A section of the keel is red all over and contains endless ferocious gas. It is horizontal here for endless years, but it still emits the breath of innocent dragons, and hundreds of millions of vacuum virtual shadows are born with the keel.
It''s hard to imagine how strong the keel is. The glittering keel is gorgeous and bright, hazy with the gas of great ferocity!
"Good guy."
Daoling was shocked. The keel was so powerful that it was of great use to him. It was enough to help Daoling improve the real dragon soldiers, and even the real dragon soldiers would go further!
"Good!"
The Dan emperor was very happy. If the sacrifice was completed, the flesh of Daoling and the power of the real dragon soldiers would be extremely terrifying!
The value of this section of keel is too amazing, releasing the monstrous spirit and emitting the vast and endless real dragon field!
"How can your separation be so strong?"
Song Shuiqiu was stunned. It was hard for her to imagine that this was Daoling''s separation. His separation was too powerful than his body. He was like an invincible hero who was arrogant in nine days and ten places, stronger than a proud woman like Bei Ping, who trembled under Daoling''s strongest separation.
During these two years of hard cultivation, how can Daoling survive for no reason? His combat power soared, and the origin repeated itself. His strongest self-cultivation is the primitive Sutra, the strongest heavenly skill in the original vein. Once it broke out, the whole treasure body flashed bright and endless primitive celestial traces!
"Who are you? Dare to fight with us!"
The three prospective emperors were all angry, especially the old man of Song family, yuan, who always thought he was the fisherman. Unexpectedly, another one jumped out. The holy light emitted by Daoling''s strongest body was too bright to see his specific face at all.
Seeing the moment when Daoling rushed to the keel, the three heavily hit prospective emperors ignored the shopping and dived directly.
These three prospective emperors are fighting for their lives. Although they have suffered heavy losses, the Qi machine is still extremely terrifying. The vague order forces are flying all over the sky, and thousands of weights fall down. Every order force can crush the strong!
The strongest part of Daoling stood in the void, and the whole flesh shell clanged, like a supreme heavenly soldier waking up here, hazy with endless immortal immortals, and scattered unparalleled terrorist currents!
The original holy power was fluctuating and roaring. The power of this split was crazy to the peerless level. The power of the three quasi emperors jointly covered it. Although Daoling split and shook, it was not suppressed by the town.
This shocked them all. What a tyrannical body it was. It was simply a heavenly soldier waking up here!
"Hum!"
When Daoling looked back, he snorted coldly. It seemed that a fairy world had been opened in his body. The bright light radiation of nature, accompanied by the thick chaotic fog, was rising, and the power of the three quasi emperors was forcibly opened.
This is the 33rd heaven waking up. The strongest part of Daoling stands on the top of the 33rd heaven, and the diffuse Qi machine shakes this ancient life forbidden zone!
"Lucky heavenly soldier, is he a hero of the upper clan!"
These people''s faces suddenly changed, and there was a color of fear in their eyes. No matter which family they came from, they could not provoke them.
The 33rd heaven opened an eternal time and space, and Daoling''s palm stretched down and grabbed it towards the keel.
This scene made the three prospective emperors angry, and Bei Zheng angrily shouted, "if you don''t explain your origin clearly, you still want to get this keel, sorry we can''t promise!"
"Boom!"
This ancient forbidden area of life was shaking, and the three quasi emperors drank angrily one after another, sacrificed the supreme treasure of their own lives, and erupted into a sea of vague order forces, all of which wanted to reverse the power of the origin of the universe!
The three quasi emperors joined hands, and the thirty-three heavy heavens were shaken. The three treasures sacrificed were extremely shocking, and their breath was connected together. With the power of the quasi emperor, it was released, making the thirty-three heavy heavens rustle and tremble.
"The quasi emperor is really a big deal. Even if it is a severely damaged quasi emperor, it is difficult for the three quasi emperors to join hands with the thirty-three heavens to resist."
Daoling is a little suffocating. Although his body is strong, he is not facing the weak after all. However, Daoling''s momentum is still terrible. Standing in the thirty-three heavens, he wants to dominate the world, interwoven with bright heavenly traces of creation, scattering vast and endless power, and the power to block the three quasi emperors is immortal!
"How strong!"
Daoling''s palm has touched the keel, but there is a kind of peerless power left in the keel, which blocks Daoling''s palm, and even his palm is shaking, which is about to be shattered by the breath of the keel!
This keel is so overwhelming that ordinary people can''t take it away at all!
This makes Daoling very excited, which shows that there are many sources of strength in the keel, and the real dragon soldiers will be more powerful!
"Damn!"
The three quasi emperors looked ferocious, and their strength was difficult to force back the thirty-three heavy heavens. They could only watch Daoling continue to suppress the natural forces.
"How can his separation be so strong?"
Song Shuiqiu''s heart was full of shock. In his heart, he was surprised and secretly said, "if it goes on like this, the three prospective emperors will be exhausted sooner or later."
