The main body is SSS-level, and the mirror image is also SSS-level.

Nightmare Glass Dragon paused for a moment.

It clearly hadn't expected that Bo Jin's reaction would be so indifferent.

next moment.

Its gaze fell on Bo Jin's feet.

It landed on the crouching, glassy dragon.

The pupils of the Nightmare Glass Dragon suddenly narrowed.

An uncontrollable rage poured down from the sky.

"Who gave you permission to trample on a descendant of my Nightmare Glazed Dragon Clan?!"

The giant glass dragon trembled violently.

It instinctively wanted to lower its head.

Bo Jin raised his hand.

I gently patted its dragon horns.

"look up."

The glass dragon stopped.

Bo Jin looked at the Nightmare Glass Dragon in the sky.

"So what?"

"It is now my mount."

The Nightmare Glass Dragon's rage intensified.

It opened its enormous mouth.

Before the dragon's breath could even be released, the space on the fifth level had already begun to crumble layer by layer.

"A mount?"

"You used my race as a mount?"

Bo Jin smiled.

"What's the problem?"

"You're asking for it!"

The roar of the Nightmare Glass Dragon exploded.

Countless azure-colored dragon scales fell from the sky.

Each dragon scale reflects the most terrifying nightmare in the heart of every person in the world of seven emotions.

confusion.

kill.

flame.

Evil god.

Righteous God.

The gods rule.

Even Bo Jin's nightmares from back then were clearly revealed.

Bo Jin's fingers tightened slightly.

The next moment.

The heartless man raises his sword.

The seven-colored sword light shot straight into the sky.

Click!

All the dragon scales in the sky shattered at the same time.

Those nightmares that hadn't even had a chance to settle were completely wiped out by a single sword strike.

The heartless one stood still.

She looked up at the Nightmare Glass Dragon.

"Don't scare my brother."

The Nightmare Glass Dragon's voice stopped.

The other six dragon shadows also looked at Bo Qing at the same time.

The enraged dragon of the sky narrowed its eyes.

Crimson-gold flames spewed from its nostrils.

"you."

"You carry the scent of the end."

He ignored it.

She simply gripped her two swords tightly.

"Are you going to bully my brother too?"

The dragon, bearing the vow of love, slowly lowered its head.

There was an emotion that was almost pity in the silver dragon's eyes.

"Little girl."

"You made a mistake in this matter."

"These twenty-seven deities are responsible for maintaining the operation and order of the world of the seven emotions."

"Now you've killed them all."

"you say?"

"What should we, as the true masters, do?"

Boqing listened to the whole thing.

She glanced back at Bo Jin.

Bo Jin sat on the back of the glass dragon.

He raised his hand and touched his chin.

"It said we did something wrong and asked us what to do?"

Bo Qing frowned.

Why?

"have no idea."

Bo Jin shrugged.

"They probably think there are too many dragons among them."

Boqing thought for a moment.

Then, very seriously, he said, "Does having more dragons mean you can do whatever you want?"

Bo Jin nodded.

"In their logic, it seems possible."

Boqing understood.

She turned around.

Two swords hung at his sides.

The Nightmare Glass Dragon spoke coldly: "Have you thought it through?"

Boqing raised his head.

"I've thought it through."

"I won't give it to you."

The words fell.

The heartless sword strikes out.

The black and red sword light tore through the heavens and earth, heading straight for the projection of the Nightmare Glass Dragon.

The Nightmare Glass Dragon was stunned.

It never even considered that.

Even with all seven dragon clans descending at the same time, this girl still dared to make the first move.

The sword light has arrived.

The Nightmare Glass Dragon suddenly spread its wings.

In front of the crystal dragon wings, layer upon layer of nightmare world unfolds.

But the moment the black and red sword light crashed in.

The first layer shattered.

The second layer shattered.

The third layer.

Fourth floor.

Countless nightmare worlds shattered one after another, like bubbles cleaved by a blade.

The projection of the Nightmare Glass Dragon was pierced through the middle by a single sword.

boom!

The enormous glass dragon shadow exploded into countless fragments.

The fragments haven't fallen yet.

Bo Jin had already stood up.

He raised his hand.

A giant black mirror unfolded behind them.

【Mirror of Eternal Night】.

it's dark.

The seven dragon shadows simultaneously plunged into darkness.

The sorrowful Azure Dragon roared first.

The boundless seawater surged out of the darkness, threatening to engulf the entire fifth level.

Thin Ashes raised the sword of painful judgment.

One sword.

The sea breaks.

The Dragon of Painful Crimson Prison opened its massive jaws.

The flames of karma swept through.

With a single, ruthless sweep of his sword, he achieved his goal.

Seven-colored rays of light crashed into the sea of ​​fire.

The flames rolled back.

The projection of the Painful Crimson Dragon took a half step back.

The joyful dragon of the dawn spreads its wings.

Warm light shone down.

But as soon as the light approached the thin embers, it was swallowed up by the Mirror of Eternal Night.

The light is gone.

Even the pleasure that tried to bewitch people was gradually crushed by the darkness.

The raging dragon of the sky has finally lost its temper.

"Humans!"

"Do you really think you can act with impunity just because you possess the artifacts of the end?!"

Bo Jin stood in front of the black mirror.

He raised his head.

"Otherwise what?"

The raging dragon of the sky spreads its claws.

The crimson-gold flames coalesced into a sun.

When that sun came down.

The mountain range, which had just stopped collapsing on the fifth level, began to collapse again.

The heartless man raises his sword.

The two swords of judgment were unleashed simultaneously.

Seven-colored light intertwined with black and red sword energy in mid-air, transforming into a sword mark that stretched across the sky.

Sword marks tore through the void.

Tearing apart the blood-red sky.

