Chapter 558

At this moment, the old man in the long shirt didn't have any reservation. He sacrificed all the Dragon Warcraft crystals he had accumulated. The frightening wave destroyed the void and broke the surface of the earth, completely imprisoned the retreat in all directions, and didn't give Lin Tian any chance to escape, resist and live.

"A complete dragon burial Sutra! God treats me well, well

The old man in the long shirt laughed, very excited, even crazy.

"Boom!"

The magic power is even more amazing. Thirteen dragon magic crystals vibrate, and dragon runes wind around one by one, overflowing with destructive power.

This place suddenly gave birth to a hurricane, sweeping to ten directions.

The black hair in front of Lin Tian's forehead was blowing wildly, his clothes were hunting, but his eyes were indifferent.

Staring at the old man in long clothes opposite him, facing the devastating fluctuation, he didn't have the slightest fear. Instead, he showed a smile on his face, but it was ironic. He looked at the old man in long clothes opposite him like a clown.

The right leg shakes hard on the ground, the earth shakes, and the psionic power soars to the sky.

"Ouch!"

The Dragon chant resounds from ten directions, and nine dragons rush up, each of which is tens of feet long and hovers around him.

Nine big dragons are silver, overlooking the earth, overlooking the elderly, nine pairs of giant longan show the majesty.

For a moment, the nine strands spread like the real dragon power. Shengsheng suppressed the destructive power fluctuation of the thirteen dragon magic crystals in the old man's body, and even became a little confused with the divine power fluctuation outside the old man's body.

The excitement and Madness on the old man's face receded like a tide, and there was a sense of fear: "you, you..."

Nine dragons are hanging in the air, and the mighty power is too terrible, just like the real dragon in the legend.

Lin Tian's expression is indifferent. Nine Dragons hover behind him. He looks down at the old man like the emperor of the real dragon: "since I guess that I am in charge of the complete dragon burial Sutra, do you still want to kill me in this burial mountain?"

He is now in the sixth heaven of Yukong, which is far from the elder. He is not the opponent of the elder now. In other places, he can only be suppressed and killed by the elder. Now, however, it is different. Today, he is standing in the burial mountain. This mountain is the place of God's fall, and the bottom is interwoven with infinite power and infinite evil spirit. At this moment, he uses the Dragon burial Scripture to draw out the infinite power hidden in the green forest, turning into nine amazing dragons circling around, directly suppressing all the momentum of the elder in long clothes.

"You, you've drawn the power of the fall of this mountain... The complete dragon burial Sutra, really, really can do this step?! But... You can fight with the help of the general trend of heaven and earth... You, you have reached this step, how can you be so fast! "

The old man shivered and stepped back.

Nine amazing dragons looked down at him. The vastness and majesty made him feel the shivering of his soul.

Lin Tian looks indifferent. Behind him, nine dragons roar again.

A month of hard work, the dense dragon Rune seems to be a good teacher, this month is of great significance to him!

"Ouch!"

Suddenly, nine dragons swoop down and head for the elder in long clothes.

The old man's face changed greatly. He detonated thirteen dragon magic crystals the size of his head and went to meet the nine dragons.

Unfortunately, it's useless.

The nine dragons represent the infinite power under the green forest, which can be compared to the power of half an immortal vein. Can they be compared to the thirteen dragon magic crystals of the size of human heads? The gap is too big! It's just a moment. Thirteen head size dragon magic crystals are evaporated, and nine dragons dive down. Shengsheng submerges the old man in the long shirt of the Dragon seeking family.

"Ah

The old man in the long shirt roared angrily and tried his best to fight with the nine world-shaking dragons.

Lin Tian's expression is indifferent, just looking at the front lightly.

"Ouch!"

Longyin shakes ten directions, surrounded by nine dragons, attacking the old man again and again, breaking the space and shattering the earth.

In a short moment, the old man in the top of Tongxian qichongtian was in a mess, and his arm almost broke.

He glanced at Lin Tian angrily. The elder in long clothes growled and ran away. In this place, Lin Tian, who controls the Dragon burial Scripture, is almost in an invincible position. Although his cultivation surpasses Lin Tian a lot, Lin Tian is not an opponent at all, and he has a deep sense of powerlessness.

"Can you escape?"

Lin Tianleng said.

His right leg on the ground a step, bang, and nine dragons rushed out, toward the old man pressure.

Together, the eighteen dragons were so terrible that they sealed off all around.

"You..."

"Boom!"

Lin Tian's face was expressionless, and eighteen dragons swooped down.

The old man in the long shirt was frightened and moved his cultivation to the limit. He used the most powerful magic power and the most powerful dragon skill to fight away.

However, this still has no effect, his strongest magic power and the strongest dragon skill were evaporated in an instant.

"Stop it! I... "

"Poof!"

Eighteen dragons rushed down and crushed the old man directly.

