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The sudden golden flame spread infinitely, and gradually, a tall golden flame barrier was erected between the two camps to protect all the dragons.

Outside the barrier, there were actually low-ranking monks who collapsed to the ground, unable to stand due to the coercion of the dragon's breath.

Among the monks in the enemy camp, there are many generals from various countries and elders from various sects. They are undoubtedly the best in the world.But in the face of such a dragon's breath golden flame, no one can't feel awe from the bottom of their hearts.

This is the reverence for the absolute strong, and the reverence for the Shaking Sky.

Even the alchemy masters of Tianyan Shangguo, who controlled Zhenlongsuo, were trembling slightly. They commanded the beast to leap high and stay away from the golden sea of ​​flames.

Anshun and An Kunlei, who had just been rescued, were so excited that they knelt on the ground, crying bitterly.

And Antai Dragon King stood in the center of the teleportation circle of thousands of people, tears suddenly filled his eyes.

He saw above the golden flames, that familiar and slightly thin figure gradually became clear in front of everyone.

Wei Qing was dressed in black, standing on top of the dragon flame, his face was covered with a black veil, only his noble forehead and eyes were exposed.

In those eyes, there was originally a soul-stirring brilliance, but at this moment, Jin Bo Liuzhuan only had a touch of madness.

He looked down at the realm of comprehension that he once lived on, and behind him was the dragon man inside the golden flame barrier. Contrary to the energy surging in his body, his voice was unusually calm: "Are you still leaving? I just want to keep them alive."

The seven gods and demons lined up behind him, the golden dragon flame fluctuated again, and the whole temple seemed to tremble under this fluctuation.

The monks of several small sects suddenly turned pale, and quietly retreated to the end of the team.

"Don't be afraid...don't be afraid!" Someone in the enemy camp suddenly shouted.

He is a general of Lei Wu Kingdom, a master of the Quadruple Tribulation Period. At this time, he rushed to the front line and said with an encouraging gesture in midair, "We have Zhenlongsuo, whoever he is, as long as he is a Dragon Clan , you can be suppressed by Zhenlongsuo!"

"That's right, it's just demons, let's rush up together." Some monks followed suit.

However, the moment the voice just fell, the general of Lei Wu Kingdom suddenly stopped moving, and golden flames spread from the soles of his boots, burning him directly, and those monks were also promoted as dust.

There were screams in the temple.

It's really him!

Everyone looked at the lonely black figure in the flames in horror.

The demon that made the Three Realms tremble, he has really returned!

Wei Qing's black clothes fluttered slightly, he raised his hands, and the golden flames in his eyes swirled more and more brilliantly, sweeping towards the surrounding enemy troops.

The golden flame barrier behind him immediately swelled outwards, emitting frightening heat.

"Ask again, do you want to go?"

The enemy camp is hesitating.

But more is not willing to give up.

They lost too much manpower and material resources just to get a share of this gluttonous feast.Now, as long as Zhenlongsuo is still there, they still have their cards in their cards.

"Come on! For the sake of the common people, this devil must not be allowed to live!"

"Everyone follow Zhenlongsuo, go!"

In the enemy camp, the fairy clothes fluttered, the Taoist robes were ethereal, long swords and short blades flew together, and countless cold lights flew over at the same time, attacking Wei Qing and the dragon flame barrier behind him.

"pass!"

In the rear of the dragon clan, Dragon King Antai, with tears in his eyes, gave orders again, ordering the teleportation array to open immediately.

The three elders Anshun, An Kunlei, and An Jiuxiang jumped into the air at the same time to protect the teleported dragon man.

At the moment when the teleportation formation was about to start, a sharp horn sounded suddenly from the enemy camp, and hundreds of dragon-suppressing cables were ejected suddenly, carrying thunder and lightning bolts from long-range attacks, and concentrated on attacking a certain point of the golden flame barrier .

They need to use superimposed attack power to penetrate the barrier and break through the teleportation circle.

The golden flame's barrier surged, and Wei Qing's eyes burst out with a gloomy light.

"court death!"

The golden flame poured down like sky fire, and the energy expanded at a doubled speed, forming a huge golden flame sky behind Wei Qing.

The dragonman's barrier was instantly repaired.

