Wanjie Invitation

Chapter 283 The Style of Dragon Emperor Yingzheng

The figure of the White Lotus Saint King directly turned into a blood-colored afterimage, rolling up the blood energy in the blood pool and flying towards the Dragon Emperor Yingzheng.

"Bastard." Dragon Emperor Yingzheng became furious when he saw the Holy King Bailian directly facing him.

Then the aura on his body changed drastically, and the Holy King Bailian felt an invisible energy appearing beside this guy, giving him a very dangerous feeling.

"Boom~"

Overlord look domineering~
There is nothing wrong with the three-color domineering Qi for the emperor, especially for Ying Zheng and others who cultivated the domineering color domineering Qi.

It was the domineering attack again, the Bailian Holy King seemed to have been punched in the head, and his head was buzzing.

The swollen head caused his body to stop, and he just managed to control it before he stabilized and didn't fall to the ground.

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, a big foot was ushered in.

"boom!"

The head of the Holy King Bailian was still buzzing, but this time it was indeed the reason why he was kicked on the head by the Dragon Emperor Yingzheng.

But at the moment he was kicked, all the blood in the Holy King Bailian also soaked into the Dragon Emperor Yingzheng.

And wrapped the Dragon Emperor Yingzheng tightly all over his body, so he couldn't move.

"Hahaha, you humble mortal. You are not a dead thing when you play with the Holy King's Nine Sky Blood Lotus Pond. As long as I am there, everything is fine."

After being kicked by the Dragon Emperor Yingzheng, although the Holy King Bailian was annoyed, seeing that the enemy still fell for his big move, the anger in his heart dissipated a lot.

He decided that after catching the Dragon Emperor Yingzheng, he must torture him well and refine him into a servant.

The Dragon Emperor Yingzheng tried to struggle out, but he felt the sticky blood on his body getting tighter and tighter.

When looking at Qin Shimingyue Yingzheng who had already suppressed a great god of the heavens, the Dragon Emperor Yingzheng's eyes flashed coldly.

"roar~"

"roar~"

"roar~"

Three loud dragon roars sounded at the same time. This terrifying sound seemed to completely darken Chaoge City, and the light refracted by the moon in the sky was being swallowed by the darkness.

A white light flashed, and a three-headed black dragon directly appeared on the battlefield. This three-headed black dragon not only broke free from the blood lotus divine power that the century-old holy king was proud of.

Dark red magma flames are constantly ejected from his mouth, and the strong and pungent sulfur smell is continuously ejected from his nostrils, spreading to the surroundings.

Black Dragon Clan~
It's impossible~
It is impossible for the Three Realms to have a family of black dragons that we don't know about, even if they are wild.

strong~
Incomparably powerful~
The eyes on the ferocious heads of the three black dragons looked at the White Lotus Holy King playfully.

"Aren't you very arrogant just now? Didn't you want to refine me into a slave?" The black dragon head in the middle of the Dragon Emperor Yingzheng said teasingly to the White Lotus Saint King.

"This is impossible. What is your relationship with the sky?" The Holy King Bailian looked at the body of the Dragon Emperor Yingzheng in horror, and then turned his head to look at the God of Yanbu Shixing.

"Look at him, I don't know him at all." As the only son of Tian, ​​how could Shi Xing not know what the White Lotus Saint King was thinking, Shi Xing couldn't help shouting angrily, is the black dragon a relative of my family?

"Hmph! Since I don't even know you, let's take you down first, regardless of whether you are the master of the sky." Seeing that a junior dared to be unreasonable to him, the White Lotus Holy King felt very shameless, and decided to vent his anger on the Dragon Emperor Ying political body.

Borrowing divine power from Earth Store, as if money is not required, it continuously gushes out from the body of the Holy King Bailian. It is black miasma and blood-red mud, gradually forming a horizon between the whole world, and all life lies in it. This withers.

This is the strength of the Holy King, every move has the threat of destroying the world.

More powerful ghosts flew out of the mud of the blood sea. They stood on the blood sea and kept screaming at the sky, as if they were telling the sky about the injustice of heaven.

From time to time, thunderbolts fell from the miasma in the sky, and then struck on the body of the wronged soul, and the wronged soul dissipated immediately.

The dissipated ghosts form black lotus flowers, and there are heads on the stamens. At first glance, these are the heads of the ghosts.

"Run." Countless Zhou Bing turned around and ran in the opposite direction of Chaoge City, some running slowly were directly swallowed by those black lotus flowers.

The lotus that devours fresh flesh and blood becomes more brilliant and stronger.

"Do you need my help? Dragon Emperor." Qin Shimingyue Yingzheng saw the power of the White Lotus Saint King, his face remained unchanged, and a golden beam of light formed around him, fused with the energy from other people to protect Chaoge City Not invaded by bloody mud.

Regarding Qin Shimingyue Yingzheng's words, Dragon Emperor Yingzheng snorted coldly and directly refused: "No need."

For Qin Shimingyue Yingzheng's kindness, the Dragon Emperor really didn't appreciate it. Everyone was also secretly comparing Yingzheng. Did I look down on me by asking you to help?Or is it that I am not as good as you?
Then he slapped the dragon wings on his body, the wind roared, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and gusts of wind blew from under the wings of the Dragon Emperor Yingzheng.

The bloody mud was directly blown into the distance, and the soldiers of Zhou Bing, who thought they could escape, were the first to be among them.

The wailing, mourning, and the joyful sound of those black lotus devouring flesh and blood formed a desperate symphony of hell, which was creepy.

Then the black dragon that Yingzheng Dragon Emperor turned into flew into the sky like a missile just launched.

It directly pierced through the black cloud formed by the white lotus holy king with miasma.

"roar~"

Yi Yilong roared from the sky, and Ultraman Leo standing under the city had a strange expression on his face.

Then a beam of light shot from the timer on Ultraman Leo's chest to the Dragon Emperor Yingzheng in the sky.

This is the power of light.

"roar~"

There was another roar between heaven and earth, and a transparent disc appeared, catching the power of Ultraman Leo's light.

Then a round sun appeared in the sky, and the sun shone down on the earth, forming a soul-stirring scene in this dark world.

That is light, that is hope.

Ten meters above the clouds, the dragon emperor Yingzheng turned into a black dragon, constantly rolling in the sky.

Wherever he went, the dark clouds receded one after another, and the sun that appeared in the sky shone on his majestic and tall body. The black scales on his body shone with a strange light.

It is particularly obvious against the backdrop of the sun, as if telling the world that all people can be white or black.

Whether it was Qin Shimingyue Yingzheng, or a group of people who were watching Wanjie's video, there were strange expressions on their faces.

Unexpectedly, the always cool and quiet Dragon Emperor Yingzheng pays so much attention to style, and Ultraman Leo even joins him.

But is it really okay for you, a black dragon, to play magic?

In short, this is a black dragon that pays attention to style.

"roar~"

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(End of this chapter)