The third prince Feng Bian stopped talking, and his eyes showed a playful look. At this moment, thin silk threads suddenly came out of the darkness and pierced the afterimage of the ancient true dragon. In just a moment, countless holes of large and small size appeared on the ancient true dragon's body, tearing him up like a ragged rag.

At the same time, Su Tang's body was trembling violently, and he could only feel the blackness in front of him.

The ancient true dragon let out a shrill howl, and was pierced by the silk thread, causing him unbearable pain.

"Father, you probably never thought that the last opponent was me." The third prince, Bing, said slowly: "You use dragon energy to temper the Dharma Realm. If you deal with the Western Emperor or him, you will have some chance of winning, but... I also have dragon energy!"

"Rebellious son..." The ancient true dragon roared. At this moment, he could only condemn the other party like this. With his own strength, the ancient true dragon, who has always done whatever he wants, will actually fall to the point of condemning whom he wants to condemn. It is also a kind of sadness.

"Hehehe..." The third prince Feng's smile became more and more joyful, and then he turned to Su Tang, his eyes began to turn colder again.

Then, the third prince, Wuneng, raised his hand and slapped Su Tang out, and thin silk threads rolled towards Su Tang like a storm.

Su Tang's spiritual consciousness is not much stronger than the ancient true dragon. The true demon soul search of the third prince Feng Bing can release the greatest power in this Dharma Realm.

Countless silk threads penetrated Su Tang's body, almost shattering his spiritual consciousness. However, Su Tang should have felt unbearable pain, but at the moment when his body became broken, he breathed a sigh of relief because the power that was imprisoned was finally liberated.

Boom... Su Tang's spiritual consciousness was completely shattered, and then a giant dragon roared and rushed out of the darkness, rushing straight towards the third prince's sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred

"That's..." The third prince Feng's face became stiff, and then he immediately activated the real demon soul search again, trying to control the giant dragon rushing towards him.

"True Soul..." The ancient true dragon also became stiff, and he stared at the giant dragon blankly.

Boom boom boom... The demon soul search silk released by the third prince Feng Bian turned into a bursting turbulent stream in the impact. If his true demon soul search is like a net set by a spider, the giant dragon is a train that rushes around. The difference in power is too great. It is undoubtedly a dream for the spider to trap the train with his own net.

Boom... The third prince Feng Bian was hit hard. In fact, Su Tang's mind had become blurred, or it was controlled by the true soul. No matter from any perspective, the third prince Feng Bian was his greatest enemy in his life, so he instinctively locked in the third prince Feng Bian.

The true soul is the true master of the Dharma Realm. No matter it is the ancient true dragon or the third prince, the sacred prince, it cannot compete with the true soul.

In just a few breaths, the third prince Feng's spiritual sense had endured more than a hundred collisions and tearings, and became covered in bruises, which looked even more miserable than the ancient real dragon.

Even this Dharma Realm cannot accommodate the existence of the true soul. Moreover, the ancient true dragon has reached the verge of death and is unable to maintain the operation of the Dharma Realm. The darkness is gradually disintegrating and disintegrating.

Suddenly, the expressions of the people changed at the same time, because they returned to their original world, and the True Miaoxingjun turned into a statue again. The True God Kuang seemed to want to jump up from the ground, but fell to the ground again.

Mosquito larvae found a terrifying dragon rushing towards him. He was so scared that he immediately stood up and retreated to the distance. Helan Feiqiong found that Su Tang's figure looked very stiff and was falling forward little by little. She hurriedly reached out and supported Su Tang.

In the Dharma Realm, the third prince, Wun, was beaten to the point of no return, and his spiritual consciousness returned to his body. He regenerated his confidence and then roared: "Good come!"

The third prince, Bian, had all his strength to circulate the spiritual veins, and the immortal dragon power was towards the giant tornado like a tsunami.

Roar... The dragon also roared, and the energy condensed by the Immortal Dragon Power suddenly rolled back. The third prince, Wuneng, staggered back more than ten steps, and then was hit by the giant dragon, and flew out like a small stone.

If in the star field, the true soul would not pose such a threat to the third prince Feng Bian. The Absolute Formation imprisoned the spiritual veins of the third prince Feng Bian, and the true soul was not restricted by the Absolute Formation and relied on its innate power to gain an absolute advantage.

The third prince, Bian, was knocked away more than a hundred meters away, and was only a few minutes away from the realm of the Absolute Formation. He gritted his teeth and drew out a spiritual sword with his backhand.

At this moment, a faint sound of flute floated over from a very far place, and the third prince's expression changed drastically. He knew that time had been delayed for too long, and the Western Emperor finally felt it.

The next moment, a fierce light flashed in the third prince Feng's eyes. When the giant dragon attacked again, he barely avoided it, and then slapped the ancient real dragon with his backhand.

