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Chapter 1697

"Now, you are like a fat sheep raised by me. You can only be placed on the chopping board in front of me and allowed to be slaughtered by me. After decades of planning, it is finally time to taste the fruits of the harvest."

The moment Yan Nangui finished speaking, a long bloody dragon condensed on top of the withered bones.

Blood Dragon Plate!

The dragon roared.

An unprecedented sense of oppression, like a tide, came to me in an instant.

Poof!

In just a moment, Ling Tian spat out a mouthful of blood, his knees trembled violently, and then he knelt down instantly. As he knelt down for a moment, Ling Tian's face turned pale as paper in the blink of an eye.

Feeling of powerlessness.

Instantly came to mind.

Feeling powerless, the aura of death swept over him in an instant, and his soul seemed to be bound by an iron rope. His heart trembled, and his face became more determined: "Is this the power of the God?"

"but......"

"God, so what?"

"The responsibility I shoulder and the protection in my heart will never allow me to fall at this time."

The mind is firm for a moment.

The power of the source surged up to his knees again. The power of the source gathered together, and Ling Tian's body rose like a towering mountain in an instant.

The king stands firm.

The ground trembled violently, and the overbearing pressure became more and more rampant. A three-foot crack appeared under Ling Tian's feet. The moment the overbearing crack appeared, bursts of powerful and fierce light erupted from the scene.

in this way!

The sky trembled.

The pressure was enough to crush the world. Ling Tian stared at the red blood mist in front of him and hummed: "I don't care whether you are Yan Nangui or King An Ding, you want to stop me!"

"infatuation!"

"Delusion!"

The heroic words fell.

Wang Wei swayed away in an instant, and the scene groaned for a moment, and saw an explosion of green light. Thousands of green sword lights, erupting for an instant, swept away the smoke in front of them.

As the smoke swept across.

everything!

Make it all nothingness.

The strange scarlet air wave at the scene retreated in an instant. The scarlet color receded, and the green hanging holy sword stood in front of Lingtian. In just a moment, the power of the king showed itself to the mortal world again.

The domineering holy sword.

Together with the cold light.

The holy sword started to get cold, and the scene was filled with coercion. The feeling of domineering spread out crazily in the blink of an eye. The green hanging swept away the evil light, the Holy Lord of the tomb came, and the weird and evil atmosphere subsided.

Holy sword!

Kill evil spirits!

The power of the holy sword made Nangui laugh: "It's useless, it's useless!"

A useless sound.

The moment he saw the blood dragon roaring loudly, Ling Tian's soul trembled and his body staggered. Then he felt the dragon power in his body and was unable to suppress it for a moment.

Just blink!

My own blood dragon!

It was unexpectedly out of control for an instant, flying up in the sky, as if being suppressed by Nangui, the blood dragon was trapped, the king's body could not move at all, only for a moment, blood spit out again, and the green holy light dimmed for an instant!

Evil light!

Cage Lingtian’s whole body again!

"ah!"
Chapter completed!
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