Looking at Yu Wu whose aura was rising rapidly, Liu Qinghuan was surprised, but also felt that it was unexpected.
Since he dared to come to challenge him, this crow must have some trump card, which he believed could give him the confidence to defeat Liu Qinghuan. Otherwise, he would not have come here specifically to die.
Its huge body is like a big flashing bubble, constantly changing colors. Every time it changes, its aura becomes stronger and stronger. From the middle to the late ninth level, and then to the peak, it has not stopped yet.
There are faint signs of reaching the peak...
Liu Qinghuan's heart trembled. Although he himself had used elixirs or star prayer techniques to forcibly improve his cultivation several times, he had never reached the peak of Mahayana.
Because breaking through the peak of Mahayana is no longer a simple improvement in cultivation, but a qualitative change in a great realm, which is usually impossible to achieve.
The black dragon narrowed his eyes slightly and decided that he could no longer let the opponent continue. He twisted his body and rushed into the thunder pool.
All the original sea water has turned into thunder, and one after another is like a surging and writhing fiery snake, constantly flying and slashing at the black dragon, or winding up like a rope, trying to tie up the black dragon and pull it into the sea.
A claw clawed several thunder ropes into pieces, the huge tail was raised high and flicked hard, and several electric snakes were immediately shot to pieces, turning into scattered light and flying away.
But there seemed to be endless thunder in the thunder pool, and soon the black dragon's body was as thick as a mountain, and many threads were wrapped around it. The thunder boomed and exploded, drowning out the screams coming from the direction of Jiuzang Mountain.
"A bunch of bumpkins who have never seen the world!" Fu Bao snorted coldly. He was very disdainful of the shouting behind him. He proudly raised his head and said: "They know nothing about the master's power!"
You Yan rarely disagreed with him, but nodded in agreement: "Don't say that he is now a dragon, even if he has not transformed into a dragon, Lord Liu can tear off those thunder ropes with his bare hands."
"Hey, I heard it!" Fu Bao winked: "You let it slip, you just called the master!"
"I didn't!" Youhu retorted with a stern face.
"You have!"
"You heard wrong!"
Seeing that the two people had strayed from the point and were about to quarrel, Yue Jie on the side reminded helplessly: "Look, the master is about to break free!"
The two people quickly raised their heads, and sure enough, they saw the giant black dragon in the thunderous light roaring, and the dragon's body, which was already astonishingly thick, suddenly grew in size again——
"Bang bang bang!!!" The thunder ropes wrapped around the dragon's body broke one after another. The black dragon shook its head, opened its mouth, and the red dragon's breath spurted out, like lava falling into a thunder pool.
The next moment, there was a loud bang, and a violent explosion occurred in the thunder pool, and it could not stop once it exploded, because the black dragon swam forward, spitting dragon breath all the way.
Lightning flashed everywhere, flames shot up into the sky, and the entire thunder pool was shaken and rippled. The thunder and fire that flew out fell to the ground below, and a mountain range was instantly flattened.
At this time, I heard a "Quick!" and a sword light was like a geese falling on the sand. It opened and closed in great directions, sweeping out the thunder and fire in mid-air, preventing them from destroying mountains and ridges again.
"Whose sword is this?" A visitor asked in a low voice, "It's so powerful!"
"It seems to be another Mahayana sword cultivator from the Wenshi sect. The one who is talking over there, and the man next to him is also a Mahayana monk from the Wenshi sect. It is said that they are both senior brothers of Dao Kui."
"Oh, no wonder this sword is so powerful. It turns out to be Dao Kui's senior brother..."
Everyone's attention quickly returned to the thunder pool above. Perhaps it could no longer be called a thunder pool, because half of it had been reduced to a sea of flames, and the fire was getting bigger and bigger, as if boiling oil had been poured on it and it was out of control.
The scope of the thunder pool was continuously compressed, and Luwu finally stopped changing colors. Its body was larger and more intimidating than before. The surface of its body was covered with a thick gray-blue shell, as if it was wearing a
armor.
Its eight fleshy legs have also returned to their original state. The rings on them are bright and ferocious, with sharp saw teeth growing inside, like big mouths that want to bite people.
Seeing the black dragon breaking through Thunder's strangulation with an unstoppable attitude, Luwu didn't panic now, and confidently waved his fleshy feet and whipped towards the opponent!
The whistling sound that broke through the sky was so heavy that it seemed to crush the space. This whip was fierce and tyrannical, with great power.
However, as Fubao said, the real dragon has not appeared in the lower world for millions of years. The world's understanding of the power of the real dragon is only a few words in historical records, and it is completely impossible to feel how big the real gap is.
The real dragon that Liu Qinghuan transformed into at great cost can compete with the female fire dragon in the time overlap. Even if Luwu breaks through the ninth level by force, he will definitely lose in the fight for strength!
Then, in front of everyone, the previous scene happened again. A layer of black light appeared on the black dragon's body, and Ren Yu's black feet slapped its back, making a heavy sound.
"boom!"
The black light flashed, and the black dragon turned its head, opened its mouth and bit down, "Pfft!"
Lu Wu did not turn his fleshy feet into thunder this time, so the black dragon actually bit into the flesh, and blood immediately spurted out!
The black dragon shook his head, tore off a large piece of flesh and blood, swallowed it whole, and took another bite, this time biting the bone directly, "Crack!"
Lu Wu was stunned for a moment, his body shook suddenly as if he was waking up from a big dream, and he let out a painful scream~
Among the group of Daxiu who were watching the battle, some couldn't help but gasped, staring dumbfoundedly at the black dragon holding its fleshy foot with its stubby claws and gnawing at it. Even if Lu Wu wanted to pull back, he couldn't.
Laymen watch the fun, while insiders watch the door. Only Mahayana monks like them, who have reached the pinnacle of the mortal world, understand the meaning of this situation.
If it was normal for Yuwu to have his fleshy feet broken before, Taiwei's strength was well known to everyone, but now Yuwu has broken through the ninth level of cultivation by unknown means, but still can't get his fleshy feet back.
That can only mean one thing: the power of the black dragon is far beyond their imagination!
Everyone was silent and had different expressions.
They thought they would see a wonderful battle, but what happened? The ceremony hasn't even started yet, but has the gluttonous feast begun?
"Bang, bang, bang!" Luwu was furious with pain, and each fleshy foot flew out, slapping the black dragon's majestic body hard.
However, the black dragon remained unmoved. The black light covering the surface of its body kept flashing as it chewed on its own, and even wanted to grab a second one.
Li Shan sighed and asked Yunzheng: "I didn't expect Brother Liu to still have this side. I thought he swallowed the wind and drank the dew, and he no longer had earthly appetites."
Yun Zheng was a little dumbfounded, but he felt that his friend had no image, and it was quite interesting to look like a greedy ghost reincarnated. It was not a waste of time for him to leave important things and go on this trip.
"Maybe I'm hungry, hahaha!" Yun Zheng replied, and couldn't help but laugh: "It makes me a little greedy. I wonder if the meat of Yuwu is really that delicious."
It's still quite delicious, but a bit old. Of course, the most important thing is that after eating it, it can fill up the huge consumption after transforming into a dragon.
So Liu Qinghuan is not in a hurry, what is in a hurry is Yu Wu. Summoning the Hell of Thunder can't hurt the black dragon at all, and he still can't fight with strength, so he can only...
Lu Wu's heart skipped a beat, strange mysterious lines faintly appeared around his eyes, and large clouds of ink mist rose up from under him...