Song Shuiqiu originally thought that this matter would come to an end, and Daoling got the keel, but she didn''t expect a strong man to come so soon, and the person who killed him was not trivial. This is a peerless hero waking up!
This is a young man in a golden battle suit, with boundless vitality. His temperament is noble, like a nine day prince. His expression is cold, and he carries a purple Tiange, which sets him off like an Emperor God of war!
"Royal family strong!"
The three prospective emperors turned pale. Who would have thought that there was a hero of the upper clan near here? This is the young hero of the prince!
"It''s the seventh prince!" Song Shuiqiu was still calm. She said, "there are nine princes in the royal family, and each of them is a peerless hero. Only the strongest blood transmission talents of the royal family are qualified to become the princes of the royal family!"
"What a strong keel!"
The seventh prince came, walking calmly, wearing a golden suit, holding a shiny purple dagger, staring at the keel and laughing, "born fierce soldiers, enough to help me conquer the immortal immortal mine!"
These people in the Song family, Yuan Lao, looked deathly gray. The seven princes of the royal family came. His position in the royal family was too high. Now he valued the keel. Unless he had reincarnation with the immortal family, he could not compete with the seven princes at all.
And his combat power is very terrible, his whole body exudes the blood essence of the emperor''s way, traversing the entire universe, transmitting the roar of the Tsunami!
The man was terrible. The seventh Prince stood on the sky with his hands on his back, like an Emperor God of war, and said coldly, "take up the keel, your fighting power is very strong, which can let you enter the royal family and become my general. If you have outstanding talent, you will not be able to step out of the royal family and open an immortal family in the future."
The seventh Prince felt that Daoling was very strong and worth cultivating. Maybe he could open up a family to serve the royal family in the future.
Now Daoling has successfully touched the keel. The keel is very heavy, and his palm is bleeding. He uses great magic to seal the keel.
"Very good, offer it immediately."
The seventh Prince''s cold face overflowed with a smile, like a high emperor, issued a will.
Daoling glanced sideways at the seventh Prince and disdained to say, "what are you? Dare to instruct me. Your talent is OK, but it''s a pity that you''re too old, or you can reluctantly take you as a disciple!"
The three silent quasi emperors trembled and were almost scared to death by Daoling''s words. Who was he? This is the seventh prince. There are only nine princes in the royal family. Over the years, there are supreme blood lineages to fight against the throne!
Every strong man who can stand on the throne is a great hero. His combat power is extremely terrible, and he is by no means an idle person!
Song Shuiqiu was dizzy. Daoling''s tone was too loud. The seventh prince was not weak, but Daoling was indeed qualified to speak.
His three disciples are all powerful people who are respected in the same realm. Although there is a certain gap with the seventh prince, his three disciples still have huge room for growth, and their potential can be continuously tapped in the future!
"Hahahaha!"
The seventh Prince laughed and shook the starry sky, as if he had heard the world''s biggest joke: "I haven''t heard this tone for many years, hahaha, it seems that this time it''s not in vain, hahaha."
The laughter of the seventh prince was tinged with wisps of sound of nine days, and the imperial blood in his body was boiling. This was a supreme blood force, which made the territory of millions of miles dyed golden, and simply opened up a golden universe!
"You laugh a fart!"
Daoling sealed the keel and suppressed it, staring at the seven princes. This person is not weak, but weaker than emperor Jin. Moreover, there are nine princes in the royal family, which undoubtedly does not mean that there are many invincible heroes of the three upper families.
"Bastard, how dare you disrespect the seventh prince!" Bei Zheng angrily stood up and accused: "take the treasure of the seventh Prince and dare to disrespect the seventh prince. Who gives you the courage!"
"You old man, I''m not in the mood to kill you now." Daoling glanced sideways at Bei Zheng angrily.
Bei Zhengxing''s face turned pig liver color, and the seventh Prince''s pupils were completely cold: "this tone is really too big, it''s just relying on this treasure, the keel and the natural and chemical heavenly soldiers are good, which can enhance some means for me to conquer the immortal immortal mine."
"Come here, you boastful thing."
Daoling held the keel in one hand, looked at the seventh Prince and shouted, "one hand suppresses you!"
The three quasi emperors all made a rest. This man was too brave. They immediately said that they could help the seventh Prince block the thirty-three heavens, so that he could shock and kill Daoling.
"One hand shocked me?"
The purple spear held by the seventh prince was hazy with a towering purple light. His eyes were completely cold, and the imperial blood in his body was burning. In a moment, he swooped up, and his fist stretched out directly, which was like a big star of eternal antiquity.
"How strong is your separation? Where did you find the rare fairy material? You have never encountered such a strong separation!"
Song Shuiqiu was shocked. She saw that Daoling really stretched out a hand, but this hand could be called the hand of all saints, intertwined with endless primitive traces of heaven, obscuring the power of supremacy and hegemony, like a peerless heaven knife out of the body!
Under the terrifying palm of Daoling, the fist of the seventh prince was a little small, like a star that could be smashed at will.