A sandstorm rages, and the phantoms of several alien beasts restrain the black-armored white dragon!
In the distance, the brother and sister were dumbfounded, and the onlookers were a little in disbelief. The opponent who had just been jumping up and down vigorously was caught with a bloody white dragon on his face?
The woman gritted her teeth and held her sword, trying to step forward to rescue Bai Jiao, but was grabbed by her brother. After struggling twice, she was unable to break free.
"It's too late. Priest Jiuli is too strong and can't be stopped..."
The sandstorm was much quieter. Although the sky and the earth were still dim, you could still see the figures on the huge sand dunes, as well as the skinny old man falling from the sky. The woman kicked the yellow sand angrily.
Many onlookers stared blankly at the Jiuli and Baijiao on the top of the sand mountain, feeling a little pity secretly. There are countless Jiuli in the world but there is only one Baijiao. After death, there will really be no more Jiuli.
The Jiuli master who was still injured sneered happily, they won.
The old priest was even more happy. No matter how much he lost by successfully killing the white dragon, it was worth it. Once the totem of the holy beast died, it would bring huge losses to his tribe's village and even collapse. The white dragon was the totem of several villages of the Bai tribe, weakening the white dragon in one fell swoop. The strength of the Ministry did not allow them to press forward step by step. Those traitors in the White Ministry must not have imagined that the Black Ministry would send people traveling thousands of miles to pursue them.
The most important thing for a winner is to stand in front of the loser and stimulate the opponent with smiles and words.
The old priest with triangular eyes held the skull in his hand and smiled, and slowly walked towards the bound white dragon. No matter how he looked at it, he was not a normal person when he rubbed the skull with his old hands, especially when there were small bugs crawling around on his body. The old guy was afraid. He is not using his body to feed some poisonous poison.
No one noticed that the sandstorm began to spread around the trapped Baiyu as the center, as if it was squeezed out...
It's more like a hurricane blowing from the sky toward the ground...
The desert sandstorm covers the sky with yellow sand. In addition, the white dragon is good at controlling the wind. It is also possible to control the hurricane to struggle to the death. Struggle is good, but if you don't struggle, it will be boring. The winner likes to see the loser struggling desperately.
The wind blowing from the sky to the ground is getting stronger and stronger.
The old priest with triangular eyes smiled and fell to the ground, walking step by step in front of the dragon girl who was controlled by the phantom of the alien beast.
"Bai Jiao, if you are willing to join my Black Division, you will avoid being punished. Otherwise, I will have Gu insects controlling you. That would not be good for anyone. What do you think?"
The black-armored Bai Yu just struggled hard twice without speaking.
The old priest shook his head and stretched out his withered palm. A blue locust crawled around on his palm.
"Actually, I believe in bugs more. Eat them. You will definitely like bugs."
The palm of his hand was close to the restrained Bai Yu, and the blue leech crawled to the dry fingertips and stretched forward excitedly. At first glance, this thing looked like the kind of monster that burrows into the human body to parasitize, but something unexpected happened. The blue leech crawled in the distance. When Bai Yu was one foot away, he suddenly trembled violently and stepped back desperately. He had retreated from his fingertips to his wrists and was still pushing...
The old priest with triangular eyes frowned, and it became clear after considering that the white dragon could spit fire and had practiced the Pure Yang Art.
Gu insects are afraid of flames, and they can't stand the power of practicing Pure Yang Jue. That kind of strange aura will make it impossible for Gu insects to survive.
I had no choice but to put away the Gu worms.
It's a pity that this can only kill the white dragon.
Stroking the skull with a withered old hand, the surface of the skull even had a thick layer of patina. Being able to twist the bones to such an extent proves that it has a unique hobby and is very much like a lover.
In fact, that's right. The bones used in the witchcraft skulls come from lovers. The skulls must be of true love and deep love to have miraculous effects.
"In this case, I have no choice but to send the holy beast to death."
It doesn't matter if you kill him or take him back alive, it won't do you any good. The flesh, flesh and bones of the white dragon are all treasures. The heart, gallbladder and tendons of the white dragon can be used to make many treasures from various materials. Drinking the blood and eating the meat can even increase the power. Great progress.
The strong wind above my head became more and more fierce, blowing my clothes, and the height of the sand dunes under my feet continued to decrease.
"Stop struggling, it's useless. How could our Kurobe fail after planning for so long?"
Pull out a stabbing sword with a faint blue luster from the bone scabbard at your waist. It is extremely sharp and highly poisonous. This stabbing sword was specially made to deal with white dragons. It consumes materials and money, but it can break the scales. .
He held the stabbing sword in his hand and grinned ferociously, deliberately stabbing the helmet's eyes slowly and little by little, wanting to see the other person struggling and pleading. Unfortunately, his face was obscured by the helmet. It didn't matter. He just stabbed the stabbing sword directly into the brain and everything would be over!
Getting closer……
The blue stabbing sword was placed in front of the red eyes, and then, without hesitation, he stabbed in little by little...
In the distance, the brother and sister closed their eyes, unable to bear to watch the death of the white dragon.
There was a slight pause, probably touching the white dragon's skin.
The triangular eyes showed a cruel smile and thrust hard! Half of the blue stabbing sword was completely inserted into the helmet! I saw the red light of the white dragon's red eyes gradually dimming and trembling violently...
Bang~ The black-armored white dragon instantly turned into starlight, and a piece of dim scales fell to the ground and stuck in the yellow sand.
"not good……"
The old priest was shocked and fled away, but it was too late. Just as the scale clone collapsed, eight fluorescent spiritual knives suddenly stood up from the sand around him, and then rotated in a special pattern to create a huge Bagua array!
The surrounded Kurobe masters felt that their cultivation was sluggish and they had to stop casting the alien beast shadows. Of course the old priest knew that this was a powerful trapping formation in Chunyang Palace. It could be broken, but it would take some time. , suddenly thought of something and hurriedly looked up to the sky, and then saw an incredible scene...
The landlady on the sand dunes in the distance was stunned.
"The sky...the sky is falling...!"
Looking from the sky towards the fighting place, you will find that the sandstorm is very light. The strong wind blowing down from the sky has blown out a courtyard without sandstorm. It is about three miles wide and is surrounded by cloud-high sandstorms. This is the only area. No dust.
The scary thing is that there is a huge, dim yellow rotating ball falling from the sky in an extremely terrifying way...
Everyone can only think of one word, the big star falls to the ground!
The spherical hurricane is getting closer and closer with huge pressure. The people of Jiuri and Kurobe who are trapped in the center of the bottom are unable to open their eyes due to the wind, and the height of the sand dunes continues to decrease!
The brother and sister turned around and ran away, speeding away like crazy to avoid being affected by the storm. Others were also running, and even the black horse in the inn's stable smashed the wooden door with its hoof and ran away...
In the sky, at the top of the high-speed rotating spherical storm, Bai Yu was dressed in black armor. In order to mobilize the innate power of Jiao, he specially showed his long tail and pushed the super storm bomb down with his head and feet.
"A big gift for you."
Below, the old priest, whose hair was blown to pieces by the wind and his clothes were violently tossed, roared angrily. The roar of the storm drowned everything...
Looking from a distance, one could see a huge yellow sphere falling from the sky to the ground.
Bai Yu didn't dare to stay above the super storm bomb. He turned around and flew high into the sky with a sound of breaking through the air. After a brief silence, there was a terrible sound of tearing the air from the ground. Thousands of tons of yellow sand flew directly into the sky. In the distance, the dragon gate The inn shattered and disappeared instantly like a matchbox, and the celestial weapons were extremely terrifying.
Many onlookers wished they could run faster...
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