As soon as these three blood soul puppets appeared, the aura between heaven and earth suddenly became much colder, and several dark auras drilled out from the ground. It was probably because of the undead underground who was unwilling to leave the undead who was lingering here.

When Zu Xiang and Long Junchen saw the strange scene in front of him, they couldn't help but hit a cicada. The Eternal Sheep Hunters of the Eternal Sheep Hunters showed their terrified eyes and bleated uneasyly, and their four legs began to tremble. The wool began to fall off due to fear. After a while, a piece of snow like snowflakes appeared.

Jing Tian stood up from the ground with a grim smile, covered in blood, but there was no pain on his face, only cruel ferociousness. Behind him, three blood-red figures also appeared and disappeared. His index and middle fingers were close together, as if he had pinched some magic trick. He pointed his right hand towards Long Junchen and others. The three blood-soul puppets screamed a few times, holding their scarlet tongues and rushing towards Long Junchen and others. Yang Kunlun's face darkened. Looking at Long Junchen and looked away with fear, he whispered: "These three strange things, our Eternal Hunting Sheep Clan can deal with, but the two are left..."

"Don't worry, let those two miscellaneous things be left to me and Uncle Zuxiang. I like to add to the insult, right?! I'll let you see who fell into the well?" Long Junchen raised his slender eyebrows slightly, and a strong breath burst out from his body. This feeling of being so refreshing and planning the world is really good. Long Junchen moved his muscles and bones, looking at Jingtian and Mu Beixin opposite, Long Junchen also took a deep breath, his eyes closed slightly, and the crazy fighting spirit flowing from his bloodline was about to emerge. He suppressed the urge to go up and fuck him directly, and said to Zuxiang on the side: "Hey, Uncle Zuxiang, let the purple-haired woman be given to you, and that beast in strange clothes, let me deal with it!"

Long Junchen closed his eyes tightly and suddenly shouted. In an instant, his eyes suddenly opened. In the dark eyes, flames surged, and a burst of hot white light shot out from his eyes, igniting the entire hall. Then, the flames turned into starry flames, slowly weaving, slowly outlined, and turned into a white dragon lingering around Long Junchen. The white dragon burned with flames, as if promoting eternity and order!

"Hmph, you three, kill me!" Jing Tian waved his hand, and the red sleeves of the three blood soul puppets floated, as if three ripples of red lights were coming towards Long Junchen and the others. Hearing Jing Tian's cold shout, the vast aura of Yang Kunlun and others erupted instantly, and the vast terrifying cultivation filled the world, as if it was about to break the day.

After fighting several other battles, Long Junchen and Jing Tian's eyes intertwined again. Long Junchen's pupils shrank, and he felt that Jing Tian's entire aura suddenly changed. The previous silence and laziness towards the world had disappeared. At this time, he seemed to stand up, his body like an iron tower, with his waist straight, and he looked like a middle-aged man who had been on stage for more than a hundred years. He jumped and flashed to the center of the hall, and his body fell from the sky like a black iron tower.

The black iron tower's feet suddenly stomped towards the ground, and instantly, the crackling sound of the ground shattered and cracked even more. The ground, which was already fragmented and similar to the surface of the moon, became even more sad. He hugged his arms and behind him, a black halberd flashed with a cold light under the illumination of wind, snow and moonlight. The pair of narrow eyes, like poisonous snakes, stared at Long Junchen with murderous intentions.

Such domineering momentum, such an aura of the iron tower covering the sky, those who are not firm in will will inevitably be defeated without fighting. Long Junchen did not expect that the other party's appearance would be so domineering. Long Junchen was a little stunned. The terrifying cultivation that erupted from the iron tower's body also made Long Junchen feel his throat tight, as if a pair of big hands tightly clamped his throat.

? "It's just luck, but I can't walk far. Boy, you are the one that our Dragon Flying Association must kill. You are very strong. However, this time, I came out with Mu Beixin, so, you met me, everything ended here!" As you stared at, Jing Tian's plain voice suddenly sounded, and even the sound was filled with a terrifying and fierce aura. Long Junchen looked at Jing Tian, ​​thinking that this guy is really handsome, with a clear face, a clear nose and thin lips, and with this skin, what's wrong with doing? He insists on doing this dragon-slaying life that is probably not even the world!

"I feel the same way, so this time, I don't want to continue relying on luck anymore!" Long Junchen was not afraid of Jing Tian's momentum as if he was dominating the world. He smiled softly and grinned at Jing Tian with great virtue. The next second, as Long Junchen's sea of ​​spiritual consciousness moved, he flipped his right hand. The Demon Dragon Fallen, which he had just obtained from the hall, appeared on Long Junchen's right hand under the strong smell of blood. The white scepter had been stained with bloody red under the blood disaster crystal stone, and the black and golden patterns had turned red and black!

As soon as the Demon Dragon Falcon appeared, the atmosphere around him became extremely depressing. Jing Tian, ​​opposite, looked at the Demon Dragon Falcon, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He thought to himself, the bloody and murderous aura on this guy's body was really strong. It seems that the benefits of the Blood Crystal Stone are really a lot!

As soon as he thought of this, a flash of heat flashed through Jing Tian's eyes, and he was even more murderous intent to Long Junchen. He never gave in to such good things or let him slip away from his hands!

So Jing Tian did not continue to pose, without any ambiguity. With a light grip on the void, he took off the black halberd behind him. A long and strange dragon-shaped pattern on the halberd was wrapped around the body of the halberd, and it actually exuded an ancient breath. The sharp blade was filled with a cold light. Jing Tian picked up the black halberd and danced twice in front of him. The sharp blade pointed at Long Junchen across the air, danced unruly, and said lightly: "Black Dragon Demon Salute, hehe, this is made of a dragon body of a real dragon, hahaha, you have to be careful!!!"

"What?!!? The real dragon body? Could it be the devouring and nightmare dragon that died last time?!" Cui Liehuo looked at the black dragon devil halberd, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he shouted out in a flash. Long Junchen looked at the dark long halberd, and his heart sank. He felt a ball of fire began to burn in his chest!! They actually chopped Xiao Hei and made such a cold weapon?

?Long Junchen narrowed his eyes and tightened his right hand holding the Demon Dragon's Fallen Demon Sallen. Jing Tian's black dragon-death Demon Sallen must be included in the sequence of divine weapons. In this way, Long Junchen's original weapon advantage instantly became gone, but Long Junchen naturally would not retreat. He bravely took a step forward, and Demon Dragon's Fallen pointed at Jing Tian without fear, and the tense momentum was about to break out like a powder barrel.
Chapter completed!