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"This is the Dragon God coming to protect the world?"
Looking at Zhao Dabao who tore open the space and left with half of the real dragon body, a monk had already knelt down and uttered a sincere prayer.
The silver-white-haired middle-aged monk was suspended in the air with a dull expression on his face. He still didn't believe in the rhetoric of the Dragon God.
Because the so-called gods, in the eyes of their Mahayana monks, are just some natives of the small world,
Even if they are immortals, they are just monks whose realm is higher than theirs.
But the aura exuded by the half-dragon man just now really changed the color of the sky, suppressing it for eternity, and could kill the real dragon at will.
Even the ancestor of their family is far less powerful than the half-dragon. This is really shocking news. If the half-dragon goes to the Central Region, countless powerful forces will be shuffled. Even if their family, will be affected.
Thinking of this, his expression could not help but change slightly.
The Patriarch Bodhi next to him had an equally ugly expression, and he had obviously thought of the same problem.
The true form of Ancestor Bodhi is a Bodhi seed. Although he cannot compare with the legendary Ancestor Bodhi, his strength is still at the peak of the Mahayana period. Even in the middle realm where there are many masters, he can be called an ancestor.
Just now, under the powerful aura, he only felt that his whole body was stiff and unable to move. The feeling of life and death being out of his control was unforgettable to him, and it also made him terrified in his heart.
He had only felt this kind of momentum in the Qinggu Holy Land. Although it was just a glimpse, he remembered clearly that the levels of the two should be the same.
While the silver-haired middle-aged people and Patriarch Bodhi were in shock, countless people in the city below had already begun to indulge in the carnival of the aftermath.
Although they still can't feel that level of terror, being able to suppress the old Dragon King and beat him up is definitely comparable to a real immortal.
You must know that the fierce old Dragon King had previously slaughtered all the high-level forces in the Southern Territory.
"Whether it's a cultivator of gods or a cultivator of transcending tribulations, in front of the old Dragon King, it's all a matter of one claw, and they can't even escape.
And that being will directly carry half of the old Dragon King's body and beat him to a point where he is docile and has no temper at all.
With this kind of strength, I am afraid that I can kill an immortal directly.
"Whydoes it look so familiar?"
Hong Fangbai recalled the figure she saw before. Although it was a half-dragon, it gave her an extremely familiar feeling.
But when I thought about it carefully, I didn¡¯t even have the slightest memory. This feeling was so uncomfortable that Hong Fangbai stood there blankly, always feeling like he had forgotten something very important.
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Black Lotus Temple, nine floors of inheritance tower.
Endless corpse energy spurted out from the giant bronze coffin. At this time, the chains sealing the giant bronze coffin made a loud clattering sound, and dozens of them had been broken.
Bang bang¡ª¡ª
A violent crashing sound came from the giant bronze coffin, and the three old monks sitting cross-legged in the giant bronze coffin were exuding immeasurable Buddha light, suppressing the corpse of the Immortal King.
"Wuliang's grandma is a heavenly being. The corpse of the Immortal King is coming out soon. If you don't come back, fellow Taoist, I will be in trouble."
Yu De, who has always been fearless of heaven and earth, was huddled in a corner, drawing circles and cursing Zhao Dabao.
Although it has always been his dream to steal the tomb of the Immortal King, after feeling the terrifying, evil, and powerful momentum coming from the copper coffin, he now just wants to escape from this ghost place.
This kind of momentum is probably the strength of a true immortal. Even if he is allowed to show his true strength, he is far from his opponent.
At this time, in the bronze coffin, the big green-haired hand stretched out a little more, scaring Yu De so much that he almost screamed.
"What a sin! How could such a terrifying existence appear in the human world? Can it not be broken by even the tribulations of heaven?"
The big green-haired hands squeezed out from the crack in the copper coffin and began to fumble on the copper coffin. Soon, the body of an old monk was dragged into the copper coffin by the big green-haired hands.
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The sound of chewing continued, making people¡¯s scalp numb.
The corpse of the Immortal King inherited part of the Immortal King's consciousness, and hated the three old monks who desperately tried to kill him in the copper coffin.
Even if ten thousand years have passed, even if the old monk dies, he will gnaw his body, chew the bones to pieces, and devour his flesh and blood.things.
The air is filled with a strange fragrance, which makes people feel their index fingers moving when they smell it.
The true dragon is a fairy beast, and even its saliva is the treasured ambergris that drives countless monks crazy.
And the essence of flesh and blood in it is a rare medicine. If it is refined, it will be ordinary to bring people back to life.
The energy contained in the flesh and blood of this fairy beast is also huge. After swallowing half of the true dragon body, the altar began to become completely stable.
Zhao Dabao could feel that the ancestral dragon on the other side of the altar in the endless void was much less angry after enjoying the flesh and blood of the real dragon, which made him relieved.
After solving the troubles, the next thing to face is the corpse of the immortal who has been suppressed for eternity.
Zhao Dabao placed his gaze on the giant bronze coffin, his eyes sinking slightly.
boom!
The bronze coffin made a loud noise, and countless bronze chains shattered almost at the same time.
At this time, the three old monks suppressed above Coffin Chun have been completely eaten by the corpse of the Immortal King, and the momentum in Coffin Chun has become increasingly terrifying and unpredictable.
Roar! ! !
As a strange inhuman roar sounded, all the seals of the bronze coffin were broken. Under the heavy gazes of Zhao Dabao and Yu De, a figure covered with green hair and exuding a terrifying aura emerged directly from the coffin. Stand upright.
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