It directly enveloped all the dragons in front of it.

It tore through all the defenses in front of the seven dragon projections.

The sea barrier of the sorrowful Azure Dragon shattered.

The raging dragon wings of the Crimson Prison Dragon were broken.

The golden-white light curtain of the Happy Dawn Dragon disappeared.

The crimson-gold sun of the Angry Sky Dragon was cleaved in two by the sword energy.

The two halves of the sun fell to either side, crashing into the fifth layer of the earth.

Boom! Boom!

The two mountain ranges were completely flattened.

The silver dragon scale shield of the Dragon of the Vow of Love could not stop it for even a moment.

The dark domain opened by the dragon of the Abyss of Fear was rendered barren by the seven-colored sword light.

The projection of the Nightmare Glass Dragon had just reformed and hadn't even had time to open its eyes yet.

The sword energy has arrived.

One sword.

Seven dragon shadows.

It shattered at the same time.

Dragon scale fragments rained down from the sky. They were in shades of azure, turquoise, crimson, golden white, silver, reddish gold, and abyssal black.

Seven colors mixed together, falling onto the blood-soaked earth.

Like an absurd fireworks display.

The fifth floor fell silent for a moment.

Brief.

An extremely brief moment.

then.

above the sky.

A sound came from inside.

It was an extremely deep dragon's roar that came from the deepest part of the world.

The dragon's roar had no volume.

I can't hear it.

But everyone "felt" it.

It was like a needle, piercing directly into the depths of every living being's soul.

The glass dragon beneath Bo Jin's feet suddenly lowered its body.

Its limbs clung tightly to the precipice. Its wings tightened. Its head pressed against the ground.

Its entire body of glassy scales trembled violently, making a soft "crackling" sound.

It seems to be expressing submission.

An irresistible submission from the depths of one's blood.

Bo Jin glanced down at it.

"stand up."

The glass dragon could not rise.

Its body wouldn't obey its commands.

Bloodline suppression.

When the patriarch arrives, all the descendants of the same clan will instinctively prostrate themselves.

Bo Jin didn't repeat it a second time.

He simply placed his hand on the horn of the glass dragon and channeled a wisp of nightmare power into it.

The trembling of the glass dragon gradually subsided.

It hasn't completely stopped.

But at least it's no longer touching the ground.

Heartless stood in front.

She didn't look back.

Because her gaze was firmly fixed on the sky above.

The fourth layer of the world barrier.

Broken.

The entire barrier resembled a piece of thin ice that had been crushed, crumbling outwards from the center.

The fragments are still suspended in mid-air.

A dragon claw emerged from the fragments.

Amber color.

Nightmare was reflected on every scale.

It is the deepest fear and nightmare of all things in the world.

It was just a dragon claw.

The fifth level of the sky descended by three-tenths of an inch.

The earth cracked, and blood poured into the cracks, making a sizzling sound.

Bo Jin looked up.

He saw the dragon claw slowly pry open the fragments of the world's barrier.

then.

A dragon's head emerged from behind the fragments.

Nightmare Glass Dragon.

Body.

The instant the vertical pupils opened.

A buzzing sound came from Bo Jin's mind.

It was not an attack.

It was the nightmare power flowing in those eyes that was too strong.

So intense that just a glance can send one's consciousness involuntarily plummeting into a nightmare.

Bo Jin bit the tip of his tongue.

The pain brought him back to his senses.

He looked at the dragon's head, which was larger than the entire mountain range.

"Has the real body arrived?"

The Nightmare Glass Dragon did not answer him.

next moment.

The third layer of the barrier shattered.

An endless expanse of deep sea poured down from the shattered walls.

The seawater is a deep blue-green color.

Each drop of water holds within it a suffocating sorrow.

The true form of the Sorrowful Azure Dragon was faintly visible in the seawater.

Its body was coiled up in the cascading seawater.

With a flick of its tail, the floating islands at the edge of the fifth level were swept into dust.

The second layer.

The barrier hasn't broken yet.

But behind that barrier, it was already burning red.

It's not fire.

It's anger.

Pure, scorching, all-consuming rage.

The true form of the Angry Sky Dragon let out a low roar from behind the barrier.

The barrier was breached.

A crimson-gold dragon body burst forth from the shattered fragments.

Wings spread out.

Its wingspan covers one-third of the sky on the fifth level.

The dragon's breath caused the temperature of half of the fifth floor to soar to the limit, almost melting the space, in an instant.

Followed by.

First floor.

The final three layers of barriers shattered simultaneously.

The Dragon of Painful Crimson Prison.

The crimson dragon descended, trailing thousands of burning tail feathers.

Happy Dawn Dragon.

Golden light seeped from every one of its scales, but there was no warmth in that light. Only scrutiny.

Dragon of Love's Vow

A colossal silver dragon coiled atop the shattered ramparts. A light, almost benevolent, shone in its eyes. Yet, that benevolence was more chilling than its rage.

The dragon of the Abyss of Fear finally descended.

It did not break through the barrier.

It emerged from the shadow of the barrier.

The black dragon's body almost blended into the void.

Only those eyes were visible.

pitch black.

Profound.

One look and I want to close my eyes and never open them again.

The patriarchs of the seven dragon clans.

Seven beings of the fourteenth rank.

They all descended to the fifth floor.

The entire world of emotions is groaning.

From the first floor to the eleventh floor.

World barriers, land, sea, sky.

Everything was under the immense pressure of seven 14th-tier beings simultaneously existing in the same space.

Space is shattering.

The laws are collapsing.

The creatures of the lower world are not even aware of what is happening.

They just suddenly felt—

I should kneel down.

then.

They all knelt down.

Under the immense pressure of the seven 14th-level beings, even the act of "standing" became a luxury.