4673: C4673 Dragonflame

C4673 Dragonflame

Lin Zisu's summoning of the Purgatory Flame Dragon had caused the Naga Tribe experts to be greatly restrained. Moreover, this huge Purgatory Flame Dragon was extremely powerful and brutal. Its huge claws, tail, and sharp teeth were all the strongest attacks.

The slaughter was monstrous, and was extremely tragic!

For a moment, the three elders of the Snake Tribe became nervous. It seemed that he also felt a great pressure.

After all, he was at the elementary level of the fifth level of the Martial Intent realm.

The endless flames spread out endlessly, and the extremely shocking massacre was extremely terrifying. It was like the most violent fierce beast was letting out dragon roars, causing the space to constantly shake.

At the same time, Long Yan entered the most crazy battle during his own tribulation. This palace became very hot and dry. In the pool, the two loaches were crazily fighting!

Long Yan had entered a state of intoxication, but he was completely unaware that his body had shriveled up and was almost devoid of any color.

This battle with Jin Xuanmeng could be said to have given him a taste of his own sweetness. The might of the Ancestral Divine Dragon was, after all, incomparably domineering.

Roar!

He was like a battle machine, who knew how many rounds of crazy battles he had experienced. However, no matter how hard he tried, he was still unable to satisfy his opponent. Long Yan was even willing to admit defeat.

However, deep down, he was unyielding and full of pride. No one could make him, an Ancestral Divine Dragon martial artist, lower his head and admit defeat.

In the mist, a pair of charming eyes was full of power, making Long Yan unable to get rid of it.

"No, I can't lose! I'm actually not going to make it! I'm exhausted! How could I possibly admit defeat? I've already been submerged by the enemy, and I can't even stop myself! I'm so weak …"

"You cannot stop. You are already my husband, so do not make me look down on you. You are not a king who claims that you cannot be defeated. It turns out you are only this much."

Jin Xuanmeng's words had deeply provoked Long Yan's heart, making him feel that his dignity as a man had been trampled upon.

Long Yan was about to continue fighting with her, but the constant provocations made him feel extremely disgusted.

"A female hero. In the end, she's going to be defeated at my feet. Humph and conquer for me. I'm actually so weak. Even you can't conquer her?"

Long Yan's eyes turned hazy. Suddenly, he heard crying and roaring. It sounded like Long Ling was calling him.

"What exactly is going on? "My Ling'er?" Long Yan shook his head with all his might, but he suddenly saw that the woman in front of him had changed. She was no longer Jin Xuanmeng, but Tang Ningyan, Lin Zihan, or even Li Mengyao.

None of them... Wear clothes!

All these women who had long since disappeared into his life had actually appeared.

They were all incomparably alluring, each having their own unique characteristics that could move one's soul!

"You all … Don't come over here, all of this isn't real, how could it be? " Long Yan suddenly pushed them away, trying to escape.

However, his legs went soft and his body was almost hollowed out. He couldn't even muster a bit of strength.

These women had become malevolent and scary all of a sudden.

They started to criticize Long Yan.

"Long Yan, you useless person, get up, aren't you a hero? You're actually afraid of us. Your courage, your pride, your divine might, as a dragon martial artist, are actually so useless. It really makes us look down on you."

"That's right. Weren't you very brave and fierce just now? You should have shown me your man's ability and continued to fight with me. Don't make us look down on you."

Long Yan's mind was in a mess, so where was Jin Xuanmeng and Long Ling?

In the end, all of the girls gathered together and took the shape of Chu Yuxi.

"Long Yan, I have always hated you, but I love you even more. You left me alone in the Holy Palace, yet you ran far away.

Long Yan looked at her and shook his head with all his might: "Yu Xi, I, I did indeed have that kind of feelings for you, but I have Ling'er, I can't let her down. I gave the Holy Palace to you, don't you like it?"

"No, those are not what I want. What I really need is you."

Soon, Chu Yuxi became Tang Ningyan again.

"Long Yan, give it to me. I don't like Flame Spirits in situations like this. What I need is you."

Their beautiful faces constantly changed. They were delicate and pretty with tears on their faces. They were all women who had relations with Long Yan, but Long Yan was unable to help them emotionally.

The figure turned back into Jin Xuanmeng, and now that she had mastered the Eternal Heaven Divine Bone, she was able to create seven different Jin Xuanmeng's appearances. Their eyes, long hair, red, orange, yellow, green, green, blue, and purple gave Long Yan a new feeling.

It was enough for Long Yan to have Jin Xuanmeng as he had already lost, let alone the seven of them fighting him together. When all the happiness was directed at him, Long Yan even had the urge to die.

How could he possibly resist? After all, he was no ordinary person.

"Useless husband …"

They laughed.

At that moment, Long Yan's heart was filled with anger. It came from his ancestor, Long Wei.

"Useless! You actually dare to say I'm useless! Even if I use the last bit of my power, I will subdue you."

Suddenly, Long Yan felt the aura of death. The feeling of death was so close to him.

Long Yan looked at each other. They were like enchanters, making all kinds of faces at him, looking very playful.

"My hands, my body, my legs?"

Long Yan suddenly realized how skinny he was. He was even unable to get up as his body started to wither.

He felt as if he had been awakened from a dream, and he felt as if he were about to die.

"Why am I so powerless? When I become like this, I can't even clench my fists."

"Husband, can't you admit that you're trash? You should be very angry and continue to madly retaliate against us. Quickly come, we can't wait any longer. "

When Long Yan heard this, he instinctively retreated and even became scared. He suddenly realized that if this goes on, he might die here.

"What is it? Are you afraid of us? We're your dream! What's wrong with you? "

They approached one after another, and the clones returned to Jin Xuanmeng's body.

Jin Xuanmeng once again gave Long Yan a very real feeling, and everything that happened was very realistic.

"I'm your dream, I was just joking with you just now, can it be that you're really mad at me? You're already about to defeat me, you're already very powerful, but you're only a bit off. Let's continue, we'll soon be fine, then I'll leave, and you will also return to Long Ling's side. I'm so pitiful, I …"

Long Yan couldn't tell if this was real or a dream. Moreover, he pinched himself hard. The pain he felt was really painful.

As he looked down, he saw his face in the water.

There was only skin left on his face, and his skull was so shriveled that it looked like a skeleton. His eyes were deeply sunken in, and he was actually so ugly. His face was dark, and his body emitted an aura of death.

This …

Long Yan closed his eyes as he screamed and roared endlessly. He used the Primordial Spirit of the Ancestral Dragon to wander in his Spirit Sea.

There was only a tiny bit of life left in the Divine Sea. With a roar, the Primordial Spirit of the Great Void Divine Dragon rushed toward that ray of light.1

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