Seeing that there were two obvious cracks on his dragon ball, Zu Long's heart was also very painful, and of course, he was also very surprised.

Over the years, in order to condense this dragon ball, he didn't know how much effort and materials had been spent, Zu Long thought that the quality of his dragon ball was comparable to the innate treasure, but who knew that it would be damaged in the end.

"It's really worthy of the Dragon Ball of the Ancestral Dragon, it's really terrifyingly strong!" , Feeling that the two divine swords of the Zhuxian Sword and the Absolute Immortal Sword had received some dark injuries, and even wailed in a low voice, Luo Hu's heart was shocked, but also secretly sighed.

However, although the power of this dragon ball is terrifying, thinking about the identity of the ancestral dragon, Luo Hu feels that it is not an unacceptable thing.

After all, the strength of the Dragon Ball is not only related to the hard work that has been infused by oneself, but also the materials, and the uncrowned emperor of the Flood Continent, how can the ancestral dragon lack materials?

"Hurry up", reining in his thoughts, Rahu continued to control his pair of divine swords, slashing towards the ancestral dragon, and at the same time, shouted loudly at the first qilin in his mouth.

This time, Luo Hu learned a lot smarter, and under his control, the two divine swords turned into two directions and attacked the ancestral dragon.

No matter how strong the Dragon Ball is, there is only one after all, isn't it? Can he still resist the attacks of his two divine swords at the same time?

Sure enough, in the face of the divine sword that attacked him at the same time on the left and right, the ancestral dragon could only control the dragon ball and crashed towards the side of the Zhuxian Sword.

At the same time, the extremely tenacious dragon claw grabbed directly towards the other Absolute Immortal Sword.

At the same time, looking at the nine-story pagoda that was sacrificed again, the ancestral dragon's body twisted, and the huge dragon tail slammed towards the pagoda.

A good trick for the dragon to swing its tail.

The dragon ball and the Zhuxian sword collided, and it was visible to the naked eye that the Zhuxian Sword was like a toothpick hitting an iron ball, and it seemed that the power was not wasted, and the dragon ball directly knocked the Zhuxian Sword away.

If you look closely, I believe you will be able to see that there are several hair-thin cracks left on the Zhuxian Sword.

Similarly, a divine dragon swung its tail and slapped it fiercely on the nine-story pagoda.

Although the pagoda is strong, the ancestral dragon's physical body is also not weak, and under one blow, the power of this magic weapon was also resisted by the ancestral dragon's physical strength.

It's just that the dragon claw that probed towards the Absolute Immortal Sword suddenly splashed dragon blood.

Although the physical body was strong, it was difficult to resist the edge of the Absolute Immortal Sword, only to see that the Absolute Immortal Sword left a huge wound on the ancestral dragon's dragon claws, and the terrifying dragon blood seemed to be spilled from mid-air as if it didn't want money.

The injury is getting worse and worse, although the ancestral dragon's dragon ball is very strong, but after all, there is only one dragon ball, and under the joint efforts of Rahu and Shi Qilin, the ancestral dragon has no power to fight back at all.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that as time goes by, it is only a matter of time before Zu Long is defeated and even killed.

"Alas......", looking at the scene in front of him, even many phoenixes watching the battle sighed secretly, and couldn't bear to look at it.

Zulong is the uncrowned emperor of the entire Flood Desolate Continent, but he didn't expect that because he came to the Wutong Temple alone, he was attacked by the joint attack of Shi Qilin and Rahu.

It was like a natural trap, but the ancestral dragon jumped into it on its own.

The scars are getting more and more, and as the battle progresses, the ancestral dragon with the cyan dragon body has almost turned into a red blood dragon, and there are scars left by the Zhu Immortal Sword and the Absolute Immortal Sword all over his body.

Countless dragon blood continued to overflow from these wounds, and because of the excessive blood loss, the ancestral dragon had already felt a little chill all over his body, and even his consciousness gradually became blurred.

In fact, Zu Long also thought about escaping for his life in his heart, but as the uncrowned emperor of the Flood Desolate Continent, he actually fled for his life in a hurry, which made it difficult for Zu Long to accept.

Therefore, no matter how hard the battle was, Zu Long never made the decision to flee for his life.

As the patriarch of the dragon clan, no matter what kind of crisis he faces, there are only dragons who die in battle, and there are absolutely no dragons who flee for their lives.

"He's dying!" Seeing that Zu Long's injuries were getting worse and worse, and his movements seemed to be starting to slow down, Luo Hu said with a thick smile on his face.

With his words, the Zhu Immortal Sword and the Absolute Immortal Sword flew more intensively, and the position pointed by the sword blade had always surrounded the deadly positions of the ancestral dragon's head, throat and heart, obviously wanting to take this opportunity to kill the ancestral dragon in one fell swoop.

The Beginning Qilin next to him naturally felt that the ancestral dragon's state was not very good, and in addition to being overjoyed, he was also controlling his own nine-story pagoda, constantly sending out more dense and magnificent attacks, and constantly smashing towards the ancestral dragon, bringing heavy pressure to it.

