The golden strong light turned into golden armor to cover Meng's whole body, and the silver-white moonlight as white as water fell on her body, making her look even more majestic. The huge garden suddenly became a battlefield for Meng's and Lu'an.

The big beetle was surrounded by a golden beetle beast, turning into a human-shaped beetle beast, and waving a punch, the golden beetle would also wave its golden fists. The blast of the puff kept ringing in the ears, and the hard ground was splashing rocks.

Lu An, opposite the Meng Beast, is obviously not a good person. The disciples of Jiulong Peak contain dragon veins. Of course, this dragon vein is not a pure dragon blood vessel, but a sub-dragon blood vessel, such as the dragon that is second only to the dragon, such as the descendants of the dragon mate with other spiritual beasts, the sub-dragon.

The main peak of Jiulong Peak, the dragon worshipped is a dragon that is infinitely close to the dragon. Except for one less horn on the top of the head, this dragon has reached the peak of the holy beast. It is only one step away from being able to transform into a dragon. Although it is only the lowest level among dragons after transformation, it is also a dragon.

The founder of Jiulong Peak bathed in the blood of this dragon and passed it on to this day. Moreover, this dragon is still there, but it is sleeping in the top lake of Jiulong Peak. Every hundred years, the dragon will give some blood to allow the disciples of Jiulong Peak to fuse the blood of the dragon, ensuring that the bloodline will not be too thin and cause the decline of Jiulong Peak.

Lu An naturally had no chance to fuse the blood of the dragon. Only the best disciples of Jiulong Peak are qualified to enjoy it. However, Lu An's talent is not bad. After stimulating the bloodline power in his body, some changes have also occurred in his body. A faint flash of scale light appeared on his skin, and his body's agility, reaction, and strength have been improved, and the psychic beast armor on his body has become clearer and stronger.

For a moment, Lu An and Meng Shou went back and forth, and they refused to give in to each other, and they were in a difficult position to separate themselves. The two occupied a small half of the garden, but there was no free around them. The other Jiulong Peak disciples rushed past the two and rushed directly into the other gardens.

"Two Dragon Winds!" Two disciples of Jiulong Peak jumped onto the wall and chased a general of Chu into a garden, but before they could jump off, two blade tornados hit their faces.

This attack came too suddenly and the timing was too accurate. Moreover, the opponent's speed was as fast as a whirlwind. Before the two could react, the cold light flashing under the moon had fallen on their bodies. The cold sword light quickly passed by. Before they could even have time to hurt, the two had already flew backwards, and the blood bloomed brilliantly under the moon like a flash of cereus, but only a moment of beauty.

Yan Kunlun flipped in the air and landed smoothly. The two Jiulong Peak disciples in the air behind him were already like they were being splattered with blood. In an instant, they were like a bloody man. However, although these two guys looked terrible, they did not hit the nail on the head, so they could not die.

Plop, plop, two sounds of falling sounded. Before Yan Kunlun could stand up, the dozens of Jiulong Peak disciples who were rushing towards him were stunned, but then they even more angry and rushed towards Yan Kunlun with the weapons in their hands.

Yan Kunlun raised his head and looked at the disciples of Jiulong Peak who were rushing toward him, with a sneer on his lips. He held the weapon in his hands: "The Desert Reincarnation!" As he said that, the person had already rotated, and the air around him turned into a sharp wind, surrounding Yan Kunlun, just like a small tornado that suddenly appeared on the desert Gobi. In an instant, the wind enveloped the surroundings.

And in the swirling wind, Yan Kunlun's sword turned into a full moon, and the cold blade was shining with silver-white moonlight, like the cycle of life and death, wandering on the road to the underworld, the sharp sword light was raging, carrying the spiraling blood flowers, making people unable to help but be intoxicated.

The tornado in the desert came and went quickly, but in a moment, the attack was over, and the several disciples of Jiulong Peak who rushed forward were like small boats floating in the storm, being blown away by the tsunami-like attack, and then fell heavily.

If the scales on their bodies had not played some role, the gust of wind whirlwind they had been torn into pieces like leather armor on their bodies.

Swhoo, swoo, swoo, the sound of the bowstrings, flashed like a meteor in the dark with a sharp roar of breaking through the air. Puff, a disciple of Jiulong Peak heard the sound. Although his body subconsciously wanted to avoid it, the arrow came too fast, and he heard the sound, and the arrow had pierced into his body.

The sharp wolf-tooth arrow directly tore the armor, and even the dragon's scales were torn apart, and the arrow directly penetrated into the body. The powerful force not only made the arrow penetrate, but also made the body stagger back and staggered. Blood gushed out along the blood groove on the wolf-tooth arrow, and instantly dyed half of the body red.

The arrow was either aimed at the shoulder or the thigh, precise and sharp. A disciple of Jiulong Peak got a sword in his leg, but obviously he was unwilling to fall down, and his eyes quickly captured the person who shot the arrow, the archer standing on a roof with the moon leaning behind him.

Ah, he ran forward with pain, and then shot the spear in his hand fiercely, cutting through the air, and stabbing directly at Huang Zhong with a roar. Huang Zhong, who was standing on the roof, was unmoved and still maintained the best posture of archery.