And the seven silver armors beside Wei Qing - the Seven Gods and Demons also immediately sacrificed the heaven-defying artifacts, and the seven sets of magic skills transformed into seven killing formations, trapping half of the dragon-suppressing ropes in the temple.

Wei Qing's eyes narrowed, and he raised his hand to raise a monstrous golden sea of ​​flames, which spread in the palm of his hand and slashed fiercely. The enemies who were attacking melee disappeared immediately, and all of them were killed in the golden sea of ​​flames.

But at this moment, seven ghostly bolts of lightning shot out towards the Seven Gods and Demons respectively. With a stench of decay, sharp claws formed from dead bones spread out in the void, about to devour the soul.

"This is... the Soul Eater Dafa!"

The seven gods and demons turned pale in shock, and immediately turned into seven strands of white light, which penetrated into Wei Qing's consciousness.

Lu Fan!

Wei Qing's black clothes moved violently.

He is here.

The Seven Killing Formation gradually dissipated before Wei Qing's eyes.

Following the roar of the divine beasts under Alchemist Mu's feet, the huge ropes all over the sky broke free from the killing formation that trapped them, and they were about to kill Wei Qing again in an instant.

These evil spirits specially born for dragon people can suppress the blood even in the face of the Dragon Emperor, as long as they are contaminated with a little bit, they can strangle the dragon soul.

Killing intent flashed across Wei Qing's eyes.

The golden light filled the entire temple in an instant, and the molten flame filled with the imperial majesty rolled into the enemy camp.

"Ahhh!"

Several alchemists let out the last screams before dying one after another, and countless monks threw away their helmets and armor and fled.

Zhen Longsuo also lost control when the alchemist fell down, lost his target in the dragon's breath all over the sky, and flew wildly aimlessly.

But at this time, behind Wei Qing, the cheers of the dragon people came.

Sent successfully...

Another thousand dragonmen were teleported to a safe place. So far, more than half of the dragonmen have been sent away. Excluding the sacrifices and the clansmen who were dragged away by the dragon-suppressing cable, there are still more than [-] people in the temple.

"Biography!" Antai's steady voice sounded again.

Wei Qing searched quickly in the enemy camp, he was looking for Lu Fan.

Soon, he threw down the barrier of golden flames, swooped down, bypassed the Zhenlong rope that was swimming all over the sky, and reached out to a monk from an ordinary sect, but the monk smiled strangely, and did not dodge or dodge, Ren Weiqing caught it in his hand Inside is another piece of human skin.

hateful……

Wei Qing threw away his human skin, and raised his hand to push back Zhenlongsuo above his head.But immediately seven or eight flew up behind him, he had no choice but to deal with them, and was almost hooked into the dragon's spine fruit.

But wherever he went, the monks who dared to attack him became dead souls.

At this moment, an old and hoarse voice resounded throughout Zhenlong Suohai.

"Dear fellow practitioners, think about that terrible war, think about the tragedy of rivers of blood in the Three Realms, our kindness to the devil today will be our doom tomorrow. For the sake of the common people, we must not shrink back no matter what. The cage is their end."

While he was speaking, there was the "empty" sound of black iron colliding from the direction of the entrance of the temple.

Dragged by several huge monsters, a long and endless steel cage team filed in.

Those iron cages were all hundreds of feet high, most of them were empty, and a small number of captured dragons were loaded. Their bodies were manipulated by the dragon-suppressing rope, covered in blood, and they all showed numb expressions like dead ashes.

The dragon people inside the barrier immediately let out countless pitiful howls, they don't want to end up like that, that's hell.

Encouraged again, the monks in the enemy camp launched a fierce attack, "Let's charge together!"

Wave after wave of ferocious energy almost tore the air apart, and the golden flame's barrier was shaken out of cracks like spider webs.

Inside the barrier, Dragon King Antai had no choice but to temporarily give up the teleportation, and together with the three elders and all the high-level demon cultivators injected energy into the barrier.

However, there were several times more high-level monks in the enemy camp, and those cracks still spread unstoppably.

The dragon people huddled together, looking out of the barrier in horror.

And outside the barrier, there are overwhelming dragons and seas. They are like one-eyed monsters, opening their teeth and claws, devouring all living beings.

The tremors of the golden flame barrier became more and more intense, and the cracks in the spider web were about to shatter in almost a second.

The dragon people prostrated themselves on the ground, covering their eyes, unwilling to face the attack of death.

