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Chapter six hundred and sixty-seven, humiliate yourself!

This is a bloody massacre!

It is not the human race that kills dragons, but the dragon that kills all human races.

The white dragon rushed around, spreading its teeth and claws, and spitting dragon breath. There were many people there, so he charged there. Wherever there was resistance, he sprayed terrifying dragon breath there.

Whether it is the huge body of the White Dragon or the extremely aggressive dragon breath, it is not something that the human race can easily compete with.

The dragon clan is really too strong. Whether it is their natural dragon body or the dragon breath that makes people have no power to fight back, it makes people feel terrifying and desperate.

It can turn the rivers and seas, and break mountains and destroy cities.

You can soar beyond the sky or dive into the deep sea.

I have to say that the Dragon Clan is indeed a chosen clan, and God loves this race so much.

It is precisely because of the strong sense of oppression they bring to the human race that the human race wants to massacre them at all costs.

Under the impact of the dragon and the destruction of the dragon breath, the human masters were defeated and suffered heavy casualties.

“ku——”

Another dragon breath.

Immediately after the dragon's breath, another 360-degree rotating dragon swings its tail—

"Huh--"

"Huh--"

"Huh--"--

This is the fierce gasping sound of the human race.

The white dragon hovered in the air for a while, and its huge body slowly fell. When it landed beside Qiandu, it once again regained its human form.

The red blood mist in the pupils has not yet dissipated and is boiling.

After counting breaths, it gradually disappeared, revealing the eyes of Li Muyang.

Look at each other!

silence!

Depressed atmosphere!

Everyone stared at Li Muyang with a ruthless and ruthless evil dragon.

"This evil dragon - so powerful -"

"This dragon must be slaughtered today, otherwise, it will be retaliated against in the future-"

"Human monks should work together and not hide their selfishness, otherwise they will not be the opponent of this evil dragon—"—

Li Muyang's strength made them even more afraid, and Li Muyang's bloody massacre also made them even more hatred.

Today, I will never stop until death.

"Li Muyang, are you okay?" Qiandu asked hurriedly.

"It's okay." Li Muyang said in a deep voice.

He looked at the human monks scattered all over the temple. Some were full of hatred, some were full of fear, some were missing the pain, and some were holding back the pain. Some were injured and their lives were worried. They even wailed regardless of their face.

In Wuyou Palace, one pit after another appeared on the vast white jade floor and walls. The entire walls of Wuyou Palace were cracks of large and small like a huge spider web.

From this we can see how great damage Li Muyang had caused to the divine palace by the way.

If you have another round, I am afraid that the Kunlun Temple that will last for thousands of years will be destroyed by it.

"The Emperor Wuliang Tianzun." Tianbao Zhenren bowed with one hand and recited the Taoist chant. Because Long Xiu swept the corner of his clothes just now, the blue Taoist robe on his body was also corroded by the fire. If the fire was not extinguished in time, he would probably have burned all his clothes.

He looked at the broken limbs and broken arms of the corpses all over the ground, and shouted: "You evil dragon, you kill countless people, will harm the heavens - aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning? People can tolerate you, but God can't tolerate you."

Li Muyang sneered and said sarcastically: "When I didn't kill anyone, you can tolerate me? If someone doesn't tolerate me, I will kill someone. If God doesn't tolerate me, then destroy the heaven. If I don't want to die, who can do what?"

"Arrogant." Yan Bolai said with anger in his face and said in a cold voice: "In this divine palace, there are thousands of strong humans. Outside the divine palace, there are thousands of strong humans. Do you think the humans really can't do anything to you?"

"Hehe, it's really a big deal to kill this evil dragon. Although the human race has a large number, its heart is uneven. They are all greedy for life and fearlessness. When they fought with the evil dragon just now, I could see clearly - you think I'm going to die, I think you're blocking the knife for me. Although the human race has the advantage in number, it can only be beaten passively. What?" In the black fog, the Ghost King's voice was as harsh as the night owl bird.

"Ghost King, why do you have the attitude to say such things? What did you do when everyone slayed the dragon together just now?" An elder of the Changbai Sword Sect shouted angrily.

The Changbai Sword Sect has a large number of people, but there is no expert who can beat the entire audience.

Moreover, I don’t know if it was Li Muyang who did it on purpose. When the evil dragon just collided and spitted dragon breath, the main target of attack was them—

Therefore, in the battle just now, or the mad slaughter of the evil dragon, the Changbai Sword Sect was the force with the largest number of deaths and losses.

I was already filled with anger. When I heard the Ghost King hiding behind and saying sarcastic words, the Changbai Sword Sect’s anger erupted, and the anger was also inclined toward the Ghost King.

The Ghost King sneered and said, "What? Your Changbai Sword Sect can't kill the dragon, so you want to be unable to get along with my Ghost Realm? Others are afraid of your Changbai Sword Sect, but I'm not afraid of you - if you don't accept it, then you can do it with real swords and guns. How about it?"

"If you fight, fight, whoever? Let's not slaughter the dragon, kill you selfish evil spirits first-"

"Then come on." Cui Jianxin, a disciple of the Ghost King in a black robe, said out loud.

choke--

Changbai swordsmen drew their swords one after another and were about to rush over to fight with the Ghost King lineage.

As they said, the evil dragon has not been massacred yet, and the human race is about to have another civil strife.

Of course, the human race never regards this group of people from the Ghost Realm as humans.

"Stop." Tianbao Zhenren shouted.

His expression was ferocious, his eyes were blazing fire, and he shouted angrily: "The evil dragon has not been slaughtered, the war has not stopped, the divine palace is still there, and the seal of all spirits has not yet fallen into the hands of the righteous - but you are going to kill each other, aren't you afraid of being ridiculed?"

According to the state of mind and nature of Tianbao Zhenren, under normal circumstances, there will be no such anger.

However, since he encountered this evil dragon, his anger surged, and the Taoist "Clean Heart Mantra" could not completely suppress them.

In order to massacre this evil dragon and to save life, he led many human races to slay the dragon together.

As a result, the dragon did not slaughter, but was tempted by the evil dragon, and thousands of human elites were buried in the underground dragon cave.

Finally, Tai Shu Yongsheng persuaded him and forced the evil dragon to release the human race, but his close friend, Master Lianhua, was killed by the evil dragon's hand.

After entering the divine palace, these things happened made people feel even more annoyed. They hated the dragon's killing and slaughtering, and were angry that the human race was unwilling to do their best.

Now the dragon clan beat them to the point of falling, and they are still fighting in the middle, shouting the words of slaying dragons - isn't this a humiliation?
Chapter completed!
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