Super Dragon Evolution Chapter 1015: One-to-three, seckill
"Wen Zilong, I have something to ask you."
The elder had a dark face, and as soon as he flew up, he said in a questioning tone.
Wen Zilong smiled and said:
"Ask, I know everything I can say, I can say nothing. To put it simply, it is: the showdown."
The great elder sneered in his heart when he saw Wen Zilong's majestic appearance.
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"Our lord, Yun Wuxin, was you killed by you?"
As soon as this statement came out, all the disciples on the ground were stunned.
Sect Master...fallen?
How is this possible?
Is it because the elder wants to corrupt this deformed wild dragon?
Wen Zilong smiled, saying:
"Your lord was killed by a wild dragon, what does it have to do with me?"
The Great Elder said coldly:
"Ten days ago, after you left, our sect master chased you and never came back. Moreover, at the place where the sect master went last, only a huge pit and fragments of the sect master’s clothes were left. It was not you. Who else can be killed?"
Wen Zilong laughed when he said this:
"Hehe, are you right?"
"I brought over 3,000 Tier 10 flying fierce beasts that day. We agreed on the price, one willing to buy, and the other willing to buy. As a result, you have bad ideas in your stomach. Trades are open, but secretly waiting for me After leaving your suzerain, follow it secretly. In the end, it was your suzerain who came over to intercept, and kept saying to kill me."
"Now I am ashamed to ask me with a shy face, isn't your old face red at all?"
The great elder's voice became colder:
"In short, if you dare to kill our suzerain, our ethereal immortal sect will never die with you."
Wen Zilong spread his wings and smiled:
"Hehe, what about immortality? You can still eat me?"
The Grand Elder continued to sneer.
(This guy seems to have only this expression. Fart, obviously the author has too little vocabulary.)
"We really can't eat you, but we can kill you."
Before speaking, I saw a thirty-third elder of the ethereal Xianzong who flew up.
The aura in him completely spread out.
Tier ten!
Promise strong!
Wen Zilong is a little surprised, there is even a tenth-order Promise Power in the ethereal Immortal Sect.
The elder sneered and looked at Wen Zilong.
"Deformity, you didn't expect it, our ethereal Xianzong, and the tenth-order Promise powerhouse!"
When he spoke, the aura of the thirty-three elders had already pressed towards Wen Zilong.
Wen Zilong just smiled faintly, and the tenth-order aura on his body was completely exploded.
Towards the thirty-three elders, he pushed back.
The momentum of the tenth-tier powers of the two sides confronted in the air.
All the wild dragons present felt that their breath was suffocated.
Wen Zilong ignored the thirty-third elders, but instead looked at the elders and sneered:
"Tenth-level strong, who is not."
The Great Elder had naturally guessed that Wen Zilong was a tenth-order Promise Power.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to kill the Sect Master of Chaotian Sect and his own ethereal Sect Master.
Furthermore, he also knew that a rank ten powerhouse in his clan was not Wen Zilong's opponent at all.
He sneered for a moment and said:
"You are Tier 10, yes. However, you are not enough."
Before speaking, two elders flew up from below.
Thirty-five elders, and thirty-seven elders.
The aura of the two of them has reached rank ten.
Three Tier 10 powerhouses!
Their aura, at this moment, completely overwhelmed Wen Zilong's aura.
After all, Wen Zilong's current aura is only at the beginning of the tenth stage.
Under the pressure of the opponent's three early tenth-tier auras, he already felt that the energy was not running smoothly.
His eyes are full of surprise.
Three!
There are actually three rank ten powerhouses in the ethereal fairy sect!
If you add the words of the previous Sect Master, aren’t they four tenth-tier powerhouses?
But soon, Wen Zilong understood.
It's not that they have so many Tier 10 powerhouses before.
If it had been there before, wouldn't they have put Chaotianzong on the ground long ago?
It seems that after knowing the death of the sect master, they used some secret method to promote the three elders in the sect to the tenth rank in a short time.
But why didn't you directly promote it before?
It is possible that this secret method has strong side effects.
In just a short moment, Wen Zilong guessed all of this.
At this time, the appearance of the three tenth-tier powerhouses caused a sensation in the Misty Xianzong.
"I'll go, three tenth orders!"
"There are so many top powerhouses in our clan!"
"Strong, too strong!"
"That deformed wild dragon, this time is dead."
The elder also sneered:
"Wen Zilong, I didn't expect it. Our ethereal Xianzong has so many Tier 10 powerhouses."
"Today is your death date!"
Before the voice was over, the body surface of the three tenth-order Promise Powers had already gushing out energy of different attributes at the same time.
Three attributes of gold, wood and earth.
As soon as the energy of the three attributes came out, their aura reached its peak.
The illusory disciples of the Immortal Sect on the ground, just being affected, have already spewed a mouthful of blood.
The Great Elder not far away was also affected, and the energy couldn't work at all, so he screamed and fell from the air.
Smash the ground into a big dragon-shaped hole.
The entire 20-kilometer-in-distance tree of the ethereal fairy sect, under the aura of the three rank ten strong men, snapped and snapped.
Wen Zilong, who is in the center of pressure, can only use his aura to avoid being crushed by the aura.
As for his energy, it is very difficult to use it.
If it is an ordinary dragon, the only thing that can be done at this time is to escape.
Use all kinds of life-saving cards to escape.
On the ground, the great elder who just fell down still sneered, although his breath was not good:
"Deformed, in front of three tenth-order Promise powerhouses, all you can do is death!"
The three tenth-tier powerhouses are all looking hideous.
"Deformity, let you pay for our suzerain today!"
"Dead!"
"Die to me!"
Among their three ferocious, murderous screams.
Wen Zilong smiled disdainfully.
Purple lightning, instantly condensed in the right palm.
As soon as the purple lightning flashed out, the three tenth rank powerhouses all changed slightly.
How is it possible?
Isn’t it difficult to mobilize energy when suppressed by the aura of three tenth-tier powerhouses?
How can this kid condense lightning with energy?
They naturally don't understand that this is not the result of Wen Zilong's energy.
It's his natal weapon.
Just before their complexion changed back, purple lightning flashed out instantly.
Boom——
Boom——
Boom——
It was obviously a lightning bolt, divided into three times, and struck the three tenth-order strong.
However, because the speed of lightning is too fast.
It looks like three lightning strikes at each of them.
The figures of the three rank ten powerhouses have disappeared.
In the air, there were only three clusters of fly ash, which drifted away in the wind.
This moment.
Quiet.