At this moment, a black shadow jumped up high, his arms were wide open, the dragon flames surging in his body were like huge waves, and the cracks in the golden flame barrier began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The lava of Dragon Flame instantly kills the enemies rushing forward.

The monks screamed horribly, and the national teachers of several small countries fled first, and the monks behind them also flew away without a trace.

However, that strange sharp trumpet sounded again.

As the sound of the trumpets ripped through the air, all the dragon-suppressing ropes in the temple suddenly stood still.

At the end of the enemy camp, at the entrance of the temple, thousands of strong men rushed in suddenly. They are the strongest alchemists in the world, and they are also the enemy's last trump card.

The overwhelming dragon-suppressing giant rope rushed towards Wei Qing alone.

Wei Qing opened his arms suddenly, and the dragon flame gushed out of his body again in a completely impossible situation, steaming fiercely, the giant rope was bathed in flames, and was trapped in midair.

"pass!"

With all his strength, he let out an earth-shattering roar.

Even if the real power is exhausted, the last dragon man must be sent out.

Life cannot be desecrated, even the way of heaven cannot condone it.

"pass!"

Antai hoarsely delivered the Dragon Emperor's order.

All the dragonmen, sub-dragons, and sub-dragons all stood up. They stared at the back of the dragon flame barrier for a long time, and there was no fear in their eyes.

Starting today, they know that those one-eyed monsters can no longer kill them, the dragon clan is immortal, and the dragon soul will last forever.

They gave up the teleportation array and rushed towards the barrier.

They destroyed the cracks in the golden flame barrier and flew towards the sky-filled dragon cables.

Leave the chance of life to your companions.

"Dragon Clan Don't Die!"

"Long live the Dragon Emperor!"

Countless dragon bodies were piled up, and the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood blocked the dragon's rope outside the temple and could not penetrate it. On this day, they were completely free.

"it is good……"

Wei Qing looked at everything in front of him, the blood rain all over the sky, the hell on earth.

He suddenly laughed.

Is this the Dragon Clan?

A small rage rose in his chest, the same rage that had risen when he saw the first dragon.

This anger quickly ignited his whole body and ignited his blood, but it was not enough, it was far from enough!

Because, he wants to let this anger burn the entire Dragon Clan Temple, burn the entire Hongyu Continent, and burn to the end of this universe!

With a violent dragon roar, a powerful golden air gushed out from his body, and everything the air flow passed was wiped out.

He soared into the sky like a ignited rocket.

He saw countless monks fleeing, he laughed wildly, and stretched out his hand to pat the sky full of broken flesh and blood.

Countless golden dragon shadows popped out of the flesh and blood, hovering furiously in the air.

"Is this the power of the Dragon Emperor? Haha!"

It was another roar that shook the sky.

The chi spirit jades stacked under the dragon chair spun up one after another, rolling towards Wei Qing.

Countless Chi Lingyu frantically pounced on his head, limbs, chest and abdomen, scrambling to put on a dazzling battle suit for him.

And under his feet, the water-like ladder is faithfully following his footsteps, just like stepping on a high place on the top of a wave, riding a body that is dancing with water spirit.

He stepped through the crowd, and the sweeping arm grew to the thickness of the pillar, stretched out infinitely, and crushed the monk at his fingertips.

Numerous berserk golden dragon shadows wrapped in crazy runes shuttled back and forth in the temple.

Chi Lingyu fired ten thousand swords from behind, tearing out the sky full of meat residue with the force of destroying the sky and the earth. Accompanied by the broken black chain, playing dull or crisp black music on the ground.

Punch after punch, the temple has been destroyed. The golden rubble was accompanied by the rain of bright red blood, dyeing the holy ladder into golden waves of blood, rolling up and down with Wei Qing's heavy footsteps.

How many monks in the enemy camp were so frightened by this terrifying scene that they forgot to run away, and were beaten to pieces alive in a daze.

This originally holy space suddenly turned into a Senluo Hell that was more terrifying than Zhenlongsuo.

The fury of the Dragon Emperor, even the heavens and the earth must be overwhelmed.

Wei Qing...

No, Emperor Siying.

He finally took this step.

All hatred must be paid in blood.

When everything was over, he heard the sound of "cracking" chains, accompanied by the rain of blood, coming from far and near.

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exhausted...

Um.The next chapter is three years later.