It was like a beautiful phoenix in the Ninth Heaven, and also like the red lotus fire rising from the boundless purgatory.
It was as if it wanted to burn everything and destroy the heavens!
"Eight Directional Dragon Lock Formation!
Rise! "
Luo Qingtong's figure flew up.
The entire Holy Capital of The Empire of Qin was suddenly filled with the sound of rattling chains.
One chain, two chains, three chains … eight chains!
With the Crown Prince's residence as the center, eight extremely thick chains suddenly appeared from the void.
"Buzz!"
In the eight directions of the Holy Capital of The Empire of Qin, the runes of the formation suddenly appeared on the largest building.
Luo Qingtong had originally drawn it as a precaution.
She did not expect Feng Luan's ambition to be so great that he actually used so much of Great Yong's accumulated national fortune.
However, since he had used it, then he would never return!
All of them would stay!
"Boom!"
When the Eight Directional Dragon Locking Formation rose, the black flood dragon and the power of Great Yong's Golden Dragon appeared above its head, shockingly appearing at the heart of the formation.
It turned out that the place where Mochen Ye was located was the center of the Eight Directional Dragon Lock Formation!
Luo Qingtong allowed them to completely enter before activating the Eight Directional Dragon Lock Formation.
"Rumble!"
"Swish!"
As the chains stretched out from the void, they wrapped around the Golden Dragon of Great Yong's Golden Dragon of Qin.
At the same time, the azure dragon outside Mochen Ye's body suddenly raised its head and swung its tail, biting toward the black flood dragon.
Without the support of the Golden Dragon of Great Yong's Golden Dragon of Qin, the black flood dragon, whose power had been devoured, was no match for the true dragon's fortune in Mochen Ye's body!
It was bitten fiercely, and the power of fortune that originally belonged to Mochen Ye continuously flowed back.
The aura in Mochen Ye's body skyrocketed, and the azure dragon outside his body grew larger and larger.
The Black Flood Dragon's body, however, was shrinking rapidly.
However, Feng Luan did not care about this.
"Imperial Ancestral Dragon Qi!"
Her eyes almost popped out of their sockets as she watched the power of Great Yong's Golden Dragon being restrained.
The latter raised its head and swung its tail, struggling with all its might. However, no matter how hard it tried, it could not break free from the shackles of those chains!
The Dragon Locking Formation that Luo Qingtong had drawn was powered by the power of the entire Holy Capital of The Empire of Qin.
Dragon Luck as the suppression!
How could the power of Great Yong's golden dragon break free?
Under Feng Luan's shocked gaze, The Empire of Qin's Azure Dragon power, which had risen from the Imperial Ancestral Temple of The Empire of Qin, arrived.
"Roar!"
It fiercely raised its head and bit down on the golden dragon form of Great Yong's fate.
In an instant, the power of the Golden Dragon of Great Yong let out a mournful cry as the power of the nation within its body was continuously absorbed.
"Not good!"
In the Holy Capital of Great Yong, ever since Feng Luan had used the power of the Imperial Ancestral Temple of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, the Saint Transcendence of Great Yong had been paying close attention to the situation in the Imperial Ancestral Temple.
This time, when the power of the Golden Dragon of Great Yong was being devoured, his heart suddenly palpitated violently.
In the next second, he suddenly heard a mournful cry that ordinary people could not hear coming from the Imperial Ancestral Temple.
Something had happened to Great Yong's power of fortune!
Moreover, it was a major matter!
The Transcendent Saint from the Great Yong Sacred Dynasty was both anxious and angry.
His figure flashed, and he instantly appeared above the Imperial Ancestral Temple of the Holy Capital of Great Yong.
"Boom!"