Chapter 722: Ancient Devil Dragon vs Octopus Saint
"Huh... finally came out!"
In a piece of void, a void portal appeared out of nowhere, and then dozens of figures appeared in succession. The silver-robed masked man headed by him took a sigh of relief, with a lingering expression in his eyes.
The disciple of the Shenluo Sect just now accidentally cut off the large formation with a sword, and there must be a noble person secretly helping.
And the void portal that suddenly appeared.
It should have been secretly opened by this nobleman.
This means that there must be someone secretly helping them in the Seven Star Clan.
The man in the silver robe mask was very clear in his heart that what could help them was not because of the face of these little monks of life and death, but because of this ancient signboard of the Tianji Pavilion.
Maybe the first ancestor of Tianji Pavilion had a secret connection with this nobleman.
"Haha, we are out..."
"I thought that the void portal leads to another world, and I didn't expect it to bring back our world!"
"That's great!"
The disciples of the four major sects, for the rest of their lives, looked excited, and started talking about each other.
"You all go back, this matter must be tight-lipped, don't mention it to anyone, not even the master of your sect!"
The man in the silver robe mask waved his hand and commanded with a serious expression on his face.
"clear!"
The disciples quickly agreed.
"Let's go!"
The man in the silver robe mask issued an order to dismiss the guest.
Whizzing……
The disciples of the four major sects broke through the air in four directions respectively.
"I walked too quickly just now, the top of Qixing Mountain was misty, and I didn't see who was fighting with the Qixing Clan..."
The man in the silver robe mask stood on the spot, looking at the direction of the void portal that had disappeared, and said with a deep voice.
After a while.
The man in the silver robe mask sighed: "This time I went to Xiantang, and I didn't get any results. I don't know how to face the pavilion master..."
After sighing.
He turned around and flew quickly towards a certain place.
"I hope you won't let me down..."
Another place.
Inside the carriage of a black cart, Ye Yun's clone raised his head, looked at the figure of the man in the silver robe, and said softly.
Putting these people back, naturally, was to find the nest of Tianji Pavilion.
For Tianji Pavilion-
Ye Yun also hoped that by putting a long line this time, he could catch a big fish.
...
In the world of Xiantang.
After the gods and ghosts sent the silver-robed mask man out, Ye Yun turned his gaze to the eight-pole saint and the ancient magic dragon.
Next.
These two guys are going to officially head-to-head.
However, Ye Yun is more optimistic about the ancient magic dragon.
It's not that the Baji Saints are not strong, but the ancient magic dragon occupies various favorable factors such as the time, place, and people. This will form a strong suppression on the Baji Saints.
"Long Zu, this is the Baji Saint, the enemy of my Seven-Star Clan. Please also ask your old man to take action to punish this person!"
The first star ancestor clasped his fists with both hands and looked solemn.
"Also ask Long Zu to kill this person!"
The other six star ancestors shouted loudly at the same time.
The sound rumbling, like thunder, spread throughout the Qixing Mountain.
The people of the Seven-Star Clan were extremely excited when they saw the huge dragon.
As the descendants of the dragon tribe, these tribesmen have never seen a real dragon, so they have such a performance.
"Presumably this dragon ancestor is the true foundation of my Seven Star Clan!"
An old man of the Seven-Star Clan, with the seventh-level cultivation base of the life and death realm, looked up at the huge dragon body, and said excitedly.
"Yes, as the descendants of the Dragon Clan of our Seven Stars, how could it be possible that there is no real dragon sitting in town?"
Another old man stood up tremblingly in the crowd, leaning on crutches, and said with a presumptuous smile.
The other Seven Star tribesmen all had smiles on their faces at the same time.
"This time, Lord Longzu will definitely kill the Baji Saints and re-justify my Seven Stars in the world of Xiantang!"
The old man said loudly.
"Long live Long Zu!"
Hearing the words of the old man, the surging Seven-Star tribe kept kowtow, cheered loudly, and the atmosphere was unusually enthusiastic.
