I, the devil dragon, start the game with a loving father and a filial son

Chapter 315 Skeletons
The third pantheon.

The piercing flute sound suddenly exploded in reality and disturbed the tranquility of this galaxy, and then flowers and flower baskets decorated the silent universe beautifully.

Boom, boom, boom da da da.
The dull drums and castanets followed the ethereal sound of the flute to play a perfect piece of music.

Zheng~
A sword cry cut through the void, taking off the mysterious veil of the different dimension.

Gorgeous and disorderly light instantly swept through many blooming flowers, igniting this beautiful picture scroll.

Zheng~
Another sword sound sounded, and countless petals swayed in the gust of wind that rose at an unknown time.

A young man in white with a sword swung the sword down again among the petals, completely merging the different dimension with reality.

boom!
The terrifying darkness began to sweep, endless petals withered and bloomed in the dance, and gorgeous death and beautiful vitality were outlined in the painting at the same time.

This is the joint attack of the eight undead gods. They accepted Shen Zhao's suggestion and prepared to solve the troubles of the third god system.

The flowers became more and more dense, the three pleasant sounds of drums, castanets, and flutes also began to rush, and the darkness became more and more oppressive.

As the young man in white began to gain momentum, the oppression of darkness also reached a peak.

boom!
There was a roar, and the endless darkness erupted ominously instantly. Pairs of scarlet or blue pupils loomed in the darkness, peering out at everything outside with absolute malice.

Zheng~
Lu Dongbin held the sword in both hands and slashed down fiercely. The powerful sword light cut through everything again and divided the darkness and the different dimension into two. All the eyes peeping out of the outside world were turned into flying ash under this sword, showing the power of the gods .

The music of the gods became more and more urgent, and the endless flowers began to rush into different dimensions, as if they were arranging their own venue.

But the next moment, the music stopped for a moment, and then the petals began to wither, and even Jian Guang, who had penetrated into another dimension, also disintegrated.

Lu Dongbin's eyes flashed solemnly, and the seven phantoms behind him were faintly visible, and the huge divine power was surging, blessing Lu Dongbin one after another.

He was originally the one with the strongest attack among the eight undead gods. This kind of blessing and the evolution of the surrounding divine power allowed him to exert a strength far beyond the current divine power.

In the depths of another dimension, two faint blue flames suddenly blazed, bringing endless oppression to all beings, as if just looking at the flames would burn their souls.

step~
The sudden sound of footsteps was especially clear in the music of the gods, and the darkness that was divided into two merged again, and the peeping eyes appeared again, and the malice in it was chilling.

Lu Dongbin's eyes became more solemn, and his indifferent facial expression also changed a little. He held the sword with one hand, and the endless divine power began to gather. The fluttering petals stopped for a moment.

tread!
The sudden footsteps sounded again, and the two flames in the depths of the different dimension got closer, revealing the source of the oppressive feeling.

Is that a human skeleton covered in purple?

The purple skull had just appeared, and the disorder of different dimensions around it was instantly wrapped in a unified darkness. These darkness were very intrusive. Flowers, sounds, and hurricanes, almost instantly, the eight gods fell into the eternal night.

Zheng~
The long-charged sword light charged straight at the purple skull, and the darkness that invaded everything was being split.

Kaka~ roar!
The purple skull turned its head slowly, looked at Jian Guang who was getting closer and closer to him, and suddenly roared.

In an instant, the peeping eyes in the darkness turned into reality, and skeletons of various colors came out of the darkness.

They held swords and shields, or giant axes, and stood in front of the purple skull. Almost instantly, this star field was filled with hundreds of light-years of skeletons, and it even felt a little crowded.

roar roar.
The continuous roar of the skeletons erupted, and they rushed forward and back to the irresistible sword light, and turned into powder under the sword light.

It's just that there are too many of them. Jianguang moved forward all the way, smashing the endless sea of ​​skeletons, but still dissipated not far from the purple skeletons.

The solemnity in Lu Dongbin's eyes was undisguised. The third pantheon suppressed this world of the dead, and it was a kingdom of the dead that had persisted for a long time in the seventh evolution.

"I can't behead you, Han Xiangzi, come here." Lu Dongbin murmured, and the moment he finished speaking, he disappeared into the darkness.

