what?
The remnant thoughts of the saints of the northern Tang Dynasty were destroyed?
Looking at the rapidly disappearing sage of the northern Tang Dynasty.
And the veins that have disappeared on the Dragon cutting platform.
Everyone feels the brain buzzing, like being hit hard.
This is a saint of the northern Tang Dynasty!
The founder saint of the northern Tang Dynasty.
It is said that at the peak, he was once the strong one of the nine levels of the sage realm.
It''s only one step away from becoming a God.
Although it has fallen for more than 30000 years.
But after all, he is the supreme saint.
In this holy place, a wisp of holy grain remains for 30000 years.
But now.
disappear in smoke!
The last wisp of residual thoughts left in the world also completely disappeared.
Since then.
The saints of the northern Tang Dynasty died completely.
meanwhile.
In front of the Mountain Gate of the northern Tang sect.
The 100 meter old ancestor statue.
A crack suddenly appeared.
The crack is as thick as a finger.
From the center of the eyebrow to the soles of the feet.
It''s like being split in two.
Although he hasn''t fallen yet, he looks very embarrassed.
"No!"
On the Dragon chopping platform, the son of a hundred poisons screamed out and couldn''t believe it.
In his mind, the saints of the northern Tang Dynasty, who were like gods, were destroyed?
He didn''t want to believe it and couldn''t believe it.
Outside the Dragon cutting platform.
Fenglingbei, Xu Mohe and other disciples of the northern Tang clan have dim eyes and shaky bodies.
Lao Zu... Failed?
How is that possible!
But the holy grain has disappeared, and the holy power is not left at all.
There is no explanation other than defeat.
"Sing!"
The ink dragon stepped on the Dragon cutting platform and raised his head to make a happy Dragon chant.
This mouth has been oppressed for 30000 years.
At this time, he finally vented.
The dragon is singing!
"The holy pattern of saints in the northern Tang Dynasty is gone?"
The demon also did not recover from the shock.
His neck was stiff and his eyes were shocked.
"Hey!"
Father Xie Yun sighed and didn''t speak.
The results were also beyond his expectation.
"I knew master Xiao would win!"
Xiangfei breathed a sigh of relief and kept holding her hands tightly.
It''s also a little loose.
"Thank you, Lord Zhenlong!"
At this time, after Mo long vented his resentment.
Respectfully came to Xiao Changfeng.
He knows very well.
If Xiao Changfeng hadn''t awakened him and given him a mouthful of blood essence.
I''m afraid he''ll never get his revenge.
Moreover, Xiao Changfeng bears the meaning of a real dragon.
He was naturally in awe.
"The world has its own cause and effect. Helping you is also helping me. You''re welcome!"
Xiao Changfeng''s face has recovered a lot. At this time, he spoke faintly and was not happy.
Hiss!
Right now.
The black air on the black dragon was filled, and his breath weakened in an instant.
The power of Xiao Changfeng''s blood essence.
That''s it.
Mo long degenerated into Mo Jiao again.
And because the use of force is too much, the body shape is gradually illusory.
As if it were going to go up in smoke.
"Lord Zhenlong, you help me take revenge. Lao Jiao can''t repay me. I''m willing to help you grow up with my modest strength."
Mo Jiao didn''t care about the gradual transparency of his body.
Instead, he respectfully thanked Xiao Changfeng.
Xiao Changfeng pondered for a moment, then nodded.
"But!"
Mo Jiao saluted again.
Then the whole figure quickly turned into an ink light and flew towards Xiao Changfeng.
Finally, he disappeared into the soul of Qinglong martial arts.
instant.
The nine meter long Green Dragon Spirit sent out a clear and loud dragon chant.
Far more pure than Mo Jiao.
Then the body size of Qinglong Wuhun increased.
Ten meters in size!
So far.
On the Dragon cutting platform, the sage of the northern Tang Dynasty and Mo Jiaolong have been entangled for 30000 years.
It''s over!
Boom!
The holy grain and dragon blood disappeared, and the whole dragon cutting platform shook quickly.
More Than This.
Centered on the previous pit.
There are more and more cracks around.
And it''s getting deeper and longer.
In the end, the whole dragon cutting platform was roaring and shaking.
Like a mountain collapsing.
"No, the Dragon cutting platform is about to collapse!"
Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned.
No one expected that the Dragon cutting platform would collapse.
And now.
On the Dragon chopping platform, Xiao Changfeng and the son of poison duel.
It''s not over yet.
Shua!
Xiao Changfeng took the lead and rose into the sky.
The whole man turned into a green rainbow and went straight to the son of 100 poisons.
Since it''s a life and death duel.
Then one of them must die!
"Damn it!"
Baidu Shengzi took the lead in sensing Xiao Changfeng''s move.
His face suddenly changed.
But he could not escape at this time.
We had to fight hard.
"Xiao Changfeng, I will never lose to you!"
Boom!
The poisonous martial spirit appears again. Although it can''t melt into the body, it is still very strong.
More Than This.
The hundred poison Saint also took out the peacock feather again.
Although 22 poison needles were broken, the power of the peacock plume is still far more than an ordinary semi holy weapon.
"Kill!"
The son of 100 poisons took a deep breath and showed his fierce eyes.
At this moment, he tried his best to make a final decision with Xiao Changfeng.
"Like ants!"
Xiao Changfeng reached out and grabbed it.
This time he didn''t use the empty flying sword.
Instead, he took out the five element sword.
Only magic power can exert its real power.
In an instant, mana infused.
On the five element Dharma sword, runes suddenly lit up.
These runes are mysterious and mysterious.
There is also a spirit of five elements.
The aura within 300 meters was ordered by Xiao Changfeng.
"Cut!"
Hold the handle of the sword and cut it off with one sword.
Boom!
A 15 meter long golden sword with metallic sharpness and hardness.
Falling from mid air, the sword cuts the son!
From a distance, it looks like a god fighting with a sword.
To kill the evil devil.
"Kaiyuan Dao!"
The son of 100 poisons is boiling with poison gas and looks like a crazy devil.
He not only displayed the peacock feathers.
He took out his strongest Kaiyuan knife.
Jingle!
The peacock opened its screen and the poison needle filled the air.
However, the 15 meter golden sword is also indestructible.
And a fierce collision.
Although the peacock feather has broken 22 poison needles, its power is greatly reduced.
But it''s a sacred instrument.
It broke all the fifteen meter sword awns.
But that''s all.
After breaking the golden sword.
The peacock feather also lost its strength and turned into a broken iron fan again.
And now.
Xiao Changfeng held the five element sword, but he continued to fall.
When!
The five element sword collided with Kaiyuan Dao.
Compared with the magic weapon of the five element sword, this best semi holy weapon.
After all, it''s still a little weak.
Under mana, Kaiyuan Dao can''t resist.
Although it was not cut in half, it was also directly cut and flew out.
And now.
After defeating peacock feather and Kaiyuan Dao, the five element sword.
Came to the son of poison.
"Lord son!"
Fenglingbei screamed, and the whole person rushed here madly.
Trying to save the son of a hundred poisons.
However, Xiao Changfeng showed no mercy.
"Next life, remember not to provoke me!"
Finish.
Sword fall!
In the frightened eyes of the son of poison.
A sword fell.
Son of poison, die!