Blood fog floating in the air, Lin Tian indifferent swept his eyes, eighteen dragons scattered, he went out.

He still did not fly, but walked on foot.

Soon, three hours later, he came to a pool of immortals.

Because he controlled the complete dragon burial Sutra, now walking in the mountains, he seems to be walking on the ground. It took him only three hours to walk the distance that he had been able to walk ten days before. When he came to the immortal pool, he stepped on the surface of the pool step by step, and the light of Zhenyuan in his hand was flashing. After exploring the immortal pool, he soon grabbed a fist of Lingjing.

"Boom!"

Ahead, the water surged, the evil spirit was pressing, and a black dragon rushed out.

Black Jiao's body is very big. He stares at Lin Tian and roars. There is a terrible evil spirit. Black light rushes towards Lin Tian.

Lin Tian was very calm. The dragon patterns on the soles of his feet were flashing. A large amount of Fairy Light rushed up and blocked the black light of the black dragon back.

He stepped on the surface of the pool and completely ignored Heijiao. After a few breaths, he shook his hands and grabbed a big Lingjing.

"Roar!"

The black dragon roared, and the blood of the demon's pupil was red. Suddenly, there were rough waves on the surface of the pool, and they pressed toward the forest. At this time, Heijiao recognized that the human in front of him was the one who had escaped from the vortex it had created more than ten days ago.

"Boom!"

The wave is tens of feet high, with black evil power and astonishing destructive power.

Lin Tian raised his head, and the dragon patterns on the soles of his feet became dense. For a time, there was a great earthquake in Xianchi.

With a roar, the nine headed dragon dashed up from the bottom of the immortal pool and broke the rough waves rolled by the black dragon. Then, the nine headed dragon roared up together and twined the black dragon in a twinkling of an eye. The nine huge dragon heads looked down on the black dragon, which made the fierce black dragon tremble. The blood red in the demon's eyes dissipated, and he was a little frightened.

Lin Tian raised his hand, nine dragons sent out stronger fluctuations, nine pairs of longan staring at the black Jiao, showing the supreme power.

But the next moment, he paused, and finally put down his hand.

"It's said that there is a trace of blood of a real dragon flowing in the body of a dragon. Once the blood is revived, it can turn into a proud real dragon. It's hard to find in the world. It's very rare." He looked at the black Jiao in front of him and said, "I won't kill you. If you can understand me, don't kill people for no reason in the future. If you can understand me, nod."

In front of him, the black dragon trembled fiercely, and the huge head of the Dragon moved up and down.

"Good."

Lin Tiandao said, the Nine Dragons entangled with the black dragon broke up and scattered by themselves.

He didn't say anything more. At last, he took a light look at Heijiao and turned to leave.

Soon after, he walked out of the immortal pool far away. There was a figure standing in front of him. His clothes were broken, his face was a little pale, and his eyes were very empty. It was the strange evil spirit who had sucked up and torn a night fork before. This time, Lin Tian came here, did not look away, but stopped and looked at the figure in front of him.

The figure slightly raised his head, and a terrible chill spread instantly. It turned into a dark shadow and rushed towards Lin Tian.

Lin Tian narrowed his eyes, and the dragon pattern on the sole of his feet flickered, spreading out like a water pattern.

In front of him, the strange figure trembled. He stopped and retreated, turning into a black light and disappeared.

"I didn't see it through."

Lin Tian shakes his head and turns to leave this place.

He still walked on foot. Not long after, he walked on a mountain top, where there were six night forks, but now they are gone. On the ground, he saw a lot of green scales. In his heart, he knew that there were many strong people coming to bury the holy mountain. It seemed that in addition to the night fork which was sucked up and torn up by strange figures, five other night forks were also killed.

He didn't stay. He took a gentle step and continued to walk out. In the front, the mountain became dark, as if it had been dyed red by blood and then became dark. It was a bit creepy. Looking around, the road to the outside seemed rough. There was a corpse on the road. There was no flesh and blood on the surface.

Lin Tian looked calm and walked out on the bloody road.

"Quack!"

In the distance, on an old black tree, a few old crows full of the smell of death gave out their calls, opened their black pupils and rushed towards Lin Tian with their wings flapping. Their speed is very fast, with a chilling cold, but in the blink of an eye they come to Lin Tian. Their beaks are like the blade of death in hell, biting towards Lin Tian.

Lin Tian stops walking, the ground shakes, and the black light and fog rush up, instantly enveloping several black crows.

"Quack!"

A few crows yelled, their voices were shrill and numbing.

Lin Tian didn't have any expression on his face and walked out with his legs raised.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Behind him, the light and fog that shrouded several black crows vibrated and crushed them directly.

Ten days ago, facing these black crows, he could only avoid them. Now he controls the Dragon burial Sutra, but he can kill them. He didn't show mercy to these crows as Heijiao did. That's because these crows don't have any intelligence. They are just killing machines full of appetite. There's no need to stay.