Such unwillingness, let the dragon do its best to operate the dragon's strength, form a spiritual attack, and attack the spirit of stone inflammation!

Shi Yan sneered, the spiritual vortex in the mudball palace was fully opened, after the attack of the dragon's spirit of the dragon.

The bell!

The bell!

The bell!

Then a sound of crisp beads sounded.

Three hundred flaming red spiritual beads appeared, and they covered the stone inflammation and the giant dragon.

Then, the sound of the sacred, ethereal, radiant, and the quiet God sings.

The dragon was shocked and shouted, “Stoneitis... you shut your mouth...I won’t listen...I won’t be controlled by your divine voice... I...”

The son of heaven and the devil, the son of the dragon, the holy woman of the green demon, the spirit of the wind in the stone inflammation, the formation of three hundred spiritual force beads, all frightened to the whiteness of the storm.

They were very clear, and the sound of the god of the throes was terrible.

Little green dragon, little fat, the spirit of the devil snakeified people, the little white did not retreat.They all believe that the bruises will not harm them.

At this moment, the face of the son of God's wind was extremely different, even in the thrill!

Because Shi Yan can actually use the secret art of singing the voice of God to form 300 spiritual force beads, which for the gods, even the gods and the gods need a thousand cultivations, in order to do it!

"The master's divine voice is more and more powerful, and the control is more sharp, and we hear the voice of God singing, but there is no sense of confusion."

The witch's heart was terrified, and at the same time lamented.

"Yes, the master is getting stronger, this dragon, I'm afraid it's a fate that can't escape being controlled."

The dragon said lightly.

He felt that his life, he could not escape the fate of being controlled by Stone.

The dragon, as the dragon said, after it was controlled by the voice of the god of stone, began to condense blood in the eyebrows under the command of the stone.

This is not, with the secret of the underworld to control the dragon, stone is to let the dome dragon recognize the Lord, become its real war beast!

In this process, the giant egg dragon is completely lost, it looks at the eyes of the stone inflammation, and even worship.

"Beware, someone is coming."

When the dragon son, the leverbilical saint and others looked at the stone inflamed and the dome of the dragon, the sound of the stone inflamed reminder came.

The Holy Son of Heaven, the Holy Woman of the Green Devil, the Little Blue Dragon, the Little Fat, the Man of the Fire and the Demon, the Protector of the Warriors, is guarded against it.

The spirit of the son of God also returned to God from fear, and he almost bit his tongue excitedly, because he knew that the strong people who guarded the gods here must have felt something and came!

At this time, Shi Yan could not defend with the people, because the dragon is a holy fire, he wants to make the other party recognize the Lord, first of all, resist the spirit of the dragon.

Therefore, Shi Yan will take a while to face the sudden attack of the enemy.

Call!

Call!

Call!

There was a sound in the sky.

The people saw that there were fifteen white horses without a glimmer of hair, waving their wings, and with fifteen neat men, came.

The son of God is excited, because he recognizes the waist cards of these people riding horses, which is the strongest guard on patrol here - the guardian of the king!

The meaning of its name, that is, these fifteen are all gods and kings who exist in the full period of God's fire!

"Nan Gongyu, the situation is not wrong, it is not the foreign invasion, this is the son of the clan or the god-daughter in the hand!"

A clear middle-aged man in the God King's Guard said to another strong middle-aged man who looked more vicious.

“As far as I know, the gods and the gods and women of the family have come to the Imperial Palace, and after the game, they are ready to enter the Golden Sand City and gamble with other races.”

The southern palace, with a more ferocious appearance, frowned, and his eyes were full of doubt.

"Yes, my sons and my daughters have come."

The middle-aged man of Qing Xiu frowned and responded, then he said, "But this is the voice of the god of my family, and the power of this god or godly woman is the strongest I have ever seen, and has the son of God and the god of the temple who came here?"

“Don’t make any guesses, we’ll just go down and ask!”

Nan Gongyu said with a deep voice, the people with the God King's Guard, hit down at full speed.

When you were at this mountain, in order to avoid misunderstanding, Nan Gongyu said, “Please, which god or godly god in the clan sings God’s voice here?”

“The Gods?”

Surrounded by the fiery red beads of the voice of God singing, his eyebrows picked a code word.

The face of the son of heaven, the holy woman of the vernacular, the face of the dragon and the son suddenly changed, because these people are like the people of the gods.

“Lord Nan Gong, you see, these people are Hades!”

In the escort of the king of God, some people found the characteristics of the three heads and six arms of the Undern Son, and immediately showed hostility in his eyes.

The thug!

The thug!

The thug!

In an instant, five of the king's guardians took out their swords and stared at the children of the underworld.

The middle-aged people of Nan Gongyu and Qing Xiu were also vigilant and felt that things were very simple.

It is at this time.

The spirit of the holy son, excitedly said: "God King Guard people, you hurry to protect me, I am in the family in the disaster, trapped in the lower areas of the god son of the spirit wind, these people hold me, you quickly take them off!" 」

Nan Gongyu, the middle-aged people of Qing Xiu, and others, all looked at the spirit of the son of Ji in amazement!

“Are you and these people coming from the lower ground?”

The beautiful middle-of-the-line man Lu Tissot asked with great surprise.

The son of God nodded excitedly and then cried, “Yes.You are now taking me away, I have been secretly tricked by the secret of the sound of my family, and if the distance is too close, he can kill me at any time.

Now, take me to the patriarch, and I will explain it clearly!”

Lu Tiansuo stood still, his fingers were surrounded by three hundred god singing sound, covered by the stone, and asked, "You say that he is a person in the lower area, and is not a person of our god clan, and then he also stole the sound of my family's divine singing?"

“Yes!”

After the son of God nodded, he said urgently, “Now is not the time to say this, please take me to the patriarch, I will explain the matter clearly!”

Lu Tisuo said with a cold look: "Who are you, is not my people, can not be sure, how can I take you to the patriarch?"

Lu Tiansuo said coldly: "And I suspect that what you say is a lie!"Because if you were the god of my people, would you not know that the voice of the gods of my people can only be practiced by the people of our own people, and the people of the foreign people will never be able to practice?”

When God’s son Ji Feng heard this sentence, he immediately exploded, and he said with a stupefied face: “Of course I know, but I want to tell you that the records of the clan can be wrong, and the people of our family who sing the sound of the sound of the gods can cultivate!”

Oh yeah!

Nan Gongyu began to move, and he hovered on the shoulder of the godly wind.

Bam!

The wind of the son of God was very wreaked, and his knees hit the ground, and he was pressed to the ground by the South Palace.

"Bold, you a god king guard, how dare you so much to the son of God, when the son of God sees the patriarch, will let you suffer the most severe punishment!"

The great wrath of the storm of God is the son of God, and he is the son of the gods, so humiliated by the people of the king's guard!

Nan Gong Yu said coldly, “Now you can use the voice of God to prove your identity as the Son of God!”

As long as you prove that you are the god of my people, I will take you to the patriarch at once!

But if you can't do it, I'm going to behead you a liar with a bad intention!"

As he spoke, the South Palace drew out the long sword from his waist and reached the neck of the son of God.

The cold feeling of the long sword suddenly made the son of God panic.

In the altar of the ancient emperor's inheritance, in order to understand the stronger singing voice of the gods, the genus suffered heavy losses, and now there is no recovery at all, and it is impossible to perform the sound of God singing!

"I... my spirit is damaged, and now I can't put into the voice of God singing, but I am the Son of God, and these people can prove it."

The son of God, the wind, was cold and sweating, and his fingers were pointed to the son of the underworld, the son of the dragon, and the holy woman of the green demon.