One thousand cyclones and one hundred thousand nine-turn demon kings gathered in an instant, and the unique boxing technique of the Supreme Heavenly Lord. Although Zhao Long was far inferior to the Fenglei Axe in realm and the rules of space, his strength was not weak at all, especially the boxing technique brought this power to the extreme.

"Boom!" The wind and thunder battle axe directly bombarded Zhao Long's fist. Zhao Long felt a sense of loss on his left arm. The rules of wind penetrated it. This lightning was completely different from the thunder and lightning of the Lei family on Earth. This is the power of the origin of lightning.

The violent, destruction and the powerful impact force of the magic weapon made Zhao Long's left arm explode in an instant, but the most important thing was that some other things inside were affected.

"Diet for me." Fenglei Axe was the top ten emperor in Zhongtian Yanjing, but he didn't expect that Zhao Long would suffer heavy damage to his body and soul after fighting hard. This was simply a shame and a great humiliation.

So at this moment, he did not hesitate to use all the rules of wind and lightning rules he controlled. With the power of the original rules, the power of the artifact surged and continued to impact, and to destroy all obstacles.

The left arm and left arm are about to be completely destroyed. Zhao Long used his left arm to block this artifact, and he was only three-point sure. It seems that this left arm is not omnipotent, but I just hope that the teacher's divine thoughts will not be affected. Zhao Long now knows that the divine thoughts that have reached the realm of Heavenly Venerable are almost immortal. He is not worried about the teacher's safety, but is just worried that the teacher will not be able to absorb power without his body, and he does not know when he will get out of trouble.

Zhao Long's right hand was raised, and when his left hand was almost completely destroyed by the wind and thunder axe, Zhao Long was preparing to use that move in advance.

The rules of wind and the rules of lightning are raging. If Zhao Long's arm is destroyed, it will hit Zhao Long's body. However, in this process, a bone in Zhao Long's arm flashes with light. When these violent forces containing the power of rules come, the bone seems to be stimulated, and the light completely wraps up Zhao Long's left arm. The violent destructive force that attacked rushed into it did not damage Zhao Long's body at all and was absorbed directly.

In an instant, Zhao Long's disappearing left arm actually recovered, and it contained powerful rules of wind and lightning, plus the rules of force that Zhao Long felt before, and the arms after rebirth were much stronger than before.

Zhao Long felt the existence of his left arm again, and the most important thing was that his left arm actually broke through. What Zhao Long unexpectedly was that this breakthrough did not pose a threat to his body. He had basically maintained a critical point before. Zhao Long did not dare to speed up and let his left arm break through because he was afraid that his left arm would swallow his body too strongly, but it did not happen now. No, the rebirth of the left arm just now only absorbed the rules of wind and lightning rules. His body was actually tempered by these two rules. At this moment, there was a faint momentum of breakthrough, no wonder there was no backlash.

At this time, Zhao Long had no time to think about this issue carefully. Zhao Long raised his hand directly, and the freshman's left arm actually held the Fenglei Battle Axe.

In just a moment, many people in the imperial realm with weak power did not discover this process, but it completely shocked Weiyuan Hanhai and the others. The rebirth of their arms was nothing to them, but it was incredible to be able to catch the artifact after being reborn.

"One thousand cyclones, explode, nine-turn breaking sky, go to death." Zhao Long exploded a thousand cyclones again, and his power surged out. He could not completely block the attack of the Wind Thunder Axe before, because of the huge difference. At this moment, Zhao Long pushed the Wind Thunder Axe away and punched it out again. Before the Wind Thunder Axe could react, he killed it with one punch.

After killing the Wind and Thunder Axe, Zhao Long's body was filled with power, and a lot of power remained, and he turned around and punched him. The emperor chasing behind him was directly killed by him with one punch, killing one severely, and all the others were scared.

"Jointly, set up a formation, boom..." At this moment, the fantasy dragon was about to rush out, and Wei Yuan Hanhai shouted directly, and everyone joined forces to set up a formation to block them.

The fantasy dragon hit the enemy with all his might, and two of the eleven emperors who joined forces were vomiting blood. The fantasy dragon was not as good as that, and it was also bounced back.

"Prince Poison, it's your turn."

Hearing Wei Yuan Hanhai's words, the Poison Prince raised his hand confidently, a crack appeared in the space, two bottles appeared, and the bottles shattered, and two drops of black liquid appeared. The Poison Prince had a little, and the two drops of black liquid had turned into a cloud of mist and rushed towards Zhao Long and Huanlong and the others.

"Ah..." The screams were shattered because of the painful struggle.

The Poison Prince said proudly: "Even if I encounter this demon-refining water in the late stage of the emperor, there is not much to resist. However, it is not that easy to die. It will take at least 49 days to die, and I will suffer torture every day..."