The seven phantoms behind him gradually turned into eight, and one of the thin phantoms slowly turned into reality, and the sound of the flute resounding through the darkness suddenly became a little harsh at this moment.

A young man dressed in noble temperament and luxurious clothes blew the flute full of colorful light in his hand.

In an instant, the endless ocean of skeletons was overwhelmed. Amidst the sound of the flute, the wind rose, and the petals began to harvest frantically following the sound of the flute.

Han Xiangzi's eyes became more and more indifferent. He walked slowly, and pieces of skeletons around him were being erased, making way for him as he moved forward.

The drums in the darkness became thicker and thicker, and together with the harsher flute, the movement was full of killing intent.

The blue flames in the purple skull's eye sockets exploded more and more, and among them, strands of scarlet gradually replaced the blue. It kept turning its head, watching Han Xiangzi approaching with seven phantoms so strangely.

The moment the flute sound swayed over its body, the skeleton moved. It slowly raised a hand, and the endless darkness suddenly gathered, and the sea of ​​skeletons measured in light years began to gather with the darkness.

Huge skeletons landed in the galaxy, roaring and rushing towards Han Xiangzi, confronting the piercing sound of the flute.

Han Xiangzi didn't lift his eyes, and walked forward step by step while playing the flute, but the sound of the flute was even harsher. Even with the heavy drum sound and the rapid castanets pressing down, it still made people feel upset.

The sea of ​​skeletons is still suppressed, and with the sound of the flute, the petals began to consciously drill into the empty eye sockets of the skeleton. Each petal can extinguish the fire of a skeleton's soul, making them fall into broken parts, and then Destroyed by the flute that follows.

The raised hand of the purple skull slowly lowered, the red flames in its hollow eye sockets burned more intensely, and the terrifying darkness became a little viscous at this moment.

step~
The sound of footsteps was very abrupt in the piercing flute sound. Han Xiangzi's footsteps stopped, even the piercing flute sound stopped. The surrounding petals danced more and more quickly, and a giant shield of petals appeared behind Han Xiangzi. The figure is also slowly fading away.

boom!
With a burst of explosion, the different dimensions exploded at the same time, and the endless petals began to annihilate, as if they could not bear the power brought by this huge force at all.

Zheng~
The place where Han Xiangzi was was replaced by a young man in white. A melodious sword cry instantly split the petal shield that was being annihilated, and collided with the purple skull that had just finished punching.

boom!
The powerful detonation made the different dimension more chaotic, and the violent air current blew those skeletons off their feet, creating chaos.

There was an extremely light joy in Lu Dongbin's calm eyes, and at the moment he met the eyes of the purple skull, he swung his sword.

A fierce battle began.

The battle between the skeleton and Lu Dongbin became more and more exaggerated. At this moment, the sea of ​​skeletons seemed to have really turned into a current, swaying in collisions.

Afar, balanced borders.

Shen Zhao threw the fused soul into his mouth, and looked lazily at this battle that surpassed him by a lot. It has only been two days, and these gods are still very efficient.

In a glazed palace nearby, Ju Lan was also silently watching all this.

Now the expansion of balance is very fast. At the speed of Mantra, it has expanded to the third god system yesterday, just because the aura of the eight gods did not continue to expand.

But now, for the start of this battle, there is nothing but a detour.

However, there is no option to detour. After all, the battle between the gods and those skeletons is still very interesting. Maybe it can inspire your own path?
"Would you like to help?" Xiaoyu sat beside Shen Zhao, looking at his laziness and asked.

She always feels now that Shen Zhao has become very salty after returning from a trip, clinging to her all day long, which is completely different from before, which makes her feel a little uncomfortable.

"Wouldn't it be nice to watch a play? What a beautiful picture." Shen Zhao continued to reach into the monarch's space to get the soul, and said like a melon-eating crowd.

"Um..." Xiaoyu looked at the storm of flowers that erupted from time to time in the darkness of the battle, it seemed to be quite beautiful.

"I can feel that the current purification power can suppress at least 100% of the skeleton's strength." Xiaoyu thought for a while and said: "So, if I go to help, the gods are [-]% sure of winning. Watching the allies fight hard What, I'm sorry."

