The purple flame fireball exploded on the body of the purple flame ghost dragon, making a loud noise.

The dust on the ground exploded piece by piece.

That scene was like the end of the world.

"howl……"

When everything calmed down, it was Ziyan Ghost Dragon lying on the ground.

From time to time, it let out a deep dragon cry, which was extremely tragic.

It looked at Su Ziyang with incomparable resentment, as if it wanted to devour him.

At the same time, there was a look of unwillingness.

"You're so weak, then, you go to die!"

After speaking, Su Ziyang summoned the Soul-eating Dragon Ant.

Covering the sky and blocking out the sun, it is so densely packed that it is impossible to count.

Each one is the size of an adult.

Every soul-devouring dragon ant exudes an ancestor-level aura, which is connected together like a raging sea, making one's scalp numb.

Seeing this scene, Ziyan Ghost Dragon backed away crazily.

Nai He was injured too badly and couldn't escape at all.

"Master... Lord, save me!"

An unwilling cry sounded.

However, it was useless, and no one came out.

The only response to it was dead silence.

What was waiting for him was the overwhelming spirit-eating dragon ants that blinded the sun and the moon.

"Do not……"

Being swarmed by the spirit-eating dragon ants, the purple flame ghost dragon jumped wildly like an earthworm.

"Crack..."

The skin was easily torn, and the spirit-eating dragon ants got into its body and gnawed frantically.

Gradually, the body of the tens of thousands of meters long Purple Flame Ghost Dragon shriveled up.

Even the flames in its eye sockets disappeared completely, and there was no movement at all.

After eating, the soul-eating dragon ant, with its belly enlarged several times, rushed towards the evil king's cup box, got into it, and began to feed the queen ant.

Then, he lay down on the ground and fell asleep.

"One more sleep, I'm afraid they can break through to the realm of the second-rank Martial Ancestor!"

The corners of Su Ziyang's mouth turned up, and his eyes shone brightly.

After retracting his gaze, he stared at the ground.

"Nine-Headed Insect, since you won't come out, then I have no choice but to kick you out!"

After speaking, Su Ziyang raised his fist, pointed it at the ground, and punched it.

"boom!"

Space fragmentation continues.

The dust was attracted by the turbulent flow of space, and disappeared.

The ground is disappearing layer by layer.

After a punch.

The ground within a radius of 30 kilometers will sink at least 100 meters.

Su Ziyang glanced around, but he didn't find the nine-headed dragon appearing.

"So afraid of me, let me see, where are you hiding?"

Su Ziyang murmured, and took the initiative to use his divine eyes.

The position several thousand meters underground is fully visible.

"So it was devouring the core of the Linghuang seal? How could it make you wish!"

Su Ziyang's voice was cold, without saying a word, he raised his fist and attacked quickly.

"Boom! Boom..."

From the ground, there was only the sound of explosions.

Together, there is no way to stop.

The dust is quickly being evaporated into nothingness.

Seeing it, it was about to hit the position of the nine-headed dragon.

At this time.

"Boom..."

The ground exploded, and a giant dragon with nine heads and two wings emerged from the ground and quickly flew into the sky.

In an instant, he stood in front of Su Ziyang and looked at him coldly.

"Boy, dare to disturb the quietness of this seat, it seems that you are impatient to live."

Nine faucets, the sound is surprisingly consistent.

The nine dragon heads have different colors, and they seem to have different types of attribute attacks.

"Hehe, you should be the one who dares to seize the seal of the Emperor of the Spirit and live impatiently!" Su Ziyang's voice was cold.

"Your Linghuang Seal?"

The nine-headed dragon froze for a moment, and then, eighteen gazes shot out different rays of light, and all of them fell on Su Ziyang.

"Haha, you actually have the blood of the Spirit Emperor!"

"Not only that, there is also the bloodline of destiny!"

"More than a dozen bloodlines, more than this seat, it's done, it's really done!"

"I didn't expect you to dare to come here. In this world, I do things!"

"Be obedient and grab it, you can't escape!"

Nine-headed dragons have nine heads, and the words they say are not consistent.

But their expressions are surprisingly similar.

That is to show a determined expression.

"haha, really?"

Su Ziyang smiled slightly, raised his fist, and struck with all his strength.

"boom……"

There was a loud noise, mixed with air fragmentation.

In the blink of an eye, the nine-headed dragon was wrapped around it, and it quickly spread towards it.

Seeing this scene, Nine-headed Dragon smiled coldly, not taking it seriously at all.

"Hehe, overestimate yourself!"

After finishing speaking, the Nine-headed Dragon spat lightly from one head, and a white light mist instantly enveloped it.

The shattered space quickly gathered back.

In the blink of an eye, it was back to normal.

"This……"

Su Ziyang was taken aback, his face was full of shock.

It can't even shatter the air, so how strong is it?

Could it be that this is the power of the world?

It's just devoured 1, so it's so terrifying?

Su Ziyang murmured with disbelief on his face.

At this time.

"Little guy, let me show you what true strength is."

After finishing speaking, the leading dragon opened his mouth and spit out, a wave of white air rushed towards him.

"boom……"

With a loud noise, Su Ziyang flew upside down like a kite with a broken string.

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Chapter 272 The Heart of the World

"Boom..."

Su Ziyang fell to the ground like a cannonball.

The dust exploded, forming a shock wave that spread in all directions.

A mushroom cloud rose into the sky.

The dust covered everything, making it impossible to see the surroundings clearly.

Many elves standing dozens of kilometers away saw this scene, and all of them changed their faces and secretly wiped off their cold sweat.

Terrible, powerful.

The strength of this nine-headed dragon is unimaginable.

"Is God all right?"

"Is it still okay? How can you not die if you are hit by the power of the world?"

"It's over, no one will save us, even Lord Tianshen is no match."

Everyone muttered to themselves, revealing a pale ashes.

"Look."

At this time, an exclamation sounded.

Everyone squinted and looked at the scene in front of them, shocked again.

I saw, in the sky, a figure was standing in front of the nine-headed dragon.

He is Su Ziyang.

Su Ziyang was covered with a thick shield.

This is exactly the magic skill of the sixth-grade artifact—the Burning God Armor: the protective shield.

It takes 16 crystals of the gods to release once, which can generate a shield of 200 times the current life value.

Hundreds of billions of shield value, like a giant mountain, horizontal in front of the nine-headed dragon.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the nine heads of the nine-headed dragon changed slightly.

"This... is this a fifth-grade artifact!"

"You... you actually have such a magic weapon!"

"However, it will be mine soon!"

"Without an attack, you can't do anything to me, you can only be beaten passively."

The nine faucets all had smiles on their faces.

Looking at the Burning Heaven Armor on Su Ziyang's body, his eyes were full of greed.

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