It is like the stunning phoenix above the nine heavens, and like the red lotus fire rising from the boundless purgatory.

It seems to burn three thousand and annihilate all the heavens!

"Eight Directions Locking Dragon Formation! Get up!"

Following Luo Qingtong's figure, he rose wildly.

The sound of shaking chains suddenly resounded throughout the Great Qin Holy Capital from all directions.

One way, two ways, three ways...eight ways!

With the Prince's Mansion as the center of the circle, eight extremely thick chains suddenly appeared from the void.

"Buzz!"

In the eight directions of the Great Qin Holy Capital, on the largest buildings, formation textures suddenly appeared one by one.

Luo Qingtong was originally drawn to be prepared.

Unexpectedly, Feng Yuan's ambition was so great that he actually used Dayong's accumulated power of national destiny.

But now that you’ve used it, don’t go back at all!

Leave them all behind!

"boom!"

When the Eight Directions Locking Dragon Formation soared, the black dragon and the power of the Yong Kingdom's Golden Dragon appearing above its head suddenly appeared in the center of the formation.

It turns out that the place where Mo Chenye is is the center of the Bafang Dragon Locking Formation!

Luo Qingtong allowed them to enter completely before activating the eight-way dragon locking formation.

"Boom!"

“Shua la la!”

As those chains stretched out from the void, they immediately wrapped themselves around the Yong Kingdom's golden dragon.

At the same time, the blue dragon outside Mo Chenye's body suddenly raised its head and swung its tail, biting towards the black dragon.

Without the blessing of the Golden Dragon of Great Yong's luck, the black dragon, which has already been devoured a lot of power, is no match for the luck of the real dragon in Mo Chenye's body!

I saw it being bitten hard, and the power of luck that originally belonged to Mo Chenye was continuously drained back.

The aura in Mo Chenye's body surged, and the body of the blue dragon outside his body grew larger and larger.

The size of the black dragon was shrinking rapidly.

However, Feng Yuan couldn't care about this.

"Ancestral Temple Dragon Qi!"

She watched with splitting eyes as the power of the Great Yong Golden Dragon of Fortune was bound.

The latter raised his head and swung his tail, struggling desperately, but he couldn't break free from the shackles of those chains!

The Eight Directions Locking Dragon Formation depicted by Luo Qingtong is driven by the power of the entire Great Qin Holy Capital.

Dragon luck acts as a suppressor!

How could Dayong escape from the power of the Golden Dragon of National Fortune?

And in Feng Yuan's horrified eyes, the power of the Great Qin National Fortune Canglong rising from the Great Qin Ancestral Temple also arrived.

"hold head high!"

It raised its head fiercely and bit the incarnation of the power of the Yong Kingdom's Golden Dragon.

In an instant, the power of the Great Yong Golden Dragon of National Luck suddenly whined, and the power of National Luck in its body was continuously absorbed.

"not good!"

In the Holy Capital of Dayong, ever since Feng Yuan used the power of national destiny in the ancestral temple, the extraordinary saint of Dayong has been paying close attention to the situation in the ancestral temple.

This time, the power of Dayong's Golden Dragon was bitten and devoured, and his heart suddenly felt violent and palpitating.

The next second, he suddenly heard a series of shrill wails coming from the ancestral temple that ordinary people could not hear.

Something happened to Dayong's power of national destiny!

And it’s a big deal!

That extraordinary saint from the Great Yong Holy Dynasty felt anxious and angry for a while.

With a flash of his body, he instantly appeared on top of the ancestral temple in the Great Yong Holy Capital.

"boom!"
Chapter completed!