The arrow was quickly taken out of the arrow bag on his side. This arrow was naturally not a heavy armor-breaking wolf-toothed heavy arrow, but a normal iron-feathered wolf-toothed arrow, shooting continuously, and the hand seemed to be sprinting, making it difficult to catch. The bow was constantly buzzing. Although it was only half-stringed, Huang Zhong's bow was a super strong bow, and the power of the full moon shooting was earth-shaking. Moreover, at this distance, it was completely unnecessary to use the full moon shooting.

The arrows were trained into a string, but they flew away in the cold light. The arrows of the arrows were magically hitting the top of the spear flying towards them one after another. The spear was powerful, but in mid-air, the collisions one after another changed the direction of the spear.

Whoosh, the spear flew into the dark night sky while the spear was rubbing against Huang Zhong's ears, while Huang Zhong was as stable as Mount Tai. The bow in his hand was still spreading. The Jiulong Peak disciple who shot the spear was also shot on his other leg again. He finally couldn't keep standing and fell down.

In just a moment, most of the disciples of Jiulong Peak who rushed into this garden had fallen down.

"Drink!" A fire cloud swept around like waves on the lake, instantly covering all the people in the garden. In the fire cloud, eight disciples of Jiulong Peak were instantly placed in the sea of ​​fire, but three of them had spiritual beast armor, and the remaining five were also awakened by blood talent. The dragon scales on their bodies had a good resistance to the fire cloud.

But this is obviously. This rolling fire cloud is just a prelude to the attack. The spear wheel in Yang Yanzhao's hand turned and moved: "The Flame Wolf swallows the moon!" Roaring, a huge fire wolf struggled out from above the swivel spear. The fire clouds around him were like waves, and were quickly sucked in by the vortex formed by the rotation of the spear, rushing into the body of the flame wolf.

The next moment, the fire wolf ran with four claws. It jumped quickly, and in an instant, swallowed the Jiulong Peak disciple who was trapped in the vortex of wind around him, and then dragged his tail and jumped into the air, whistling, and shouting at the sky.

Peng, Peng, Peng, Peng, Peng. The flame wolf flew out dozens of meters before gradually dissipating. The eight unlucky Jiulong Peak disciples fell down like meteorites. They hit the ground or the roof. The whole body was charred, and their hair drifted with the wind. Every part of their body was burned by the flames.

"Soul-catching!" Xiahou Dun took off his blindfold, and the normally covered eye slowly opened it. It was a completely different and empty eye. When the Jiulong Peak disciple who was rushing towards Xiahou Dun with a pair of sharp claws looked at that eye, a dark ripples were instantly released.

The disciple of Jiulong Peak instantly seemed to have his soul removed. His whole body fell down like a bone was lost, his eyes were dull and there was no color. Soul-catching is a very powerful spiritual power. This is Xiahou Dun's innate ability. As long as he stares at this soul-catching eye, the person who can escape can be said to be a slap.

The method to deal with the Soul-Surface Eye is very simple, just not to look at it, but the Soul-Surface Eye has a nerve-willing charming ability that tempts people to look at it. Only people with strong mental power can be uncontrollable. Of course, if you don’t know the details, the probability of being hit is more than 90%.

Xiahou Dun rarely uses his left eye. Even in the Great Chu army, few people know the power of Xiahou Dun's soul-catching eye. As soon as the soul-catching soul emerged, the disciples of Jiulong Peak who were a little fierce in front of him suddenly became like fools and let Xiahou Dun take care of it. In an instant, more than a dozen people had fallen down.

"Your Majesty, it seems that the fight here has attracted attention!" Liang Hongyu smiled and turned her head to Leng Zhuo and said.

"There should be a big noise, the stone platform not far away can be heard. Come on, the more you come, the better, the bigger the trouble, the better. Anyway, if you tell this, it is the unauthorized thing that people from Jiulong Peak did, hum!"

Leng Zhuo was not afraid of the big deal at all. Leng Zhuo wanted to endure it, but the news brought back by Xiu Hongchu made him unbearable. Jiulong Peak also took the initiative to send the handle and actually gave them porridge and pickles. Even if Leng Zhuo got angry, Jiulong Peak could only bear it.

After all, Leng Zhuo's identity was there, after all, he was also the emperor of an empire, so he only gave him some porridge to drink. This was quite excessive. If you talk about this, where did the imperial gate face be placed, and what the fight caused by this caused, Jiulong Peak ignored it in the end.

Moreover, the more disciples of Jiulong Peak participated, the greater the confidence of Leng Zhuo. After all, Leng Zhuo only brought less than 200 people in this trip, and this place is the territory of Jiulong Peak. Countless disciples of Jiulong Peak besieged the Great Chu delegation. Hehe, as long as Leng Zhuo grasps this, Jiulong Peak will be defeated.

"Now, Jiulong Peak is going to be in trouble, hum, but Your Majesty, this matter is getting big, how will it end! If the people in Jiulong Peak do not do it all the time..."

"I'm not afraid of them not daring. If they want to fight, I, Da Chu, don't show weakness. Just start a killing act. Humph, I want to see how the Beast Imperial Sect can treat us in the end. At worst, it's just an enemy. I really think my Da Chu will be afraid of him! Besides, the Imperial Sect is not a solid piece!"

Leng Zhuo naturally didn't go crazy. He did this after careful consideration. The Beast Yumen is indeed very strong, but he is a sect sect after all. From its historical perspective, it rarely directly interferes with war. As long as Leng Zhuo takes care of it, the Beast Yumen will completely stand opposite the Great Chu. Even if some sects below it do, would Leng Zhuo be afraid?


Chapter completed!