Chapter 350

Meng ran, who was resisted by the silver spear, had already retreated for dozens of Zhang in a blink of an eye. Scarlet blood was constantly dripping on his palms, and half of the void was splashed.

"Stop it for me!"

With a big drink of Meng ran, Meng Ran's right foot stepped on the void fiercely. The whole void was shocked. Meng ran finally managed to stabilize his body.

At this time, the silver spear, which was condensed from the real dragon to the cold Yin Qi, was like a steel drill, spinning through Meng Ran's palms at high speed.

This terrible force has made the blood of Meng Ran's hands blurred, and the blood dripped onto the silver spear was frozen in an instant, turning into pieces of bloody ice crystals attached to the silver spear and seeping bitterly.

"Xiaoran..."

Looking at the beautiful face as firm as steel in the void, Su Fangfei was full of heartache, and tears rolled down her cheek.

"Can you help Xiaoran? He can't beat this monster. " Su Fangfei pleads with the skinny monkey and others.

I do not know why, Ning Feixuan see Su Fangfei for Meng ran that kind of concern, the heart is inexplicable some irritability.

"It's not that we don't want to help Mr. Tai ran, but we are powerless. Even if we don't have any injuries, we are not the opponents of this real dragon. I'm afraid that there are not many people in China who will be the opponents of this real dragon. "

Gao Junwu is also full of shame, knuckles crackling, eager to go forward to fight with Meng ran side by side.

Ning Feixuan's indifferent voice sounded:

"believe him, since he dare to let the Dragon turn into a dragon, he must have a way to deal with it."

Although Ning Feixuan said so on the mouth, but that pair of jade hands had already been tightly squeezed together.

"Human, you are too weak." The dragon is still sitting in the void, the Golden Dragon pupil, full of banter looking at Meng ran.

"Meng said," it's a bit of a surprise to me that I've been on the verge of death for a thousand years, but it's a bit of a surprise to me that Meng has been on the verge of death for a thousand years. "

The real dragon breathed and puffed, and the clouds all over his body became more and more dense, and he was about to cover up the whole body of the real dragon.

"Is it just tricky?" The real dragon's beard trembled, and his voice was full of sarcasm.

"Well, let's let you see what is the ice fire double spirit root."

Meng ran sighed softly, and then the palm of his hand, which was shining green, saw a touch of red fire, bright and amazing!

"This is the power of fire!" As soon as the real dragon's body was shocked, the moment when the fire light appeared, there was a touch of fear in the Golden Dragon pupil!

"Damn it! Why can this mole ant control the power of ice and fire at the same time! Why does this flame make me fear! "

With the appearance of the red flame in Meng Ran's palm, the silver spear with tens of meters seems to meet the natural enemy and melt quickly!

Only a few seconds later, the silver spear is only one meter away!

Seeing that the long gun was about to melt completely, the real dragon roared with anger.

"Man, you die!"

He saw the silver glow reappeared in the dragon's mouth, and poured it directly onto the silver gun held by Meng ran in the palm. If the silver spear was aided by God, it broke free from the bondage of Meng Ran's hand.

Pooh!

Meng ran, who was already the second king of God, was immediately pierced by a silver spear!

"Ants, I've played enough, now I'll send you to hell!"

With a ferocious remark, the Dragon suddenly opens its mouth again, gathering the cold and cold Qi of the whole body. This life Zhenyuan, which has been refined by the dragon for thousands of years, turns into a frost blade as thick as a stone column.

Frost blade is like a magic soldier that stretches the sky. As soon as it appears, it will crack half of the void. Ice blocks the size of basin are constantly falling in the sky. People crawling along the river are hit with injuries and complain incessantly.

"Mole ant, this cold air has been practised since the birth of my father. It's a thousand years since I was born. It's your honor to die under this cold air!"

The real dragon in the void is ferocious, just like a devil out of hell.

"It's just like a myth." Master tongxuan was so frightened that he was already scared to death.

"No! This is the strength that real dragon has accumulated for thousands of years. I'm afraid that even if the real daoxuan is here, he doesn't dare to take it hard! " The thin monkey and Gao Junwu were shocked.

"Little bastard! Even if you are a strong man in the divine realm, you may not be able to take it. You will surely die! " Gu Changfeng sneered.

"Sister in law, don't look at it. Even the top experts of our Shen family can't accept it. Let's go."

The veiled woman sighs helplessly and turns away.

At a time when everyone thought that Meng ran would die.

The hollow figure, whose chest had been pierced and blood was splashing, stood up with pride. Even though he was so miserable, there was no fear in his eyes.

"It seems that I can't resist the divine realm now, but I've had a good time. Let's call it a day."

As soon as his voice fell, the momentum of Meng Ran's body was suddenly changed. The whole person seemed to be a peerless edge out of a scabbard, as if to cut through the heaven and myriad ways.The handsome young man, covered with blood, stood with his hands on his back, and heard that he was shocked to drink:

"Gu Changfeng, I have a sword, and you should take good care of it! How about this sword than your sword style? "