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Chapter 391 The real purpose of breaking through(1/2)

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The roar of the dragon caused the flames in the sky to press down on the earth. Fire clouds that were more terrifying than ghosts were burning everything in the sky.

Even the ghosts shrank back towards Ji Jiangcheng as if they were afraid.

The void trembled, making everyone's hair stand on end after hearing the dragon roar.

Hearing the roar of the dragon and seeing the ghost retreat, everyone became nervous.

"It's difficult, is this the final boss of the flame realm?"

"No, that's not right. There are rumors that there is no dragon-shaped boss in the Flame Realm."

"But what is this?"

People on the battlefield were exclaiming, and people watching the battle were also exclaiming.

Everyone looked at Huoyun with wide eyes.

The fire cloud became lower and lower, and suddenly a dragon's claw caught in the flames.

The dragon's claws even scratched the void and set it on fire, trampling several people under their feet.

"ah!"

The armor on the bodies of several people was instantly ignited, and their bodies were reduced to ashes.

"What kind of boss is this? It's so terrifying!"

Some people exclaimed, how could they have thought that a dragon claw would have such power? This is simply an instant kill.

"Kill Zhang Feng first!" A man jumped out and struck Zhang Feng with his sword.

"Roar." A dragon's breath spurted out from the fire cloud, burning the people who fell into it into ashes.

"If you want to kill me, can you stand in front of the flames?" Zhang Feng sneered, and with a wave of his hand, the fire monsters around him attacked even more urgently.

"Stop the fire monster, I'll do it."

Someone was killed from the fire monster. He was wearing ice armor and broke through the flames, killing directly in front of Zhang Feng.

"Bang, bang..." Zhang Feng and his opponent each struck countless blows in an instant.

In the end, Zhang Feng destroyed the opponent's head with one blow, and Zhang Feng's chest was also broken by the opponent.

They were both reborn at the same time.

boom.

Dragon Breath arrives and kills the opponent again.

The dragon's body in the fire cloud has not yet been revealed, but it has already shown its shocking combat power.

"It's the raging flame dragon." One person looked at the fire cloud. Thinking about the flame realm again, he suddenly remembered.

He was exclaiming, not even sure.

If it is really the Blazing Dragon, what chance do they have of winning?

In the fire cloud, the dragon's breath was spitting out, and coupled with the impact of the flame monster, no one could resist such an attack.

In less than three seconds, everyone was wiped out.

"boom!"

The reborn Ji Jiangcheng was punched to pieces by Zhang Feng. All the flames retreated in front of Zhang Feng, preventing him from being attacked by the flames.

He seemed to be looking for someone, moving quickly in the battlefield.

"Hiss!" Someone disappeared into the void and appeared behind Zhang Feng in an instant. But before the person's attack could be launched, the dragon's claws in the air had already fallen, trampling the attacker into bloody mud.

"Do you really think that I am just releasing these monsters to open the flame realm?" Zhang Feng sneered: "I am just using you to complete the last step of recovering the flame dragon - crushing the flame realm. For all of you,

I sincerely thank you for your efforts. As for the reward, it is your life."

Zhang Feng laughed heartily, with indescribable joy.

For other people, such words made them vomit blood and made them even more frightened.

They always thought that Zhang Feng was trying to escape into the Flame Realm. However, they did not expect that his purpose was to lure them to detonate the Flame Realm for him.

Some people's faces turned green and they exclaimed in shock: "It's really the Blazing Dragon. What have we done?"

"It's over, it's over, how could it be like this?" Everyone exclaimed, their fear already running cold.

It is a battle weapon with special properties, and the flames are enough to burn everything. Can they escape?

The battle is one-sided and remains one-sided.

But...it became a massacre!

The dragon's breath swept through the fire cloud, and no one could survive.

If the armor is destroyed, what can the body carry?

Someone approached Zhang Feng and was crushed to pieces by the dragon's claws.

"Boom!" Several people risked their lives to break through the fire monster's blockade, but were swept away by the dragon's tail in the fire cloud.

How big is the Blazing Dragon?

No one knows this!

But under the attack of pure attributes, they had no chance to fight back and became a group of ants.

Zhang Feng finally found someone in the crowd - Zheng Guoyou.

"Here we are, don't even think about leaving." Zhang Feng himself went straight after him.

"Haha, you're good to go. I've been waiting here for a long time." Zheng Guoyou saw Zhang Feng and faced him without flinching. Every time he took a step, a layer of stone armor would cover his body.

The flames hit the stone armor and were bounced away.

When Zheng Guoyou arrived in front of Zhang Feng, he had become a ten-foot-tall stone man.

"Zhang Feng, we have practiced carefully for today." The stone man laughed wildly, suddenly cracked the stone armor, and struck out a palm from it.

Just when the two fists were about to hit each other, Zhang Feng's big hand suddenly grabbed Zheng Guoyou's arm and said with a grin, "Do you know? I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"What do you mean?" Zheng Guoyou was slightly startled.

"I never leave any enemy alive, why should I leave you alive? You still don't understand. Because your life is useful, take it today."

Zhang Feng's fighting spirit suddenly condensed into a bundle, and this fighting spirit turned into two beams of light that shot straight into Zheng Guoyou's eyes.



Mad Wars - a once powerful race, they possess the most powerful fighting spirit in the universe. A prophet led them to open the path to becoming gods, and the final punishment for blasphemy is destruction. Those who have Mad Wars, you can use Mad Wars

Deliberately suppress the will of others and replace their souls with your own will, turning them into war puppets. Each war puppet occupies a part of your mental power. When the war puppet stops fighting, it will turn into blood and mud.



Zheng Guoyou wanted to struggle, but his consciousness was completely wiped out in an instant.

Zhang Feng's will was injected into it, and Zheng Guoyou immediately burst out with murderous aura, turned around and charged into the battle group. He had just recovered some mental power and gave it to this war puppet.

On the other side, the avatar has also caught Liu Xiaoqing out of the crowd.

"Zhang Feng, don't kill me, my talent is very rare." Liu Xiaoqing couldn't help but struggle.

"No, I don't need to live with this guy, because I am the Jincheng God of Killing." Zhang Feng smiled ferociously, looking at Liu Xiaoqing's eyes that were distracted, but after clearing up again, he still had the same weak murderous aura.

"Then, now it's my turn to fight back." The anthropomorphic man took out a test tube from the ring and poured out a drop of blood.

The blood fell to the ground and turned into Liu Xiaoqing's appearance.

There are two Liu Xiaoqings who can restrain the enemy, and one Zheng Guoyou who gets stronger the more he is injured.

Two Zhang Feng, two Nine Tails, two Blood-Eyed Dragon Kings, even at this moment, the fire clouds in the sky were splitting.

Not one to one.

All of Zhang Feng's combat weapons are extremely terrifying.

When they really show their power, everyone will know what it means to be strong!

Death. Death, death again and again!

Fire monsters, Zhang Feng, combat weapons, and anthropomorphic people surrounded them, trapping hundreds of people in the battlefield and starting a real massacre.

The golden blood kept gushing out. More golden blood was being sucked into Zhang Feng's body.

One thousand two hundred and five, one thousand three, one thousand four...

The amount of divine blood in his body is increasing, reaching the limit - two thousand five.
To be continued...
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