"Do you know how to hide?

Since that's the case, then I'll kill your daughter, and I think you'll still hide!"

Ao Ling sneered, but his huge dragon claws were aimed at Zhao Suer who was floating in the air.

Although Zhao Li knew that Ao Ling's move was a bluff, he dared not bet. If Ao Ling really took a picture, then Zhao Su'er would definitely die.

Thinking of this, Zhao Li stepped on his feet and appeared in front of Zhao Su'er, holding Zhao Su'er in his arms with his left hand, and at the same time, he mobilized the power of the imperial domain and his whole body to collide with Ao Ling's huge dragon claws.

Bang! Ao Ling's full-strength attack was so powerful that he actually tore up Zhao Li's imperial domain.

Zhao Li groaned, and his whole body fell from the air in a mess and hit the ground hard.

However, in order to protect Zhao Su'er, he hugged Zhao Su'er and turned his back to the ground. Zhao Su'er was safe and sound.

Zhao Li wanted to get up and stepped on it with a dragon claw.

Zhao Li pushed Zhao Su'er aside without thinking, and he missed the opportunity to hide and was severely suppressed on the ground by Ao Ling's dragon claws.

Wow! Zhao Li spit out blood, his mouth, nose, and eyes, and his bright blood, looking hideous and terrifying.

"Dad!"

Zhao Su'er screamed, tears kept rolling in her big eyes, looking pitiful.

Ao Ling had another dragon claw, holding Zhao Suer's neckline, and the pair of dark golden vertical pupils staring at Zhao Suer, saying, "Little girl, do you want to save your father?"

Zhao Su'er looked at the huge dragon head in front of her and shivered in fear, but nodded and said, "I want to save my dad, please let my dad go, I'm willing to do anything!"

"Yeah?

It’s very simple to save your dad. As long as you enter the white jade altar obediently and have no resistance, I will let your dad go after the sacrifice is completed!"

Ao Ling pointed to the white jade altar in the air and said with a smile.

The reason Ao Ling did this was because it found that the dragon ball in Zhao Suer's body had become one with her, and the two were inseparable.

It wanted to forcibly strip the dragon ball from Zhao Suer's body, which might also damage the origin of the dragon ball, so he decided to voluntarily enter Zhao Suer's altar, and then sacrifice the whole city to allow the flesh and blood power of everyone in Zhao Wucheng to enter Zhao Suer's body.

Then, it only needs to swallow Zhao Su'er into its belly, and its cultivation will make rapid progress and break through the existing shackles.

Of course, this premise must be Zhao Suer willingly, otherwise the energy of sacrifice will not enter the dragon ball.

The Dragon Ball and Zhao Suer were so closely combined, which Ao Ling did not expect, so it could only save Zhao Li's life first and use Zhao Li to force Zhao Suer to sacrifice herself willingly.

"Really...really?"

Zhao Su'er said timidly, her big eyes were full of wetness, and she looked at Ao Ling with fear.

"Of course it's true. Now your father's life is in my hands. I can kill him with just a turn of my hands. You can only obey me now. Otherwise, your father will die immediately! Do you want your father to die?"

Ao Ling sneered and said authentically.

"Su'er, don't listen to his nonsense..." Zhao Li roared, but before he finished speaking, Ao Ling stepped on him hard and pressed him ruthlessly to the ground.

"Zhao Li! If you dare to say one more thing, you will die immediately!"

Ao Ling's eyes were cold, and the dragon claws grabbed Zhao Li's neck, making him unable to breathe, and he could not even speak.

"Zhao Su'er, you have already thought about it now! Now you are the only one who can save your dad! As long as you are willing to enter the white jade altar and receive the sacrifice energy inside, I will have a lot of your dad!"

Ao Ling looked at Zhao Su'er and sneered.

"I...I do! You have to keep your word!"

Zhao Suer was timid and authentic.

"That's natural, go up!"

Ao Ling nodded, wrapped Zhao Su'er with spiritual power, and sent him to the white jade altar.

In front of the White Jade Altar, there was a staircase, and Zhao Su'er was sent to the staircase, while Zhao Su'er followed the stairs and headed towards the center of the altar step by step.

However, her petite body kept trembling as she walked towards the altar, like a bullied kitten, looking pityful.

Finally, Zhao Su'er entered the center of the altar.

The surface of this white jade altar is painted with dense runes, which looks complicated and reveals an ancient atmosphere.

At this time, countless runes on the surface of the white jade altar lit up, and then white thin tubes surged out from the altar.

These thin tubes are densely packed and instantly penetrated Zhao Suer's entire body veins and connected them with her.

"Ah... it hurts so much..." Zhao Su'er immediately let out a shrill scream, and her whole body twitched due to the pain.

Bang! Ao Ling's dragon claws suddenly exploded, and Zhao Li's blood and energy were even stronger than before, just like a blood man. He soared into the sky and headed towards the White Jade Altar.

"Zhao Li! You guy is really desperate, and you dare to burn your essence and blood!"

Ao Ling's face was gloomy. He exploded the dragon claws and quickly healed. The dragon tail behind him suddenly flicked and threw it hard on Zhao Li.

Bang! Zhao Li, who was like a blood man, held the imperial sword and slashed at Ao Ling's dragon tail without any chance.

Suddenly, the two met and countless sparks were found. Then Zhao Li was smashed to the ground, and Ao Ling's dragon tail actually broke through a big hole, with scattered scales and blood.

However, Ao Ling's recovery ability was too strong. The big hole that the dragon tail exploded, and the flesh and blood inside quickly squirmed and healed, and the dragon tail continued to bombard Zhao Li.

Zhao Li was knocked away several times, and finally knelt on the ground weakly, covered in blood, and was completely weak, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Zhao Li's consciousness was almost blurred, but he was still chanting: "Su'er, Dad... Come and save you..." "Zhao Li, your secret technique is not bad! Unfortunately, your cultivation is too low. With the sixth-level martial emperor burning his essence and blood, he barely gained the strength of a seventh-level martial emperor!"

Ao Ling looked disdainful and continued, "Although I am a seventh-level emperor beast, I am strong enough to fight the eighth-level martial emperor. You are no match for me at all!"

After saying that, Ao Ling no longer paid attention to Zhao Li, but let out a shocking dragon roar and said, "Sacrifice begins! Everyone, kill all the people and slaughter me in Zhaowu City..." Huh roar! The dragons surrounding Zhaowu City were completely excited, and they all made a shocking and exciting dragon roar, and then rushed into Zhaowu City one after another.

An inhumane massacre kicked off.

"No...don't kill us?"

On the street, the fast-running crowd could not hide and was burned into charred mummies by the flames spurted out by a dragon.

Inside the house, dragons destroyed the people inside, or directly smashed them to death in the house with brute force.

Some people even hid in the sewer, but still couldn't escape the dragon's keen five senses. The dragon dived and pulled out all the people hiding in the sewer and killed them indiscriminately.

The entire Zhao Wucheng completely turned into a hell on earth.
Chapter completed!