Chapter 733

His mouth and nose between the flowing rays, spray out of the Hongmeng fog, in the sunshine, he looks very strange. The whole body is hazy, and the sound of the Dragon comes from the body, and the sand dune under the body collapses instantly.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes: "here we are."

In a sand dune, the sand was blown away, revealing two skeletons, one large and one small.

The whole hell desert burned with red flames, but the place where the monks of the northwest alliance stayed was a pure land, which was not affected.

"In broad daylight, will your manifestation be affected?" Zhu Changsheng asked.

The king of Tibetans was reborn and became an old monk: "they chose to fight in the daytime, hoping that my combat power would be affected at this time. But it's OK. I can still fight. "

At the end of the sky, twenty immortal kings came together. Some races didn't arrive, so they obviously didn't want to make trouble.

Meng Xuan first saw a beautiful young man with white hair and a very strange temperament. He stepped forward and shrunk. Next to him was a lame man, limping, looking old and without the slightest spirit.

But it was this old man who made Zhu Changsheng feel thorny.

Then there was a tall figure with a head and a dragon body. His whole body was covered with golden scales. His eyes were as red as gems, reflecting a gorgeous neon in the sun.

He stepped on the earth, making a thump, and the red flame was crushed under his feet.

The first fairy king of the dragon people, dragon war!

"Meng Xiaobai, Meng Xuan, we have found out your origin. Follow me, or your compatriots in the northwest will have no place to live." Long Zhan said.

Boom.

More than a dozen breath appeared, and the world was shaking.

There are countless spots on the body, breathing the essence of heaven and earth. Like a dragon and snake, he looks up and stares at Meng Xuan: "follow me and find our soul back. I'm not against you!"

Meng Xuan asked, "if I get it back, can I still live?"

Long Zhan's voice is like thunder: "you can keep a whole corpse."

He was not sure that since Meng Xuan could find their souls back, he would be able to take them away again. To his level of cultivation, there must be no mistake.

"Bald ass, you can't stop it." The old Buddha came out and said directly. He has a very feminine voice and some spies.

The king of Tibet opened his eyes and glanced at him: "without this lame man around you, you would have died long ago."

Zhuyeqing around the king of Jiuyi mountain, Jingting around the king of Tibet, and the lame man around the old Buddha are all assistants with great reputation. The old Buddha remembered that he was almost shattered by the hand of Dalao Buddha, the king of Tibetans. If it wasn't for the lame man's last great wild foot to block the blow, he would have died long ago.

"I'll ask you, hand over Meng Xiaobai, or today we will raze your ashram to the ground?" Zijinteng asked.

"Red cloud, golden rattan, rattan light..." the king of Tibet laughed and was not afraid, "people, I don't know how to make friends. If you have the ability, come."

"Then fight." Longzhan is very strong. His tall body moves directly, but the speed is very fast. He raised a dragon's claw and stepped on the dizang king.

The Dharma of the king of Tibet is very exquisite. Before he moves, the fierce beast beside him suddenly opens his eyes. It was a pair of red, crazy beasts. It shakes its body, suddenly gets up, looks up to the sky and gives out a roar that shakes the sea of stars.

Roar!

I just heard that the blood gushed out of the mouth like a crazy lion. The blood turned into a fist the size of a hill, and exploded on the dragon's claw!

With a loud bang, the whole hell desert is cracking, and the yellow sand rushes into the clouds. Long Zhan could not help but back a few steps, and there was a slight pain in his feet.

Listening, he got up completely and stood there, with the dragon head and the Sphinx, beside the king of Tibet.

"Kill The two dragon immortals moved together, and the three immortals were in the shape of Pinzi, and they came directly to the king of Tibet.

Teng Zhao also moved. He turned into a huge thick vine. His body twisted like a dragon, and all the spots on his back lit up. Then, thousands of thumb thick and thin rays burst out, one after another, shooting at the king of Tibet.

The king of Tibet opened a light curtain, holding the lion seal in his left hand and the bottle seal in his right hand, and rowing with both hands. On the seal of his fist, a mad lion rushed out and shot at longzhan. The seal of the vase turned into a bottle of rivers.

River bottle suspended in the sky, the mouth of the bottle glowed, breathed crazily, and came with suction.

The yellow sand turned into a torrent and was swallowed by the vase. Teng Zhao was unstable and almost inhaled into the vase. There was a sharp color on the old face of the king of Tibet. He finally got up, one person against the four Immortal King's attack and kill, but not fall in the wind.

The old Buddha moved and killed the king of Tibet in the back.

"Da Luo fo Shou." The sky changed dramatically. Two huge palms and fingers suddenly fell from the sky, and they roared to the Buddha.

The old Buddha was surprised. This blow was aimed at him. But he was not an ordinary fairy king. With a roar, his eyebrows glowed, and a golden stele rushed out of it.

The stele rose against the wind and hit the hand of Da Luo Buddha.

Those two huge palms were so terrible that they almost took the place of the whole starry sky and collided with the stele.

With a loud bang, there were three earthquakes in the sky, and the monument was blown away. The speed of Da Luo Buddha's hand did not decrease, and he killed the old Buddha. The old Buddha's face was a little flustered.

At this time, the sky changed again, and a huge God foot came down from the sky and kicked Da Luo Buddha's hand.

Wei lame man's great waste falls to the sky!

Dahuang chuitian clan and Da Luo Buddha hands are anxious. With a click, there is a huge void crack in the sky, which spreads crazily into the distance. The cosmic wind blows out, and the two attacks fall into the cracks of the void and dissipate into invisibility.

And the king of Tibet moved again. His body pulled out tens of thousands of shadows in the same place, and his real body had already rushed to longzhan's body.

Compared with longzhan, his body is as small as a mole ant. But it's that tiny body that contains unlimited opportunities to kill. He rolled his throat bone and burst into a lion's roar.

Buddha's lion roar is very terrible, a roar almost to break the sky, bang in the dragon war body.

Long Zhan's huge body was blown away, his legs ploughed deep gullies on the ground, his chest had sunk down, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Do it together." Long Zhan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, tore the void with his right arm, and drew a spear from it.