Chapter 1509: True Dragon Resurrection?
"Son of God, you are too domineering. We opened this dragon coffin together, and everyone who sees it has a share. Do you want to monopolize it?"
An old man of the ninth level of Wuhuang shouted angrily.
"Go! Don't go, die!"
The son of God spoke indifferently and was extremely domineering.
"Hehe, God Son, it's not that easy for you to occupy this real dragon alone!"
Wang Jian sneered.
Shenzi glanced at the sight, his eyes were cold, but he didn't say anything.
Everything speaks in terms of strength, and he cannot ignore Wang Jian's strength.
The faces of the others were ugly, and faced with Wang Jian and Shenzi, the two evil characters, it was difficult for them to fight.
"Everyone, the holy dragon corpse is extremely rare. Since we have seen it, how can we not share a piece of the pie, how can we join forces?"
The old man of the ninth level of Wuhuang said.
"Okay, I agree!"
"I agree!"
Others split up.
More than a dozen masters, with flashing figures, gathered together to compete with the Son of God and Wang Jian.
"A group of rabble, beyond their own means!"
The son of God said indifferently, and stepped towards the corpse of the real dragon.
He wants to put away the Shenlong corpse directly, as long as he puts away the real dragon's corpse, no one can compete with him.
Keng!
The sound of the sword chirping sounded, and Wang Jian also moved. How could he let the Son of God monopolize it?
"Go!"
The other masters also moved. They have a total of thirteen people. Among them, there are three of the powerhouses of the ninth level of the Emperor Wu, and the others are the powerhouses of the seventh and eighth levels of the Emperor Wu. Can't be ignored.
The three parties rushed towards the real dragon at the same time.
And the three of Lu Ming,
One stood beside the hall, watching from the sidelines.
With their strength, they couldn't interfere at all, and the people of God Son directly ignored them.
"Go! Go!"
The son of God shouted a few times, and the holy light condensed into a divine sword, and instantly slashed out a dozen knives, respectively slashing at Wang Jian and the dozen people.
Keng!
The sword light erupted and confronted the divine sword. There was a fierce confrontation in the space, and the sword energy and the sword light were reckless.
And the dozen or so masters also struggled to resist the sword light that the Son of God cut out.
Taking this opportunity, the son of God grabbed the real dragon's corpse with a big hand, wanting to put the real dragon's corpse into the storage ring.
"Don't think about it!"
Wang Jian also grabbed a big hand at the same time and collided with God Son's big hand.
"is ours!"
The dozen or so people, struggling to move forward, grabbed the dragon corpse one after another.
Roar!
At this moment, a dragon roar, earth-shattering, erupted from the dragon pavilion, forming a terrifying sound wave that rolled out in all directions.
Divine Son and Wang Jian's expressions changed slightly, and each cut out a sword light and sword energy, breaking the sound waves.
As for the dozen or so people, except for the two Martial Emperor Ninth Layers who resisted the sound waves, the others were shocked and retreated, and a few even spit out blood.
The three of Lu Ming also tried their best to resist, but they were farther away, and the power of the sound wave was greatly reduced, so they could block it more easily.
"what happened?"
Everyone at the scene was shocked.
The sound of the dragon's roar came from the dragon coffin. Could it be that this real dragon is not dead?
Roar!
Then, another dragon roar sounded, also from the dragon coffin.
bump! bump! ...
Then, inside the dragon coffin, there was a bumping sound, and the black real dragon actually stood up, roared loudly, and swept his eyes around, and a ferocious light appeared in the huge dragon's eyes.
"how is this possible?"
"The real dragon in the holy realm is not dead?"
"No, the real dragon of the holy realm is dead, this is just the real dragon of the holy realm, that immortal brand!"
Many people made a sound, and the last sound shocked everyone, and after a careful sense, it was found that this real dragon did not have the slightest breath of life, and it has indeed fallen for many years.
The reason why the real dragon can move is entirely because of an immortal brand.
"What's the use of resisting something that's already dead? Today is destined to be for me!"
The Son of God said indifferently, the holy light on his body became even more dazzling, one hand held it in the void, and a spear appeared in his hand.
Many people were shocked, this was the unique skill of the Heavenly God Sect, the spear of divine punishment.
"kill!"
The son of God shouted, and the Spear of God's Punishment cut through the void and stabbed towards the corpse of the real dragon.
As long as the immortal brand of the holy dragon is destroyed, the holy dragon is completely dead.
Roar!
The black real dragon roared and grabbed it with one claw.
boom!
The dragon claws collided with God's Son's Spear of God's Punishment, making a violent roar, the black real dragon trembled, and God's Son also took two steps back.
The holy realm dragon, after all, has fallen for many years, and there is no trace of imprint left, and it is impossible to have the combat power before his death.
On the other side, the sword light flashed, and Wang Jian also appeared.
The black real dragon, the dragon swinging its tail, blocked the sword light of Wang Jian.
Then, the dragon's horns glowed, and two black rays of light burst out, slashing at the Son of God and Wang Jian.
God Son's Spear of God's Punishment shot again, defeating the black light.
On the other hand, Wang Jian also defeated the black light of the real dragon.
"Falling down for many years, I still want to resist, I will let you completely dissipate today!"
When the Son of God spoke, his eyebrows lit up, and a small tower flew out.
This is a small white jade pagoda. As soon as it flew out, it rapidly grew in size, filled with milky white holy light, and its momentum was astonishing.
"Saint Soldier!"
Someone whispered.
boom!
The Son of God used the holy soldiers, and with his cultivation level, he controlled the holy soldiers, and the power was amazing. The white jade pagoda, towards the black real dragon, suppressed it.
Roar!
The black real dragon roared, and the dragon claws slammed into the white jade tower, making a violent roar.
boom!
The White Jade Pagoda shook, but the corpse of the real dragon was also shaken by the bombardment, and it retreated again and again.
Then, the White Jade Pagoda bombarded down again, and although the real dragon roared again and again, it was suppressed.
Roar!
The black real dragon, with a loud roar, actually gave up the son of God, twisted his body, and rushed towards the sky above the hall.
It actually wanted to escape.
"Today, you can't escape!"
With a wave of God's hand, an inscription scroll appeared.
This inscription scroll opened, and the dense inscriptions shone.
hum!
A large formation emerged, suppressing the void.
"What a wonderful inscription scroll, it can actually ban the void!"
Beside the hall, Lu Ming's eyes narrowed.
This inscription scroll of the Son of God is very wonderful. It can forbid the void and imprison one side of the void. In this way, it is difficult for the black real dragon to escape.
"Son of God, you are so generous, you are even willing to take out such an ancient inscription rune scroll like God's Forbidden Void!"
Wang Jian opened his mouth.
"Humph!"
The son of God snorted coldly, stepped out, appeared above the black real dragon, the White Jade Pagoda, and wanted to suppress it again, completely erasing the brand of the black real dragon.
"Bubble..."
At this time, no one noticed that Lu Ming transmitted sound to the bubble on his shoulder.
Then, Bubble opened his mouth and waved his little paw forward.
Click! Click!
Above the hall, the piece of void that was imprisoned by the inscription scroll of God's Forbidden Void, shook like a wave of water, and then shattered like a glass.
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