Seeing two obvious cracks appear on his dragon ball, Zulong also felt very painful in his heart, and of course, he was also very surprised.
Over the years, in order to condense this dragon ball, he did not know how much painstaking efforts and materials he had spent. Zulong thought that his own dragon ball was comparable to the innate treasure in quality, but he didn't know that it would be damaged in the end.
"As expected of the Dragon Ball of Zulong, it's really terrifyingly strong!" Feeling that the two divine swords of Zhuxianjian and Juxianjian had received some hidden wounds, and even moaned in a low voice, Luo Hu's heart was shocked , also secretly sighed.
However, although the power of this dragon ball is shockingly strong, thinking about Zulong's identity, Luo Hu feels that it is not unacceptable.
After all, the strength of Dragon Ball is not only related to the painstaking efforts poured into it, but also the materials, and the uncrowned emperor of the Great Desolate Continent, how can Zulong lack materials
"Hurry up" and calm down, Luo Hu continued to manipulate his pair of divine swords, and slashed towards Zulong. At the same time, he shouted loudly at Shi Qilin.
This time Luo Hu learned a lot smarter. Under his control, the two divine swords turned into two directions and attacked the Zulong.
No matter how strong the dragon ball is, there is only one after all, isn't it? Can it still resist the attack of its own two swords at the same time
Sure enough, facing the divine swords attacking him from both left and right sides at the same time, Zulong could only control the dragon ball and bump towards Zhuxian sword.
At the same time, the extremely tenacious dragon claws directly grabbed another Absolute Immortal Sword.
At the same time, looking at the nine-story pagoda raised again, Zulong twisted his body, and the huge dragon tail ruthlessly pulled towards the pagoda.
It's a good move, and the dragon wags its tail.
The Dragon Ball and the Zhuxian Sword collided, and the naked eye could see that the Zhuxian Sword was like a toothpick colliding with an iron ball. It seemed that without any effort, the Dragon Ball directly knocked the Zhuxian Sword away.
If you look carefully, you will definitely be able to see several hair-thin cracks left on the Zhuxian Sword.
In the same way, a divine dragon swung its tail and slapped fiercely on the nine-story pagoda.
Although the pagoda is strong, Zulong's physical body is not weak either. Under one blow, the power of this magic weapon was actually resisted by Zulong's physical strength.
However, the dragon claw that was poking towards the Juexian Sword suddenly spattered with dragon blood.
Although the physical body is strong, it is difficult to resist the sharpness of the Juexian sword. I saw that the Juexian sword left a huge wound on the dragon's claw, and the terrible dragon's blood spilled from midair as if it didn't cost money.
The injury became more and more serious. Although Zulong's dragon ball was very powerful, after all, there was only one dragon ball. Under the cooperation of Luo Hu and Shi Qilin, Zulong was completely powerless to fight back.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that with the passage of time, it is only a matter of time before Zulong loses or even gets killed.
"Ah...", looking at the scene in front of them, even many phoenixes watching the battle secretly sighed, unable to bear to watch.
After all, Zulong is the uncrowned emperor of the entire Great Desolate Continent. Unexpectedly, because he came to the Wutong Temple alone, he encountered the joint attack of Qilin and Luohu at the same time.
It was like a natural trap, but Zulong jumped into it by himself.
There were more and more scars. As the battle progressed, the cyan dragon body of the ancestor dragon almost turned into a red blood dragon, and there were scars left by the Zhuxian sword and Juxian sword all over his body.
Countless dragon blood continuously overflowed from these wounds. Because of the excessive blood loss, Zulong already felt a little cold all over his body, and even his consciousness gradually became blurred.
In fact, Zulong also thought about running for his life, but Zulong couldn't accept that, as the uncrowned emperor of the Great Desolate Continent, he ran for his life hastily.
Therefore, no matter how hard the fight was, Zulong never made the decision to run for his life.
As the patriarch of the dragon clan, no matter what kind of crisis he faces, there are only dragon clans who die in battle, and absolutely no dragon clan who flee for their lives.
"He's dying!" Seeing that Zulong's injuries were getting worse and his movements seemed to be starting to slow down, Luo Hu said with a deep smile on his face.
Following his words, the Immortal Execution Sword and the Immortal Absolute Sword danced more intensively, and the positions pointed by the blades were always around Zulong's head, throat and heart. Opportunity, Zulong was killed in one fell swoop.
The Shi Qilin next to him naturally felt that the state of the ancestor dragon was not very good, and he was overjoyed. He also controlled his own nine-storey pagoda, continuously sending out more intensive and magnificent attacks, and smashed at the ancestor dragon one after another. In the past, it has brought heavy pressure.
The injuries on Zulong's body are getting worse and worse, and they have reached the point where they have begun to affect their combat effectiveness.
