Dragon God Sovereign

Domination.

The sky above the Temple of the King of Gods was clear for a second.

In the next second, the world will change color!

The divine king's temple was high in the sky, and in a blink of an eye there were dark clouds and electric dragons flashing.

The strange phenomenon made everyone in the God King Temple feel extremely puzzled.

"His!"

After a while, the dim high sky suddenly tore a series of dark cracks, and a monstrous breath swept out from the cracks.

The terrifying aura enveloped the entire temple of the **** king, like forming a powerful invisible space, ruthlessly suppressing the temple of the **** king.

The breath of horror only exists in the temple of the **** king, and it doesn't spread at all.

At that moment, the tens of thousands of disciples in the Temple of the King of Gods were panicked, and they were all suppressed to the ground with bloodless faces and collapsed to the ground.

"Shenzhen Realm! It's God Transformation Realm!" A horrified cry spread from the God King Temple.

The temple of the **** king is in chaos.

"Shoo hoo!"

The lord of the God King Temple Leng Yunkong, the guardian is impermanent, the great elder Ye Qianshui, the second elder Cangyun, the third elder Bai Qingjue, and many digital gods and many powerful celestial realms rushed forward.

Their faces are full of solemnity.

Their eyes stared at the crack.

The Temple of the King of Gods, facing the enemy.

"This terrible aura has reached the seventh level of the Divine Realm!" Leng Yunkong frowned. The terrifying pressure also made Leng Yunkong feel extremely heavy.

Leng Yunkong doesn't know where the sacred is, but he can be sure that the strength of this force is far above the temple of the gods!

"The thirteen transforming gods, what kind of force is so terrifying?" Leng Hun frowned, his eyes flashed with panic and worry.

"The comer is not good!" The guardian said with impermanence.

Great Elder Ye Qianshui did not speak, but his face was full of unprecedented solemnity.

Even though Ye Qianshui was an old woman, she possessed the five-fold realm of God Transformation Realm, and her strength was quite terrifying.

"Young Hall Master, have you noticed that their aura is somewhat familiar?" Kun Yun asked with a little panic, staring at the pitch-black crack.

"The breath of Ling Xiaoxiao in the Dragon Temple! Their breath is the same as that of that stinky girl!" Leng Hun suddenly shook his body, and his pupils instantly enlarged to the extreme.

"Ling Xiaoxiao? That mysterious woman?" Leng Yunkong frowned again, already aware of something.

"The big thing is bad!" Ye Qianshui frowned.

That's right! Above the high altitude, the horror aura that permeated the dozens of cracks was exactly the same as the aura when Ling Xiaoxiao spurred the blood!

Above the high altitude, dozens of terrifying auras rolled away violently, among which the most powerful had reached the seventh level of the Hua Divine Realm, which was comparable to Leng Yunkong's strength.

At the same time, there are three transforming gods with six levels, four transforming gods with five levels, four transforming gods with four levels, and two transforming gods with three levels.

The lineup is extremely scary! Minutes to crush the existence of the God King Temple.

After a while, a beautiful figure slowly came out in a dark crack.

The person here is not someone else, but Ling Xiaoxiao!

"It's really her!" Seeing Ling Xiaoxiao's figure, Lengxun's face changed drastically, and he couldn't help exclaiming.

"Who is she?" Luo Wuchang's expression was extremely solemn, and he couldn't even say that he was afraid.

At this moment, Ling Xiaoxiao seemed to be different from before, her pretty face as cold as frost, full of dignity, aloof, like a master who controls the world.

Ling Xiaoxiao's face is full of arrogance and confidence!

As Ling Xiaoxiao appeared, among the cracks, silhouettes came out one after another, and each silhouette carried the breath of the weather.

They all stood behind Ling Xiaoxiao!

This shows that the thirteen powerhouses of the **** transformation are all Ling Xiaoxiao's subordinates!

Only the subordinates possess such terrifying strength, wouldn't the high level behind Ling Xiaoxiao be even more terrifying?

Ling Xiaoxiao was condescending, staring at the temple of the **** king as if staring at the dead.

"Lenghun, I said, if you let me go back alive, I will make you regret it!" Ling Xiaoxiao said coldly, every word was full of cold and murderous, and every word was creepy.

"Don't you like to rely on the strong to bully the weak? Don't you like to bully others? I will let you feel the taste today!" Ling Xiaoxiaosen said coldly.

When the words fell, Ling Xiaoxiao urged the power of blood, and with a wave of his jade hand, a bright golden light flew out, exuding an aura of extreme terror.

Jinguang is a black flag named Qimen Five Elements Order!

"Artifact!" Feeling this extremely devastating aura, Leng Yunkong and the others' faces changed drastically!

"Artifact?" Leng Hun and the people in the God King Temple were frightened to death.

As soon as the Qimen Five Elements Order came out, a huge golden energy shrouded the Temple of the God King.

"The breath of the Ninth Layer of the God Transformation Realm!" Leng Yunkong's face was suddenly full of panic.

Among the divine tools, the power permeating out is actually the power of the nine layers of the gods!

Ling Xiaoxiao sacrificed the artifact, apparently completely blocking the retreat of the God King's Temple, in a gesture of completely destroying the God King's Temple.

"Didn't the God King's Temple collude with the Demon Race? Just call the powerful Demon Race!" Ling Xiaoxiao said coldly, very confident.

"Little girl, I have something to discuss." Leng Yunkong solemnly said.

"You shut up!" Ling Xiaoxiao scolded, giving Leng Yunkong no face at all.

Ling Xiaoxiao is so domineering, what the Lord of the God King Temple, Ling Xiaoxiao is not at ease!

"Take me down to the Temple of the King of God! Except for Lenghun! Killing other personalities!" Ling Xiaoxiao burst into anger, as if all the anger accumulated in his heart burst out.

"Yes! Saintess!" The thirteen transforming gods respectfully took their orders.

The thirteen Transcendent God Realm did not hesitate to take action. They only obeyed the order, never asked, let alone questioned.

The fierce battle is on the horizon!

"Open the formation! Protect the palace!" Leng Yunkong hurriedly yelled, urging his true essence with all his strength, and was the first to meet the powerhouse of the Seventh Level of Transformation God Realm.

"The Lord of the Temple of the Gods, the strongest person in the Heavenly Soul Continent, don't know how many punches you can catch me?" the powerhouse of the Seventh Layer of the Transformation God Realm asked with a sneer, looking proud but full of confidence.

The breath that broke out of the middle-aged man was much stronger than Leng Yunkong, and it was not a level at all.

"Most of them are unified, don't talk nonsense! I want the blood of the **** king temple to flow into a river! The corpses are piled up like a mountain!" Ling Xiaoxiao scolded, and monstrous anger continued to flow out.

In the Battle of the Dragon Temple, Ling Xiaoxiao suffered all the grievances and suffered, and today finally had the opportunity to vent.

"Most are unified?" Everyone in Leng Yunkong's complexion changed drastically after hearing Ling Xiaoxiao's name.

In front of him, the seven-layer powerhouse of the God Transformation Realm, is actually just the majority!

"Yes! Saint!" Most of them replied respectfully, not being disrespectful.

Ye Qianshui urged the true essence, made a mark, and immediately shouted: "God Killing Heaven Formation! Open!"

Powerful men like Luo Wuchang and Cangyun took action one after another and went all out. All kinds of magic weapons were sacrificed, and no one dared to have any reservations.