MTL - Heavenly Lord of the Myriad Realms-Chapter 763 Deterioration (1)

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Ling Xiao Bao Dian, the dragon family resident.

In the huge palace, the water waves roll, and the tyrants are soaked in the water, showing the shape of a half man and a half dragon. He picked up a wave of waves in the huge pool, and the entire palace was soaked in water.

The eyes of the tyrants are congested, and the pupils seem to be able to spurt out the fire; his breathing is very heavy, and there are really two flames that are constantly ejected, and the water in the pool is completely boiled, and a large amount of steam is continuously ejected.

"The Son of Destiny... Why... Unfair!"

The tyrant screamed in anger, and he was dissatisfied with Chutian!

In the heart of the hegemony, only he is the only person who is the son of the destiny; in the heart of the hegemony, only he is worthy of the deaf child; in the simple cognition of the hegemony, only he is qualified to board the Holy Spirit. Throne!

He survived in the first round of the battle of destiny. In the second round of the battle of destiny, he finally killed the powerful target person and killed the other party’s subordinates and tribes. One hundred and forty-two people, all of whom are repaired by the tyrants themselves!

The dragon body of the tyrant is almost divided into three sections, and finally relies on a life-saving secret treasure given by an elder. He easily escaped to the Holy Spirit.

He was eagerly awaiting the third round of destiny, waiting for the moment he finally won, but he suddenly heard that Chutian became the final winner. There is no third round of competition, Chutian won this!

The Seventh Gate of the Seventh Regiment of the Rams acknowledged the identity of Chutian, and they joined forces to push Chutian to the throne of Datianzun. And the tyrants who participated in the second round of the fate of the fate of the battle, Junyan, was ordered to be trapped in the hall, and they were not allowed to step out of the hall, lest these arrogant youthful Jun Yan offended the majesty of Chutian!

"Why? Unfair!"

The screaming whispered, his dragon's horn gradually appeared in a trace of blood, and then his dragon's horn quickly turned to pure blood. The scales on his body gradually turned black, slow, firm, and gradually turned black.

A heart-rending sigh of anger has emerged from the body of the tyrant, and the tyrant has completely turned into a dragon.

A sound that reverberates in the hall, a trace of gray wind circling in the hall, thousands of small winds faintly visible in the white water vapor, the laughter of '嗤嗤' seems to be in the tyrant The heart is ringing.

"Angry? Is it unwilling? Just know what use is anger? That Chutian is so weak, you are stronger than him, you should kill him, steal his woman, **** his heavenly throne, grab Take everything he has. Life, gas, everything, you should be yours! Because, you are stronger than him!"

"What is the use of irritating here? Look at your sharp claws and lick your sharp teeth! Oh, how powerful you are, why do you want to stay here in vain, why not kill Chu? What about the day?"

"Kill him, everything is solved!"

"Kill him, everything is yours!"

A sigh of black gas from the inexplicable air in the inexplicable pouring into the body of the tyrant, has reached the half-step and the road to the extreme, at any time may break through the road to the tyrant to make a low cry, he suddenly raised his head Come, as he violently looked up, his dragon scales smashed and exploded into countless pieces to splatter around.

The dragon's dragon scales grew rapidly, and the new dragon scale became the same **** color as his dragon's horn.

Behind his brain, a large-diameter Tiandao disc emerges quietly, and a thumb-sized blood-colored light group is set on the disc. These originally dim light clusters are rapidly lit up, one after another. .

Conjunctions... and directly reach the high level of the ten heavens!

The black gas is still injecting into the body of the tyrant, and the tyrant is holding his head up and making a terrifying crazy dragon. With his long snoring, the huge hall where he was located shattered, and the clear water in the pool evaporated instantly. A large number of fires and hot air blasted around, and the palaces and pavilions in all directions collapsed one after another.

Here is the resident of the Dragon family. There are a large number of dragons living in the palace pavilions. They live in a large number of masters of the scales belonging to the dragon family, and there are many masters.

However, all the real powers of the United States gathered in the vicinity of Lingxiaobao Temple, waiting for the transfer of Chutian. The combined environment of the left-behind dragons’ residences is mostly repairs below three days, and the total number is only 30.

In particular, these masters of the combined environment are mostly monks who belong to the scales of the dragons, such as the Koi, the dragons, the pythons, the mysterious turtles, etc... Their talents are far less talented than the dragons, under the same realm. Dragons can easily crush the harmonious environment of these returning groups.

A slap in the hysterical squad, the horrible Longwei crushed the Quartet, and the more than 30 left-behind scales of the genus of the scales seemed to be smashed by the mountains, the souls were broken, the bodies collapsed, one by one. Crazy spit blood, staring at the boundless fear and staring at the **** tyrant.

"Hey... 孽 ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ...... ......

When he screamed, his body vacated and quickly became a pure dragon form. The body is three thousand miles long, and the number of claws is tens of thousands. The four claws are drawn all around, and the loud noise is constantly heard. The **** thunder descends from the sky. The palaces and palaces within a radius of Wanli are covered by flames. The earth is fierce. Shocked, it is this blow, at least thousands of dragons and returning ethnic groups have been beaten!

Fortunately, the size of the Lingbao Temple is very large, and the living conditions of the high-ranking monks are excellent. Every dragon has a temple for its residence. The population density in the vicinity is sparse, the number of dragons and the number of monks who belong to the ethnic group within a radius of not much.

This is the case, the smashing of thousands of dragons and the affiliation of ethnic minorities, but also the killing of more than a dozen of the three-day confession of the masters of the road to kill the spot, this loss is enough for the dragons Many elders are angry.

"Chutian... Your life is mine!"

The tyrants began to look up, ignoring the same family that had been attacked by him in all directions, shaking his head and rushing toward the main hall of the Lingxiao Hall.

At the same time as the smashing of the mad charge, a large black flame in the distant palace clusters flew up in the sky. It was the residence of the phoenix family. The moment when the black flame appeared, the same palace of the Wanli circle instantly disappeared into ashes. .

A sharp scream of laughter and the whistle of the tyrants echoed in the sky: "Chutian... Your life is mine!"