Fengming Douluo

Chapter 480 Sacred Azure Dragon

The bad premonition came true, Ma Hongjun didn’t even think about it, raised his hand and patted Bibi Dong on the chest.

Of course, it’s not that he likes to hit people in the chest, but that this place is closest to the heart, and a little lower in the middle, is a vital part of the human body, that is, the heart as the saying goes.

The golden palm of his hand is radiant with purple electric flames, cast like red gold gods of iron, but there is no use for eggs. In the face of absolute strength, his strength is not enough.

Bibi Dong lightly waved his slender white jade hand, and the purple electric fire dragon rushing out of Ma Hongjun’s palm suddenly turned into a wisp of blue smoke, and disappeared.

In the puff, Ma Hongjun used Tai Chi to protect his body, like a Vajra indestructible body made of gold and iron god jade, but also like a paper man, he was immediately pricked eight bloody by Bibi Dong. He seemed to be nailed directly in the air.

Almost at the same instant, the terrifying suction power came from Zi Yi Yingying’s ferocious spider legs, and it seemed that even his soul was going to be swallowed together.

boom!

A dazzling fire gushing from Ma Hongjun’s body, he was like a pagan who was nailed to a cross and was about to be burned. The blazing fire raging from his body instantly burned along the purple spider legs that penetrated his body.

The fire is extremely gorgeous, shimmering with colorful light, it is Phoenix real fire, Phoenix heart fire, blue silver real fire, real sun fire, real fire of Taiyin, fire of Nirvana, fire of gold elements, which came from the cultivation of Ma Hongjun. The fire of purgatory, waiting for the flames to merge into the Nanming Lihuo.

Especially the poisonous spirit fire contained in Nanming Lihuo, more like a cat smelling fishy, ​​instantly climbed onto Bibi Dong’s delicate body and lit her whole body.

But this is still useless, Bibi Dong’s body just lit up with a faint purple glow, and it had already extinguished the raging colorful flames.

Ma Hongjun felt his vitality fading fast, like the soul of light like mist and the fire Phoenix of Martial Soul, as if torn apart, he was about to fly towards Bibi Dong’s body.

“Huh, huh, why, why?” Ma Hongjun said with difficulty, his blood-stained chest undulating violently, as if pulling a bellows with difficulty, he didn’t even have time to resent Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong sneered, opened her sexy little mouth slightly, and a ruthless cold word resounded in Ma Hongjun’s heart, “It’s only blame, your Martial Soul has awakened an attribute that shouldn’t be awakened. You and I are born against each other. If you die, this seat will kill you. There is no room for it.”

“That’s right.” Ma Hongjun opened his mouth. In the end, he couldn’t say the word “this”, and his eyes dimmed completely.

Bibi Dong’s eyes were cold and he ignored Tang Hao’s violent drink, but the purple spider legs behind her swallowed in vain. She knew very well that as long as she was given a few more breaths, she would be able to take Ma Hongjun completely away. Erase this world.

However, Ma Hongjun’s breathless body suddenly burst out more fierce flames at this moment, the red-gold flame burst, and his whole body was ignited in an instant.

Accompanied by a long and long roar that seemed to come from ancient times, an eight-foot-four-inch-long five-clawed golden dragon, which was cast like gold, flew out of Ma Hongjun, who was on fire, and then turned into a golden light, instantly facing the front of the Pope’s palace. Yu Xiaogang, who was standing still, flew away.

At the same time, with a pop, Ma Hongjun’s body also instantly turned into ashes, a strange flame mark, floating up and down from the red gold flame that was still burning.

Bibi Dong exploded in an instant, and at the same time a pope’s scepter appeared in her hand again, accompanied by a bright golden light, facing the bloody clear sky hammer that Tang Hao smashed.

From the flames and the sound of the dragon’s chant, she felt a breath and fluctuation that even her heart palpitated. Of course, she was also avoiding Tang Hao’s attack.

“Ah!” Bibi Dong screamed, his voice was sharp and harsh, and the deafening scream resounded in front of the Pope Mountain in an instant.

“Jun.” Shui Binger also screamed, but her voice was full of endless sadness, like the world suddenly lost its light, and the light in her heart fell into eternal silence.

Although everyone did not see the process of Ma Hongjun being killed by Bibi Dong, they saw him turning to ashes in the flames.

“Xiaojun.”

