"A son avenges his father, what are you doing to me? I didn't kill your father!"
Feng Qing'an heard the impassioned speech of the fish and dragon entrenched in the clouds, acting like a filial son, and couldn't help but curse.
"I am no match for him. Seeking revenge from him is just asking for death. But God has given me an opportunity to let my enemy experience the pain of losing a blood relative like me. I will never let it go!"
The dragon's eyes, as big as a lantern, stared at Feng Qing'an, their eyes filled with undisguised murderous intent. Obviously, this fish dragon had transferred the hatred of killing his father to Feng Qing'an.
In response to this, Feng Qingan could only respond with his sword, but at this moment he realized a rather serious problem.
The father of the ichthyosaur in front of him was beheaded by his elder brother. Looking at this guy's appearance, you can tell that the red dragon is somewhat unscrupulous, otherwise it would not have given birth to such a thing.
In this case, how many dragon sons and grandsons does this red dragon have? This is a difficult question to answer. Let the red dragon answer it by himself. I am afraid it will be difficult to tell clearly for a while.
However, this does not mean that Feng Qing'an and his eldest brother will face the revenge of countless dragons, dragons and grandsons. Even if you think about it with your toes, there are only a handful of filial sons and grandsons like this in front of you. The vast majority must be
A man who is extremely aware of current affairs.
But his elder brother killed more than just the red dragon. The red dragon was just one of the many souls killed by his elder brother's sword. Among those powerful beings killed by his elder brother, there could be a few lonely people with relatives and friends. What if it really happened?
What if there is someone who can't think of taking revenge? With this face on his face, wouldn't he be able to attract a lot of hatred?
There are probably not many people with a brain as brilliant as this Bailangjiang Shuijun. He can't beat his eldest brother, but he can't beat you, his second brother? You made me lose my relatives and friends, and I also made you lose your blood relatives!
Gan!
"Master Feng, can you tell me what your relationship is with the one who killed my father, so that I can kill him clearly?"
Even if there is a mountain god who blocks him, Bailangjiang Shuijun is not afraid at all. He stares at Feng Qing'an with crazy and happy eyes, and with the intention of exploring, he can only use this face to determine this Feng Qing'an.
The young master has a close relationship with his father-killing enemy.
"The one who killed the Cangjiang Dragon King is my brother!"
In this current situation, there is nothing that Feng Qingan dare not admit.
"It turns out they are the siblings who killed their father's enemy alone!"
Upon hearing Feng Qingan's identity, Shuijun Hongxi burst out laughing, her joy beyond words.
Although he had already speculated, but now that he heard it, he was still so excited that he couldn't believe it. Such a good opportunity for revenge appeared in front of him so suddenly.
When he first saw Feng Qing'an, he was a little too excited, and even worried, because like other great demons, he couldn't see through this young man who looked very similar to his enemy, and couldn't figure out his strength. Naturally,
He didn't dare to act rashly.
However, after talking with the other great demons and spying on the strength of the spirit beasts following Feng Qingan, he was eager to give it a try, so he spent a mirage bead to transform into his own appearance, and then ordered his subordinates to test Feng Qingan.
When Feng Qing'an drew his sword and slashed out, although the blazing sword energy even made him feel a hint of threat, it also revealed that the strength possessed by this young man could only rival the great demon.
It’s nothing, he is the Demon King!
"Hongxi, don't make any mistakes!"
The goddess riding the red leopard angrily scolded the fish dragon, and a vine whip shining with green light appeared in her hand.
"Don't make the mistake of thinking that it's you, Nuluo. I've already given you enough face. This is not your Wuling Mountain. Why do you stop me? What's the relationship between this kid and you? Is he your concubine? He's short. In just a few days, you have already made peace with this human race? How can such a majestic god be so unrestrained!"
Hongxi laughed loudly at Nvluo. Now that he has given up everything, he doesn't even want to take Suicune's position. Naturally, he doesn't have to worry about the mountain god anymore.
The dragon water lords are just different from the mountain gods. Most of their strength comes from the blood of the dragon. The power of the rivers is only used to nourish the dragon's blood. Even if they are separated from the rivers and lakes, their strength will decline, but there is a limit.
This is why Hong Xi dared to take revenge and give up Sui Lord's authority in just a few days of thinking. Although he lost his divine position and his strength will decline, most of his strength is still retained, and he has the power of demon. With the power of a king, in the vastness of heaven and earth, where can he not go?
