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Chapter seven hundred and eighty-fifth now I make you unable to climb high(2/4)

Su Fu raised his eyebrows.

This was the first time he felt the power of the imperial realm.

However, there was only a trace of the power of the imperial realm in the Ancestral Dragon Ring.

However, even if it was just a little bit, it actually raised the broken ring to the level of an eighth-level treasure.

Su Fu glanced at the little purple dragon behind him.

Su Fu grinned.

boom!

His arms suddenly became thicker and covered with blue veins. Su Fu used all his strength.

The Zulonghuan was shattered by him.

Bang!

The Ancestral Dragon Ring turned into countless bone meals and flew between heaven and earth.

Su Fu waved his hand, and the bone powder rushed towards the little purple dragon.

"Feel what is the power of the imperial realm."

Su Fu told Xiao Zilong.

Xiao Zilong's eyes were bright, and he made a dragon roar. He sucked in one breath, and countless bone powder poured into Xiao Zilong's body.

The next moment, the little purple dragon's red eyes changed, as if experiencing special memories and inheritance.

Devour the other side of the loophole.

The five worldly expressions changed suddenly.

"Let's withdraw!"

The way of the Saint of Heaven.

If you don't retreat, you'll die...

The purple dragon swallowed the Dragon Emperor's essence in the Ancestral Dragon Ring, and it is very likely that it will transform to a great extent.

A human holy body plus the universe dream ruins made them lose their direction.

Now, with a unique purple dragon, they may really not even be able to escape!

The Holy King Tiandong was full of energy.

His eyes swept and locked in Xiaomeng in the distance.

The successor of the Mengtian Master may be their only hope to leave Mengxu.

In the void.

Su Fu walked slowly.

He also sensed the gaze of the Saint King of Tiandong and raised his eyebrows slightly.

The next moment, without saying a word, passed by directly without saying a word.

He punched him horizontally.

The Saint King of Tiandong roared.

"You can help me and stop the human holy body!"

"I'll break the formation!"

The way of the Saint of Heaven.

After the words fell, thousands of sword lights rushed up all over his body.

The Saint King of Heaven roared, and the three female saints all moved horizontally.

Four great men are close to Su Fu.

He launched a terrifying attack, but it was all swallowed by Xiao Tun.

They couldn't beat Su Fu, but Su Fu could beat them.

This feeling of aggrievance made them almost crazy.

The Saint King of Tiandong took advantage of this time and moved out horizontally and rushed towards China.

Mengxu was created by the inheritor of Mengtian Master.

As long as the inheritor of Mengtian Master is suppressed, Mengxu will disappear.

Losing Mengxu, they still have the power to fight with the human race!

Su Fu naturally saw the figure of the Saint King of Tiandong and also knew the other party’s purpose.

He was just about to move.

Xiao Meng's voice transmission spread.

"Don't worry about him, let him come."

Xiao Meng's voice was very weak, said.

Su Fu raised his eyebrows.

However, Su Fu still trusts Xiaomeng very much.

He glanced at the Saint King of Heaven and the Three Female Saints, and his breath rose and fell.

The dream pattern formation suddenly pressed down.

Buzz...

All four great men fell into nightmare.

One second, two seconds...

When the three female saints woke up, what they heard was the howling of the Saint King of Heaven.

The human holy body violently tore the body of the Saint King of Heaven and West violently into two halves, and blood spreads between the heaven and earth.

The immortal spirit of the Saint King of Heaven rushed out with fear and fear...

The whistling sound suddenly started.

The crunching sound resounded.

That was the sound of the Pen Fairy chewing on the Immortal Spirit.

At some point, the pen fairy had long hair sticky together, wearing a blood-stained white nightgown, floating behind the immortal spirit of the Saint King of the West.

In her hand, there was also a immortal spirit that the Holy Buddha had not been chewed, and beside her, the bodies of two Holy Buddhas were pierced by old Yin pens and flew into the void.

The Saint King of Heaven was frightened.

He has lived for endless years, but he never expected that this would be the way to die.

"No...don't..."

The Saint King of Heaven was full of fear.

Bixian's sticky hairstyle was separated, his eyes were covered with blood. He stared at the Saint King of Tianxi, grinned, and his mouth was covered with blood.

...

The Saint King of Tiandong felt a thrill in his heart. Looking back, he saw the scene of his brothers, the immortal spirit of the Saint King of Tianxi, being swallowed and bitten by the evil spirit.

Heartache is like a knife.

The Saint King of Tiandong endured the sorrow in his heart, and he must live with the thoughts of his brothers.

He will never surrender to the evil forces!

A crystal tears scattered in the void.

The Saint King of Tiandong spanned out and approached the direction of China.

Su Fu touched her nose.

Looking at the three sad female saints and the sad Saint King Tiandong was a little amused and crying.

Did these guys... get the wrong script?

It was them who invaded the earth.

How did he mess with him, Su Fu, like an evil villain?

The three female saints woke up from the nightmare and saw the scene of the death of the Saint King of Heaven and West, and were frightened.

Nine people are in the world, and one more fallen, and now only four are left!

"Three... I hand over any treasures. I can leave you a decent way to die."

Su Fu was surrounded by black cracks and said lightly.

The three female saints ignored Su Fu at all.
To be continued...
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