"Don't worry, as Long Zu, I will naturally clean up this guy!"
When the ancient monster heard the sound of falling mountains and seas, he enjoyed it very much, and replied in a loud voice.
"Long Zu?"
The Baji saint looked at the ancient magic dragon, his eyes were stern, and he asked in a deep voice: "When is there a dragon ancestor living in this world of the Seven Star Clan?"
"That's your ignorance!"
The First Star Ancestor waved his sleeves and said coldly.
"Stop talking nonsense, let me see what the **** do you possess, the eight-pole saint?"
Seeing the octopus saint is extremely arrogant, the ancient magic dragon is furious, spreading its teeth and dancing claws, turning into a blue light, and rushing to the octopus saint!
call!
The Baji saint raised his iron fist and smashed it without hesitation.
In midair.
One person and one dragon fought together, and the iron fist slammed into the dragon's claws, and there was a loud bang.
The Baji saint retreated again and again, and the blood was dripping from the palm of his hand.
"What kind of dragon is this? The flesh is so powerful!"
The eight-pole saint's heart was awe-inspiring, a blood cell disappeared, and the injury on his palm recovered in the next moment.
"Such a quick recovery ability?"
Seeing the Baji saint recovering suddenly, the Ancient Devil Dragon was also startled.
call!
It slammed the dragon's tail, and once again ran into the Octopus Saint.
The Baji Saint was not afraid, and once again met him with an iron fist.
boom!
A earth-shaking sound echoed in Qixing Mountain.
The big seven-star array also shook a few times, and drew the shock wave.
The Baji Saints retreat again.
The power of this dragon tail is stronger than dragon claws.
His entire hand bones were actually shattered.
"The body of this eight-pole saint is really no match for the ancient magic dragon..."
Outskirts of Qixing Mountain.
The **** cat looked at this shocking battle through the water mirror, and there was a trace of terror in his eyes.
The strength of the Ancient Devil Dragon really broke through his imagination.
Another blood cell disappeared.
The palm and arm of the Baji saint healed.
"What kind of supernatural power is this? He recovered so quickly!"
The ancient magic dragon was shocked.
It glanced at the dense blood cells around it, and suddenly a fierce color rose in its eyes.
The ancient magic dragon shook the void, and once again rushed towards the Baji Saint.
"Baji saint, this dragon ancestor does not believe that you can't be beaten to death!"
"Haha, you can try if you don't believe me! Long Zu, although you are very strong, you must be the one who died in the end!"
The Baji Saint smiled coldly, raised his iron fist, and fought together with the Ancient Demon Dragon.
Boom...
A sound of earth-shaking sound resounded like waves of thunder in the entire array of Qixing Mountain.
Fortunately, there is this large array of protection.
Otherwise, the entire Seven-Star Mountain, including all the members of the Seven-Star Clan, will be abruptly wiped out by the aftermath of the battle of the powerhouse of the gods.
"As expected of Dragon Ancestor, the Baji Saint is in his hands, he is not an opponent at all! Haha!"
The Seven Great Star Ancestors saw the eight-pole saints who were retreating steadily.
The dawn is already in sight.
It won't take long for the Baji Saint to be defeated by Longzu.
Fight for an hour.
The Ancient Devil Dragon was panting, and it was also a little tired.
But on the other hand, the eight-pole saint is still alive and vigorous, and his combat power is always at its peak, but there are some threats to it.
"Longzu, in the eight domains, I am an immortal existence, don't you still surrender?"
The Octopus saint laughed and attacked frantically.
"Let this dragon ancestor surrender? How could that be possible?"
The Yougu Devil Dragon roared, with fierce rays of light in his eyes.
At this moment, in its mind, a piece of ancient inheritance text suddenly appeared.
This paragraph of inheritance turned out to be the mantra of how to control the big formation of Qixing Mountain, and an ancient formation magical power formed after the control of the big formation.
