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Chapter five hundred and twenty sixth robbery

Nine layers of disaster clouds, plasma oceans.

The number of thunder dragons increased to 3,600, and their volume was compressed to a length of ten feet. The black thunder dragon power was even more condensed and its lethality became even more terrifying. They slowly rotated around the Nine Dragon Coffin, forming a mysterious formation of heaven and earth, and following a wonderful trajectory, rotating extremely slowly.

Tens of thousands of flying yakshas also formed a large array around the Nine Dragon Coffin. They were evil and ferocious, like a wriggling rotten and smelly flesh, and waves of evil spirits swept across the world, struggling to withstand the erosion of 3,600 thunder dragons.

The number of thunder dragons has increased little by little in the past twenty days. Hu You and others watched helplessly as the number of thunder dragons continued to increase, 108, 360, 512, 1,024... Until now, 3,600.

The Thunder Dragon brushed over a flying yaksha.

Feitian Yasha let out a shrill scream, and his large scales were shattered and burnt, his whole body was trembling violently, and he retreated back to the evil formation. The other Feitian Yasha snatched it out and filled the gap in the formation.

In the sky, there were thunder dragons winding down in the catastrophe clouds. Accompanied by the deafening thunder sound, the slowly wandering thunder dragons in the air became 10,800. The size of the thunder dragons became five or six meters long, their strength was more condensed, their lethality increased again, and the frequency and density of attacks increased several times.

The flying yakshas were burnt all over, and they shivered and quickly retreated to the evil formation. The flying yakshas kept rushing out from the inside of the formation and quickly filled the gap in the formation. The lid of the Nine Dragon Coffin opened slightly, and a huge amount of evil spirit scattered everywhere, nourishing the flying yakshas who were killed by the thunder dragon. The wounds of these flying yakshas were quickly healed.

Time passed little by little, and after 10,800 thunder dragons killed for three days and three nights, there was another change in the catastrophe cloud. Human-shaped warriors condensed by lightning spitted out lightning and slowly landed from the catastrophe cloud. Ten,800 thunder warriors rode on the back of the thunder dragon and waved the weapons with lightning at the flying yakshas.

The weapons condensed by thunder scattered across the void, killing the Feitian Yasha and the others. Their injury speed suddenly increased several times, and their injuries became even more severe. Many Feitian Yasha were pierced by spears and halberds, and they screamed in pain, and kept struggling to retreat.

However, tens of thousands of flying yakshas cooperated well. Under the nourishment of almost endless evil spirits in the Nine Dragon Coffin, their injuries healed quickly, and they sacrificed their lives to join the battle formation, struggling to withstand the attacks of the thunder dragon and the knights on the back of the thunder dragon.

As time passed little by little, Hu You and others waited patiently.

This is a huge price for Linghu. After finally asking the gods to take action, it is a divine catastrophe brought down by the gods. Only the divine catastrophe of the gods can help Mr. Hu subdue this Nine Dragons Chengtian Coffin. After all, Linghu lacks a heavy treasure of the country-level artifact-level treasure and does not have a considerable heavy treasure. If you want to subdue such innate spiritual objects, it is obviously unprofitable and even more impossible to fill it with human lives.

Without the constraints of the divine tribulation and the suppression of the divine tribulation, the Nine Dragon Coffin probably had already escaped with tens of thousands of flying yakshas.

Not to mention, if tens of thousands of Feitian Yasha who have reached the half-step divine realm, if they attack wildly, Master Hu will probably not be able to escape except Master Hu himself.

In the sky, the thunder sounded like a war drum. Since the arrival of the divine tribulation, a month and a half has passed. The catastrophe clouds seemed to be angry with the tenacity of the Nine Dragon Coffin. The nine-level catastrophe clouds slowly approached each other, with signs of integration. The electric light emitted from the plasma ocean became more and more dazzling, and the light shone on the nine heavens, and the sea water below was almost turned transparent by the lightning.

‘Crack’!

Dozens of lightning fell from the catastrophe cloud, and the lightning hit dozens of seriously injured Feitian Yasha with precise foreheads. This time, the Nine Dragon Coffin could not have time to treat these Feitian Yasha. The violent thunder directly shattered these Feitian Yasha, smashing them into pieces, and then the lightning shot and jumped wildly among the fragments, knocking all the fragments into wisps of blue smoke.

Feitian Yasha finally suffered a war loss for the first time.

Then there were hundreds of waves of thunder, followed by three or four hundred, more than a thousand, two or three thousand, and thousands…

The number of thunders is slowly increasing, and the number of flying yakshas is rapidly decreasing. As long as a thunder is hit by a thunder, it will be smashed to pieces. Then more thunders fall, quickly turning them into blue smoke and vanish.