The injuries on the ancestral dragon's body are getting worse and worse, and they have reached the point where they have begun to affect their combat effectiveness.

Under such circumstances, as his injuries deepen, his strength will become weaker and weaker, not to mention that he wants to turn the tables, and in the back, it is almost impossible to escape.

However, when he saw that the injuries on the ancestral dragon's body were getting more and more serious, and the situation was getting heavier and heavier, suddenly, between heaven and earth, there were bursts of faint immortal sounds, and at the same time, there seemed to be bursts of light between heaven and earth.

Immediately afterwards, an old man wearing a white robe and white hair appeared from the void, stepped through the void step by step, and came to the ancestral dragon's side.

It seemed to be a very slow pace, but it quickly appeared beside the ancestral dragon.

Shout!

A brilliant cold light swept through the air, and the Immortal Sword turned into a stream of brilliance, and attacked towards the ancestral dragon like lightning.

It's just that this Taoist has a whisk in his hand, and he waved it gently, and in an instant, he could see that these countless silk threads rose in the wind, turning into countless dense silk threads and entangled in the Zhuxian Sword.

Although the sharp sword light cut off countless silk threads, there were more silk threads that continued to wrap up, gradually binding this Zhuxian sword.

"What!?" , Looking at his Zhuxian Sword, it was actually blocked by someone, Luo Hu's eyes condensed slightly, and there was a look of disbelief.

With Luo Hu's cultivation, coupled with the sharpness of the Zhuxian Sword, there are no more people in the entire Honghuang Continent who can block his Zhuxian Sword, right?

However, this guy who appeared was able to block his own attack?

Shocked, Luo Hu carefully looked at the old way in front of him, and immediately, his face couldn't help but change, and at the same time exclaimed: "Hongjun? It's you? ”。

While speaking, Luo Hu looked Hongjun up and down seriously for a moment, with a puzzled and dazed look on his face, and said, "You, your feelings are a little different, what's going on with you?" ”。

Hongjun and Luo Hu naturally knew each other, after all, they had a big battle for Poros.

Moreover, at the beginning of Pangu's opening of the world, Hongjun's identity was also one of the three thousand chaos demon gods.

However, at this time, Luo Hu looked at Hongjun carefully, and he couldn't detect the slightest chaotic demonic qi from his body, but instead gave people a natural and relaxed feeling, which felt completely contrary to the demonic qi, right?

"Rahu, the ancestral dragon can't die here today", Hongjun gave people the feeling that he was neither happy nor sad, just stared at Rahu quietly and said.

"Oh? Have you become a lackey of the dragons? ”。

Hearing Hongjun's words, obviously coming to help Zu Long, Luo Hu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice.

"I'm just following the trajectory of the Heavenly Dao, or it's hard to understand what the Heavenly Dao is by looking at your appearance, as long as you know that today's ancestral dragon shouldn't die here."

Shaking his head, Hongjun talked about the way of heaven, but seeing that everyone looked at a loss, there was no meaning to explain again, but he just said something that everyone present could understand.

"You are? Hongjun? Shi Qilin's gaze also fell on Hongjun's body at this time, and after looking up and down for a while, he asked in some surprise.

Hongjun, to say that his reputation in the Flood Wilderness is not low, after all, he has a close relationship with the God of War Poros, and his strength is not inferior to that of the God of War Poros, which is enough to make the people of the Flood Desolation Continent remember his name.

It's just that, logically speaking, with Hongjun's strength, it should be a little worse than Rahu, right? How could he stop Rahu's Zhuxian Sword?

Luo Hu didn't answer Shi Qilin's words, but just looked at Luo Hu's body, and it was obvious that Luo Hu was the focus of his attention.

"Huh, Hongjun? I've heard of your name for a long time, and today I'm going to weigh how many pounds and taels you have."

Seeing that Hongjun's attention was on Luo Hu's body, he actually despised himself, which made Shi Qilin snort coldly, and said unceremoniously, while speaking, he raised the nine-story golden pagoda and smashed it directly towards Hongjun's side.

It's just that, looking at the nine-story pagoda that Shi Qilin smashed over, Hongjun didn't care too much, but just stretched out his palm lightly.

Obviously, it seems that Hongjun's palm has not changed at all, but his palm gives people the illusion that it has suddenly magnified countless times, enough to grasp the entire desolate world.

The nine-story pagoda fell directly into Hongjun's hands, and the huge pagoda turned into a delicate small pagoda, like an ornament.

Gently swept the pagoda in the palm of his hand, and finally, Hongjun turned his palm over and directly put the pagoda away: "This pagoda looks pretty good, so I'll accept it politely."

"Bastard, put down my Xuanhuang Tower!".

Seeing that his baby was actually taken away by Hongjun as soon as he made a move, Shi Qilin's face changed greatly, and he shouted in shock and anger, his body was like electricity, and he pounced towards Hongjun fiercely.

Bang!

It's just that, looking at the first Qilin who pounced, Hongjun stretched out his palm and slapped it.

With a loud bang, Shi Qilin's figure couldn't even get closer, and was directly slapped out by this palm.