If we say that before, in Huahua's eyes, Long Aotian was just a bastard, without any threat at all.
After all, her bloodline is enough to crush any race related to the dragon clan.
However, at this moment, feeling the unparalleled scorching heat wave on Long Aotian's body, Huahua's eyes showed a hint of solemnity for the first time.
With her sense of blood, she could easily feel that this demonic force was comparable to hers.
In other words, this hybrid dragon actually contains a real innate opportunity!
No wonder, with the strength of Ning Wuchuan and Meng Yu, they were unable to suppress it.
It turns out that this monster dragon actually hides such a trump card!!
"Huh! I didn't expect that in the first battle after I was born, I was forced to perform the dragon transformation. Has the times changed? I am very happy. This era finally has more challenges."
Long Aotian stood proudly in the void, his energy and blood surging, and his whole body was shrouded in the fire of purgatory. However, those eyes, bright red gold, seemed quite abrupt.
At this time, he seemed to have returned to his former domineering appearance, his eyes indifferent, overlooking everything.
"Oh? Transform into a dragon?"
Ling Xiao shook his head, smiled, and sighed. At this time, he could see that Long Aotian's luck had dropped to thirteen thousand points due to this series of blows.
In this way, if you want to capture him, there should be no more surprises.
That's right, with Ling Xiao's current strength and the Luck Looting Talisman in hand, it is not too difficult to harvest this thick leek.
But, from beginning to end, what he wanted was not Long Aotian's life, but his blood.
In other words, Long Aotian cannot die yet!
"No matter how the dragon changes shape, it will still be a dragon and cannot become a real dragon."
"Wha...what?"
The dominance on Long Aotian's face suddenly froze for a moment. If someone else had said these words, he would have taken action and crushed that person's head.
However, the young man in front of him had already proven that he was different with his strength. For a moment, Long Aotian felt that his heart was breaking.
"You can't become a true dragon! You...you dare to break my Taoist heart!!! You are a human being, how do you know what a true dragon is!!"
At this time, Long Aotian's mind was on the verge of collapse. He took one step forward, black flames rising all over his body.
Behind him, there is a faint golden dragon shadow standing in the sky and the earth, which is dozens of feet in size.
Especially the densely covered scales on the dragon shadow's body, with its divine light and talisman swirling around it, gives it a feeling of standing in heaven and earth.
Can!!!
Just when his figure appeared in front of Ling Xiao, he saw a hint of amusement in the corner of the young man's mouth.
Then, a terrifying scene appeared!!
I saw that Ling Xiao's whole body was also covered with golden brilliance and immortal patterns boiling.
A gigantic dragon shadow, as tall as a thousand feet, seemed to have come from the end of the world, and was entrenched outside him. In those red-gold eyes... there was the same... sarcasm as the boy's.
"Gulu."
Long Aotian's footsteps suddenly stopped in place.
He looked up and looked at the phantom of a divine dragon that was a hundred times bigger than him. His lips trembled slightly and there was no trace of blood on his face.
At this time, he was a little confused and extremely confused.
Why is a human boy carrying such a terrifying dragon vein?
Moreover, the kind of suppression originating from the bloodline bones cannot be resisted by the spiritual power of cultivation.
loach…
"Puch!"
Long Aotian suddenly laughed, his spiritual energy all over his body was gone, blood spurted out from his mouth, and there was no trace of dominance left in his body.
"thump!"
He was seen kneeling on the ground in a daze, his eyes dull, as if he had lost all fighting spirit in one breath.
After all, this kind of insurmountable gap is the most likely to lead to despair.
What's ridiculous is that he claims to be invincible in this generation, but he lost so completely in the first battle after he was born.
"Let's go."
Ling Xiao stretched out his palm, and the spiritual patterns condensed in his palm, turning into an ancient formation of the universe, suppressing all Long Aotian's spiritual power and bloodline.
"Sir, they..."
Ning Wuchuan turned his head and glanced at the nine demon clan saints in the void, with murderous intent in his eyes, and waved his hand gently.
Immediately, nine hundred Heavenly Guards roared out and surrounded the nine women in the center, ready to kill them on the spot at any time.
Seeing this scene, the nine girls' faces turned pale, and they knelt down in a panic, wailing loudly, "Sir, spare your life! Young master, please spare your life! It's the beast Long Aotian who forced us, otherwise how could we follow such an ugly guy like him."
Hearing this, Long Aotian's eyes seemed to waver for a moment, then returned to dead silence.
"Hey, they are all poor people."
Ling Xiao nodded gently, with a gentle expression, and passed over everyone's faces one by one, "You... should all be the descendants of the saint from a large vassal clan of the Jiao clan."
"Yes! Young Master, we can go to Fengqi Mountain with you to persuade the strong men of our clan to stop following the Golden Dragon Clan."
Seeing Ling Xiao's compassionate look, the girls suddenly relaxed and expressed excitement.
"Oh, that's not necessary. Let's do this. Next to Ning Wuchuan and Meng Yu, you will lead the destiny guards to escort the nine saints back to their clan. I think...our behavior of helping the saints escape from the clutches of the devil must be
They will be praised and eulogized. As for the saints, it’s fine if they simply mean what they mean, but don’t bring out all the family’s heritage.”
Ling Xiao looked gentle, nodded and smiled softly.
But the expressions of the nine demon saints suddenly became dull.
Fog wipe?
Why does this sound so weird?
"Sir, what if they don't want to?"
Meng Yu said something in a deep voice, while Ling Xiao's lips turned into a cold arc, "I don't like people who are ungrateful and ungrateful. When I encounter such people, of course... I will kill them without mercy."
"Hiss!!"
Feeling the sudden strong murderous intent outside Ling Xiao, the eyes of the Nine Saints trembled, and their face that had just turned red turned pale again.
Some of them were even timid, and their minds were shattered in an instant.
"yes!"
Ning Wuchuan and Meng Yu looked at each other, then led the Tianming Guards to escort the nine demon clan saints towards the depths of the realm.
"Sir, where are we going now?"
It wasn't until everyone walked away that Huahua walked up to Ling Xiao, looked down at the heartbroken Long Aotian, and laughed softly.
"Let's go. Fengqi Mountain must be very lively right now. Let's go and see who is showing off."
"Fengqi Mountain? The land of the Nine-Colored Divine Kite Clan?"
Huahua's eyes were slightly gleaming, as if she had some guesses.
However, just as she raised her feet to crawl at Ling Xiao's feet and head towards Fengqi Mountain, her eyes suddenly condensed.
Then, her dark eyebrows were lightly clustered, and she turned to look at the end of the sky, where she saw a black cloud that seemed to cover the sky and cover the sun, sweeping across the sky and the earth.
An indescribable and terrifying demonic energy hangs down, like a place in purgatory, giving people endless oppression.
"Um!"
For the first time, Huahua's dragon energy burst out from his body, manifesting his true form, standing in front of Ling Xiao.
At this time, she could feel that there was a bloodline fluctuation that was very similar to Long Aotian's on the demonic figure that suddenly came!!