If things go on like this, as his injuries get worse, his strength will become weaker and weaker. Let alone trying to make a comeback, at the end of the day, even if he wants to escape, it will be almost impossible.
However, seeing the injuries on Zulong's body getting more and more serious, and the situation getting more and more serious, suddenly, there were bursts of faint fairy sounds in the sky and the earth, and at the same time, it seemed that the sky and the earth could see Bursts of dense light.
Immediately afterwards, an old man wearing a white Taoist robe and white beard and hair appeared from the void, walked through the void step by step, and came to Zulong's side.
Seemingly walking very slowly, but soon appeared beside Zulong.
call out!
A radiant cold light streaked across the air, and the Immortal Execution Sword turned into a beam of radiance, attacking Zulong like lightning.
However, the Taoist held a whisk in his hand, and he waved it lightly. Immediately, he could see the countless silk threads rising in the wind, turning into countless dense silk threads and wrapping around the Zhuxian Sword.
Although the sharp sword light cut off countless silk threads, there were more and more threads entwined one after another, gradually binding the Zhuxian Sword.
"What!?" Looking at his Zhuxian sword, which was actually blocked by someone, Luo Hu's eyes froze slightly, with a look of disbelief.
With Luo Hu's cultivation and the sharpness of the Zhuxian Sword, there are only a handful of people in the entire Great Desolate Continent who can block his Zhuxian Sword, right
However, this guy who appeared could actually block his own attack
Shocked, Luo Hu looked carefully at the old Taoist in front of him, and immediately his expression changed, and at the same time he exclaimed in surprise: "Hongjun? Is it you?".
While talking, Luo Hu carefully looked Hongjun up and down for a moment, then said with a puzzled and dazed look on his face, "You, you feel a little different, what's going on with you?".
Hong Jun and Luo Hu naturally recognized each other, after all, they fought a battle for Boros.
Moreover, at the beginning of Pangu's creation, Hongjun's identity was also one of the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods.
However, at this time, Luo Hu looked at Hongjun carefully, and he couldn't detect the slightest chaotic demonic energy from his body, but instead gave people a natural and refreshing feeling, which completely ran counter to the demonic energy, right
"Luo Hu, Zulong can't die here today," Hongjun said, neither happy nor sad, just staring at Luo Hu quietly.
"Oh? Even you have become a lackey of the Dragon Clan?".
Hearing Hongjun's words, it was obvious that he came to help Zulong, Luo Hu narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice.
"I'm just following the path of the way of heaven, no matter what, looking at you, it's hard to understand what the way of heaven is. You just need to know that today's Zulong shouldn't die here."
Shaking his head, Hongjun talked about the way of heaven, but seeing that everyone was at a loss, he had no intention of explaining, and just seriously said something that everyone present could understand.
"You are? Hongjun?" At this time, Shi Qilin's eyes also fell on Hongjun's body. After looking up and down for a while, he asked in surprise.
Hongjun, to be honest, his reputation in the Great Desolation is not low. After all, he has a close relationship with the God of War Poros, and his strength is no less than that of the God of War Poros. This is enough for people in the Great Desolate Continent to remember his name. .
However, logically speaking, with Hongjun's strength, he should be slightly inferior to Luo Hu, right? How could it stop Luo Hu's Zhu Xian sword
Regarding Shi Qilin's words, Luo Hu did not answer, but just focused on Luo Hu. Obviously, Luo Hu was the focus of his attention.
"Hmph, Hongjun? I've heard of your name a long time ago, but today I want to weigh how much you weigh."
Seeing that Hongjun's attention was all on Luo Hu, and actually belittled himself, Shi Qilin snorted coldly and said bluntly. While speaking, he sacrificed the nine-story golden pagoda and smashed it directly at Hongjun's side. come over.
However, looking at the nine-story pagoda that Shi Qilin smashed over, Hongjun didn't seem to care too much, and just stretched out his palm lightly.
It seems that Hongjun's palm has not changed in any way, but his palm suddenly magnifies countless times, enough to grasp the illusion of the entire prehistoric world.
The nine-story pagoda fell directly into Hongjun's hands, and the huge pagoda turned into an exquisite small pagoda, like an ornament.
He gently weighed the pagoda in his palm, and finally, Hongjun flipped his palm and put the pagoda away: "This pagoda looks pretty good, so I'm not polite to accept it." ".
"You bastard, put down my Xuanhuang Pagoda!".
Seeing that his treasure was taken away by Hongjun as soon as he made a move, Shi Qilin's face changed drastically, and he shouted in surprise and anger, his figure was like lightning, and he rushed towards Hongjun viciously.
boom!
However, seeing Shi Qilin rushing towards him, Hongjun stretched out his palm and patted it.
With a loud noise, Shi Qilin's figure couldn't even get close, and was directly sent flying by the palm.