur Xuancang would lose hundreds of years of luck in the Holy God Palace.

The two of them froze in place, and those who were close to each other could see that something was wrong.

"What happened?" Teng Shanhai asked in a dazed voice.

The communication between Rao Yaoyao and Dao Qiongcang was carried out through sound transmission, and outsiders did not understand the specific situation in the battle situation at all.

Above the ground, the people in East Heavenly King City and Yunlun Mountains were relieved from their madness, and they burst into cheers collectively, singing loudly the power and virtue of the Holy Spirit Hall.

But in the sky, Rao Yaoyao and Dao Qiongcang's Holy Thought phantom looked at each other in dismay, both in extremely bad moods.

Teng Shanhai didn't get half a response to his question.

However, at this moment, an abrupt voice appeared.

"Hiccup~"

A full burp.

From Sacred Emperor Dragon Scale!

Rao Yaoyao's complexion changed drastically, and she immediately looked back at the black dragon scale.

Dao Qiongcang also seemed to feel something. After looking back, even the phantom of Shengnian couldn't maintain its shape because of the shock, and began to tremble.

"Charming quack quack..."

After the hiccup, a strange and miserable laughter oozes from the dragon scales of the Holy Emperor.

Followed by, there was a dark and deep sigh, the voice was full of praise, and said: "It's really a wonderful taste, my emperor, I haven't been so full for a long time..."

The sound was not loud, but it was heard very clearly in the hearts of all the alchemists within the range of the Tenth Century Holy Spirit Formation.

The spirit refiners in Dongtianwang City and Yunlun Mountains all fell into a sluggish state as soon as they heard the words, as if struck by lightning.

"Who!" Teng Shanhai's pupils shrank suddenly, and he stared at the Sage Emperor Dragon Scale, with a bad premonition in his heart.

A wisp of black smoke rose from the Sage Emperor Dragon Scale.

In an instant, it swelled to the size of a hundred feet!

In the sky, all Taixu who were still awake were shocked when they saw this.

I saw that in the place surrounded by black smoke, there was a group of extremely thick golden mist bound in it.

The golden mist seemed to be struggling violently, turning into a distorted golden dragon for a while, and being tormented by the black smoke for a while into an invisible mist.

"This, isn't this the Luck Golden Dragon summoned by the Excalibur Xuancang just now?" At the far back, Master Huang Yang's eyes widened, full of disbelief.

Lucky Golden Dragon, was eaten?

Can this stuff be eaten?

"It really is you..." Rao Yaoyao's eyes were tearing apart.

She has never thought about it, nor can she imagine that, relying on the Wangqing Sword and entrusting the power of luck, how could she be intercepted by the Devil Emperor Black Dragon halfway and eat the swords of all the spirit masters on the ground with the power of luck? The power of luck?

This doesn't make sense at all!

"My sword clearly didn't cut at the dragon scale..." Rao Yaoyao stared at Dao Qiongcang in a daze, trying to get an answer from the Dao Palace Master who was also in the holy realm.

The luck golden dragon is lost.

The Temple of the Holy Spirit lost at least a hundred years of luck.

This battle damage, even if she spared Yaoyao's surname, may not be able to bear it in the future!

"The Devil Emperor Black Dragon..."

The incarnation of Dao Qiongcang's holy thought made a sound, but at this moment it was full of dignity.

No one could have imagined that the dragon scales of the Devil Emperor Black Dragon really contained a wisp of the Holy Emperor's thoughts that belonged to its own body.

It is too difficult to activate the Holy Emperor's thoughts.

But after a long circle, it hatched itself by relying on the century-old luck of the Holy God Hall.

Kill one thousand enemies and make up eight hundred.

Steady profit without losing!

Rao Yaoyao lost her composure, she couldn't bear the ending of being molested, black air appeared unconsciously in her eyes.

Seeing that the Luck Golden Dragon was still struggling in the black smoke, at this time, if there was an external force to attack, it might be possible to take back part of the Luck power belonging to the Temple of the Holy God.

Even if it's only [-]%, she can save a lot of responsibility afterward!

Anticipating this, Rao Yaoyao didn't hesitate any longer, and rushed forward, holding the divine sword Xuan Cang, and rushed over.

"How dare you tease me!"

call out!

Black Smoke and Dragon Scale seemed to be frightened, they did not dare to challenge the might of the Sword Immortal, and retreated at the speed of light.

Rao Yaoyao made an inch of progress, the divine sword Xuancang made one move, and the power of luck flourished...

"enough!"

At this moment, there was a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and the voice of holy anger pulled Rao Yaoyao back from the state of madness.

"Do you still think that the power of luck is not lost enough?" Dao Qiongcang's scolding voice sounded in his ears, "Look carefully, the golden dragon of luck has been swallowed up long ago. Everything you see is It's an illusion!"

Rao Yaoyao suddenly stopped, as if enlightened.

After waking up, her back was chilled with cold sweat.

When he opened his eyes again and looked away, as expected, the shape of the black smoke escaping from Yuankong's dragon scale was completely different from what he had seen before.

How can there be any golden mist bundled in black smoke that is constantly struggling?

How can there be any feeling that he can break through the shackles in the next second, and return to the golden dragon of luck in the embrace of the divine sword Xuancang?

The hundreds of feet of black smoke in front of him has already condensed into the form of a complete black dragon, ferocious, vicious, and extremely vicious!

"So, it's gone a long time ago..." Rao Yaoyao's red lips parted, dumbfounded.

She finally figured it out. Since that hiccup, the Golden Dragon of Luck has been devoured.

What I saw afterwards was nothing more than the phantom power of the Devil Emperor Black Dragon's Saint Emperor phantom. He wanted to make himself lose his wife after losing his wife!

