From Douluo marrying the second emperor of ice and snow

Jialing Pass!

Just like the arrangement of fate, it seems that the fate that cannot be escaped is this battlefield again.

A murderous aura filled the sky, and the clouds were dense, covering the bright sun.

The roar of the war drums was thunderous, and the momentum was monstrous.

On one side of the coalition forces of the two empires, there are strong soldiers and horses, and the battle formation can't see the end at a glance, and it is impossible to judge how many people there are.

Especially those figures standing in the sky, the powerful aura piercing through the sun and the moon, stirring up the wind and clouds in all directions, making people afraid to look directly at them.

Compared with it, the Wuhun Empire is much thinner.

For more than three years, although the real decisive battle did not happen.

But the small frictions have never stopped. The Wuhun Empire has been suppressed. The once million-strong army, now only has more than 20 left. It seems so small in front of the coalition forces of the two empires.

However, whether it is a general or a soldier, everyone's eyes are unprecedentedly firm, and everyone is as imposing as a sword, showing their sharp edges, and standing straight, as if the coalition forces of the two empires are empty.

These are true warriors, and everyone's will is as strong as gold and iron, unshakable.

Especially, when he looked at the purple figure stepping on the black dragon in the sky, the fanaticism and reverence in his eyes were almost condensed in essence.

That kind of fanaticism is enough to suppress any excess emotions, that is everyone's belief.

The war drums beat and rumbled, and the killing atmosphere permeated the universe, filling the sky and the earth.

This is the real Armageddon.

A series of powerful figures flew out from the coalition forces of the two empires.

No more, no less, ten people.

Each of them is at least a 120-level five powerhouse, and Wang Long bears the brunt of it, even reaching the 130-level level, which is simply terrifying.

Level 110 is a god, but it can only be regarded as a third-level god, and it is the weakest third-level god. Tenth level is a realm, 120 is a second-level god, and [-] is a first-level god.

Of course, these are all gods with a divine position or a divine kingdom. If there is no divine title inheritance, or the divine kingdom has not been created, and the godhead has not been condensed, they can only be regarded as false gods.

And now these are all true gods, with the existence of inheritance.

"Bibi Dong, why are you the only one, what about the rest of you Spirit Empire? Could it be that they were afraid and hid?" Wang Long said.

The man was tall and burly, wearing a golden dragon scale armor, with long golden hair all over his head, he looked majestic and majestic, his voice was sonorous and powerful, wild and uninhibited, spreading in all directions.

"What are you? How dare you talk to me like that?"

When Bibi Dong spoke, there was a sacred majesty in his voice, like a sledgehammer, hitting Wang Long's mind hard.

"Humph!"

Wang Long let out a cold snort, and an aura exploded, colliding with Bibi Dong's aura.

In an instant, Wang Long's expression changed.

He was shocked to find that Bibi Dong's cultivation was even stronger than him, at least half-step god king.

"Is this your confidence? If it's just like this, I advise you to wait for death." Wang Long said.

Able to achieve this level of cultivation, there is no easy-going generation, and Wang Long quickly adjusted his mood.

After level 120, the gap of one level is not small, not to mention the existence of half-stepping into the realm of the god king, but it is not irreparable. He is the current dragon god, with great talent and potential, and his self-confidence is not weaker than others.

"Brother Wang, why bother talking nonsense with her, let's go up together, just take her down." Another 130-level powerhouse laughed.

"Hahaha, Brother Liu, you don't understand. Brother Wang is a person who loves beauty and beauty. Naturally, Brother Wang can't be violent with a beautiful woman like Donghuang." At this time, the last 130-level powerhouse explained with a smile road.

Among the ten people, three are level 130. It is really hard to imagine how strong the coalition forces of the two countries are.

On the opposite side, a group of people were unscrupulous, chatting and laughing, silently, black mist filled the air, sweeping the sky and the earth.

laugh! ~

A long sword as black as ink slashed out a cold and sharp sword light, pierced through the sky with a stab.

The heads rolled, and the blood of three strong men above level 110 five spattered three feet, and their bodies fell directly from the sky, entwined by a strange force.

The three powerful gods who were originally alive turned into a mummy in an instant. After falling to the ground, they were torn apart, and the energy and spirit of their whole body were instantly sucked dry.

The 130-level powerhouse who spoke last was not spared either. More than half of his neck was cut open. He covered his neck with both hands, but strangely, no trace of blood flowed out.

His eyes were full of horror, he looked at Bibi Dong in disbelief, feeling that his power was rapidly draining, if it wasn't for his great strength, reaching level 130, if it wasn't for his quick response, if it wasn't for other people to rescue him in time, he would The current fate is probably the same as those three companions, turning into a mummy.

“比比东......”

Wang Long roared furiously, he didn't expect that Bibi Dong didn't talk about martial arts, so he had nothing to say, he just punched out with a roar.

hold head high!

As if there was a resounding dragon chant, a lifelike golden dragon rushed out from Wang Long's fist.

The violent power directly shattered the surrounding space.

But Bibi Dong didn't even look at it.

She stretched out her palm, and the big sword as black as ink condensed in her hand.

With a wave of his hand, the icy sword light pierced the sky and the earth, and instantly slashed at the golden dragon blasted by Wang Long.

Stab it!

The golden dragon was torn apart and devoured.

That sword is brilliant, although it is cold and ruthless, it is majestic and majestic, as if it is the sword of judgment in charge of life and death, upright, unstoppable, unstoppable and unstoppable.

Wang Long's face changed slightly, but he didn't want to continue to attack, he didn't want to fail.

The golden light bloomed, and the berserk power emanated from Wang Long's body, directly crushing Bibi Dong's sword energy.

However, a simple sword qi, seemingly majestic, majestic and vast, upright and brave, is actually strange and unpredictable, emitting a strange force of devouring, constantly growing itself.

The Sky Swallowing Devil Art, swallows everything, the domineering swallowing characteristic becomes more and more terrifying as Bibi Dong's strength increases.

Wang Long felt that the power he radiated not only did not wipe out the sword energy that Bibi Dong slashed casually, but instead made the opponent stronger.

The berserk force directly shattered a large area of ​​space, causing a chaotic area to appear in the sky.

The terrifying power finally wiped out that sword energy.

Wang Long's face was unprecedentedly serious, full of fear, and he looked at Bibi Dong, not daring to procrastinate in the slightest.

"I have already said that against this kind of strong man, conspiracy and tricks are useless. You just don't believe it. Now you are suffering!"

An elegant voice sounded.

Immediately afterwards, a tall man with broad shoulders, wearing a gorgeous basket-colored gown, and a man with long blue hair hanging down to his ankles stepped into the air.

"Clear Sky School, Tang San."

Bibi Dong talked to herself, the first time she took the initiative to speak, and when she looked at Tang San, a ray of killing intent that couldn't be concealed bloomed in her eyes.

"Your Majesty, I haven't seen you for a long time. I never expected to remember this unknown person." Tang San stroked his chest with his right hand, and gave a slight salute. On his handsome cheeks, there was a gentle smile like a spring breeze.

"Nobody."

Bibi Dongguaner, the corners of her mouth under the mask were slightly upturned, outlining a charming arc, and said, "Nobody can grow up to level 130."

The situation was turbulent, and Bibi Dong was alone with everyone, chatting and laughing happily, without the slightest tension on the eve of the battle.

PS: Thank you big brother, Toss, hello Nima. . . ,,. ,.Monthly tickets for the three big brothers, thank you big brother!