They are the Three Light Divine Water, the golden Sunlight Divine Water, the silver Moonlight Divine Water, and the purple Starlight Divine Water, which can consume blood essence, flesh and blood, corrode the soul of the soul, and swallow the true spirit consciousness.

As soon as the three-light divine water appeared, it illuminated the entire sky in an instant. The terrifying real dragon was instantly melted when it lowered its gaze. Not only that, the three-light divine water flowed backwards, directly towards the real dragon itself.

The real dragon's pupils shrank, and a look of fear appeared on the dragon's face. This divine water is very scary.

Once in contact, even the avenue will be eroded, and within a few moments, it will melt into ashes and die forever.

This is not a trick, this is just to kill it.

"Guang Daoyou's hand was too heavy, I just couldn't help it."

There was a sound, the saint of Demon Court was moving.

The huge sky was covered by an extremely terrifying shadow. It was a roc, a huge and terrifying roc that covered the sky and the sun.

When it rolled its wings, it directly vibrated the void three thousand miles away, forming a terrifying wind.

The wind is very strange. It does not blow the heaven and earth, the sun and the moon, nor the mountains and rivers. Instead, it blows directly in front of the Three Lights Divine Water, forming an infinite storm space to accommodate the Three Lights Divine Water.

Feeling that the other party was not in a head-on collision with him, but was just playing hide-and-seek with him through the Avenue of Wind, so endlessly, the Saint of Chanjiao raised his hand and waved, and the terrifying three-light divine water immediately rolled back, and he withdrew his gaze.

Dapeng's eyes also flashed, and after taking a deep look at the young dragons below, he withdrew the storm and disappeared into the clouds.

"Dragon King, don't mess around!"

The real dragon who escaped the disaster took a breath, feeling a little scared in his heart, but his eyes were still a little unwilling, and he wanted to say something.

"Hey, don't you want to fight?"

Not far from the Demon Court, there stood a child with a closed eye on his head, holding a long pole that could not be seen through, and stepping on these two fire wheels full of terrifying power. His little face looked a little disappointed.

This child is very strange. He has dragon scales on his body and dragon horns on his head. He is undoubtedly related to the real dragon clan, but the eyes of the real dragon looking at the demon court are full of murderous intent.

Although he may look small, there is no doubt that he is Taiyi, a myth, and extremely terrifying.

The child smiled and said: "Southern Dragon King, don't be a coward, let's fight Grandpa Guang!"

"Prince Donghai, Daozi Dongchan, the little god of justice in heaven!" The Dragon King's face kept changing, and his expression was extremely ugly: "Mythical Immortal, Yang Xuankong.!"

After the words fell, a huge dragon head fell from the sky. It was green in color. It was different from the Southern Dragon King, and it was also different from the enslaved true dragon child. Although it also had huge dragon power, it also carried an incomparable auspicious aura.

As for the difference, although the former is a dragon, it can be called a monster, while the latter is naturally a dragon, but it is a mythical beast.

Coming directly to the child, Longtou glanced at the child kindly, turned around and said, "Hey, Ao Qin, are you not dead yet?"

"Ao Guang, you are also from the dragon clan."

"Oh, no, please don't. I am the dragon of the Heavenly Court, and you are the dragon of the Demon Court. From that day on, we are two families, two sects, and two tribes."

Donglong King turned his head directly, and his huge body disappeared, turning into a majestic middle-aged man with a crown on his head. He stretched out his hand and said: "Let's go, grandson, aren't you curious about what Jietian City looks like? Go and take a look.

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"I!"

The child nodded, put away the weapon in his hand, handed it to the Dragon King with his little hand, and said with a smile on his face: "Let's go, Grandpa!"

The Prince of Donghai, Dongchan Daozi, the little god of justice in heaven...

The number one person on the mythical list of Eastern Region Xuanxian, Yang Xuankong, the legendary number one god of war in ancient heaven, son of the God of Justice, Yang Xuankong, why is he here too?

Is there anything in such a battle that deserves his attention???

Seeing Yang Xuankong heading straight for Jietian City, countless people in Jietian City took a breath of air and showed horrified expressions on their faces.

Only Li Su's expression was twitching and twitching crazily at this moment.

Damn it. What's going on?

Yang Xuankong, the son of the God of Justice? Or in ancient times? So young? My eldest nephew, how noble are you this year???

Also, the two fire wheels you are stepping on, the red damask wrapped around your waist, and the hoop on your little hand, don’t tell me that they are hot fire wheels, Hundian Ling, or Qiankun circle, right? You

Did you steal your uncle Nezha's home?

And that armor, the scales on it are all inverted scales, they should be the reverse scales of the dragon clan.

The dragon's reverse scale may be the key point or weakness, and therefore, it is extremely strong, beyond imagination. Even if the scales all over the body are broken, the reverse scale will remain intact.

This is the rich second generation from there. It makes people’s eyes glow green...

He couldn't really be the son of the God of Justice, could he? Seeing that there was a closed eye on the top of his head, Li Su felt a little cold.
Chapter completed!