Rebirth of the Earth Immortal Venerable

Yan Qingcheng said, "Brother, let's go together!"

Chen Songzi frowned and said, "You are injured, so stay here!"

Yan Qingcheng smiled miserably: "Brother, I understand your kindness. If you can't hold them back, I will die when they get here!"

"So, it's better to let us fight to the last minute!"

Chen Songzi knew that what Yan Qingcheng said was the truth, and nodded, "Okay!"

The two stood at the door of the villa again, like two door gods, looking at those people like Lin Wannian with death.

At this moment, Lin Wannian is still moving towards the members of the Dragon Group. Although the Dragon Group is fully prepared and has fierce firepower, the bullets will always run out.

Moreover, the opponent is a powerful warrior of the gods. Soon, the firepower of the Dragon Group could no longer resist the advancement of Lin Wannian and others.

Long Yi acted decisively and shouted coldly: "Spread it away and act according to plan!"

"Yes!"

Dozens of members of the dragon group, shattered into pieces, rushed to the warriors separately.

Lin Wannian and the others froze for a moment. They thought these people would flee. They didn't expect that instead of fleeing, they continued to culminate the less powerful warriors.

This time, the popularity of Lin Wannian and others was ruined, this was deliberately to wipe out their roots in the ancient martial world!

"court death!"

Lin Wannian and others stopped keeping them, and started hunting down those dragon team members.

In front of the power of the gods, the grandmaster basically had no resistance. A dozen of the powers of the gods took action, and more than a dozen members of the dragon group died tragically in one round.

Long Yi quietly watched the dragon team members be killed, his face was indifferent, but his heart was dripping blood.

Looking at Chen Songzi and Yan Qingcheng standing at the entrance of the villa, Long Da yelled: "Don't leave yet, do you want my brothers to die in vain?"

Chen Songzi and Yan Qingcheng's expressions were heavy, they couldn't tell their sufferings, and it was Chen Mo who asked them to hold on for another half an hour, and they couldn't help it. Even, he couldn't give Long Yi any answer.

Seeing that the two of Chen Songzi did not move, and had no intention to retreat, Long Yi quickly rushed over, grabbed the collar of Chen Songzi's robe, and shouted, "Why don't you leave? Now, it's your turn!"

Chen Songzi whispered: "I'm sorry, Master asked us to hold on for another half an hour!"

Long was stunned for a moment, looking at Chen Songzi's dull face.

"what!"

"It's all this time, what else does he want to do? If he listens to the chief, and temporarily avoids his edge, my brothers will not die for him!"

"If he dies, my brothers will die in vain! No, he must go anyway!" Long roared loudly.

After speaking, he wanted to rush into the villa.

However, he was stopped by Chen Songzi.

Chen Songzi looked at Long Yi and said in a solemn voice: "I believe in Master!"

Chen Songzi's eyes were full of firmness. It was a trust in Chen Mo, higher than the sky and deeper than the sea.

Long Yi glared at him, then was infected by his gaze.

"Well, I believe you, I hope we don't let us die in vain!"

After speaking, Long turned around and flew towards Lin Wannian.

Losing their firepower advantage, the members of the Dragon Group were vulnerable to a dozen or so gods.

Within a few minutes, all members of the dragon group, including Long Yi, fell to the ground.

Lin Wannian seemed to be puzzled, turned around to look at Chen Songzi and Yan Qingcheng, and said coldly: "You didn't take the opportunity to escape? Very good, then go to death!"

After finishing talking, Lin Wannian stepped out, came directly to five meters in front of the two of them, and cut out with a sword.

"Kaishan!" Chen Songzi did not hesitate, and Tianxuan greeted him with three fists.

Today's Chen Songzi broke through to the God Realm earlier than Yan Qingcheng, but Chen Songzi's overall strength was about the same as Yan Qingcheng, and he was still not Lin Wannian's opponent.

In addition, there are other powerhouses in the gods who are watching from the sidelines, if they hadn't seen Lin Wannian at ease, they would have taken action long ago.

