Yang Jian was so strong that Chen Weiming saw the most, but he was able to enter the forefront. If the other party wanted to chase him, he could not escape, and if the other party wanted to leave, he could not stop him. He could only watch him disappear from his eyes with Sun Wukong.

The war was over, and the demon king was devastated in the mountains, looking out from afar, with indescribable melancholy.

The immortal clan came in full force, and almost all of them died here, leaving only some elite soldiers to follow Yang Jian and Ge Qitai. However, the Demon King's Mountain also suffered heavy casualties. Nine out of ten times were injured, and Sun Wukong was also captured.

For such a war, I didn't know who would win or lose, but Chen Weiming still felt that his side had lost. If Yang Jian had not let anyone go, everyone would have died. Even if he had armor of faith, he would be unable to escape the disaster.

The wind swept away, and the Golden-winged Roc King arrived here with his injuries. Seeing Chen Weiming looking ahead, his face darkened, and sighed softly, punched the void, and said nothing.

In the past, he went to Lingshan of the Buddha Realm just to save his brother. Unfortunately, he was not strong enough. Not only did he fail, but he also put his brother in danger, which was his long-term regret.

In today's battle, he could have left without hesitation, but escaping at the last battle reminded him of the scene when he saw his brother kneeling in front of the Tathagata in order to save him, and then turned into a mount and carried the Tathagata step by step into Lingshan.

Helplessly, the same thing appeared today. He thought that relying on his own abilities could help these temporary brothers, but unfortunately... he failed.

Facing Erlang Shen Yang Jian, this God of War in Heaven, even if his strength is still at its peak, it is hard to say that he will win, let alone now.

Even when people stood in the air, Zhang Hongbo, Niu Mowang and others gathered here, and the demon clans of the Demon King's mountains also arrived here.

The huge force, which once had hundreds of millions of people, is now less than 10,000. The tragic war is indescribable.

No one spoke, they looked around aimlessly, and the atmosphere was a little terrifying.

After a long time, the Lion Camel King roared angrily and broke the silence: "Today's shame, I will be punished in the future!"

The Bull Demon King's eyes shook for a moment, and he didn't say much. His experience was like him, and he knew how difficult it was to avenge revenge. He sighed and said to Chen Weiming: "The teleportation array should be fast, so I'll trouble you for the rest."

Chen Weiming nodded and was about to say a few words, but suddenly he frowned, looked to one side, and shouted softly: "Be careful."

His spiritual sense is quick and he senses the changes in his breath, even above the Golden-winged Roc King. Moreover, the Zhoutian Star Dou Array has not yet been removed, and in his perception, the breath of other people has entered.

As soon as the words were finished, huge stones suddenly rushed out of the earth, like huge swords coming towards several people.

A terrible aura erupted and rushed towards me, the Immortal King Cultivator.

Not one, but two, with a large number of sub-saints, one by one, and one by one, came from the rocks. After careful observation, they were all dragons.

Everyone's faces tightened, and suddenly they remembered that on this planet, their enemies were not only the immortals, but also the dragons.

This group of royal families, known as the water, did not come when the Qing Emperor Heavenly Court army came. Now after the war ended, they actually chose to attack.

"So brave!"

The Golden-winged Roc King roared, his wings flashed, and the strong wind rose, and the golden feathers floated like thousands of swords. The person he hated the most in his life was Tathagata, and the race he hated the most was the dragon clan.

In his opinion, this race that looks like a real dragon in the ancient royal family, but flatters the immortals and flatters is simply a shame to the demon race.

"Ao!"

With a dragon roar, a majestic figure rushed out of the earth. The earth roared, and the flying sand condensed. It was grabbed in his hand like a huge shield waving, easily blocking all the attacks.

This is a dragon clan with yellow-brown scales, the strength of the immortal king, and the earth path pattern of cultivation.

A murderous intent appeared in the longan. Looking at the Golden-winged Roc King, he sneered: "Garulo, Yang Jian's attack is not so easy to resolve, right? How much strength do you have now? One point or two points?"

The Golden-winged Roc King did not reply, but his face was serious, and the other party hit the point with a word. Yang Jian's attack was not so easy to face. Even if the other party stayed and did not kill him, in order not to affect him, he was injured after many attacks.

Although it has not hurt the root, at this moment, its combat effectiveness is not even 20%. Not to mention killing all the enemies in front of you, it is unknown whether you can defeat this earth dragon.

"I'll entangle Garula, you kill the others!"

The earth dragon shouted loudly and looked at the Golden-winged Roc King and sneered: "Garula, you dragon-eating beast, must die!"

Garuda's return to the world is the biggest thing for the dragon clan. Once the great demon is restored to its strength, it will be another disaster for the dragon clan.

"Everyone is going to die!"

With a dragon roar, a wind dragon soared into the sky. This is another immortal king who led the army.

The Dragon Clan has limited powers on this planet, and one died not long ago. Today, in order to kill Garula, except for the Dragon King, all other powerful people have arrived.

How terrible the Immortal King took action? Chen Weiming was shocked and didn't care about anything else. He rushed towards the sky with his feet on the mysterious light. At present, his side was seriously injured. Once the Immortal King Fenglong attacked, he would probably not be able to survive.

When the wind dragon activates its true energy and takes action, Chen Weiming urges the faith armor to block directly in front of him.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, he ate all the attacks. The strong wind whistled like countless poisonous snakes plaguing, sucking wildly.

"ah!"

With a cry of pain, Chen Weiming was shot down from the air by a wind dragon like a meteor, smashing a mountain and knocking out a huge deep pit on the ground, which was extremely terrifying.

"Overbial power, I'm looking for death!"

The dragon roared in anger. Although he knew that the Demon King Qunshan had an amazing defense method, it would still make people angry when they encountered it, just like the strength of Fenglong. He was an immortal king and a Taiyi Jinxian who didn't take it seriously.

But as soon as the sound fell, a rumbling sound was heard in the deep pit, sand and stones shattered, and a figure broke out into the air, wearing golden faith armor, which was Chen Weiming.

Feng Long shouted loudly, his eyes appeared cruel murderous intent, and he sneered: "Why not pretend to be dead below? Do you think there is still a possibility of escape?"

Chen Weiming wiped off the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly: "The tickling attack is so boring. You can't decide who wins and who loses in this battle."

As he spoke, the earth trembled, and then he saw a figure flying into the sky and winding in the distance.
Chapter completed!