Chapter 717

Every time a Thunder Dragon flies one meter, its body will increase by ten Zhang. The thunder in the sky rolls down and endlessly blesses the Thunder Dragon's body. The Thunder Dragon pours on the golden sword and has already incarnated 300 Zhang.

The night sky has completely lost its original color. The darkness is driven away by the thunder, and the moonlight and starlight turn into fireflies under the thunder, which is not enough for Tao.

This is the change of the Dragon subduing God's palm by chuxuan. It was just after seeing the dark clouds and thunder in the sky, he had a sudden idea and just did so.

I really don't know. If anda Canghai knew that chuxuan regarded him as a grindstone to hone his new skills, would he bear a voice in his heart and go forward to fight for it.

"Bad."

Anda Canghai didn't expect that chuxuan's cultivation was so profound that he obviously had reached the point of arbitrary.

He had to work hard to condense for a long time. He waved his sword and pinched his seal. Only then did he condense a golden sword. However, the other side attacked himself with the thunder that he had not easily gathered.

Anda Canghai's face changed greatly, and he quickly drank: "Dao area."

Dao area is his field. When he fell behind in his voice, countless shadows of the heavenly swords appeared within a hundred meters around him.

The key is that the shadows of these swords are slowly solidifying, and there is a torrential and cold and murderous air bursting out.

With a buzzing sound, thousands of sword shadows flying around anda sea all fly up to the golden knives in the sky.

Not long ago, there were more and more sword shadows emerging. They performed their respective duties. Some blessed the golden Dao in the void, and some defended anda Canghai sea. He seemed to be the king of swords and attracted thousands of swords to worship.

Although anda Canghai has been astonished by Chu Xuan's skill, he will never be slaughtered like this. Otherwise, even if he is dead, he will be ridiculed by the martial arts in the world without backbone.

Boom! Chant! Zheng!

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The Thunder Dragon has already turned the night sky into blue, but the light is too strong, the blue has turned into a very white, like a light dragon that can swim away and become a big lantern hanging in the sky rolling and roaring.

Several surviving women of Anda family, looking at the battle situation in the sky, have already been astonished and totally lost their thinking ability. They have never seen the fierce and marvelous war.

Click! CLICK!

Bang Bang Bang

Anda Canghai's golden sword, which has been solidified with a full blow, can split several tanks and even airplanes made of special materials. However, in the face of thunder pouring Thunder Dragon, it is like the slap of dragon claws that can't be broken. It turns out to be tender tofu that can't withstand a single blow.

Even though they didn't hold on for a while, they began to collapse. The huge golden sword climbed through countless cracks, and then suddenly broke into pieces, turning into light spots all over the sky, and endless clouds and clouds returned to the heaven and earth again.

Boom!

The golden sword broke down, but the range of the sword was still there. It seemed to be as close as thunder dragon. It was flying in the sky. Thousands of Dao shadows condensed into a ten Zhang long sword and chopped at the Thunder Dragon.

Each time the knife awn and the Thunder Dragon collide, it will send out the earth shaking dull sound, and the whole space will shake for a while.

However, Thunder Dragon is blessed by thunder tide, and the sword field of Dao mang is limited due to the power of Anda Canghai.

As anda Canghai's internal power is slowly consumed, the Dao field is gradually unstable, and the "abyss portal" behind him is slowly closing, and the blade awn is slowly darkening without subsequent power blessing.