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Outside of the central capital, legion fighters, soul domain masters, etc., will bear greater coercion.

Ling Yunjue, Hei Tianwang and the others were shaken all over, feeling the shadow of death faintly.

"Is this Longwei?" Jiang Ya frowned slightly.

Taoist Luochen sighed, "This man is the son of destiny, he has his own body of great luck, which cannot be measured by common sense.

"His fate is unpredictable and contains infinite changes.

"Dragon Emperor Ao Jue, you will regret it!"

"Luck? Ridiculous!" Hearing the word "Luck", Ao Jue became more and more disdainful, and looked down at Taoist Luo Chen, "Little thing, I am the Dragon Emperor. You are worthy of mentioning "Luck" in front of me?"

"..." Taoist Luochen was at a loss for words.

Speaking of which, the Ancient True Dragon Clan was indeed beyond his ability to tell fortunes.

Then Taoist Luochen responded dissatisfiedly, "Why not worthy? The powerful and invincible true dragon clan of several eras has also been annihilated in the long river of time. This is the fate of fate!

"It means that your family's luck is exhausted, and the human race's luck is in full bloom. Without the blessing of luck, it is difficult for you to overthrow the luck of heaven!

"It is the wisest choice for the three of us to join forces and crush this person with absolute strength!"

Taoist Luochen, who believed in the laws of heaven and destiny, felt more and more that joining forces was the best strategy.

Speaking of the destruction of a family, Ao Jue became murderous towards Taoist Luochen, "Old man, I'll let you know later what fate is!"

Ao never believed in luck.

But he vaguely thought that since he was lucky enough to survive under the scourge of God and live another life, even if there really was some kind of luck, then he must be favored by the heavens to be able to survive!

Ye Qing, who was still fearless, noticed this ordinary old man, "Are you destined?

He was thoughtful, "Who are you from Yang Tianchen? He asked you to come here?"

"Hey, old man Luochen Taoist, born in the same line of mortals.

"Ye Qing,

If you give me luck, I will leave immediately and will never get involved in this matter, the greater the possibility of your survival. "

Taoist Luochen stroked his beard with a pleasant expression.

"You old bastard... stop dreaming." Ye Qing shook his head helplessly.

At the same time, I muttered in my heart.

He and Yang Tianchen agreed that the Book of the Great Dao is the item that carries the destiny of heaven.

Since the Book of the Great Dao is not with him, he should lose this so-called luck.

But now it seems that the actual situation is not the case.

Ye Qing was a little puzzled and curious, but he didn't care.

Not to mention that he couldn't produce this thing, Daoist Luochen was not qualified to ask him to cut his wrists to survive.

Taoist Luo Chen's face darkened, "You will regret it!"

"I suggest that the three of you join hands." Ye Qing ignored Taoist Luo Chen, and said to Ao Jue solemnly, his fighting spirit was in full swing.

Anyway, it was inevitable for him to fight the three of them.

Instead of fighting with wheels, or being attacked by waiting for an opportunity, it is better to let them go together.

"Little thing, don't you think that if you achieve a small amount of physical training, you can be proud of everything?

"You know, our gods, beasts, aliens, demons, etc. are the ancestors of your body cultivation!"

Ao Jue sneered.

The source of physical training is all kinds of prehistoric beasts, which is the consensus of the Three Thousand Realms.

As a true dragon, Ao Jue has a natural sense of superiority towards human body cultivation.

A prehistoric alien race like the Dragon Race is born with a strong physique, and it can surpass all physical training without training.

Where is it like this weak human race, whose magical powers are not as good as many other races, and it is difficult to match the strange beasts and beasts after hard training and physique.

Ants living in the cracks.

"In the past, any young dragon from the Dragon Clan can crush you! If I still have a dragon body, I can crush you to death with just one finger.

"One mouthful of dragon flame can turn your ridiculous body into ashes!"

