The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master: Chapter 1549 Victory, death!

  Chapter 1549 Victory, death!

  At this time, Zhu Yun and Andrew had also stopped their hands, both of them were intimidated by the huge wind dragon condensed by Beitinghuang. Even they have never seen such a powerful fighting spirit.

   "Oh, no wonder Zhuyun domain master is so supportive, so he has such a strong general in his hand!" Andrew gritted his teeth and said, he led the people, and almost wiped out the whole army before they touched the side of the tomb.

   Fortunately, the Gale Dragon got into the galaxy, and Andrew, who had experienced the power of the galaxy, burst into laughter, "Hahaha, how stupid!"

  Zhu Yun also frowned fiercely, only Zhu Shu still trusted Bei Tinghuang, and looked at the galaxy with a pair of eyes full of expectation.

Mingshu would never let go of the great opportunity to strangle this windy dragon. He urged out the last soul power in his body, almost turning the color of the entire galaxy into vermilion, like blood flowing in the sky. Among them, there seemed to be a disgusting fishy smell emanating from the blood that was so thick that it could not be melted.

   "The Destroyer of the Galaxy—Reverse the Galaxy!"

The entire galaxy was spun around like a twist under the judgment scepter in Mingshu's hand, and at this moment, a dragon roar full of majesty resounded again, and from the galaxy, a steel-like The cast giant dragon poked its head out of it, and immediately after, his body twisted suddenly, and the huge dragon tail slammed on the galaxy under the horrified eyes of everyone.

   "Poof!"

This dragon tail seemed to slap on Mingshu's body, his body flew upside down, his legs drew an indelible trace in the air, and finally, his body fell towards the ground and hit an ancient tree hard On the trunk of the tree, the thick trunk surrounded by several people was broken.

  Mingshu, the majestic domain master, lay on the ground like a dead dog, and his vitality was gradually dissipating.

The star river is destroyed, the power of the stars drawn from the sky has been scattered under the tail whip of the giant wind dragon, and the power of the stars dissipates in the air, and finally, like bright fireflies, they head towards the sky flew out.

There was a dead silence in the forest, even Andrew forgot to attack. He looked at the people on the ground who had lost their vitality under the tying of the vines, and Ming Shu who was obviously breathing in more air and outflowing less air in the distance. His eyes finally fell on the black-robed boy body.

  When the young man raised his hand, the giant wind dragon turned into a gray mist and burrowed into his palm. The battle spirit already possesses divine consciousness. From now on, it will live and die with its master, no longer like the battle spirit that has only form and no god. After the battle, it will go as it came.

   Such a method is simply a miracle for the people of the Dark Demon Realm.

   Only Andrew and Zhu Yun have reached the peak lord level. They have touched the edge of the great lord, but they are afraid of being suppressed by the rules of the plane and dare not advance. Only they know what kind of strength Beitinghuang has achieved.

  The strength of this young man does not seem to be based on common sense. The power of heaven and earth he mobilizes seems to be only a lord in the early stage of chaos, but the battle spirit he condenses is not the means of a lord-level powerhouse at all.

   "Xiao Teng, take their lives!" Bei Tinghuang said lightly, and then cast a glance at Andrew, "I forgot to tell you, I took their lives with bald heads!"

  Andrew was furious immediately, but he only dared to hold the weapon in his hand tightly, and didn't dare to attack Beitinghuang easily.

  (end of this chapter)