Chapter 2232

The nine headed thousand Zhang dragon is completely formed by the power of the ancestral dragon vein, with a tremendous momentum.

Half of the nine forty-eight wings of the guardian of heaven's clan collapsed. Before they could stabilize their bodies, they met the nine thousand Zhang dragons. Their faces changed greatly. They quickly controlled the forbidden dragon holy array defense with weak holy force.

However, just a moment ago, there was only one dragon, and they were not able to block it with the forbidden dragon holy array. What's more, the defense of the nine dragons at this time was broken in an instant.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.

"Damn it

Nine people are extremely angry, immortal spirit, in a twinkling of an eye is to re unite the body, looking at Lin Tian full of killing intention.

Lin Tian's eyes are deep, and the Dragon burial is running. He controls the strong ancestral dragon spirit and directly steps towards the nine people.

The boundless spirit of ZuLong surrounded him, and in a twinkling of an eye, there were nine big dragons. ZuLong Wei was surging.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Nine forty-eight wings exist, and in the twinkling of an eye, they are shocked to fly again, and all of them spit blood.

"Adults!"

A group of thirty-six wing strong and eighteen wing Strong saw this scene, their faces changed again and again.

Before, when the nine 48 wing strongmen held up the forbidden dragon holy array, they thought that the current situation had completely changed, which was good for them. They could soon suppress Lin Tian and others. However, what they did not expect was that Lin Tian mobilized the power of the ancestral dragon pulse of this perfect world, and suppressed the forbidden dragon holy array.

"How could... How could this be..."

These people tremble.

On the other hand, little Taichu and white tiger are both surprised and happy, watching Lin Tian suppress the existence of the nine forty-eight wings alone, can't help but get a burst of excitement.

White tiger clenched his paw: "strong... Strong!"

Fengshen Tianzun and aojian Tianzun stand together and watch Lin Tian's battle. Then they look at a group of thirty-six wing strong men and eighteen wing strong men in this place.

"Hum!"

On the top of the head of Fengshen Tianzun, four images of gods appeared, and in a twinkling of an eye, they turned into thousands of powerful people with thirty-six wings and eighteen wings.

At the same time, the sound of the sword reverberates, the proud sword Tianzun displays the Lingtian sword Sutra, and the dense Lingtian sword is powerful, and it cuts down on a group of 36 wing strong and 18 wing strong.

For a moment, blood splashed around, one after another 36 wing and 18 wing strongmen were smashed. With the holy power dried up, they met the Fengshen Tianzun and aojian Tianzun who were slightly stronger than the ancient ancestors. They couldn't stop them at the moment.

"Ah

There was a scream of anger.

"Boy, let's go on!"

The white tiger's howling way urges the Tongtian level treasure soldiers given by Lin Tian to launch a merciless attack against the 36 wing strong and 18 wing strong again.

"Gee!"

Small too early should a, six color divine fire almost to the sky to burn down, four spirit vision vibration six in eight wasteland.

In the face of the attack of Fengshen Tianzun, aojian Tianzun, xiaotaichu and Baihu, there was no room for resistance and they were killed one by one.

In the distance, in another battlefield, the nine strong men with 48 wings naturally saw this scene and became more shocked and angry.

"How dare you

One of them roared.

Lin Tianleng hum, inspired by the Dragon burial Scripture, evolves a dragon gas waterfall, which is mercilessly pressed down on this man.

"You..."

"Poof!"

The blood fog spreads. Facing the zulongqi waterfall evolved from the zulongqi of Dacheng perfect world, the 48 wing strongman is hit into a blood fog for the first time, and it's too late to defend with the help of the forbidden dragon holy array.

His body was smashed, and only the immortal spirit survived. He quickly retreated out of the body and separated from Lin Tian.

Also at this time, Lin Tian one handed seal, voice Indifference: "dragon chant, ten thousand dragon kill!"

With the fall of his words, the territory of this place was shocked, the loud dragon chant sounded for the first time, and the dense dragon rushed up, which was completely evolved from the ancestral dragon spirit. Each dragon was about ten thousand feet long, and the Dragon Power interwoven with it was turbulent and frightening. The first time it covered the spirit body of this man.

Facing the blow, the 48 wing strongman's face changed suddenly and couldn't help shouting: "stop..."

"Roar!"

The sound of the Dragon once again rings out. Sheng Sheng interrupts the words behind the man, and ten thousand dragons directly submerge the man.

There was no scream coming out. Under the ten thousand dragons, the spirit of the forty-eight winged strong man evaporated like thin ice in a raging fire. In a moment, it was annihilated.

"Dry... Killed a 48 wing..."

White tiger looked at this scene, immediately stare big eyes, can't help swallowing saliva.

Forty eight wings, the guardians of heaven, are second only to seventy-two wings. But now, Lin Tiansheng has killed one of them. Even though he knows that the forty-eight wing strongman is now the holy power, and he doesn't even have ten percent of the fighting power, he still has a palpitation.

Fengshen Tianzun and aojian Tianzun were relatively calm. They didn't think much about it. They were even more fierce. In a twinkling of an eye, a large number of thirty-six wings and eighteen wings were cut off and blood splashed.

As for the thirty-six winged and eighteen winged strongmen in this place, they don't care about it at all. Facing the attack of Fengshen Tianzun and others, they are all frightened, angry and scared. They are doing their best to fight and protect their lives.

With the turbulence, this place is completely surrounded by the vast vein of ZuLong.

"You, you..."

Shenao and the other eight forty-eight wings were there. They were even more shocked and angry at this time. One of them was killed!

Lin Tian looks at these eight people and doesn't say anything. He controls the vast ancestral dragon spirit and evolves into a big dragon. He once again presses down on the eight people.

A big dragon is formed by the condensation of ancestral dragon Qi, just like the real general, all of which are the Dragon whistling.

The eight 48 wings work together to urge the forbidden dragon holy array to defend against Lin Tian's attack.

However, it is useless at all.

Each end of the dragon is thousands of feet long, and the dragon power is shocking. In a flash, it is the defense power to defeat the forbidden dragon holy array, covering eight people at the same time, and spitting blood at the same time.

Lin Tian's eyes are deep and indifferent. The Dragon burial is running. Endless dragon Qi surrounds the God's side and forces the eight people.

At the next moment, however, he stopped abruptly and his face changed slightly.

At this moment, his own perfect world suddenly vibrated autonomously, and a faint dragon song came from his body.