Fantasy: I Can Blow Up All Worlds

"What kind of thing are you."

The disdainful voice spread, and then Dongfang Wenxia stretched out his hand a little, a dim light of plague appeared, and the dragon carving king's attack was immediately met.

When the two meet, like a big star exploding, heaven and earth riots, a peerless wave of turmoil.

"kill."

In the rear, a group of human warriors swarmed up and rushed directly into the Dragon Eagle Fist.

"Boom!"

Riots here.

"Chang!"

A powerful sword light appeared on the sky, and a sword cut down the head of the dragon sculpture.

But the next moment, another dragon sculpture appeared, and the golden claws directly grabbed the top of the person's head, squeezed his head directly, and the headless corpse fell from the air.

"Old Seven."

The crowd exclaimed, a figure rose into the sky, took the fallen corpse of the brother, raised his hand, and shot out a huge flood dragon, which was amazing.

"cut!"

On the other side, a martial artist with nine levels of true soul realm pointed like a sword. The fingertips formed a golden glow, which turned into a sword shape, rapidly enlarged, reaching hundreds of pieces, and broke through with the momentum of sweeping thousands of troops.

"Chang."

A huge dragon sculpture, second only to the Dragon Sculpture King, appeared, and the golden claws grabbed it, and the brilliance was dazzling. If a round of sun blooms, it collides with hundreds of huge golden sword lights.

In a violent shaking, heaven and earth resonated.

The golden sword light was broken open and scattered in the void.

"Roar!"

There are too many dragon sculptures, and the sky and the earth are pressed down, and all the enchanting blood flashes in the void, like three thousand bloodshots falling rapidly, tied to the martial arts below.

"broken."

At the critical moment, Ye Yusheng pointed, a flame of gods bloomed, and directly cut off the three thousand blood, and then covered several dragon sculptures and burned violently.

The dragon sculptures in the flames struggled fiercely, but no matter how hard they struggled, they couldn't get rid of the flames.

After a while, a scorched dragon corpse fell from the sky.

...

The battlefield here is divided into hundreds, and all human warriors are fighting on their own.

It's not that they don't want to join forces, but that there are too many dragon sculptures, and they are directly separated and siege.

The corpses of human warriors fell from the sky to the earth from time to time. In the process of falling, more dragon sculptures swarmed up and ate the human corpses and swallowed them into the abdomen.

However, more dead bodies of dragon carvings.

After all, this is a group of dragon eagles. Not all dragon eagles are very powerful. There are naturally some weak ones. These weak ones have become the primary targets of human warriors.

The battlefield was magnificent and extremely tragic.

At a certain moment.

"Huh!"

An extremely stern screaming scream resounded across the sky.

Not neighing, but screaming.

I saw the dragon carving king's body entangled with the power of the plague, corroding his flesh to an imperfect appearance, and the plague patterns were tied to the dragon carving king's body like a chain, and strangled into the flesh and blood.

"boom."

The body of the Dragon Carving King fell from the sky and died in Dongfang Wenxia's hands.

What about the Eightfold True Soul Realm?

Don't forget, he has inherited the power of the plague god, the mere dragon carving king, even if it is the peak of the true soul? What about the thin blood of the dragon?

It's hard to escape death after all.

When the dragon carving king died, the huge dragon carving group suddenly panicked.

"withdraw."

The number of dragon sculptures died was indeed a bit high. In the end, under the order of a powerful dragon sculpture second only to the Dragon Carving King, the dragon sculptures that covered the sky and the sun rose into the sky and turned into a dark cloud.

For the monsters to leave Ganzhou and enter Youzhou this time, the Dragon Sculpture is not the absolute main force, and the Dragon Sculpture family does not want to lose too much. After the Dragon Sculpture King falls, it is better to retreat early in order to avoid excessive casualties.

If you put together the Dragon Sculpture Clan, you can definitely leave everyone behind, but in this case, the gain is more than the loss.

The demon clan is not only the dragon carving clan, but the dragon carving clan is not the only one who pays here, they are all guardian kings, and other demon naturally also contribute.

...

The dragon sculpture quickly dispersed.

Neither Ye Yusheng, Dongfang Wenxia, ​​nor other warriors pursued it.

Ye Yusheng glanced back. There were a lot of dead warriors, and even the corpses could not be left. They were all swallowed by the dragon carving group.

"Huhuhu!"

Everyone was gasping for breath. This battle didn't last long, but the intensity of the battle was very high. After a short battle, everyone's body was covered with scars and was stained with blood.

Even so, their fighting spirit is even higher at this moment.

"Cool."

A warrior in magical costumes grinned in pain, but refused to admit defeat, shouting that the battle was comfortable.

Others were also infected by his appearance. There was no grief for the death of their comrades, but some were just more intense fighting spirit.

"..."

Looking at the martial artists following him, Ye Yusheng didn't say anything, but he showed his support for their demon killing this time.

"Wow!"

A large number of soul plants that recovered their bodies flew out of the Qiankun bag.

Ye Yusheng is very rich. These things are all he obtained from the immortal realm. Whether it is the treasures obtained from the Tongtian Golden Tree or snatched from others, they are rare treasures.

He has a lot of these things, and he doesn't use his own on weekdays, so just give it to these people.

When he was in the restaurant a few days ago, he had already given all the treasures he should give to his brothers. The rest of these things were exchanged from Song Qingyun's hands, and he had to be skinned.

In this case, it is better to improve the combat power in front of you.

"Wow!"

He gave too many treasures, and for a while, the place was radiant, all kinds of treasures exuded a rich brilliance, and a rich fragrance spread.

"hiss……"

A sound of cold breath spread.

"Take what you can use and get together to recover from the injury." Ye Yusheng didn't have the gift of superiority on his face, he just said this sentence in a very calm tone.

"Recover as soon as possible, then...you can come to me."

"Less seats, where are you going?" Someone heard another meaning in the words.

"..."

He didn't respond, just cast his gaze on the majestic purple dragon shadow in the distance. It was too huge and its aura became stronger and stronger.

Everyone understood.

"Less seats."

No one stretched out his hand to grab the treasure in front of him, but clasped his fist to Ye Yusheng and said respectfully: "When I recover from the injury, I will definitely go to help the few seats."

"Just so, ask Xia, let's go."

"boom."

Ye Yusheng rose into the sky again, rushing towards the purple dragon shadow in the distance.

"Ha ha."

Dongfang Wenxia finally glanced at the martial artists, nodded lightly, and then rushed directly, chasing Ye Yusheng's figure.

Their goal is clear. This battle is inevitable, and if they want to resolve it as soon as possible, they must capture the king.

And the purple dragon shadow, if you guessed it correctly, it must be one of the three big royal families in Yaozhou, the purple dragon bat.