"Roar."
Just when the storm Yinglong was about to hit the six deep rays of light head-on, waves of dragons shook the sky at the same time.
The Chiyan Flood Dragon, Frost Ancient Dragon, Thunder Cloud Dragon, Earth Earth Dragon, and Yaojin Yuanlong five-headed dragons appeared all over Storm Yinglong at the same time.
"Let us break through all obstacles for you."
"The storm should be a dragon, it's up to you."
The five-headed dragon roared in a low voice, and the energy that had already been ready to explode all of a sudden rushed out, turning into a five-color energy beam, and rushed to the six deep rays fearlessly.
Storm Ying Long's eyes flashed, and the five companions who stared at him slammed into the net of light without any response.
It knows that only by successfully inheriting the inheritance of the Wind Dragon Emperor is the best response to these companions.
Punch, punch, punch.
Whether it’s alive or dead, it has to rush over
"Here, where did these nasty dragons come from?"
Silver Wolf looked at the five-headed dragon that had directly pierced through his own killing light, and a deep shock also rose in his heart.
Just before it digested the shock in its heart, the five dragons that had broken through the attacking rays of light had already rushed down towards it overwhelmingly.
"Yanlong roars."
"Frozen gun forest."
"Thunderbolt."
"The earth is dead."
"Golden yuan broke out."...
Behind him was an explosion roaring with the ultimate compression of spiritual power, and the four sharp claws of Storm Yinglong clenched into fists subconsciously.
It knows that even those dragon companions have reached the peak of the supreme state, but facing the demon generals of the supreme king state, it is still difficult to sustain it for too long.
It must not fail.
"Boom."
A magical beam of light the size of an arm suddenly appeared, directly piercing Storm Yinglong's body.
The dragon's blood spurted out, and the storm yelled. The dragon's eyes widened suddenly, and the huge body seemed to drain all its strength in an instant, and fell to the ground.
And it was only less than 30 meters away from the altar.
But it knew that its vitality was fading at a rate like a flood bursting a bank.
After all, is it a failure after all.
"Hmph, a little wind dragon, still wanting to get the inheritance of the wind dragon emperor?"
Above the void, a body gradually emerged from the black mist. It was a monster only the size of a human child, with a rickety body, an indigo-colored body and sharp ears and fangs.
Resolutely is the last of the Four Demon Generals, the Indigo Ghost.
"Master Demon God's recovery requires some dragon crystals to provide energy. There are so many complete dragons here. So many dragon crystals are definitely a great tonic for Master Demon God."
"It's just right, then take your knife first and take out your dragon crystal."
The indigo ghost sneered at the corner of his mouth, looking at the ground, the storm Yinglong whose chest had been completely penetrated, his palm was lifted lightly, and an indigo energy ball was accumulating quickly.
Storm Yinglong's teeth clenched, and its internal organs were all hard to repair. At this time, there was no power to move its wings. But those eyes were still staring tightly at the altar that was 30 meters away, close at hand.
There is only one last step away from the altar, and it is not reconciled.
Storm Yinglong's willpower broke out completely at this moment. It was already on the verge of death, and its vitality was almost exhausted. Its limbs were gripping the ground tightly and unwilling to move toward the altar.
However, it has no power for a long time, and every time it moves, it is only one meter.
The thin blood sprayed from the wound dragged a long blood trail on the ground behind him.
"Hmph, humble reptile, this demon will give you a ride."
The Indigo Ghost smiled grimly, and with one finger, the energy ball instantly turned into a beam of light, and shot towards Storm Yinglong's neck.
"The ninth formula of the Shura sword art, the slaughter of the sword soul."
Just when the light beam that penetrated the earth fell, a figure suddenly appeared on the body of Storm Yinglong.
Qin Shaoyang stood on a virtual body, his eyes were extremely deep, and he looked directly at the beam of light bursting from the sky, and his low and bursting shouts were like squeezing out from his throat.
The next moment, the body did not move, but an energy body of the same size, completely converged by the sword intent, charged towards the beam of light with the sword.
The sword soul soared into the sky, and the beam of light that was originally indestructible was now split apart by the sword soul. With undiminished prestige, he slashed towards the indigo ghost who displayed the beam of light.
The indigo ghost's blue-black pupils suddenly shrank, trying to pull away to escape and retreat, but his body seemed to be locked by the aura of the sword soul, and he couldn't move a bit. When he finally broke free from the lock of the Qi machine, his body was already penetrated by the sword soul.
"boom."
The body of the indigo ghost suddenly shattered, an indigo-colored bead suspended in the void,
After a while, the beads suddenly expanded like an inflated balloon, and limbs and heads grew out of it.
With a puff, the body of the indigo ghost reunited, but deep fear rose in his eyes.
Just under the carelessness, the human body was smashed into pieces by the sword.
This is the first time in thousands of years that someone can really hurt him. If it weren't for the existence of the Demon Race with the Demon Orb, it would really die just now.
With the help of the secret space, Qin Shaoyang directly teleported to Baofeng Yinglong's side. He didn't even bother with the resurrected Indigo Ghost, and glanced down at Baofeng Yinglong. His eyes were extremely deep.
"I will take you over. Whether you succeed or not, I will guard you to the end."
Qin Shaoyang's palms and a curse seal, the invisible spiritual power is like a pair of giant hands, directly holding the body of Storm Yinglong, and placing it on the altar.
Then he raised his eyes again, looking directly at the indigo ghost in the sky, as well as the red devils, silver wolves, and red snakes that had already gathered.
At this moment, the anger in his eyes was burning fiercely like a flame. The phalanx was already white because of too much force.
A pair of shoulders trembled slightly.
"Today, neither of you nor I will let go."
In his heart, Long Chong was never a tool for him to enhance his strength, but a true companion full of fetters.
I don't know how many times in life and death, it was because of the existence of the dragon pet that he could survive.
However, when the dragon pets needed him most, he failed to protect them.
Regardless of whether Storm Yinglong can inherit the wind dragon emperor's inheritance, Qin Shaoyang has decided that no matter what price he pays, he must pay the blood of Tu Longdian.
Chiyan Jiaolong, Frost Ancient Dragon, Thunder Cloud Dragon, Earth Earth Dragon, Yaojin Yuanlong, and Teng Longhuang stand behind Qin Shaoyang.
At this moment, they all felt the fury in Qin Shaoyang's body. This was an end battle.
Either the four demons of the Dragon Slaying Hall will all be wiped out, or they will fight to the last drop of blood.
"Kill me."
Qin Shaoyang screamed violently, and took the lead, with Broken Sword ruling to stand sideways.
Six-headed dragon pets such as the Chiyan Jiaolong followed closely behind, fearing death.