Just like this blood prison, the common people are sweeping in.

Everyone is aware of the power of the Blood Prison. Everyone is eager to defeat Long Chen.

Long Chen was in the middle of a storm. The sound of Jiang Ming's heavy breathing was all around him.

He closed his eyes and stretched out his hand to grasp the pulse of time.

"The Storms of Time."

It was gently aroused. It grew from small to large. The surrounding time formed a storm, causing terrible destruction. All the time in this space was aroused. A storm rolled up on the long river of time.

Buzz.

An indescribable destructive force swept through Jiang Ming's body. The blood prison people quickly collapsed and turned into ashes. They dissipated before the attack could even finish. As for the eternal blood prison dragon, it screamed. The bone spurs and dragon scales exploded. Blood spurted out. The huge dragon body collapsed onto the sea of ​​blood and was submerged in the sea of ​​blood.

At that moment, Long Chen's pair of bloody eyes looked around. Hundreds of thousands of people around him looked at him blankly. Their eyes widened and they were silent.

At that moment, Long Chen looked down at the people.

That is His majesty. That is His glory.

Facts have proved that Jiang Ming is vulnerable in his hands.

Everyone looked at each other in disbelief. They looked at the sea of ​​blood below. Their expressions were miserable. This time they were defeated so miserably. The face of Slaughter Dragon City was about to be ruined.

But at this moment, the sea of ​​blood below began to swirl again.

At this time, Xue Chi appeared above the blood sea and said in surprise: "Jiang Ming, don't use 'Blood Burning Sacrifice to Heaven'."

But it seems too late.

From the depths of the sea of ​​blood, Jiang Ming's desperate roar could be heard.
Chapter completed!