Only the four-winged and six-winged Flying Yasha can withstand a few more thunders, but as long as they are hit by seven or eight consecutive waves, they will still be seriously injured. These high-level and small-scale Flying Yasha can only curl up next to the Nine Dragon Coffin, hiding under the evil aura of the Nine Dragon Coffin, and staring at the thunder falling densely in the sky in horror.

Three more days passed, and the two-winged flying yakshas in the sky had been cleaned up, leaving only three or four hundred six-winged flying yakshas. The two or three thousand heads and four-winged flying yakshas were curled tightly beside the Nine Dragon Coffin, looking at the sky tremblingly.

The catastrophe cloud is slowly approaching, and the nine-level catastrophe clouds have initially merged into one.

A terrifying aura that makes people suffocate, despair, and makes people feel that the world seems to be destroyed, gushing out from the catastrophe clouds. The low roar became loud and loud, causing people's eardrums to hurt severely. People with insufficient cultivation were directly shattered their eardrums and were shocked to vomit blood.

Hu You and others covered their ears with their hands, opened their mouths, and fled to the edge of the island in a panic. The thunder sound in the center of this center made their limbs and bones hurt and sore. They could no longer stand in the core area, and could only run tens of thousands of miles, standing on the mountains and looking at this side.

The lightning fell towards the Nine Dragon Coffin, and the Thunder Dragon and the Thunder Warrior on their back began to approach the Nine Dragon Coffin.

The evil spirit in the Nine Dragon Coffin was so strong that one was like a ghost, with only the upper body faintly in human form, and the lower body was a figure of twisted Yin energy emerging from the Nine Dragon Coffin. These ghosts were several feet tall and were like wind. As soon as they appeared, they started a silent, but extremely vicious tornado Yin wind between the world.

As the thunder fell, these ghosts rushed towards the thunder one by one. A thunder killed a ghost, but a ghost also eliminated a thunder. As much as the thunder fell in the sky, many ghosts rushed up, and as they were destroyed and were born, there was an endless stream of momentum.

The tornado Yin Feng rolled up the approaching Thunder Dragon and the knights on the back of the Thunder Dragon, rolling them all over the sky. The Yin Feng rubbed against the thunder and splashed countless thin lightnings. The Thunder Dragon and Thunder Knights actually shrunk in size, with a momentum of being wiped out by the Yin Feng.

The nine-level catastrophe clouds have been completely integrated, and the catastrophe clouds have turned black.

The Nine Dragon Coffin also relied on various means to withstand the divine tribulation for two months. Gradually, the plasma ocean in the catastrophe clouds also turned black, the thunder sound in the catastrophe clouds completely disappeared, and the plasma ocean became extremely quiet, quietly without any sound.

The owner of the Nine Dragon Coffin smiled lowly: "It's really endless disasters... However, after absorbing so many heaven and earth energy, it's time for two months, it's time to explode? What was before was just an appetizing snack, and the big dish should be here."

On the giant ship, Mr. Hu, who had been waiting quietly for two months, suddenly opened his eyes. He said in a low voice: "The real divine tribulation is about to come. Brother is ready. Once the Nine Dragon Coffin is suppressed by the divine tribulation, you will quickly conquer him."

Mr. Hu narrowed his eyes and looked at the Nine Dragon Coffin in the distant sky with a sarcastic look: "After all, it is born to raise something that no one teaches. Although it is spiritual, it is not smart enough... Hehe, if you don't want to maintain your complete power, you can't hurt you at all. How could the gods descended by the gods be entangled with you for so long? Capturing alive without hurting the slightest bit of damage is much more difficult than completely destroying you."

"The power of the gods..." Mr. Hu closed his eyes and muttered almost moaning: "I saw with my own eyes that time... three gods, three gods who rely on their own power and did not use the God Order to survive the divine tribulation... were destroyed by the power of the gods and were beaten to pieces."

"At that time, Sima Sheng, the prince of the Eastern Palace, had three gods under his command... But what was the result? Didn't he escape from Anyang with the evil spirits of the Eastern Palace? At that time, did he also have a magic weapon like Wanlong Palace?"

"But face the power of the gods..." Mr. Hu sighed: "So, children, we must learn to be awe. We must be respectful to the gods. As long as we fear the gods, worship the gods, and satisfy all the desires of the gods, our family will last forever."

Mr. Hu murmured: "If you hadn't received the promise and permission of the gods, how could your ancestors have such ambition to replace the Great Jin Divine Kingdom?"

The catastrophe cloud cracked a huge hole, and the black ocean condensed by the plasma roared downwards.

The ocean of plasma was splashed heavily on the Nine Dragon Coffin. The flying yakshas curled up near the Nine Dragon Coffin were instantly destroyed by endless terrifying thunder power. The dazzling purple chains in the plasma were generated out of thin air, and silently wrapped around the Nine Dragon Coffin.