The expression of the ancient real dragon was always strange, as if laughing, and crying, and his eyes were always staring at the giant dragon. The third prince, Bian, actually attacked him again at this time, caught him off guard. By the time he was shocked, it was too late. The fierce energy had already passed through his body, making his image as faint as smoke.

A disc-shaped thing flew out of the ancient true dragon's body. The third prince's siege flew over, reached out to grab the disc, and then waved his palm to slap the Zhenmiaoxingjun.

Thousands of silk threads were rolled up on the body of Zhenmiao Xingjun. She stood like a statue, without knowing to resist at all. As the silk threads were twisted, Zhenmiao Xingjun was shattered one by one.

The third prince, Bing, wanted to attack Su Tang's body again, but he saw Helan Feiqiong, who was fully alert and the giant dragon rushing from the air. What's more important is that the sound of the flute seemed to be getting closer and closer.

"I will find you..." The third prince Feng Bing took a long breath: "On that day, you will understand what the real nightmare is!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the third prince Feng Bian had already jumped outward. Although he was fast, he was not as fast as the giant dragon. The giant dragon hovered down from the air and chased towards the back of the third prince Feng Bian.

The third prince did not look back and threw out a round mirror-shaped object with his back hand. The round mirror quickly expanded and turned into a clear and transparent crystal wall, similar to the spiritual treasure used by the True God to seal the ancient true dragon. There was also a figure inside, which was Xuanlang Star Lord who had a feud with Su Tang in Tianle Mountain.

Xuanlang Star Lord was originally a personal disciple of the third prince Feng Bing. I don’t know what process he had committed, but he was actually sealed in the spiritual treasure.

Immediately afterwards, the dragon had hit the crystal wall, which was smashed to pieces, and the figure of Xuanlang Star Lord was the same. In the extremely powerful collision of the dragon, it turned into countless pieces of flesh and blood.

The third prince, Bian, seized this opportunity and had escaped from the cover of the amnesty formation, entered the domain of the forbidden gods, and went further and further.

The ancient true dragon looked at the back of the third prince Feng Bian with an extremely complicated gaze. In fact, he released the Dharma Realm and his spiritual roots had really withered. Even if the third prince Feng Bian did not take action, he would not last long and would eventually turn into smoke.

As his biological flesh and blood, he didn't even want to give him this time. He decided to go to his death immediately. The hatred and viciousness revealed made all the words pale and powerless, and he couldn't speak anything.

The giant dragon lost its trace of the enemy and slowly hovered in the realm of the paralysis formation. After a moment, it rushed towards Su Tang. The spiritual power condensed into the dragon suddenly collapsed and turned into a rain of light, and merged into Su Tang's body one after another.

After his spiritual consciousness returned to his position, Su Tang regained his consciousness. His first reaction was to hold the magic sword in his hand tightly, point it forward from afar, and cover his head with the other hand. The feeling was indescribable. It seemed that he had a nightmare, fighting the third prince Feng Bian in the nightmare, but he couldn't remember it at all.

"How are you?" Helan Feiqiong whispered.

"It's okay..." Su Tang replied gritting his teeth. In fact, he was very bad. He felt like he had countless steel nails pierced into his mind, and it seemed that someone was constantly pounding on the steel nails, and the real headache was about to break.

At this moment, a mosquito larvae shouted from the side: "What a wonderful star?"

Su Tang and Helan Feiqiong looked over together. The body of Zhenmiaoxingjun had been dispersed by the true demon soul search of the third prince Feng, turning into golden smoke. In the middle of the smoke, there was a Yuan Dan the size of a fist.

The Yuan Dan was slowly rotating, and his state seemed to be very unstable, because around the Yuan Dan, there were tiny black silk threads. Although the third prince's sacrificial penis had escaped, the soul search silk did not disappear and was still corroding the Yuan Dan.

Zhenmiaoxingjun once joked that she is immortal. Even if she crushes her body to pieces, she can still survive. However, her cultivation is destroyed and she still has to start practicing again.

But even Tai! will die. The immortality that Zhen Miaoxingjun said has great limitations, and the true demon soul search released by the third prince Feng Feng is the nemesis of her method.

As long as the life imprint of the True Miaoxing Lord has not disappeared, the damage of the True Demon's soul search will not stop. At this moment, the ancient true dragon is also surrounded by endless silk threads.

Yuan Dan kept releasing a bunch of light flames, and the image of the True Miaoxingjun appeared in the light flames. She seemed to be looking at Su Tang, with a little guilt in her eyes, and more unwillingness and sadness.

As the light flashes, the image of the True Miaoxingjun becomes dimmer and dimming, while the light is released becomes more and more.

Gradually, the light condensed in mid-air, covering the ground and illuminating the dim world.

The afterimage of the ancient true dragon suddenly stretched out his hand, as if he was going to capture the light flame, but his hand passed through the light flame but couldn't catch anything.

The ancient true dragon and the flame seemed to be in two different worlds. He could not touch the flame, and the flame could not touch him.
Chapter completed!