The middle-aged Taoist looked at the sky gradually occupied by the night, and his expression under the mask should be very painful. He prayed to Haotian, but his right hand covered his heart in a claw-shaped shape.

The temple coalition forces first floated from the north, and each of them showed a look of fear on their faces. But when they saw the head still insisting under the night, listening to the head who still had extremely loyal prayers to Haotian under the oppression of the darkness, they knelt on the ground and prayed with the head, begging Haotian to pity the world and dispel the darkness.

With the prayer of tens of thousands of Xiling coalition forces, the sky in the south suddenly became brighter, just as countless lights were poured into the sky again, and darkness no longer spread and could only be forced to stop.

In the bright north, countless shrill crows sounded, and the black night sky was rolling. Sangsang left the ground at some point. She held a big black umbrella, and her white feet stepped on the night. The air under her feet condensed into blooming ice and snow lotus.

The grand light collided with the rolling night, silent, everyone's heart seemed to be hit hard by a heavy hammer, and the prayer in the temple coalition stopped, and even the voice of the middle-aged Taoist stopped.

The pillar of light shook and the middle-aged Taoist pulled off the mask. He looked at Sangsang angrily and shouted: "The light will never be destroyed, and the Haotian will last forever!"

Suddenly, in the bright sky, a huge white cloud burned, the flames were milky white, but the thick smoke when burned was golden.

There seems to be something great being born there.

A thunder sounded from above the nine heavens!

The divine thunder fell from the light and landed on the wasteland. The entire wasteland trembled, and countless soils were overturned by the power of the divine thunder, bounced upwards, and fell back like rain.

Countless coalition forces on the wasteland were so painful that their eardrums were so severe that they rolled on the ground, and more people were directly shocked by the mighty momentum after the thunder.

Compared with this thunder sound, the Taoist thunder-induced art that the middle-aged Taoist used to kill Ning Que was like a child's play.

"What a loud sound of opening the door." Ye Qi covered his ears, and in the dark he looked at the burning white clouds from a distance.

The Master also covered his ears and said, "I finally saw the Kingdom of God again."

As in response to the Master's words, just as the Master finished speaking, the huge burning white cloud became brighter and brighter, and the whole cloud began to burn, and the violent light and heat were refracted onto the earth.

Then, the center of the huge white cloud became dim, and a huge golden dragon head poked out from the clouds, overlooking the wasteland.

...

The golden dragon head is too huge. It is clearly seen by people underground when it appears. It is like the scales of a clear pond and the horns of a volcano. Its color is golden than the mountain path between the hanging temples and the sun shines under the sun. However, as the dragon head slowly moves, it seems to be transparent.

The golden dragon head slowly moved, and its eyes like two suns scanned the ground. Fire was unintentionally generated on the ground, and countless bodies of the temple coalition forces staring at the sky began to burn. Finally, its eyes fell on Sangsang, opening its huge dragon mouth like an abyss.

Sangsang's body seemed to become tall and fat under the gaze of the golden dragon head. Sangsang stepped on his feet, and a dark black ice bridge appeared in the empty space, and she walked towards the golden dragon head.

Ning Que had two very strange dreams. In the dream, he saw today's wasteland battlefield and heard the sound of thunder. He even knew that the thunder was not thunder at all, but the sound of opening the door. On the huge white cloud, there was not only the golden dragon, but also a terrifying god general.

So when Sangsang walked towards the golden dragon, he jumped up from the ground with all his strength and grabbed one of Sangsang's feet.

However, he did not capture Sangsang on the ground, but hung in the air and was led to the golden dragon head by Sangsang, who had long lost his mind.

A trace of mocking indifference flashed in the golden dragon's eyes, and Sangsang's pace became faster. He felt the great gas in his body quickly flowing away, and the direction of the loss was the mouth of the golden dragon's head.

Suddenly, he thought of a saying that Liansheng once said at the mountain gate of the Demon Sect: Everyone in the world is raised by Haotian, and practitioners are just relatively delicious pigs. When Haotian is hungry one day, then you and I should turn into food and obediently enter Haotian's mouth.

He began to resist desperately, but no matter how he resisted, he could never stop Sangsang. If he let Sangsang go at this time, he should be able to avoid being eaten. The question is how could he let Sangsang go?

Looking at the golden dragon's increasingly clear tongue, he even saw the tongue coating covered with mountains and forests on his tongue. He was a little desperate and closed his eyes.

At this moment, his figures and Sangsang stopped in the air.

He looked down in confusion and saw the twelfth senior brother's smile that looked very beautiful in the light.

"Go back to the ground first."

After Ye Qi finished speaking, Ning Que and Sangsang fell back to the ground, and the three of them appeared behind the Master.

Ning Que hugged Sangsang, afraid that she would continue to walk towards Longkou. His lips were trembling inexplicably. He must have been too moved by Ye Qi to say something, but when he was speechless, he was left with even more swallowing.

Ye Qi patted his shoulder lightly, looked at Sangsang who was looking at him and his master, and said, "Look at your Sangsang, and then see my senior brother, I went to heaven to kill the dragon."

After saying that, Ye Qi walked in front of the Master and said, "Teacher, let me, who is a disciple, solve these small things first."

The Master took a step back and said, "Okay, be careful."

...

The golden dragon was angry because it was snatched away food from its mouth. A roar came from its open mouth, which was not weaker than the thunder that had been opened when it opened the door. The night filled with it retreated several miles under its roar.

The huge clouds of light burning over the world, and a dragon breath spewed out from the mouth of the golden dragon. Countless hot divine light mixed with crystal-glittered golden sand attacked towards the wasteland. Wherever they passed, there was a fire burning in the space.

The dragon's breath is infinite, wider than a river, causing a wide white projection to appear on the surface.

This is a power that is rare in the world. It is thousands of times more brilliant and terrifying than Wei Guangming Tianqi, Liu Bai's sword, and the infinite sword in the wine pot.

Ye Qi looked quietly, the green academy summer uniform on his body swayed slightly, and suddenly, the dragon breath came, and he stretched out his hand that was even more beautiful than white jade.
Chapter completed!