"Idiot! Wake up, don't stop me!"
The mother of dragons was roaring and roaring, hysterically cursing at her brother's body.
The Donghuang chariot is like a big sun suspended in the void, and the Wushuang Yuanlong eyes are staring at the Dragon Mother emotionlessly. After being refined by the extremely evil Yu Yu, the Wushuang Yuanlong has become the most lethal war tool in Ji Hao's hands. Even though the Dragon Mother roared at the top of her lungs, he did not react at all.
"You, you, you... I should have swallowed you up from the beginning and made your whole body of essence and blood mine!" The Dragon Mother roared in anger. She didn't care about chasing Ji Hao, and fiercely held up the heavy golden staff. He killed Wushuang Yuanlong.
No matter what, this was her brother's body, and she couldn't let him fall into Ji Hao's hands.
The Wushuang Yuanlong's eyes spurted miles of blood, he raised his huge claws, and his long dragon tail whipped the void crazily, and he rushed towards the Mother of Dragons like a mad demon. Although it was just a puppet made from a dead corpse, Wushuang Yuanlong's fighting will was more pure and rounded. Every move was as if it were made in heaven, making the mother dragon miserable!
The huge skull transformed by the ancient evil boy roared towards Ji Hao, and Ji Hao used the Unparalleled Yuanlong to shatter the bone divine light she sprayed, which made the ancient evil boy extremely angry. She opened her big mouth, and countless thumb-sized bones turned into arrows and struck Ji Hao randomly. Wherever the white light passed, they left pale white traces in the void.
"Mr. Crow, old Fusang, I'll leave it to you!" Ji Hao said, "Haha!" He waved his sleeve vigorously, and Mr. Crow came out of his sleeve with a staff made of Fusang wood. Seeing the white arrows falling all over the sky, Crow Lord did not dare to use his body to resist. He forcefully thrust the palm of the fuso wood into the void. A burst of fire shot up into the sky, and the fuso wood returned to its original form.
The huge mulberry tree tens of thousands of miles high was blazing with flames all over its body. Circles of fire surrounded the huge tree trunk. The bone arrows spewed out by the ancient evil boy fell on the fire and kept making crisp sounds, and were burned into wisps in the blink of an eye. Light smoke.
"Ancient evil boy?" A huge face appeared on the trunk of the hibiscus tree. He squinted at the ancient evil boy and said slowly: "I slapped a tree root on you back then, and the little guy got scars. Have you forgotten the pain?”
The ancient evil boy's big mouth closed suddenly, and she stared blankly at Fusomu for a long time with a ghostly look. Her body suddenly turned into a girl's appearance, and she turned around and left without saying a word. Hundreds of miles away in the blink of an eye, the ancient evil boy eagerly joined the battle group of Taoist Gu Zun: "Brother, let me help you!"
Fusangmu snorted softly and looked at the Dragon Mother with wide eyes: "Why did you provoke this fierce woman? Back then, Zulong couldn't do anything to her... After all, it was a one-night couple and a hundred nights of kindness... Zulong took it. When she was suppressed by Haiyan, it was very sensational."
The Crow was squatting on the trunk of the hibiscus tree, tilting his head and looking at the Dragon Mother who was locked in a bitter fight.
Obviously, the elder brother and sister of Chaos Yuanlong are the main combat force. The mother of dragons was not his opponent when her brother was alive. The extremely evil Yu Yu used a secret method to concoct the Wushuang Yuanlong, and turned his ferocious power away. Her sexual and fighting instincts were raised to the extreme. As soon as Dragon Mother fought against Wushuang Yuanlong, she immediately fell into a total disadvantage.
With a sound of "chichi", there were several wounds on the mother dragon's body that were as deep as the bones. The Wushuang Yuanlong's claws tore open her scales and almost tore her body in half.
"Three Peng!!!" The Dragon Mother angrily spit out a ball of golden light to block the flying Wushuang Yuanlong, and roared hysterically high into the sky: "Why are the people you invited here all a bunch of trash? Not one of them Useful! Is there no one left? Stop that kid Ji Hao!"
The mother of dragons was extremely angry, extremely angry, and even more frightened beyond description.
After being suppressed in the eyes of the sea for countless years, she was tired of and extremely afraid of the life of never seeing the light of day. She didn't want to be suppressed for countless more years, but she knew that if Ji Hao really awakened those two sleeping saints, she would definitely end badly!
"You three idiots, knowing that these two guys are trapped here, why don't you kill them as soon as possible?" Mother Dragon complained naggingly: "Look what kind of idiots you got, one of them is useful There is nothing, nothing useful, it’s all trash, trash, trash!”
As soon as he finished speaking, a long roar was heard. A Bao held a sledgehammer filled with purple electricity and struck Zang Yuanzi dozens of times like a whirlwind, forcibly killing Zang Yuanzi three times and twenty. The four-armed Dharma image was beaten to pieces. Zang Yuanzi howled miserably and flew dozens of miles away, lying on the clouds in embarrassment and vomiting blood.
Turtle Ling let out a long roar, and sprayed out a black mine from her mouth. There was a thunderous explosion, and the seven or eight Taoists who were against her were blown to pieces, their bodies were blackened, their limbs were shattered, and they all fell backwards in embarrassment. fall back.
Wudang, Jin Ling, and the disciples of Taoist Yu Yu even showed off their skills. They formed a sword formation, and the sword energy spread across the group of Yuanzi's disciples. They were beaten all over the mountain, and more than half of them were killed instantly. Of the physical body, only the Tao Fei Yuanling was left and fled in embarrassment.
The disciples of Da Equator and Qingwei Taoist also threw out various rare treasures one after another. Kunpeng, Xiang Liu and the Heart-eating Nine Sons were beaten to a pulp and kept retreating, but Taoist Xuandu released a round of Yin Yang Bagua to death. They were stuck to death, unable to retreat even if they retreated, and could not be beaten again and again. They were all screaming in embarrassment.
Ji Hao looked back at the battle group and couldn't help laughing loudly.
Colorful figures rushed toward Ji Hao one after another. All kinds of illusions kept flashing, and the fragrance, mist, and all kinds of beautiful fairy music continued. Ji Hao shouted loudly and hit the Pangu Bell with all his strength with both fists.
"Mu Taoist, Hua Taoist... your clones are not in contact with your true self?" Ji Hao shouted: "Wake up, wake up, wake up! Your old lair is going to be overturned!"
With a loud bang, a figure standing tall on the Pangu Bell quietly emerged. The misty light turned into a large rain of light and fell from the sky, falling softly on this circular land mass. Countless colorful figures were splashed by the clear light, and they all made shrill screams and fled around in embarrassment. The clear light slowly fell on the two gods lying on the ground, and they suddenly opened their eyes.
In their eyes, there are the cycles of the four seasons, the cycle of life and death, the sun, moon, and stars coming and going, and the billions of sentient beings in the three thousand worlds struggling and wandering in the world of mortals. Ji Hao looked at each other, as if he had spent countless kalpas in the blink of an eye. He even felt that his Taoist heart had become dull and lifeless, like an old man who had practiced for countless kalpas.
"That's it!" The two gods sat upright at the same time. They each stretched out a hand and clasped together. Suddenly, a large golden flame swept out from their body.
With two sounds of "dong dong", their bodies suddenly annihilated into immeasurable golden light, and then from the golden light, two figures gradually condensed.
"Nirvana... Dacheng!" Ji Hao's pupils shrank to the size of needle tips, and he watched helplessly as the Bodhi tree and the colorful divine lotus were annihilated.
(End of chapter)