"How shameless. Don't say that Feng Qing'an and I have nothing. Even if I marry him, how can you, a dragon bastard, have the face to mock me?"
Although Nvluo has an innocent and romantic temperament, just like a girl, she is not a real girl. When she gets angry, the majesty of a god emerges.
In just the blink of an eye, the red leopard with smooth curves was as high as the mountain, and the goddess riding on the back of the red leopard also turned into a hundred-foot-long god. The phantoms of the mountains appeared behind her, and the cold mountain wind followed. It roars in, like thousands of swords, strangulating everything.
"Bad maid!"
The word bastard deeply hurt Hong Xi. He was proud of his dragon bloodline, but he deeply hated the other bloodline in his body.
He likes to hear others flatter him as a dragon king. Even if he is called a dragon in a more frivolous way, he won't mind. But, bastard, this is something he will never tolerate.
"This is not your Wuling Mountain, get out of here!"
Big raindrops poured down from the clouds where fish and dragons were entrenched. The white thunder in the shape of tree branches fell with the rain and struck at the goddess. As the lightning arc shone, the hazy divine light emitted by the goddess also dimmed. .
"Bastard!"
Nuluo, who controlled the mountain wind and fought against the clouds and rain, endured the bombardment of white thunder. However, the ivy whip in her hand also spread three hundred feet at the same time as the thunder fell, carrying the fierce wind in the sky, like an invisible weapon. The sky knife briefly split the dark clouds, revealing the surging fish and dragon inside, and pulled it out fiercely on its body.
Snap!
Accompanied by a scream that was suppressed as much as possible, broken red scales fell from the gathering clouds along with the dense red mist, and even some of the rainwater was dyed red.
"Back off!"
When the two gods were fighting, the aftermath of the collision of magic and magical powers also formed a strong wind around them, even blowing deep ravines on the ground. Even earth and rocks were no better than tofu in the face of these aftermaths. , easily wasted and shattered.
The dark clouds that were originally restrained by Hong Xi were spreading uncontrollably in the sky at this moment. He no longer had much energy to restrain his power.
Although he is scolded as a bastard, there is no doubt about the strength of his dragon bloodline. If he does not restrain himself, his mere existence will naturally gather the water vapor in the heaven and earth, and then bring about violent storms.
The sky became darker at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the brilliance of the sun was completely obscured by clouds. Everything Feng Qingan could see became dim, and around him were increasingly violent winds and rapid raindrops.
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This is the god!
Even if they are two gods who look weak and cannot be called strong, their every move, every breath and every breath, just the aftermath of the battle, can trigger changes in the celestial phenomena and seriously interfere with ordinary production and rest.
"It seems like I don't need to take action anymore!"
Looking at the two gods who were fighting, Feng Qingan led Heishan and Bai Yao to retreat aside. The Bailangjiang Shui Tribe who had just been entangled with them also gathered together in a very knowing way at this moment and no longer pursued them fiercely. The gods
They have already started fighting. They, a group of shrimps, soldiers and crabs, just need to wait and see, and they will not be of much use anyway.
"This dragon clan seems to be very weak!"
An eagerness to try was felt by Feng Qing'an, who turned his head and glanced at Heishan, who was looking up at the sky.
This fierce monster with scars on its body and even blood flowing out of it, showed no fear in its blue eyes at this moment, only a strong fighting spirit and strong killing intent.
"Be honest!"
Feng Qing'an glanced at Bai Yao, who had awe in his eyes, and then slapped Heishan hard on the head.
He knew that this guy had seen many ghost kings in the Netherworld, and he would not be afraid of demon kings who were equal to him. However, since they were two big levels apart, he should not challenge them blindly and confidently.
Even mythical creatures such as the True Dragon and the Heavenly Phoenix, when the gap is so huge, they focus on protecting themselves wisely, instead of blindly and confidently taking on challenges and participating in high-level battles prematurely.
Ouch~
Montenegro let out an aggrieved whimper!
It felt that what it said was not wrong. The big guy with the head of a dragon and the body of a fish was really weak. His control over power was even inferior to it. He didn't know how to fight at all, so he wasted such a strong power.
"No matter how weak he is, he will have no problem crushing you!"