While Ao Jue was speaking, his wings fluttered into the air, and the endless dragon shattered in an instant.

He swooped towards Ye Qing.

At the same time, Ao Jue opened his mouth slightly, and shot out a column of black light in an instant, with thirteen dragon shadows swirling and entangled faintly.

Contains a majestic and silent atmosphere, wherever it passes, broken glass marks appear in the space, reaching directly to where Ye Qing is, submerging Ye Qing.

Jiang Ya waved his hand and ordered the people behind him, "You join forces, lead the legion, and destroy the Heavenly Palace revolving formation as quickly as possible! Kill the remnants of the formation!"

He has long seen the changes in the Tiangong rotation formation, and also knows that the remnants of the formation clan have been subdued by Ye Qing.

Naturally, Jiang Ya would not let go of the opportunity to sneak in.

While Ao Jue was dealing with Ye Qing, he broke the Holy Formation and cut off his retreat.

Jiang Ya's eyes were indifferent.

If Ye Qing dies and the Tiangong rotation formation loses its owner, he will naturally be able to recover the formation completely.

But the thing has already been touched by others, no matter how precious it is, he will never want it again.

The same goes for people!

His eyes were gloomy, and his eyes were all on the corner of the city wall of the central capital, the stunner with his hands clutching his sleeves.

Zuo Qingfeng felt this murderous and hateful gaze, and felt guilt in addition to fear in his heart.

In all directions of the central capital, fifteen God-killing Cannons are majestic.

The appearance is simple and bronze in color, with a height of twenty feet, a deep muzzle, and mysterious patterns all over the gun body and gun mount.

Each door is dominated by a master of the soul realm, with hundreds of innate warriors and fifty supernatural warriors assisting.

Under the coordination of the masters in the soul domain, the special magic formula "Mie Shen Wei Jing" was operated in a unified manner to provide energy for the Mie Shen Cannon.

The muzzle light gathers, from weak to strong, from weak to prosperous, until it is as bright and dazzling as the sun.

Boom...

Fifteen god-killing cannons ejected fifteen terrifying energy shells, and each shell was comparable to a full blow from the peak of the soul realm.

It landed on the jade-like barrier, roaring like thunder and overflowing with brilliance.

But the barrier is solid and unmoved.

With the support of the formation clan, it would take at least three hours to break through the Tiangong rotation formation only by relying on the Mie Shen Cannon.

King Shengwei, King Heitian and others all mobilized and attacked from all directions.

With their participation, the heavenly palace rotation formation can be broken within a short time.

A large number of warriors went on and on.

And the Tiangong rotation formation, under the control of formation king Guixuan, was also counterattacking these attackers.

For a time, there were countless casualties, and blood flowed like rivers.

The people in the central capital were all panicked, praying to God, or huddled in a corner with their children and family members in their arms.

The attention of Jiang Ya and Taoist Luochen was in the middle of the battle.

"Emperor Dao Tribulation Light? No, the power has far surpassed the Emperor Dao Twelve Dragons.

"Combining evil spirits, murderous spirits, etc. to condense the murderous spirits of twelve real dragons is a different and more powerful method.

"Could it be that Ji Yuanchen was taken away by the Dragon Emperor's remnant soul because of practicing this secret technique?"

Jiang Ya and Taoist Luo Chen were all well-informed, and after thinking about it for a while, they roughly deduced the cause and effect.

"Does Ji Taiying already know about this? Hahaha, it's a pity that I lost my wife and lost my army." Taoist Luochen laughed.

However, feeling Jiang Ya's gloomy gaze, Taoist Luochen smiled awkwardly, knowing that he had said something wrong.

What he said didn't just hit Ji Taiying's pain point.

If you want to lose your wife and lose your army, Jiang Ya fits this sentence very well.

"Huh? What kind of exercise is this?"

The Dao-killing light dissipated, revealing a body that was more domineering and ferocious than the half-dragon form. ?

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