Eighty thousand Kunlun disciples were scattered in all directions of Kunlun, all heading towards the main peak.

At this moment, it has already crossed hundreds of thousands of zhang.

And yet, at this very moment...

As the sound of the three dragon chantings resounded through the continuous mountain range, all the Kunlun disciples subconsciously stopped their figures, and they all looked in the direction of the main peak one by one.

There, there were three dragons that suddenly appeared in this world.

On the left, all over the body is red, and there are candles dancing all over the body.

This is, Candle Dragon.

On the right, the pale dragon scales are even more born with a pair of huge wings, the wings are spread out, covering the sky and the sun.

This is, Ying Long.

In the middle, the ink is extremely black, and at a glance, it seems that the soul has been taken away.

Black Dragon!

The three dragon souls are out together!

"Dragon!"

"It's a real dragon!"

"It's really a dragon!!How can there be a dragon!"

"It's like... It's a dragon soul!"

"Who summoned the dragon soul ?!!?"

“......”

The eighty thousand Kunlun disciples originally rushed towards the main peak one by one with red eyes, but at this time, they stopped one after another, looking at the three dragon souls that appeared in this heaven and earth in amazement, and even their mouths couldn't close in shock.

The Cloud Water Realm is just a small interface, so small that no dragon clan will come to the waters of this realm to be the dragon king.

From ordinary disciples to false infant elders.

I was stunned when I saw these three dragons...

'Who is it?!'

This speculation sounded in everyone's heart, who was... Summoned these three dragon souls!

And among the Kunlun people, only the drunkard knows it.

He knew that it must be Qin Feng!

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Yaoba, who was originally full of confidence, saw the three dragon souls that appeared here, and suddenly his face changed suddenly, from these three dragon souls, he felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, and even his half-step transformation into a divine cultivator, at this time, even breathing became difficult.

"How is it possible! It can't be!

Yaoba muttered to himself, looking at the black light that fell, but his eyes swelled with ruthlessness: "Die!

For this light cluster condensed by the 'Fushen Radiance', he was full of incomparable confidence.

Qin Feng was holding a golden hoop stick, and there were three dragon souls behind him.

"Hold on. ”

whispered, pulled his left hand, and took Nangong Yiren into his arms.

Nangong Yiren's face turned slightly red, and before she could react, Qin Feng was already like an arrow from the string, suddenly rushing towards the black light that fell from the sky.

"Arrogance!"

Yaoba also saw this scene, and his face was very ugly.

The three dragon souls, accompanied by Qin Feng, held Nangong Yiren with one hand, with cold killing intent in his eyes, and the golden hoop rod in his right hand suddenly swung towards the falling black light cluster.

Roar!!

Dragon Roar Kyushu!

Rumble!

The light cluster that was originally suffocating and coercive exploded at the moment when the golden hoop rod was swung down!

Bang...!

A violent wave of qi spread out the entire Kunlun Mountain, and the black light that originally shrouded the Kunlun Mountain was like a mirror at this moment, all shattered.

The 80,000 Kunlun disciples who walked on foot, at the moment when the black light dissipated, the spiritual power in their bodies was revived, and their eyes showed surprise, followed by a crazy killing color.

Among the 80,000 disciples, in addition to the Qi cultivation disciples, tens of thousands of streamers went straight to the main peak.

"How is that possible!!"

Yaoba looked at his hands, and the black light on his body began to dissipate at this time.

However, there was no time to surprise him, because an ancient golden iron rod had already smashed down on him, along with the three terrifying dragons.

"No!!"

Boom!

The golden hoop stick slammed down on Yaba's left shoulder, and under the powerful impact, Yaoba's body was like a cannonball, falling down violently, boom! A huge crater a hundred feet deep appeared on the ground!

And this... And that's not all!

Qin Feng stood in the air, his eyes burning with raging flames.

Blood debt... Blood!

Holding the end of the golden hoop rod with his right hand, he raised it suddenly, and the front end began to grow rapidly, and the entire golden hoop rod turned into ten thousand zhang long, and the three dragon souls behind him.

Candle Dragon, Ying Dragon, Black Dragon.

At this moment, the three dragons all let out the sound of a dragon's roar, and they all went towards the golden hoop stick, and the three dragons... All of them were submerged in the golden hoop stick.

The dazzling three-color light bloomed from the golden hoop stick, and the three dragons... It is engraved on the body of the golden hoop stick, and it is lifelike!

When these three dragons were engraved into the golden hoop stick, a force like destroying the world emanated from the golden hoop stick.

This scene...

The tens of thousands of Kunlun disciples who rushed over also saw it.

They all saw Qin Feng, saw the huge ancient gold iron rod, and saw the three dragon souls merged into this huge iron rod...

Because they had participated in the battle of seizing the sword before, most of the disciples in the entire Kunlun Mountain recognized Qin Feng, and they were all stunned on the spot.

This, so strong?!

Especially Fu Yuanchao, he couldn't believe what he saw in front of him, this person with a big stick in his hand and a monstrous momentum turned out to be Qin Feng who participated in the ceremony that day.

Disciple of a drunken maniac?!

They were stunned by the scene in front of them, and the tyrant... It's completely scared!

In front of the momentum emanating from the golden hoop stick, he found that he had no strength to resist at all, and the obsession that had lasted for a hundred years collapsed in an instant, if he was asked to choose again, he would not choose to come to this realm if he was killed.

The previous arrogance, the previous invincibility, all turned into ridiculous at this time.

Qin Feng, pressing down with his right hand, the golden hoop rod stirred up a strong sonic boom, and smashed it towards the tyrant in the hundred-zhang deep pit.

Yaoba's eyes widened, there was timidity in his eyes, and he subconsciously turned his head and shouted in the direction of the main peak of Kunlun: "Fushen save me!"

When this sound fell, the main peak of Kunlun trembled suddenly!

At the bottom of the mountain, at the gate of the wellhead, an extremely bright black light suddenly lit up, and a black mist poured out of it, directly penetrating the main peak of Kunlun and coming to Yaoba's body.

At this moment, the black light around his body shined again.

Meanwhile.

Rumble!

The golden hoop stick, with unrivaled might, fell violently.

What protection... Destroy the wither!

The entire Kunlun Mountain, under this stick, began to tremble violently, and the rocks rolled up, as if it had been an earthquake.

Millions of lizards, the first one, the fourth, the sixth, and the eighth, at this time they are all looking closely at the hundred-zhang deep pit...

Want to know how their king is now.

Is it life, or death?!

And in the next moment!

From the main peak of Kunlun Mountain, from the gate of the realm, there was an extremely angry roar.

That's the 'Fu God' in the mouth of the lizard.

But it was also a roar.

Afterwards...

There was no more sound.

Wanzhang golden hoop stick, the three engraved dragons on it slowly disappeared, from 10,000 zhang back to the original half-zhang size, and the original hundred-zhang deep pit...

Inside, there was nothing left.

The lizard king is in ashes.