Chapter 1511 Angry Son of God

In less than a minute, the entire treasure house was emptied by them, and there was nothing left.

"Walk!"

After the move, the three rushed out of the treasure house without stopping, and flew out along the hole smashed by the real dragon.

boom! boom!

Outside, on the Dragon Lake, the war is still going on.

The Son of God, Wang Jian and the others were still besieging the black real dragon corpse.

Roar!

The black real dragon is filled with black light, like a black flame burning, and its combat power is actually stronger than before.

"This real dragon corpse is burning the brand to increase its combat power, but soon, the brand disappears, and this real dragon corpse has no resistance!"

Xue Ning said in her heart.

The three flew to the side of Qilong Lake and watched from a distance.

The son of God controls Baiyutang, like the son of the gods, bathing in holy light, constantly bombarding the black real dragon.

As for Wang Jian, above his head, there is also a war sword suspended, whose power is astonishing, and it is obviously a holy soldier, one after another terrifying sword light, slashing towards the black real dragon.

As for other masters, they can only watch from a distance, and can't interfere at all.

Roar!

The black real dragon suddenly roared, and two dragon horns flew out from the top of his head, growing rapidly, and finally turned into two heaven-defying knives, slashing towards the Son of God and Wang Jian.

when! when!

The White Jade Pagoda of the Son of God and the battle sword of Wang Jian were split off by the dragon horns, while the Son of God and Wang Jian were shocked and retreated again and again.

Roar!

The black real dragon roared furiously, twisted its body, and rushed towards the distance with extreme speed.

"Want to go, dream!"

The son of God shouted angrily, controlled the White Jade Pagoda, and bombarded a dragon horn heavily. The dragon horn was blasted out, the light dimmed, but it quickly became smaller.

The Son of God rushed past,

Grab the dragon horn in your hand.

On the other side, Wang Jian also grabbed a dragon horn in his hand. The two put away the dragon horn and turned into a rainbow light, chasing after the black real dragon.

"There, there are dragon scales!"

"its mine!"

As soon as Shenzi and Wang Jian left, the remaining people rioted.

In the battle just now, many dragon scales were shot down on the black real dragon. These dragon scales, if refined into defensive armor, would definitely be a rare treasure.

The masters under them rushed towards the five or six dragon scales, and a melee broke out on the scene.

From time to time, the strong screamed and were beheaded here.

"Senior Brother, Senior Sister, let's go!"

Lu Ming said to Sky Hammer and Xue Ning.

On this trip, they have gained a lot, and they have emptied a treasure trove of real dragons in the holy realm. They are the biggest winners. This trip is worth it.

"it is good!"

Sky Hammer took out the flying shuttle, the three entered the flying shuttle, and the flying shuttle broke away into the suffocation.

Not long after Lu Ming and the others left, Shenzi and Wang Jian returned with cold faces.

Especially the Son of God, with a cold murderous intent permeating his body.

Obviously, their harvest is not good, and it is very likely that they have lost the black real dragon.

"die!"

The whole person of God Son seemed to be transformed into a spear, piercing through the void, and killing the powerhouses who were competing for dragon scales.

Pfft!

A powerhouse of the ninth level of Emperor Wu was pierced by the Son of God and fell on the spot.

"Today, none of you want to leave!"

The son of God spoke indifferently, the spear of divine punishment pierced through the void, and another strong man was killed.

Before, in the Dragon Palace, he used the inscription scroll of the gods to ban the void, and he was going to imprison the black real dragon. In that case, the black real dragon could not escape at all. what he gets.

But at a critical moment, he was disturbed, and someone destroyed the inscription scroll of the forbidden void, allowing the black real dragon to escape.

The Divine Forbidden Void Inscription Rune Scroll is an ancient inscription rune volume, which he obtained by accident, and is extremely precious, but if he can get the corpse of the Holy Dragon, it will be a big profit.

But now, the corpse of the real dragon in the holy realm has not been obtained, and the ancient talisman of the forbidden void has also been wasted, which makes his murderous intent extremely strong.

Needless to say, the person who destroyed him entered the Dragon Palace before those people, so now the Son of God is killing him.

puff! puff!

One by one, the masters were killed by the Son of God.

"God is crazy!"

"Run away!"

The remaining masters fled wildly in all directions.

"Don't even think about leaving!"

The son of God said indifferently, and the White Jade Pagoda flew out, turned into the size of a mountain, and suppressed it.

The rest of the people screamed, their bodies exploded, and their bodies and spirits were destroyed.

The dozen or so strong men who had entered the Dragon Palace were all beheaded by the Son of God in an instant, except for Wang Jian.

"What about the three Dragon God Valley ants?"

The Son of God swept his gaze, but did not see the three of Lu Ming.

However, he didn't care too much. He didn't think that the three people with the highest cultivation base, only the fifth-level Wuhuang, could destroy his ancient divine forbidden talisman.

"Hehe, God Son, today you lost your wife and lost your army!"

Not far away, Wang Jian sneered.

"Hmph, you'd better shut up, otherwise, I'll cut you off together!"

The goddess said with a cold face.

"You can give it a try!"

Wang Jian showed his fighting spirit.

A fierce light flashed in the eyes of the goddess, but he did not make a move. Wang Jian's cultivation was in the same realm as him, and he was also a peerless genius. It was not that easy to kill Wang Jian.

The Son of God snorted coldly, stepped out, followed the hole in the Dragon Palace, and rushed into the Dragon Palace.

He wanted to search the Dragon Palace to see if there were any remaining treasures.

As soon as he rushed in, his expression changed. He saw the dragon coffin being moved, and, under the dragon coffin, the door.

"Vacuum Treasure House, damn it, it's the True Dragon Treasure House!"

The goddess let out a low growl.

A sword light flashed, Wang Jian appeared, his eyes swept away, and a cold and faint voice came out: "It seems that we worked hard, but others took advantage of it!"

Afterwards, the two rushed into the treasure house, looking at the empty treasure house, their bodies were filled with cold murderous intent.

This time, the two of them worked hard. In the end, they got nothing but a dragon horn and a few dragon scales. Even the most important treasure house of true dragons was taken away by others.

Especially the Son of God, who also lost an ancient talisman.

"Who is it?"

The son of God roared, his murderous intent was as cold as a knife.

Then, he flew out of the treasure house and looked at the door of the treasure house carefully.

"True dragon blood, no wonder it can open the door to the treasure house!"

The son of God sensed the blood left by Xu Ningxin on the door, and there was a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"True dragon blood, it's the dragon in the Dragon God Valley, it's the three ants!"

"You're so brave, you dare to steal the vacuum treasure house under my nose and seek death!"

After a while, Kamiko made a cold voice.

"It's really brave!"

Wang Jian also spoke coldly, then turned into a sword light and left here.

Afterwards, the son of God was filled with murderous intent and left.

After the son of God and Wang Jian left, there were some remaining warriors below the seventh level of Emperor Wu, who flew out of the Dragon Palace in fear, followed the hole, flew in, and searched in the Dragon Palace, but there was nothing too big. reward.

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