Unparalleled Emperor

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At the moment when the nine-color Scorpio was opened, countless scorpions stared at them. They also wanted to take a look. What was sealed inside?

Only the cracked coffin, dazzling, like a time and space opened, flowing through the sky long angry, sprinkled down into pieces of Qinghui, the scene is not visible. 〔〕

There seems to be a great world buried here. Dao Ling is fully open to the eye of the avenue. He is covered in hair. He faintly sees a horrible shadow sitting in the coffin. The imperial power cannot be imagined, and the imposing majesty of the imperialism makes the avenue Must burst!

The eyes of Dao Ling are all blood-stained. This seems to be an emperor. It is not a mortal who can watch the truth.

But Dao Ling is now in this vague shadow, there is a round seed, and long anger seems to have spread from this mysterious seed, which seems to have spawned a longevity world!

"Roar!"

Only at this moment, a golden dragon is drilled in this seed, and the dragon is shining brightly. The dragon must be flying. It is too small, only the palm is half-large, the whole body is golden, the golden scales are dense, and the forehead has a corner!

This is simply a dragon, Xiaojinlong flew out of the coffin in a flash, panic and fleeing.

"What is the situation? Is there a dragon buried here!"

The whole audience was shocked. I don't know what the situation is, but this dragon seems to be a little weak. It is not too strong, and now it is very scary and running!

"Little Golden Dragon!" The Taoist look is stunned, and the heart is in doubt. What is the situation? Why is Xiaojinlong in this coffin!

The Taoist hesitation, he did not know whether this is a small golden dragon, but the next picture made them petrified, the nine-colored Scorpio seemed to be angry, the whole nine-color fairy burst, entangled with long anger, turned into a sword !

It seems to be in full recovery, the internal seeds must be awakened, the earthquake will be torn apart, it seems to be hunting Xiaojinlong!

The dark-colored squirting blood-colored swords and fetuses are in the embarrassment, the gods are billions of dollars, swaying the emperor, splitting the layers of time and space, killing Xiaojinlong with horror. 〔〕

The audience was shocked. What is the situation? Why are they targeting Xiaojinlong?

"The kid will help me!"

The soil is crazy, completely burned, the mud layer is floating out of the massive five-color gods, it seems to burn, the twenty-seven re-creased of the crack is running wildly, resisting the nine-colored Scorpio and the Scarlet Sword!

Interesting soil seems to have to shelter Xiaojinlong, completely burned, and the power of creation is sprayed to resist the destruction of the heavens and the earth!

"kill!"

Dao Ling suddenly leaped away, his weakness has completely recovered, he took out the Peng Peng true feathers, the vast amount of gods in the original cave days are floating, and the drops of longevity drugs in his body ignite, the source continues to supplement the dragon pulse loss .

The three dragon veins have been pumped out and dried, and they are flying strong under the influence of the longevity miracle medicine. However, the cost of reviving the plump plume is too great, which is in the competition!

"Booming!"

Zhenpeng Zhenyu was completely revived by the Taoist dynasty. It was like a huge mountain of swords and tires. The golden feathers were entangled in Xiaopeng Peng!

At this moment, the sky was cracked, and the force of Kunpeng crashed into the Milky Way, carrying an incomparable impact force, and it was shaken up in a moment. With the peerless strength, the **** swords that hit the cracks began to crack!

The power of Zhenpeng Zhenyu is too strong, and the power can't be speculated. Now it seems that the recovery has reached the extreme, and it has become a supreme god, like a squadron bursting here!

Dao Ling's big sleeves glimpsed, and a jade can fly out inside the sleeves, and the spurt of the soil will explode!

There are a hundred drops of long-lived singular medicine in this jade can, and there are 30 chaotic ancient wells whose vitality is ignited, and they are ignited by the horror!

His remnants fly over and repair, and once again, the evolution of Tianwei, the nine colors of the earthquake are humming. 〔〕

"Booming!"

