Chapter 1489 Young master, run away!
No one expected it.
Ming Su never thought that the most powerful move he used at the peak of the **** emperor, the "Galaxy Transformation" that had killed countless lord-level powerhouses, would be vulnerable to a single sword emperor.
"You, you are not One Sword God Emperor at all!"
Ming Su roared angrily. In his eyes, the galaxy was collapsing, the stars were falling, and the giant dragon descended from the nine heavens came riding the wind and clouds. In the huge dragon eyes, thunder and lightning flickered, unstoppable, rushing towards him.
Ming Su raised the judgment scepter high and shook it towards the giant wind dragon. Under such a crisis, the bright silver-horned beast has already rushed out of his monster space, and one person and one beast unstoppably moved towards the giant wind dragon. rushed over.
The giant dragon roared and jumped in the air, like a dragon like a sea, and the sky dragon returned to its position. The huge aura and coercion made this bright silver-horned beast with pure blood feel a kind of coercion from the ancient blood of monsters.
The giant dragon tilted its head slightly, and the dragon horn on its head slammed into the bright silver-horned beast fiercely. The dragon horn pierced the shoulder of the silver-horned beast, and it was raised high. The blood on the silver-horned beast was dripping, and a mournful cry shook All over the world.
"Dragon, how dare you!"
Ming Su's angry shout woke up all the people under him, and one after another god-level spiritual skills bombarded the Gale Dragon. The light on the Gale Dragon's body flashed on and off, as if it was suffering from great pain, a louder dragon chant came, and the dragon swung its tail in the air, sweeping towards the **** steps.
More than a dozen figures, like a grenade, smashed towards the ground of the Killing Spirit Plain. A **** rank without beast soul armor is simply weak in front of a Gale Dragon whose strength has reached the late stage of the lord's knowledge of Tibet.
Ming Su backed away in horror, even at this moment, the giant blast dragon that killed more than a dozen gods in one blow eventually dissipated due to the exhaustion of energy, and ceased to exist. Ming Su still stared at the void with terrified eyes, as if the Gale Dragon still existed.
Is this still One Sword God Emperor?
Ming Su didn't believe it at all. And Xu Xiaomo also has some doubts, is Bei Tinghuang hiding his strength?
Just as he was dazzled, the last surviving lord, seeing this scene, rushed towards Bei Tinghuang and shouted loudly, "Young master, run away!"
Escape is the wise choice, as long as the green hills are there, there is no fear of running out of firewood!
Under the sharp sword light, Bei Tinghuang raised the soft sword in his hand to meet the enemy. The nineteen flying swords were like a pair of swords, wrapping him airtightly, while the other ninety flying swords were densely packed towards him. Flying out with that lord.
Such a situation, almost no one has seen.
Bei Tinghuang's flying sword has never been used since he entered the **** rank. At this time, the situation is critical, and almost instinctively, Bei Tinghuang's mind moves, and the flying sword automatically defends against the enemy.
Xu Xiaomo has already flew up, and the claws in her hand are like eagle claws, grabbing towards the lord, five laser-like beams, almost at the same time as the flying sword, penetrated the lord's body, knocking the lord The guy hit the hole like a sieve.
A light silver soul pill flew out of the lord's body, and was about to escape towards the jungle of Qingshan. With a sudden wave of Xu Xiaomo's hand, a beam of light passed over the soul pill, cutting the soul pill in half.
(end of this chapter)