Ten Thousand Races Invasion: I have a doomsday simulator

Chapter 89 Counterattack, the Horrific Lord of Silence
Endless mighty power gathered around the real dragon Yang Tian, ​​feeling the fluctuation of time and space, he understood that the endurance of this space had reached the limit.

If it exceeds the limit of space, the ghost knows what will happen to this power that should not appear in today's time and space.

A golden beam of light seems to have crossed time and space, and shot straight towards the dead lord.

The powerful fluctuation seems to imprison the space, and the terrifying power can tear the space at will. Behind the real dragon Yang Tian, ​​it seems that countless worlds are born and destroyed in it.

Seeing this shocking power, the Lord of Silence had no way to dodge, or rather, he didn't want to dodge. The deadly air around him dissipated into the starry sky after touching the breath of the dragon.

In his mind, the little black loli, the spirit of the dead lord, was anxiously pacing back and forth in the sea of ​​consciousness.

She wanted to go out to fight with her master, but there was a golden barrier in front of her that prevented her from going out, even if she hit her body and turned into a phantom, it would not help.

But when the golden dragon's breath was about to touch the dead lord, even if it stopped, the terrifying dragon's breath turned into light spots and dissipated into the space in such a strange way.

Of course, this is definitely not the method of the Lord of Death, but the real dragon Yang Tian forcibly blocked his attack. Of course, the taste of this backlash is really uncomfortable.

The real dragon Yang Tian endured the vibration of Qi and blood in his body, and watched in disbelief, the figure in the distance, the dead air around the dead master dissipated at this moment.

His face was exposed, and he was dressed in slender clothes with black gas floating. Even a man might sink into his handsome face, just looking at Yang Tian, ​​who was in the form of a real dragon not far away, like a god of death.

The black diamond-shaped imprint on the forehead is the most obvious, and there is a dead air constantly floating out of it. No matter how this person is changing, it is difficult to escape the perception of the real dragon Yang Tian. This person is Yang Tian's body in this time and space.

No wonder he felt a sense of familiarity from the Lord of Silence. Even though Yang Tian's appearance has changed slightly, the original aura still hasn't dissipated. No wonder the Lord of Silence was suppressed by him. It turned out that he hadn't succeeded in obtaining this physical body.

Unexpectedly, the body he had been looking for for a long time was actually occupied by the Lord of Death. Now he was a little afraid. No wonder the Lord of Death was not afraid of his attack. Could it be that he had already noticed his heel? Yet?
The real dragon Yang Tian was thinking like this, he didn't dare to make any moves now, for fear that Yang Tian's body would be directly annihilated by the Lord of Death.

However, he suddenly thought, if he knew that he came from the future, how could he not use this body to threaten him?
Although even if the body is destroyed, the real dragon Yang Tian still has the opportunity to reshape the body of Yang Tian in this time and space. After all, his soul is still being repaired in the different dimension of the Dragon Emperor, but this is the worst plan. After all, even if it is reshaping After leaving the physical body, it will definitely have an impact on the future path of cultivation.

"Leaving from that body, I can consider not attacking the dead land."

In the vacuum, Yang Tian sent his thoughts to the Lord of Silence, wanting to see how the Lord of Silence would react.

Unexpectedly, in order to save Yang Tian, ​​the real dragon would be willing to give up the good opportunity of attacking the dead land. After all, it is really not so easy to let all the dragon elites come to the dead land again.

There is no way to do this, if something goes wrong with Yang Tian in this time and space, no one can know what will happen to him in the future, that is, what will happen to him now.

Feeling that his origin hasn't changed, at least it can show that he hasn't touched Yang Tian yet.

"Leave? Why should I leave? This is my body."

The cold voice returned to the mind of the real dragon Yang Tian, ​​with a hint of mockery.

After hearing this voice, a bad thought came to Zhenlong's heart, did he know something?

"It was your body? What are you talking about??"

There is a trace of anger in the eyes of the real dragon Yang Tian, ​​if this is his body, then what is Yang Tian who is still sleeping in his different dimension space?
"Your Excellency, you invaded my body for no reason, injured my people, and then attacked my territory aggressively. I don't know what qualifications you have to be angry."

The icy voice echoed in the starry sky, and the powerful dead air erupted, causing countless figures to float inside.

The huge Buddha in the flesh, the strange headless fairy, the terrifying green ghost with sharp teeth, each of them was wrapped in a strong and disgusting dead air, as if they could feel the vibration of the soul just by looking at it.

The Lord of Dead Silence holds a Taidao with the edge facing upwards, and seems to be struggling, slowly waving it at the Lord of True Dragons.

In an instant, like a peacock spreading its tail, the back of the flesh Buddha squirmed and turned into a terrifying flesh and blood Buddha with thousands of hands.

The headless strange fairy held a broken sword, and the broken clothes moved without wind. Countless tentacles appeared out of thin air on the neck of the severed head, flying all over the sky like catkins.

The ghost with green teeth changed for a while, with sharp teeth and sharp mouth, and the magic was overwhelming. The facial features began to merge, and the body was unaffected and distorted with the surrounding illusions.

The sword that was gradually waving was facing the True Dragon Lord, and the Buddha responded instantly. A strange character on the huge Buddha's palm slapped down on the True Dragon Lord fiercely.

Each of these three people is half the size of the True Dragon Lord. Although they are not as big as his body, the fluctuations they emit are not low at all.

The headless celestial being and the green-toothed ghost also made moves one after another. The celestial being wrapped in dense tentacles wielded his broken sword, and even with a wave, the countless tentacles rushed towards the real dragon like a huge wave.

The dense tentacles wrapped the real dragon's body in an instant, and the corrosive gas was constantly emitting from it, causing the real dragon's scales to melt.

The blue-toothed devil melted and blurred for a while, unable to perceive his true form, the only thing he could see was that he turned into a blue light and shot towards the eyes of the real dragon Yang Tian.

And in the line of sight of the real dragon Yang Tian, ​​just as he resisted the thousand-handed Buddha that appeared on his head, he was attacked by countless corrosive tentacles, causing a burst of powerful pain to appear on his dragon body.

Before he could react, he saw a towering blue-faced devil, pounced towards his face, and stabbed straight into the depths of his soul.

(End of this chapter)