This is the divine anger, can not imagine how infiltrated, the years are disturbed, the darkness conveys the infinite anger!

The Dao Ling are trembled, the food star grass is cracking, and he is eager to withdraw.

The soil is mad, desperately reversing the battle, blocking the darkness and the nine-color Scorpio, he is also very anxious, once the nine-color scorpion is completely awakened, he can not resist this coffin.

The almost cracked of the Dao Ling, just a little force that was spread, almost killed him on the spot.

"Amitabha, this thing is ominous and needs to be purified immediately!"

The Scorpio treasure is solemn, and at the moment when Xiao Jinlong also ran out, he shot, and the big handprint of Buddhism was shot out and pressed to Xiaojinlong!

A small golden dragon that can be fought by two coffins, can it be an ordinary creature?

Chaos ancient wells are also a wicked door, this dragon may be in this coffin? How did he get in!

"Still!"

The Dao Ling was furious, and some emperors and princesses were also angry. This robbery relied on the interest of the soil and the Dao Ling. If they were likely to die, but this day, the monk would once again want to suppress Xiao Jinlong. !

Dao Ling thought that the rescue was too late. Xiaojinlong panicked and suddenly took out an old dragon horn. It was reddened and his neck was full of heights. He suddenly blew the dragon horn!

"Hey!"

This **** voice is too horrible, shaking the sky and the earth, the real dragon horn trembles suddenly, the power of the ancient dragon is bursting, the rolling dragon ripples sweeping to the sky, playing the strong to the hegemony!

"not good!"

The face of Scorpio changed greatly. I never imagined that this little golden dragon had mastered such a rare treasure. His palms were cracked, and the whole arm was turned into a blood!

Even his treasures must be split, to be killed by the true dragon horn!

"Booming!"

The chaotic lotus platform on the top of the high hanging sky scorpion revived, and the vast chaotic fluctuations were sprayed out to cover his treasure and resist the real dragon killing!

The faces of the people around are not normal. Is this not the true dragon horn? I was still in the grave of the emperor. Why is it now in the hands of Xiao Jinlong? How did he enter the nine-color scorpio?

The obstacles are not yet in vain! "

The scorpion is full of anger and sorrow, and the high chaotic lotus cymbal blasts a chaotic sword to kill the sword, and it is extremely violent, and it is necessary to kill Xiaojinlong in the air!

"Hey!"

A golden feather force slammed up, cut off this chaos to kill the sword, and the Taoist look was cold and cold: "Vulture, you are really shameless~www.wuxiaspot.com~daoyou, this is wrong, this thing is ominous, Flying out of the coffin, you need to kill immediately!" The look of the Scorpio is somewhat gloomy.

"Scorpio!" Zhou Batian held Fang Tian's painting, and said: "Isn't it a compassionate heart? Now that the evil spirits are in chaos, you have mastered the strongest treasure here, why not see you."

The people around him sneered, and the scorpio was like a demon slayer, which made them somewhat uncomfortable.

"At the crucial moment, Xiao Yan will naturally shoot!" Tianzhuzi is cold and cold, and the chaotic lotus platform hanging above his head is full of chaos!

This chaotic lotus platform is too strong, so that people around him are jealous. Tianzhuzi now has his bodyguard. Who can help him? Therefore, I have just made a lot of anger and a strong shot, just because I master this treasure.

And Dao Ling stared at Xiao Jinlong, Xiao Jinlong plate lying on the horn of the real dragon, the golden eyes were a little confused, it felt that the Tao Ling was familiar and kind, but it could not remember, forgot too many past events.

"Xiao Jinlong doesn't know me?" Dao Ling's heart was in doubt. The origin of Xiao Jinlong was a mystery. He was born in the forbidden place on the road. He went to the fireplace of the fire family, the land of the ten worlds, and now he has come here again.

"They come so fast!"

The scorpion of Xiaoyao Jianxian was miniature, and he saw the infinite soldiers. He had already passed the dark restricted area and immediately came here.