Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 594

The battle became more and more intense on the battlefield, but Wang Teng was still a little lonely after all.

After all, he is just a mortal warrior in the secret realm of the Taoist Palace, and he is also sieged by several powerful people in the secret realm of magical powers, and he is still a little overwhelmed.

"What a powerful sword technique, but unfortunately, you have limited power. After fighting for so long, you can't stand it. Now I see how you can resist my magical powers!"

"kill!"

The strong men from all sides felt that Wang Teng's power was weakened, and their eyes flashed, sneered repeatedly, and roared and increased their efforts to kill Wang Teng.

At this moment, Wang Teng fought a lot, and the power in his body was indeed consumed a lot.

"After all, my cultivation is too low. If I were in the secret realm of magical powers, these people in front of me could make them astonished in the blink of an eye!"

Wang Teng sighed in his heart.

Cultivation, strength, and my current cultivation level are really too low.

At this moment, he was increasingly eager to find Ye Wuchang and others, obtain the land of creation of all things, and complete the last Taoist palace. At that time, with his current foundation, he could directly cross the Secret Realm of the Mind Spring and reach the Secret Realm of the Immortal Platform!

When you arrive at the Immortal Platform Secret Realm, you will be just around the corner to advance to the Secret Realm of Magical Powers.

"Young Master, I'll help you!"

At this moment, Zhou Song endured his injuries and rushed to Wang Teng and fought side by side with Wang Teng.

Wang Teng glanced at him and chuckled, "You don't need to take action. You had received Lu Hong's palm before. Lu Hong spared no effort with murderous intent. You were injured by that palm, so you watched it from the side."

Then, a sneer appeared on Wang Teng's lips: "It's just a group of native chickens and dogs. Today, they can't escape, and they all have to die!"

"Hmph, you still dare to speak shamelessly until you die. Now you will cut off your head!"

"Hehehehehehehehehehehe, these demon soldiers must belong to my demon clan!"

Strong people from all sides came from all directions.

Wang Teng seemed to have not seen the attacks of everyone. He stopped slashing, held the Shura Sword in his hand and pointed to the earth with a slanted corner of his mouth, and said in a faint tone: "Didn't you all want to seize my puppet dragon before?"

"Now, I will do what you wish. Whoever you can surrender this puppet dragon will belong to."

After the words came to an end, Wang Teng opened his left hand and pressed forward in the void.

A white light suddenly flew out from Wang Teng's left palm, and a crystal clear puppet white dragon flew out from Wang Teng's palm.

At first it was only the size of a palm, then it was instantly enlarged, and its body was more than ten feet long.

At the same time, a afterimage of the blue dragon flew out of Wang Teng's sea of ​​consciousness and merged into the puppet white dragon.

"roar!"

Suddenly, a loud dragon roar shook the void, and powerful sound waves swept away, causing the magical powers that were bombarded by everyone to tremble.

The puppet white dragon appeared in front of Wang Teng.

The magical powers that were bombarding in front attacked the puppet white dragon, making a series of crisp sounds and bursting out a series of gorgeous Mars.

However, the puppet white dragon dragon scales were in awe, but they were completely damaged, and the dragon scales emitted a cold light.

Wang Teng jumped to the top of the puppet white dragon's head, surrounded by fierce and violent aura, and the evil spirit of the Shura Sword in his hand rolled, just like a generation of demon gods.

"Kill without mercy!"

Wang Teng shouted lowly, and the puppet white dragon under his feet received Wang Teng's order. A pair of big eyes of the lanterns shot out scarlet light, illuminating everyone.

It roared for a long time, and its whole body emitted a powerful aura and a faint dragon power filled with it, which made people panic.

"Is this the puppet dragon?"

"How is it possible to have such a strong aura pressure? Isn't it said that the puppet dragon in his hand just the lowest level first-level puppet dragon? How could it have such a powerful aura?"

Everyone present changed their expressions drastically. Looking at the white dragon dozens of feet long, their eyes were full of shock.

Especially, the aura emitted from the puppet white dragon was too powerful, and it also carried a ray of dragon power!

"Dragon Hard!"

"It's Dragon Power, how is this puppet dragon actually possessing Dragon Power?"

"There is a soul of a true dragon in its body. No wonder, no wonder this guy has the aura of my demon clan emperor..."

"This is the real dragon power, my soul is suppressed..."

On the side of the demon clan, everyone's breathing became rapid, and they were all surprised. Unexpectedly, there might be a remnant soul of a real dragon in this puppet dragon!

Their souls were greatly suppressed, and the blood in their bodies became even more boiling. In front of the puppet white dragon, there was an impulse feeling of surrender and worship.

"Don't be afraid, this is just a low-level puppet dragon. Let's go up together, enough to defeat it!"

Someone calmed down on the battlefield and roared, his breath was like a rainbow, and he launched an attack on the puppet white dragon.

The puppet white dragon stared at the powerful men in front of him, full of cruelty and indifference.

As Wang Teng's thoughts turned, the puppet white dragon immediately launched its action and rushed into the crowd. It slapped the monk who had just roared, directly crushing the magical powers inspired by the monk, slapped the man with powerful power, and slapped him on the spot, destroying both body and spirit.

The blood mist rolled and was triggered by the Shura Sword. A stream of blood surged towards the Shura Sword and was swallowed by it. The light of the Shura Sword became more and more weird, bright red, and its aura became more and more terrifying.

"What?"

"Let's take action together!"

Seeing this, everyone was shocked. Unexpectedly, this puppet white dragon was so terrifying. They immediately joined forces to bombard the puppet white dragon.

However, the body of the puppet white dragon is made of various precious materials, and its body is indestructible. No matter how they attack, the puppet white dragon will not be damaged at all.

At this moment, the puppet white dragon showed its power, grabbed the camera with a big claw, crushing several powerful demons into pieces, turning into black smoke and dissipating.

With a huge tail swing, several monks who were sneaking into the back were hit by their tails. They screamed and flew out on the spot. Their bodies were swept open and blood was splattered. The scene was shocking and bloody.

"So...so strong, is this the puppet dragon?"

The demon clan who had retreated to the rear had been deeply shocked and frightened as he watched the puppet white dragon kill.

Especially the demon cultivators who had wanted to follow everyone to attack Wang Teng to seize the treasure, their hearts were pounding and they felt extremely uneasy.

They glanced at the fox demon girl, and a hint of gratitude appeared in their eyes. Fortunately, the decision made by the other party did not allow them to participate in this battle, otherwise they would also face the powerful killing of the puppet white dragon at this moment.

"Impossible, impossible, this is not a first-level puppet dragon, and the first-level puppet dragon cannot be so powerful! This is at least a second-level puppet dragon. Only a puppet dragon above the second level can have such a powerful power!"

The people who fought finally reacted. Looking at the puppet white dragon that showed their power, they all looked panic and fearful.

In a moment, half of the twenty powerful people in the secret realm of magical powers died under the murder of the puppet Bailong!

How could an ordinary first-level puppet white dragon, the strongest cultivator who is only equivalent to the third level of the secret realm of magical powers, be so powerful?
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next