The same situation occurred in every place where monsters appeared in ancient ruins. These monsters, either strong or weak, or in groups or alone, saw the fall of the demon dragon in the sky, and each stopped eating without hesitation. They were discussing the reproduction and harmony of life. These hunters either gave up chasing prey, or gave up escaping from chasing. All monsters couldn't help but tremble with their feet, four feet, six feet or eight feet, lowered their heads, bowed their bodies, and worshiped the huge virtual image, expressing their respect and fear the most sincerely.

The fall of the demon dragon and the power of the divine weapon can be seen thousands of miles away, and the heaven and earth are afraid.

Among the great rivers and lakes in the ancient ruins, it seemed that all creatures felt the breath of the blood-colored phantom. At this moment, the great rivers and lakes suddenly stopped like power was cut off. All the vitality in the sea was pulled away. In an instant, the angry waves calmed down, and the ripples were still. The surging rivers and lakes were now like countless smooth mirrors, reflecting the huge demon dragon's fall in the sky.

Everything in the sea stopped swimming, and their bodies turned unconsciously to the direction of the hall, trembling and respectfully worshiping. Even the three strongest leaders of the Eternal Hunting Sheep Clan, the peerless beast that existed in ancient ruins, who had entered the realm of demigods, and several ferocious beasts with the same strength, couldn't help but turn their heads to the illusory red shadow. At this moment, the eyes that had always been rebellious and arrogant were all left with fear.

Thousands of tiny red lights appeared from all directions. These red lights came from all directions, some from the fall of the demon dragon, some from the cracks in the space and the source of the sky light, but more from the fear and belief of the beasts. The fall of the demon dragon is originally a magic weapon, with extremely powerful shock. With the blood disaster crystal stone, this inconspicuous small stone was condensed from the essence and blood of the beasts. However, it is the ancestor of all the demon beasts in this ancient mountain range, no wonder these ancient giant beasts worship the red phantom transformed by Long Junchen. The blood disaster crystal stone and the fall of the demon dragon are so powerful that the divine power is unstoppable.

Bearing the light of faith, the huge dragon god statue in the air gradually became clear, as clear as the essence. The fall of the demon dragon dispersed the awesome murderous aura that ruled the world, and scattered the earth with its moves.

?In the hall, Long Junchen's right hand was raised high, and the Demon Dragon Fall, which was more than two feet long, shining with infinite blood, was under the control of his right hand.

?At this time, the black on the Demon Dragon's Falcon had completely disappeared, and the remaining one was only a little dazzling blood white. Each dark golden pattern was so clear that it extended to the top. At the top of the Demon Dragon's Falcon, there was a white pattern.

When Long Junchen tried to feel the white pattern, a surging white light quietly spread, and the white light quietly released from the Demon Dragon's Demon Dragon's Fall, but soon, the white light turned into colorless. However, this does not mean that the pressure of the white light disappeared. On the contrary, Long Junchen could feel that all things in the world were trembling, trembling, and worshiping in the invisible, colorless and silent airflow.

The red light and shadow swept down like a whale swallowing it. It fell back into Long Junchen's body like it soared upwards. The red light lingered and all injected into the small red scepter in Long Junchen's sea of ​​consciousness. Next to the red scepter was a small axe of about the size of it, - Pangu Axe!

Long Junchen knew that he had completely absorbed the Demon Dragon Fall. This divine weapon, like Pangu Axe, was connected to his nerves. In the future, he could summon this ancient divine weapon with just a little thought.

Long Junchen felt the scepter, and the corners of his mouth twitched up unconsciously, and he couldn't help but feel happy. However, his body finally couldn't hold on anymore. He fell to the ground with a thump and fell into a coma. His hands were already flying flesh and blood, without a complete piece of skin. After he fell to the ground, the dragon-patterned bloodline that he had been suppressing finally began to flow again, helping Long Junchen repair the damaged body.

At this moment, several auras surged in the huge hall, obviously the people who had just retired, the Apocalypse Knights, the Dragon Fallen Society, the Emei Sect, the Zuxiang Cui Hunter and Sui Gangdan! After the second and third-rate sects of the Sea of ​​Donghuang Pavilion, the strong men in the pavilion were injured after the sweeping of the sea of ​​fire just now, and they no longer had any strength to compete for the magical weapons with Long Junchen and the others, so they simply left the hall in shame. Now that they came to the hall, they were almost all powerful people in the demigod realm or close to the demigod realm.

Everyone saw the unconscious Long Junchen, with different expressions, especially when they saw the vast aura emitted from the latter, they were all secretly shocked. Zu Xiang and others looked envious. Obviously, they had guessed that Long Junchen had absorbed the ancient divine weapon - The Demon Dragon Falling. The two people from the Apocalypse Knights and the Dragon Fallen Society looked at Long Junchen with some resentment. The purple-haired woman looked at Yi Daoxing's almost burnt body in panic. Her pupils were filled with shock and incredible. She was a powerful man who had half a foot entered the demigod realm! That's it?!

Even if a powerful organization like the Dragon Society with a rich background easily loses a powerful man who is almost in the demigod realm, they are very distressed, especially if they die so miserably and so unclear.

Among the people of the Dragon Fighting Association, in addition to the Yi Daoxing who was burned to coal, there were two others. One of them was wearing golden armor and had an ancient style. The man named Jing Tian was one of the most mysterious high priests of the Dragon Fighting Association. He was responsible for refining and collecting dragon bones and dragon blood, forging divine weapons with dragon bones, and using dragon blood to make pills. He rarely appeared in person. This time he appeared in ancient ruins. It was because the Dragon Fighting Association was a little busy recently. They were investigating a dragon transformer, a dragon transformer who could hurt Chu Liuyun. Most of the people were transferred to this mission, so there was no way to stagger the manpower. Jing Tian could only go to the ancient ruins himself.
Chapter completed!