A powerful force came to suppress everyone. wwW. QUaNbEn-xIAoShUO. cOm makes people feel an irresistible feeling for no reason.
"Dang!" "Dang!"...
With the sound of a long spear thrusting into the ground, three thousand soldiers tried hard to resist the suppression of this powerful force, trying to prevent themselves from being suppressed.
Faced with such a mighty power, Yan Chuan was unaffected. As he took a step forward, Yan Chuan's eyes widened.
Yan Chuan's previous emperor's will burst out through his eyes.
"boom!"
The will of the emperor is like Tianwei!
"hold head high!"
Vaguely, a dragon groan rushed towards the fuzzy clone.
Long Yin was huge, and he came right, and the fuzzy clone seemed to suddenly see a golden dragon head of ten feet in size.
The dragon's horn is majestic, the eyes are angry, the dragon's beard is majestic, and the dragon's mouth is vast!
"Ang～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～!"
Following Yan Chuan's will, Jinlong roared with extreme anger, the huge dragon's roar impacted, and the vague avatar that shook suddenly vibrated strongly.
"Why... !" The fuzzy clone seemed to have a voice stuck in his throat, and under the huge dragon's might, he couldn't say much.
"Ang～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～!"
Long Yin is long, and Yan Chuan will keep suppressing the fuzzy clone if he doesn't withdraw his will.
The fuzzy clone trembled more and more violently, Yan Chuan's will, as if to completely disperse the fuzzy clone's cohesion.
"How is it possible?" The clone one who was fighting with the white tiger in the distance turned his head fiercely.
The second clone who fought with Mo Yuxi turned his head back and looked at Yan Chuan in astonishment.
"A mortal, he's just a mortal!" Clone No. 2 showed a disbelief.
The second clone is about to rush towards Yanchuan.
"call!"
A figure suddenly stood in front of him. It's Mo Yuxi.
"Go? You can't leave!" Mo Yuxi sneered.
While blocking the second clone, Mo Yuxi also glanced at Yan Chuan's direction. A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Although I don't know what the fuzzy clone saw, Mo Yuxi understands that it must be a will impact, Yan Chuan's will? Why is Yan Chuan's will so strong? Can actually suppress the cohesion of fuzzy clones
Yan Chuan's image in Mo Yuxi's heart became increasingly blurred. How capable is he
On the other side, Bai Hu was equally surprised, but also quickly stopped the first clone. Waiting for Yan Chuan to wake up Qinglong.
In Yan Chuan's eyes, the hostility is getting heavier and heavier, and the impact of will is getting stronger and stronger, suppressing the vague clone fiercely.
"Boom!" "Asshole!"
The fuzzy clone broke apart with a blast, and was finally overwhelmed by the impact, and was dissipated by Yan Chuan's will.
However, Yan Chuan’s volition did not stop. Instead, he stared at this cyan spirit, his eyes became fiercer, and he took a step, with a might of majesty, and with the power of will, he forced the cyan spirit back. In the pores of Qinglong, he forced back into Qinglong's body.
In the distance, Mo Yuxi and Bai Hu suddenly showed gratitude.
Essence leakage can be recovered. However, if Yan Chuan left it alone now, and those essence qi dissipated, Qinglong's vitality would be greatly injured.
Now that he was forced back into his body, even though he was still injured, but his vitality was not damaged, he would be able to recover with a little recuperation.
Every time Yan Chuan took a step, a part of the essence was forced back into Qinglong's body, step by step, the outside essence became less and less.
The three thousand soldiers watched Yan Chuan force back their spirits, all their faces flushed, and their hearts were surging, and they worshipped endlessly.
Yan Chuan finally walked in front of Qinglong.
Facing the sleeping Qinglong, Yan Chuan's fingers flashed with golden light, and he nodded towards Qinglong's eyebrows.
"Wake up!" Yan Chuan shouted in a deep voice.