"Pig Poison Prince, what are you doing..." At this time, Wei Yuan Hanhai roared angrily, waking up the proud Poison Prince. Then he saw that the fog of the Poison Prince actually enveloped all the emperors who had just chased Zhao Long. At this moment, they screamed one after another.

"This..." Prince Poison was also a little confused. What's going on? He clearly saw that it was Zhao Long and that dragon.

At this moment, some raindrops fell in the sky, but with the screams of the first person who was dripping, everyone realized that this was not rain. While the fantasy dragon used the strongest illusion to influence them, Zhao Long went into the air and raised his hand to make some magic water from the demon-transforming pool. A little bit, it immediately turned into the size of raindrops, covering the Weiyuan Hanhai and others who were blocking themselves.

Each drop of water from the Demon Transformation Pool drips into their bodies, immediately burning their bodies into a pit, and then the water immediately hides into their bodies, constantly absorbing their demonic energy and power.

"Bang...bang...bang..." Several consecutive explosions were heard. Even if the existence of the imperial realm was in the body, the water from the Demon Transformation Pool entered the body, it would soon explode. Then the Demon Transformation Water turned into a bead, a bead containing powerful demonic energy and a trace of regular power.

Except for Weiyuan Hanhai and Poison Prince, there were two other strongest ones. The other few exploded, and Weiyuan Hanhai and the others just barely resisted.

At this moment, their defense was broken, and Zhao Long raised his hand to absorb the beads condensed by the demon-turning water into his hand. The fantasy dragon rushed out without Zhao Long's command.

As soon as they left Yanjing, the fantasy dragon tore the space and rushed in. As they just left, while the Weiyuan Hanhai and the others were still resisting the absorption and erosion of the demon-turning water, a trembling pressure appeared over Yanjing. With boundless anger, they wanted to burn the entire Yanjing. All those who felt this pressure and anger had only a feeling of crawling on the ground and did not dare to resist at all.

At this time, Doze was kneeling on the altar in full despair. As for the Great Demon King of Weiyuan and others, they could not even scream.

Accompanied by this pressure, a crack was torn into the space, and a man stepped out of it. He looked like a middle-aged man, and his eyes looked like he was falling into hell.

"Are they really their disciples? Then this time the matter is a big deal. I will catch him first." Emperor Zhongtian said to himself, completely ignoring the countless powerful people who were kneeling in Yanjing and the powerful existence. He just lit up when he passed by Weiyuan Hanhai and others. All the demon-transforming water in their bodies flew out and hidden in his palms.

Then he stepped out again, and the space was like a layer of paper, tearing it apart, and others had already stepped into it.

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The fantasy dragon has never encountered such a dangerous situation. It is simply dead and a Jedi, but it can still be killed in the end.

The hard battle just now changed rapidly, and only Zhao Long knew the danger in the middle. When he finally escaped, Zhao Long had a feeling that death was about to come, which was ten times more dangerous than being intercepted by the twelve emperors of Weiyuan Hanhai just now. Even after entering the void at this time, Zhao Long still felt extremely uncomfortable.

Even in the late stage of the emperor, his current power would not give him this feeling. There is only one possibility, that is, the Zhongtian Emperor is back, and only when the 108 emperors under the command of this human and demon emperor, who are also ranked very high will give Zhao Long this feeling.

For others, it may be possible to escape by tearing the void for thousands of miles in a flash, but it is too difficult to escape from the hands of a powerful emperor like Zhongtian.

What should I do and how can I escape from the hands of Emperor Zhongtian?

Zhao Long was also a little confused at this moment. After thinking for a long time, he suddenly thought of the seven magic pool water absorbed the beads condensed by the emperor. He took it out and looked at it. It was no longer as good as the magic pool water. There was only one blood-red bead, which contained powerful power and even various rules and powers.

"The supreme body, the hand covering the sky, I really didn't expect that these two strongest martial arts in the heavens would appear on one person. Unfortunately, your power is too weak." At this moment, the voice of Emperor Zhongtian sounded.

"It's over..." The huge body of the Fantasy Dragon rushed forward desperately.

But the next moment the surrounding scenery changed, and Zhao Long and the Fantasy Dragon were captured from the void by powerful force. The surrounding scenery changed. The next moment, Zhao Long and the Fantasy Dragon had already appeared in a familiar place, which was an almost dry pond, surrounded by a completely metallic feeling.

Zhao Long was shocked. They were actually caught in the space of the Demon Transformation Pool.

Although he did not take action immediately, Zhao Long did not think he would be polite to him. When he found out that he was taken out of the void, he had already made the worst plan.

He used his left hand with all his strength, and the power above the seven blood beads in his hand and the power of the rule rushed into Zhao Long's body.
Chapter completed!