Seeing the old man vomiting blood, Yin Dong's dragon soul thorns pierced one after another, and the blood dragon claws were constantly hit, submerging the old man in the holy realm and approaching him under the pressure of the holy realm.
Even if his mentality collapsed, the fighting instinct of the old man in the holy realm was still there. He waved the sword in his hand, and red sword lights bloomed, attacking the fire dragon phantom wildly. However, the fire dragon phantom was not physical and emitted a terrifying high temperature. The sword light was like a small wave falling into the sea and disappeared quickly.
On the ground, the injured and falling black hawk was too close to the terrifying high temperature emitted by the phantom of the fire dragon, just like a feather made of black gold melted and black smoke was emitted.
It screamed in pain and struggled desperately to escape, but the more it struggled, the more blood flowed from the wound, and the blood flowed out, it was evaporated and smoked, until the flesh began to burn and smoke, burning into a large piece of black charcoal.
No one noticed the death of such a huge black eagle, and even its owner did not pay attention to it. His mental power was far inferior to Yin Dong. He was attacked by waves of dragon souls after wave, and his body reacted slowly and slowly. The sword waving in his hand was completely based on instinct. The sword light bloomed densely and melted into the shadow of the fire dragon in an instant.
Yin Dong's figure approached the old man in the holy realm bit by bit, flickering around him until he finally invaded half a meter behind him, his five fingers were like claws, and he grabbed his back hard, closest to his heart.
"ah--"
The old man in the holy realm burst out with a shrill roar, and a terrifying aura suddenly burst out from his body, almost shattering Yin Dong's entire body, but the next second, the terrifying aura was shattered by the fire dragon phantom.
At the same time, the long tail of the fire dragon shadow wrapped around, entangling the old man in the holy realm and Yin Dong. The terrifying high temperature made the sword in the old man's hand melt into metal juice, and evaporated, without even a single residue.
In such a high temperature, the old man's skin turned red like a roasted prawn, his blue veins swelled like twisting earthworms, and his defensive armor was cracked. There was no such a proud look as high as a god at the beginning.
"Yin Dong, you can't kill me! There are not many holy realms in our Dragon Pavilion. Once I die, the Dragon Pavilion cannot suppress the cultivation world, and the entire cultivation world will be in chaos, which will not benefit China!"
Even when he begged for mercy when he was dying, the Dragon Pavilion Holy Realm was a face that "I am the savior". It was simply disgusting and made Yin Dong want to vomit.
Yin Dong grabbed the flesh and blood of the old man in the holy realm, and continued to swallow his flesh and blood essence energy, and he was not idle in his mouth: "If you can't suppress Longge, it doesn't mean that the Chinese military can't suppress it. Cleaning up your old dogs from Longge will be more beneficial to the stability of China. If people in the cultivation world dare to cause trouble, then kill them all and clean them up!"
In his words, it was not a threat. The fierce murderous intent broke out like a cold wave, which not only made the old man in the holy realm frightened, but also spread to the surroundings, affecting the rest of the pursuers, and each of them felt fear from the bottom of his heart.
"Don't kill me. If you have any requests, the Dragon Pavilion can satisfy you!" The old man in the Holy Realm was afraid, so he didn't care about embarrassment and begged in a low voice.
In the holy realm, his mental power was completely crushed by Yin Dong, and he was approached by him. Moreover, his dragon clan martial arts are peerless martial arts,
There is a powerful devouring power, and there is also annihilation power. The devouring power bursting on his fingertips makes him unable to break free. If it continues, it will not take long to turn himself into a mummy, or if it is not enough to wait to turn himself into a mummy, he will be roasted into charcoal by the terrifying high temperature of the phantom of the fire dragon.
After living for countless years, he rushed to the holy realm. He really didn't want to die!
At this moment, the old man in the holy realm didn't care about his superiors and only asked Yin Dong to spare his life.
Yin Dong sneered: "I can't even think about it if I dare to attack the base of the Chinese military? Who gives you the face! Not only you, but all the people who attacked the military military base will die, and no one will be left behind!"
In this attack, people must be killed to establish their authority. Long Pavilion dispatched two holy realms, and the Demon Sect dispatched the Yan family's strong men to kill them, which was a typical example of both the righteous and the demons in the cultivation world.
Only by fearing people in the cultivation world will those monks dare not regard the Chinese military and civilians as grass, and will no longer be as unscrupulous as before, and will obediently accept military management... Those who do not accept management will be thrown into the main world or various small worlds to harm those alien species and are not allowed to stay on the Blue Star.
The Holy Realm of the Holy Pavilion felt Yin Dong's murderous intent deeply, and said angrily: "Yin Dong, do you really dare to take the blame for the world and massacre disciples of the Holy Realm of the Dragon Pavilion and the major super forces? Are you not afraid of angering the Dragon Pavilion and the major super forces, and triggering a full-scale war between the entire cultivation world and the Chinese military?"
"It seems like you are out for sightseeing!" Yin Dong sneered, too lazy to pay attention to this arrogant and arrogant feeling that he is the old guy in the center of the universe, and no one of the pursuers present can be kept.
While Yin Dong used the fiery dragon phantom to trap the old man in the holy realm, he kept devouring the old man's flesh and blood energy essence, while also constantly casting dragon soul stings. One wave after another, not only attacking the old man in the holy realm, but also covering the rest of the pursuers.
With Yin Dong's assistance, the other soldiers felt as if they were shooting at the shooting range, practicing shooting at the target, and bombarding the monks with perfect bullets.
This group of pursuers are all elite disciples of various forces in the cultivation world. Their equipment is naturally not bad, but no matter how bad it is, they cannot withstand such a dense rain of bullets. There are bombs thrown directly on their heads and explode. With their equipment, they can carry it once, twice, and even if they can carry it ten or eight times, can they carry it all the time?
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Bullets flew around, accompanied by the explosion of bombs, resounded through the ruins of this city, and reflected the dense purple lightning on the sky, and the sky and earth became bright.
The monks' faces could be clearly seen, and they were all desolate, with an expression of panic, fear, despair and unwillingness. It seemed that they were the prey, and they fell into the trap of hunters like the warriors, and it was difficult to escape.
"Give me aside!"
"I surrender!"
...
Suddenly, someone howled, and the arrogant monks began to beg for mercy and surrender, but Yin Dong did not see them giving them a chance and shouted loudly: "The large pursuers are coming, attack with all their might and end the battle as soon as possible!"
Someone roared shrillly: "Yin Dong, you are also a Holy Sect. Do you really want to kill all the disciples of our main vein?"
Chapter completed!