Chen Songzi was cut back with a sword by Lin Wannian, vomiting blood, and knelt on one knee.

Yan Qingcheng asked nervously, "Brother, can you still fight again?"

"Yes!" Chen Songzi wiped off the blood from the corners of his mouth, stood up, and stared coldly at Lin Wannian in midair.

"What a tough perseverance, but what a pity!"

"Go to hell!" Lin Wannian yelled, condescendingly slashed at Chen Songzi with a sword.

The powerful sword aura once again presented a galaxy, which contained Lin Wannian's 100% skill.

Chen Songzi sighed in his heart: "Master, the disciples have failed!"

After speaking, Chen Songzi flew up to meet him.

"The Prohibition of the Three Fists of the Profound Sky!"

Chen Songzi's strength was always inferior to Lin Wannian, even if he was better than Lin Wannian in his moves, he couldn't beat it.

One sword broke Chen Songzi's attack, then knocked Chen Songzi upside down and flew out, hitting a small tree.

Lin Wannian looked at Yan Qingcheng: "It's your turn!"

Yan Qingcheng mobilized all the spiritual power in his body, ready to make the final blow.

Ouch!

At this time, a dragon roar shook the sky and the earth, the clouds in the sky rolled, and a huge pressure suddenly enveloped everyone's hearts.

The cloud is from the dragon, and the wind is from the tiger.

A ten-foot-long figure tumbling in the sea of ​​clouds, and then everyone saw a scene that was unforgettable for a lifetime.

A fiery red dragon rolled down from the sea of ​​clouds, and the horns of the horns were all visible.

"Dragon, it's a real dragon, I actually saw a real dragon!"

"It's a real dragon, my God, there really are dragons in this world!"

"Who brought a mobile phone, take a picture!"

The warriors yelled in excitement, and some even waved to the fire dragon in the sky.

Even Lin Wannian and others were shocked and dumbfounded.

"This, this is really a dragon!"

"How come there are dragons here?"

Looking at the fire dragon, Lin Wannian had a bad feeling in his heart: "Is this dragon raised by Master Chen?"

Seeing the fire dragon appear, Yan Qingcheng couldn't help but relax. For half an hour, she might be able to hold it back.

The divine soul of the scarlet-scaled spirit snake was conceived in the Great Zhou Heavenly Gathering Magic Array. It had already cultivated an entity and transformed into a flood dragon.

Chen Mo asked it to guard the Yangui Lake Villa, appearing at the most critical moment.

Now it appears.

Roar!

The Jiaolong spit out a flame, aimed at the warriors who yelled.

Immediately, some warriors who bore the brunt were burned to ashes by the dragon's breath.

"No, be careful everyone!" Lin Wannian yelled in panic, this dragon was really raised by Master Chen.

"Everyone, let's kill the flood dragon!" Lin Wannian said, looking at the other martial artists of the divine realm.

"Unexpectedly, this Master Chen can even raise the dragon, which really opened my eyes to me!" The middle-aged man in white said with a sigh on his face.

Lin Wannian said: "This is not a real dragon, but an evolution of monsters living in the bloodline of the Flood Dragon. If it is a real dragon, I am afraid that we people will be blasted into scum!"

"Yes, Brother Lin has good eyesight. The time for this dragon to transform into a dragon is still short. If we give it more time, we can only become its mouth food."

"How about let's have a feat of slaying the dragon this time?" Lin Wannian said with a high spirits and laughed.

"Wish to go!"

"Haha, I want to go too!"

More than a dozen powerhouses in the **** realm flew up, making Zhan all his best and fighting the dragon.

Although the Jiaolong is powerful, as Lin Wannian said, its time to transform the dragon is still short, and its current strength is not enough to contend with more than a dozen powerful gods.

However, persisting for half an hour should still be fine.

Yan Qingcheng looked at the dragon in the sky, and said in his heart: "Xiao Hong, please."