Tears instantly blurred Shui Binger’s ice eyes, like a gurgling spring eye. The teardrops on her delicate jade face turned into crystal clear light blue crystals in the wind. As she ran towards the still burning fire, she clinked and scattered all over the place.

Accompanied by the crisp jingling sound, the crystal clear teardrops rolled to the ground, and a layer of frosty frost would form within a square foot in an instant.

Shui Bing’er exudes endless sadness and deadly cold to the bones, every step of the fall will form a layer of crystal clear light blue frost on the ground.

She seemed to have been completely evacuated, her tearful eyes were gloomy, and she stumbling with tears to the ashes that were still burning.

“Brother.” Tang San also cried out sadly, his eyes reddening instantly, as if he turned into a bloodthirsty Shura, and his cold killing intent instantly spread over him. Without thinking about it, he threw away the little boy he was holding. Wu, picked up the Clear Sky Hammer in his left hand and swiped towards Bibi Dong.

“Bibi Dong, I want you to die.”

“Brother Jun (Xiao Jun, Hong Jun).” Shrek everyone also cried out sadly. They never expected that Ma Hongjun would be killed by Bibi Dong.

With a cry of sorrow, Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai and others rushed over in an instant, ignoring the bitter coldness, and instantly surrounded Shui Bing’er in front of the fire.

“Bingbing, stand up and follow my brothers and sisters to avenge Xiaojun.” Dai Mubai roared with red eyes, his voice hoarse and sad, and at the same time full of hatred.

“No, Xiaojun can’t die, he promised me that he won’t die, he won’t, woooo…”

Shui Binger’s consciousness was distracted, as if she hadn’t heard what Dai Mubai was saying, she muttered to herself, regardless of the sizzle of the Chijin flame burning her white jade hands, she seemed to feel no pain at all. Like, pulling hard in the fire, seeming to be looking for something.

“Jun, where are you, you promised me, you can’t die, you won’t, how could you die, I don’t believe it, you won’t die, oooo, no, you give me out what,……”

“Little San, come back.”

At the same time, Tang Hao stood in front of everyone in Shrek. With a wave of his tattered sleeves, he swept Tang San back to Dai Mubai and the others, a pair of muddy drunk eyes filled with cold light, and he glanced at the surrounding people. Everyone in the Martial Soul Hall, stern eyes fell on Pope Bibi Dong, and said, “Bibi Dong, do you want to die?”

“Tang Hao.” Bibi Dong said coldly, and a hint of pleasure flashed in his bitter eyes. Although she was a bit regretful for not being able to swallow Ma Hongjun’s soul and Martial Soul, she had resolved this confidant problem anyway.

With that, she glanced at the Shui Bing’er that was pulling the fire, or more accurately, she was looking at the flame marks that rose and fell among the flames.

In Bibi Dong’s cold lavender eyes, a trace of uncertainty flashed through. On the mark, she felt the breath of the same level as the Rakshasa Divine Sense in her body. What was the situation?

“Does he also have the inheritance of the gods? But how old is he?” Bibi Dong asked, unconsciously relieved, and then set his gaze in front of the Pope’s Palace, where there was a tall and thin figure with a face. Looking at her complicatedly.

“Bibi Dong, you wolf-hearted white-eyed wolf, I fought with you. Kill, Azure, kill her.”

On the other side, Liu Erlong roared sharply, his eyes turned red in an instant, and he subconsciously called out Mo Ziyuan’s original name. Ziyuan maintains the Trinity Martial Soul fusion technique.

Mo Ziyuan nodded firmly, the tactics in his hand changed, and the cyan dragon flying through the clouds in the sky suddenly swung its tail and swooped down instantly.

“Sacred Azure Dragon is the first profound meaning, wind and rain.”

According to Ma Hongjun and Tang San, Mo Ziyuan knew that the legendary Azure Dragon was able to protect against wind, rain and thunder, so his Martial Soul, Luo Xiaoqing’s spirit skills were based on this plan.

Although he is only the four-ringed soul sect, and only added three attributes of water and thunder to Luo Xiaoqing, but in the case of the Trinity Fusion technique, Flemish’s cat eagle Martial Soul gave Luo Xiaoqing the ability of wind.

Moo!

The cyan dragon is dull like thunder, and with a click, a blue lightning strikes down between the clouds, like a dancing blue long snake, accompanied by the violent wind and the dark clouds surrounding the cyan dragon, it is formed by condensation in the air. One by one, the transparent water swords instantly exploded and shot towards Bibi Dong on the square.