Shen Zhao swallowed all the soul in his mouth, put his arm around Xiaoyu naturally, leaned his head on her shoulder and said intimately: "No, what should you do if you are injured? Wait until you are stronger before facing an enemy of this level. "

Xiaoyu pushed Shenzhao's head away with some disgust: "Aren't you afraid that the gods will lose?"

Shen Zhao hugged the girl's body with a little force in his hands, feeling the softness of the girl, Shen Zhao became very happy.

Looking at the increasingly fierce battlefield, he said indifferently: "Don't underestimate the gods. Once they start to act, it means that they are 100% sure. The process may be difficult, but victory is certain."

Xiaoyu twisted her body unnaturally. Although she had confirmed the relationship for three days, she was still a little uncomfortable with this level of intimacy, and a blush appeared on her increasingly perfect face.

"Be serious, don't play hooligans all day long." Xiaoyu muttered, but she didn't say any more words of support. Her trust in Shen Zhao was quite high.

"I'm hugging my daughter-in-law. I'm not playing hooligans. Don't move around. Let me hug you." Shen Zhao hugged Xiaoyu in his arms, and his voice was low. The provocative tone and the admiration in his tone made Xiaoyu's perfect face The blush is getting stronger and stronger.

But Xiaoyu didn't struggle anymore, just being held in his arms.

Perhaps what she didn't realize was that her red face was full of smiles, and she just quietly watched the battle ahead and stopped talking.

Ju Lan, who was in the palace, cast a glance at his nephew who was not doing his job right now, and there was rarely some disgust in his indifferent eyes.

How can there be happiness in researching topics in love?Really depraved, obviously such an excellent demon
Ju Lan looked away in disgust, seeing the familiar tactics of the undead god, the emotion in his eyes gradually deepened, the battle... is almost over, isn't it?
Zheng~Boom~
A sword cry that was louder than the countless previous sword calls sounded, completely splitting a piece of darkness, and the different dimensions under the space have a tendency to be split, which is very exaggerated.

Lu Dongbin held a skull with one hand with indifferent eyes. In front of him was a headless skeleton standing still. The neat incision on the neck bone made it easy to imagine what happened.

"Five seconds." At the same time that Lu Dongbin's voice fell, the seven phantoms behind him stepped forward at the same time, stepping from illusion into reality.

One of the middle-aged men with a cane and a wine gourd hanging around his waist burst out of breath, and the gourd around his waist instantly became extremely huge, and the mouth of the gourd exploded with endless suction, directly sucking the body of the purple skull into it.

The remaining six gods have their own division of labor, and the colorful light fills the audience, and the beautiful picture full of flowers occupies all eyesight.

Vaguely, the endless flowers seem to form a rushing river, and a fan flickers slightly on the river, blowing everything in it into ripples.

The sound of drums and castanets crazily trembled the petals, and gradually merged into the long river, greatly enhancing the flow of the long river.

As the flute sounded, Lu Dongbin threw up the skull in his hand, the extremely powerful sword light cut down, and instantly submerged into the long river with the skull.

Roar!
A shrill roar sounded from the long river, and the anger in it filled another dimension, making people shudder when they heard it.

Lu Dongbin flew up, his body glowing with colorful light, and endless energy poured out from the bodies of the eight immortal gods and threw them into the long river of petals, gradually drowning out the roars.

"It's over." Shen Zhao murmured, looking at the little skull that was ups and downs in the long river, his eyes were full of thoughts.

No matter what kind of creatures, once they start to transcend time, they are actually immortal. Unless they are much stronger than these creatures, they cannot be killed at all.

The undead gods should be at a disadvantage in this battle, and only eight in one can win.

But even if he wins now, killing the skeleton is still a difficult task, so this scene of obliteration appears now.

Immortality. Troublesome stuff.

I don't know how far the dragon's combat skills can directly hit the source. I hope the upper limit will not be too low.

"You can let go, they will come over later." Xiaoyu said softly, her tone was a little soft, and she felt a little embarrassed.

This also awakened the contemplative Shenzhao, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he couldn't help kissing the girl's earlobe, and when the girl's face flushed red, he let go of his hand tactfully, and replied, "Listen to you!" .”

Xiaoyu glared at him, quickly pulled some distance away, and adjusted her emotions.

hum~
And the crystal palace next to it burst out at an incredible speed, moved forward in an instant, and began to continue to expand.

(End of this chapter)