Angry roar came from the Nine Dragon Coffin, and a tall, densely covered with scales suddenly swung out, and a heavy blow hit the thunder chain that was wrapped around. The thunder chain was shaking violently, and circles wrapped around the giant hand. Countless thunder lights quickly flowed into the Nine Dragon Coffin along the giant hand. A shrill howl came from the dragon light, and a large area of ​​evil spirits continued to spray out.

Obviously, these lightning lights hurt the owner of the Nine Dragon Coffin. Although the lightning light was controlled extremely accurately and did not damage the owner of the Nine Dragon Coffin, it brought him great pain.

The drought and the owner of the Nine Dragon Coffin were together. The owner of the Nine Dragon Coffin was attacked by lightning, and the drought and the drought were obviously affected.

The droughty screamed likewise, and white flames spewed out of the Nine Dragon Coffin.

Purple chains entangled the Nine Dragon Coffin, imprisoning the Nine Dragon Coffin so that he could not move. Countless lights surged into the Nine Dragon Coffin like a tide, constantly weakening the power of the Nine Dragon Coffin.

Mr. Hu laughed happily: "Brother, you are ready... When you conquer the Nine Dragon Coffin, we will not have to work so hard and time-consuming!"

Mr. Hu’s eldest son, the famous Mr. Hu Tu in Jinhuazhou, nodded with a smile, and his hands followed Mr. Hu’s daily habits and gently patted his belly. So he, who was also fat, also had circles of white flesh waves all over his body.

More and more purple chains entangled the Nine Dragon Coffin, and endless current poured into the Nine Dragon Coffin, madly weakening the power of the owner of the Nine Dragon Coffin.

The owner of the Nine Dragon Coffin and Hanba made a shrill roar at the same time. The cover of the Nine Dragon Coffin was opened slowly, and another tall, scale-filled giant arm stretched out. The two arms pressed the Nine Dragon Coffin, and a huge figure shrouded in boundless mist air slowly rose from the Nine Dragon Coffin.

The huge figure suddenly opened its eyes, and the void suddenly turned into a miserable green around the coffin-shaped island.

Mr. Hu and others sat on the giant ship, so far away from this island. When the huge figure opened his eyes, in addition to Mr. Hu, he also had several sons. In addition to these strongest beings, the others howled at the same time, and blood was sprayed in their seven orifices. Especially many people's eyes burst, and the juice in their eyes mixed with plasma sprayed out.

The three giant ships shook violently, and an invisible yin force swept across the board. The three giant ships lit up dazzling light, and a large number of defensive restrictions were activated by themselves, and then layers of dazzling light curtains shattered all over the ground.

"Wait, damn." The owner of the Nine Dragon Coffin slowly wanted to stand up, and purple chains were already wrapped around him.

In the plasma, extremely dazzling silver thunders roared down, like heavy hammers bombarding his body.

The owner of the Nine Dragon Coffin was blown away by black smoke, and his huge body was shaking.

Mr. Hu spitted a mouthful of saliva with a bloody smell and shouted in a low voice: "Brother, I'm ready to go. This guy is powerless to do anything."

Hu Tu let out a long and deep whistle, and his huge round body flew up into the air and quickly flew towards the direction of the Nine Dragon Coffin.

The Hu family, all the old and young, all the desperate pupils, held their breath and stared blankly at Hu Tu and the owner of the Jiulong Coffin.

Seeing Hu Tu flying near the Nine Dragon Coffin, Hu Tu reached out and took out a token made of colorful crystal stone, and shook slightly towards the high altitude Jiyun. The plasma in the sky avoided Hu Tu's body, without a trace of lightning touching him.

At this moment, a young man wearing a black and white water and fire robe, with a handsome face, a flowing breath, and a thin body, appeared next to the Nine Dragon Coffin out of thin air. The yin and yang energy were surrounded by him, and the plasma in the sky was shattered by the yin and yang energy.

"Everyone, this treasure is destined to me. Please give me your best advice and open the door of convenience. I will take him there."

"Such a fierce thing, hehe, hehe... It's a disaster left in your hands. I'll give it to me and save him."

After saying a lot of nonsense, the handsome young man waved his sleeves, and the black and white energy surged wildly. The owner of the Nine Dragon Coffin let out a roar of shock and anger, and the huge Nine Dragon Coffin disappeared without a trace.

Hu Tu roared and roared, and a long blue sword flew out from his sleeve, turning into a thousand feet long rainbow that struck the handsome boy's head.

The handsome young man smiled 'hehe': "This treasure is also destined to me."

Similarly, with a wave of the sleeve, the green sword disappeared without a trace. This is a divine weapon of the Heavenly Dao. It was a ancestor of the Linghu family who drew the three great laws that he had comprehended, and combined seven extremely rare treasures of heaven and earth, and was tempered by thousands of years of hard work.

This is also the strongest weapon in Hu Tu's hand, and it was taken away by the boy with his sleeve.
Chapter completed!
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