"Crack."

Rao Yaoyao's fingers tightly locked onto the hilt of the Excalibur Xuancang, and there was a clicking sound from her knuckles.

She was pissed.

What a vicious and cunning person this is!

If one plan is successful, there is another plan. If Dao Qiongcang was not watching and was influenced by the power of the Holy Emperor, would he pay for all the power of luck in the Divine Sword Xuancang right now? go in?

"Charming quack quack..."

The phantom of the Devil Emperor Black Dragon let out another joking laugh, his words were full of sarcasm, "You juniors are really a bit unlovable, how can there be only staple food and no desserts for the things to honor the elders? "

As soon as his words stopped, the dragon's head trembled.

"Hiccup~"

Hiccup again...

Rao Yaoyao's heart trembled.

How shameless!

With the help of the power of luck from the Temple of the Holy Spirit, he still wants to eat more.

If you succeed, after me, I will surely die without a place to bury myself!

At this time, the spirit refiners in East Heavenly King City and Yunlun Mountains had already recovered from the initial shock of the voice of the Holy Emperor, and they all looked up at the sky, full of astonishment.

above the sky.

One side is the incarnation of Dao Qiongcang's holy thought, which is cloudy and misty, and the outline can't be seen clearly.

One side is surrounded by black smoke, and the five-clawed black dragon of the holy emperor phantom entrenched in the sky with nine turns, is huge.

The semi-holy shadow lowered its eyes, as if looking down at the five-clawed black dragon.

But the five-clawed black dragon lifted up its scarlet dragon eyes, and there was a playful look in its eyes, as if it could turn the clouds upside down and tease the common people in the world.

- Evenly matched!

"This this this..."

The alchemists were stunned, the half-holy phantom was enough to open the eyes.

What species is this five-clawed black dragon that suddenly appeared?

Listening to the conversation between the two parties, Rao Jianxian and the phantom of the holy thought of the master of the Taoist palace were also swayed by the five-clawed golden dragon?

"Holy Emperor?"

Someone was surprised and said this word that no one had expected, and suddenly his eyes were blank, "What is this five-clawed black dragon? What kind of state is it?"

"Above half saint?"

"In my opinion, this is definitely a holy emperor... Uh, what did I seem to say just now? Yes, it is definitely above the semi-holy level!"

There are whispers on the ground.

Everyone was discussing the five-clawed black dragon and the half-holy phantom.

What I saw today is enough to increase the amount of conversation among many alchemists several times after dinner.

Saint-level confrontation, I am afraid that it will be difficult for ordinary people to see it in their lifetime!

……

above the sky.

After being afraid, Rao Yaoyao, who handed over the battlefield to Dao Qiongcang, has already followed Teng Shanhai, Huang Yang, etc., and retreated to the bottom.

The next battle seemed to be beyond their reach at this level.

The mood of Dao Qiongcang's holy thought phantom fluctuated significantly only at the moment when the Luck Golden Dragon was swallowed, and then returned to being calm.

"Devil Emperor Black Dragon, you should know that the rules of the inner island of the void island, the stronger the cultivation level, the harder it is to escape."

"I don't know how much you have spent to send a ray of remnants back to the Holy Spirit Continent, but even if you swallowed the Golden Dragon of Luck, I don't need the Tenth Century Holy Spirit Formation to deal with you..."

"How long can this lingering thought of yours last?"

Dao Qiongcang shook his head and said, the phantom of the holy thought gradually solidified, turning into a white-robed man with a fairy-like demeanor.

He held Sinan in his left hand, as if supporting a world, and lightly tapped the index finger and thumb of his right hand, pinching Yinjue, like locking the stars and universe with his fingers.

Sinan's spoon twirled slightly.

With every movement, vast waves of holy power swayed out of it, completely isolating the negative influence brought by the holy voice and the devil emperor black dragon from the ordinary alchemists on the ground.

"Charming quack quack!"

The five-clawed black dragon smiled cunningly, trembled in the void, and transformed into a man with black armor and dragon scales, with dragon horns on his head, scales on his face, and black electricity flickering in his scarlet eyes.

"Sure enough, even the voice is full of anger..."

Devil Emperor Heilong licked his lower lip and commented, his scarlet eyes fixed on Dao Qiongcang again, and said mockingly: "If the emperor's expectations are not bad, you are the little Taoist priest he said, the younger generation of Holy Spirit Continent What is the name of the handle... Dao Qiongcang?"

Dao Qiongcang didn't change his face, and said calmly: "So, all this is not your scheme, but his?"

The devil emperor Heilong glared, turned his head and said, "What plan? Who is he?"

"Ah."

Dao Qiongcang laughed lowly, with a look of relief on his face, and said:

"Using the cracks in the void island to inject treasure twice, Hongyi took it lightly; using Yi's death as the cause, Hongyi had to look at each other and was tired of running around."

"Then internal and external colluded, and after finding out the details of the red-clothed '72 dragon element array', you sent out your dragon scales to hide the remnants of the emperor, and added the magic sword and the demon lord to attract Ai Cangsheng to take action."

"The Lord of Ten Thousand Soldiers cuts the arrows of the evil bow with his sword, forcing out the second hand of the saint first, and then squeezes the last remaining power of the magic sword, delaying the attack time of the tenth century holy spirit array, so that the dragon scales have a chance to breathe and hatch. "

"In the end, you used the common people as a guide to force Rao Yaoyao to take action, but you arranged in advance, using the power of the black dragon hidden in the body of the spiritual master, to divide and eat the golden dragon of luck, and gather the power on the dragon scales, and the cannian was able to succeed. Hatching the world."

With a smile on his face, Dao Qiongcang said calmly: "This sage said, right?"