Poof!

A stream of blood spat out, instantly staining the clothes on his chest red.

"You..." Emperor Gen Tian looked in disbelief. Apparently he had never thought that the situation would reach such an extent?

Only for a moment.

Blood sprayed out in an instant. Faced with the shock of the God Emperor, Ling Tian never paid any attention. Even at this time, there was only a cold look in Ling Tian's eyes: "Today's situation, you are one of the promoters of this thousand-year chessboard."

"Have you noticed anything?"

When he sneered, the blood in Ling Tian's eyes was so thick that Gen Tian couldn't help but feel a hair in his heart.

Shura eyes?

Into the devil's soul?

"hateful!"

Gen Tian snorted coldly: "It seems that no one can maintain their original intention under the temptation of dragon power. This was the case with the Aotian God Emperor back then, and it is the same with you now."

"No one in martial arts can resist the erosion of dragon soul."

"In the end, they will all become devils!"

When Gen Tian snorted coldly, a phantom entered his body. The moment the phantom entered his body, his cultivation level improved greatly. Ling Tian's heart trembled. Before he could recover, he was actually shaken back dozens of steps in an instant, and then retreated.

Blood!

Spray out again.

Look up again.

A human figure is coming.

As the figure approached, Ling Tian felt his heart tremble. Just looking at each other, his soul trembled: "This is the real God Emperor Gentian."

The idea just came up.

The huge pressure had completely knocked Ling Tian back. As his breath suddenly rose, a cold spear shadow that had never been seen before struck down in an instant.

"Danger!"

Although Ling Tian has opened his Shura Eyes, at this time, Ling Tian's soul is still sober and unparalleled. For him, there is only one thought in his heart, and that is to do whatever it takes.

They had to push back the God Emperor in front of them and get the opportunity to absorb the white dragon. Although the dragon lock was broken, the white dragon could not come out after all. Something must have changed, and the situation was just as Ling Tian thought. The white dragon was the only psychic.

dragon.

In order to suppress Bailong, how could God Emperor Gen Tian be unprepared?

Boom!

After a shocking collision, Ling Tian spat out a large mouthful of blood again. As the blood spat out, Ling Tian's body was knocked back again. Gen Tian swiped his spear: "Not enough!"

"It's far from enough. Although you can stand at the pinnacle of martial arts now, it's a pity that your strength is not half of that of the Aotian God Emperor."

"Are you the only one who wants to fight against the Emperor?"

"Looking for death!"

The moment he didn't bother to speak, the shadow of the gun shot down from the air. In an instant, it swept towards Ling Tian with a death posture. Facing Gen Tian's offensive, Ling Tian could only feel fear in his heart: "Damn it, I didn't expect it.

Emperor Gen Tian actually hides his power to such an extent?"

"But why doesn't Bailong come out?"

Ling Tian glanced at the entrance of the Dragon Palace in the distance with his peripheral vision, and a bold thought came to his mind: "Since the white dragon can't come out, I can only take action."

immediately!

In a moment of haste, Ling Tian raised the dragon halberd in his hand. In just an instant, the dragon halberd was swept down with a bold gesture. As the dragon halberd fell, the shadow of Gen Tian's spear was already coming.

Boom!

At the moment of the collision, an unprecedented layer of smoke and dust arose between the two powerful men. As the smoke and dust stirred up, Ling Tian's body suddenly flew back like a bird with broken wings.

Poof!

Blood sprayed again, Ling Tian seemed to be on the verge of death. Seeing Ling Tian's appearance, Gen Tian disdainfully said: "With such power, you dare to speak so brazenly, I really don't know who gave you the courage?"
Chapter completed!