The atmosphere in the venue was frozen.

The Tenth Century Holy Spirit Formation was liberated, but it temporarily lost its direction of action.

Rao Yaoyao couldn't find the whereabouts of the Luck Golden Dragon, and Dao Qiongcang was also shocked that the divine sword Xuan Cang would lose hundreds of years of luck in the Holy Temple Hall.

The two people were frozen on the spot, and those who were close to each other could tell that something was wrong with the situation.

"What happened?" Teng Shanhai asked in confusion.

The communication between Rao Yaoyao and Dao Qiongcang was conducted through sound transmission, and outsiders did not understand the specific situation of the battle at all.

On the ground, the people in Dongtianwang City and Yunlun Mountains were relieved from their mad state, and collectively burst into cheers, loudly singing in praise of the power and virtue of the Holy Temple.

But high in the sky, Rao Yaoyao and Dao Qiongang's Holy Thought phantom looked at each other, both in extremely bad moods.

Teng Shanhai received no response to his question.

However, at this time, a sudden sound appeared.

"Hiccup~"

A burp.

From the Holy Emperor Dragon Scale!

Rao Yaoyao's expression changed drastically, and he immediately looked back at the black dragon scales.

Dao Qiongcang also felt something. After looking back, even the phantom of the Holy Thought could not maintain its shape due to shock and began to tremble.

"Charming quack quack..."

After burping, a weird laugh oozed out from the Holy Emperor's dragon scales.

Following this, there was a sinister and deep sigh, and the voice was full of praise, saying: "It's such a wonderful taste, this emperor, I haven't been so full for a long time..."

The sound was not loud, but it passed through the hearts of all the spiritual masters within the scope of the Tenth Epoch Holy Spirit Array very clearly.

As soon as the spiritual masters in Dongtianwang City and Yunlun Mountains heard this, they all fell into a state of sluggishness as if they had been struck by lightning.

"Who!" Teng Shanhai's pupils suddenly shrank, and he stared at the Holy Emperor's dragon scale, with a bad premonition in his heart.

A wisp of black smoke rises from the Holy Emperor's dragon scale.

In an instant, it expanded to the size of a hundred feet!

High in the sky, all Taixu who were still awake were shocked when they saw this.

I saw that in the place shrouded in black smoke, there was an extremely thick golden mist bundled into it.

The golden mist seemed to be struggling violently, sometimes turning into a twisted golden dragon, and sometimes being tortured by black smoke and dispersing into invisible mist.

"Isn't this the Luck Golden Dragon summoned by the Divine Sword Xuan Cang just now?" Far behind, Master Huang Yang's eyes widened, full of disbelief.

The lucky golden dragon was eaten?

Can this thing still be eaten?

"It's really you..." Rao Yaoyao's eyes were about to burst.

She had never thought about it, nor could she imagine how the sword that she relied on the Forgetting Sword and the power of luck to attack all the spiritual refiners on the ground would be intercepted by the Demon Emperor Black Dragon and successfully eat the sword.

The power of luck?

This makes no sense at all!

"That sword of mine was clearly not aimed at the dragon scale..." Rao Yaoyao looked at Dao Qiongtian in confusion, hoping to get the answer from the Dao Palace Master who was also in the holy realm.

The lucky golden dragon is lost.

The Holy Temple lost at least a hundred years of luck.

She, Rao Yaoyao Rao, may not be able to bear this battle loss in the future!

"Demon Emperor Black Dragon..."

The voice of the Holy Thought incarnation of Dao Qiongtian spread out, but at this time it was full of solemnity.

No one can imagine that the dragon scales of the Demon Emperor Black Dragon really contain a trace of the Holy Emperor's thoughts that belong to its own body.

It is too difficult to activate the Holy Emperor's will.

But after going around a long way, it relied on the centuries-old luck of the Holy Temple to hatch and take shape.

Kill one thousand enemies and make up for eight hundred.

Guaranteed profit without loss!

Rao Yaoyao lost her composure. She couldn't bear the end of being teased, and a dark energy appeared in her eyes unconsciously.

Seeing the Golden Dragon of Luck still struggling in the black smoke, at this time, if there is an external attack, it is possible that some of the power of luck belonging to the Holy Temple can be regained.

Even if it's only 10%, she will be able to bear a lot less responsibility afterward!

Anticipating this, Rao Yaoyao no longer hesitated and pounced forward, holding the divine sword Xuan Cang.

"How dare you tease me!"

call out!

Black Smoke and Dragon Scale seemed to be frightened and did not dare to challenge the power of the Sword Immortal, so they retreated at the speed of light.

Rao Yaoyao was able to push forward, and with one move of the divine sword Xuan Cang, the power of luck flourished again...

"enough!"

At this moment, a thunderbolt sounded in the clear sky, and the sound of holy wrath pulled Rao Yaoyao back from his mad state.

"Don't you still think that the power of luck has been lost enough?" Dao Qiongcang's scolding voice sounded in his ears, "Look carefully, the golden dragon of luck has been devoured long ago. Everything you see is...

It’s an illusion!”

Rao Yao Yao suddenly stopped, as if he was enlightened.

After she woke up, cold sweat hit her back.

When he opened his eyes again and looked around, sure enough, the shape of black smoke escaping from the dragon scales in the distance was completely different from what he had seen before.

Where is the golden mist bundled with black smoke that is constantly struggling in it?

How can you feel that the golden dragon of luck can break through the shackles in the next second and return to the embrace of the divine sword Xuan Cang?

The hundred feet of black smoke in front of me has already condensed into the complete form of a black dragon, ferocious, vicious, and extremely vicious!

"It turns out that it's gone a long time ago..." Rao Yaoyao's red lips were stunned, and she was dumbfounded.

She finally figured it out. After that burp, the golden dragon of luck had been completely devoured.

What he saw next was just the phantom power of the Holy Emperor transformed by the Demon Emperor Black Dragon. He wanted to make him lose his wife and then lose his troops again!

"Click."

Rao Yaoyao's fingers tightly locked the hilt of the divine sword Xuan Cang, and a clicking sound came from the knuckles.

She was furious.

What a vicious and cunning person this is!

After one plan was successful, there was still another plan. If it weren't for Dao Qiangcang who was watching and affected by the power of the Holy Emperor, would he have paid off all the power of destiny in the divine sword Xuan Cang right now? Go in?

"Charming quack quack..."

The phantom of the Demon Emperor Black Dragon laughed jokingly again, and his words were full of sarcasm, "You juniors are really a bit unlovable. How can you honor your elders with only staple food and no dessert after dinner? "

As soon as his words stopped, the dragon's head trembled.

"Hiccup~"

Another burp...

Rao Yaoyao's heart trembled.

How shameless!

With the help of the luck of the Holy Temple, he appeared in this world, but he still wanted to eat more.

If you succeed, you will die without a burial place after me!

At this time, the spiritual masters in Dongtian King City and Yunlun Mountains had already recovered from the shock of the first voice of the Holy Emperor, and they all looked up to the sky, filled with horror.

Above the sky.

On one side is the form of clouds and mist, the outline of which is indistinct, the incarnation of holy thoughts in the sky, as high as the sky.

On one side is the five-clawed black dragon, the phantom of the Holy Emperor hovering in the sky, surrounded by black smoke. It is hundreds of feet in size.

The half-saint shadow lowered its eyes, as if looking down at the five-clawed black dragon.

But the five-clawed black dragon raised its pair of scarlet eyes, with a playful look in its eyes, as if it could turn clouds and rain in a flash, and even make fun of all the people in the world.

——Evenly matched!

Valley Ibis

"This, this, this..."
To be continued...