Feng Qing'an knew that Heishan was not wrong. This Suicune was indeed not good at fighting. You could tell by looking at the dark clouds that had spread for hundreds of miles. This was a manifestation of the tyranny of his dragon bloodline, but this power was spread evenly.
This land with a radius of hundreds of miles was wasted.
The mountain wind summoned by the mountain goddess Luo missed almost nothing, and all of it hit Sui Lord Hong Xi. This created a strange situation in which the momentum was clearly strong and weak, but the results were completely opposite.
"You are a waste who relies on your bloodline and is pampered!"
The girl who had completely suppressed Suicune was also disdainful. She was a little worried at first, but the more she fought, the better she became. She found that this guy was only looking to bluff people, but in actual fighting, he perfectly explained what a silver gun candle head is.
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"You little mountain ghost dares to despise me!"
Seeing that Nu Luo, who had left Wuling Mountain and could not replenish her divine power, could suppress him in turn, Bailang River Water Lord Hongxi was furious because he knew that the god who left his own mountain range was the weakest.
In other words, as a dragon, he was suppressed by a mountain god who had no power, no feet, and no special bloodline. How could he endure such humiliation?
"What can you do if I despise you? You dandy!"
Nvluo was obviously angered by Hong Xi, but Yulong, who was covered in whip marks and looked furious, suddenly calmed down at this moment and instead sneered.
"So what if you suppress me temporarily? You can only cause me these painless scars. Without the supplement of divine power, how long can you suppress me?"
Hong Xi sneered and said, indeed he could only be beaten passively, but the dragon scales nourished and grown by his dragon blood could not be broken into pieces by the long whip in the hand of the mountain god, and what was knocked off were only fine scales.
To him, it is of no importance.
"Once you are unable to deal with me, the human kid behind you will fall into my belly!"
"Trash relying on blood!"
The look of contempt on Nuluo's face disappeared, and she could only curse angrily.
When her opponent changed from a face-loving, honor-oriented aristocratic child to a playful, smiling, no-holds-barred, unscrupulous scoundrel, even she felt extremely troubled.
She can inflict wounds on Suicune, but if it's a serious injury, don't even think about it. The dragon scales and skin are a superior defensive artifact.
"Hahaha, I was born as a dragon, and as a pampered person, when it comes to fighting, I am indeed not as good as you, a lowly servant who climbed up from the bottom step by step, but I have a noble bloodline that you lowborns will never be able to overcome in their lifetime.
, everything I have when I am born is a mountain that you cannot reach in your lifetime!"
The fish and dragon laughed loudly in the sky, taunting wantonly,
"But your father was already hacked to death, and he was stabbed through the heart by a young boy!"
Nuluo said coldly, and the fish-dragon laughter that burst out laughing suddenly stopped. The thunder that struck from the clouds reached its peak at this moment, and then a furious voice sounded in the clouds,
"Nvluo, I originally wanted to drain your strength and give you a decent end, but you are so ignorant, so don't blame me for being rude!"
"If you have any means, bring them out as soon as possible!"
Nuluo sneered and said, she had seen through this Bailangjiang Shuijun, except for his excellent birth, he was absolutely useless.
"Ting Hai, help me!"
The body was huge, with the head of a dragon and the body of a fish, and the chi kiss that stretched for tens of feet opened its mouth, and a divine light shot out, and the sound of the waves crashing on the shore resounded throughout the heaven and earth.
The water vapor permeating the sky and the earth surged in an instant. The dense water vapor made the heavy rain become more and more powerful, pouring down like the Milky Way. The heavy rain was so heavy that a mortal could not see clearly even a foot away in front of him.
But for Feng Qing'an who was watching the battle, the heavy rain was no problem. He could see that the fish and dragon in the sky had taken back their true bodies and transformed into the handsome young man wearing red armor when they first met. At this moment, he
In his hand, there is already a golden spur that is surrounded by water and thunder.
"You humble servant, this is the magic weapon my grandfather gave me. Ting Hai, it is your honor to be defeated by this halberd!"
The moment he finished speaking, Suijun Hongxi, who was holding the golden halberd in his hands, swung it down hard. Even his body's physical form appeared again behind him. Judging from his expression, he seemed to be struggling just to use it.
However, the girl who faced the magic weapon did not laugh because of it. Her expression was more serious than ever before. The invisible mountain wind gathered the long whip and faced the sky...