Su Luoheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he advanced instead of retreating. With a flick of his wrist, the golden dragon spear in his hand thrust out a series of golden spear shadows, meeting the huge dark dragon claw pressing down in the air.
Golden light and black light collided.
Every time a golden spear shadow hits the dark dragon's claw, a violent fluctuation will occur. Under the continuous piercing of the golden dragon spear, the black dragon's claw gradually becomes thinner and dim.
Su Luoheng shook the spear in his hand, and it transformed into streaks of spear light like a swimming dragon. The dark dragon claws were shattered one after another, and finally turned into clouds of black smoke and dissipated in the air.
However, although the dragon claws collapsed, the energy generated by the collapse of these dark dragon claws did not disappear. Instead, like maggots attached to bones, it turned into threads and continuously attached to the golden dragon gun.
Small black light streaks continued to penetrate into the interior of the dragon gun. Gradually, the originally bright golden dragon gun faintly glowed with grayish black, covering it with a layer of darkness like a haze.
It is like a toxin hidden in the human body. It seems inconspicuous and does not cause any serious effects, but it spreads and expands silently. By the time it breaks out, it has accumulated so much that it is difficult to return.
"Bang bang bang——"
Su Luoheng didn't seem to notice the changes in the gun body. It was just that in his pupils, the hands were constantly turning like a clock.
The gun was like thunder, and once again it swung out streaks of golden light, crushing the remaining dark dragon claws in an instant. He raised his gun and took advantage of the situation and charged forward.
"That's it!"
Long Xiaoyao raised his right arm and captured the photo from a distance.
In an instant, the dark energy suddenly surged, and the thick black energy surged and instantly covered every inch of the golden dragon gun. It stopped mid-air and could no longer move forward.
"Buzz-"
Black mist rose, dark energy swirled like a whirlpool, and a strong suction force came from it. It pulled the golden dragon gun closer to Long Xiaoyao's position.
Although bloodline suppression is strong, it is not omnipotent. After several battles, Long Xiaoyao has adapted to the bloodline suppression brought by the Golden Dragon Spear and found a way to deal with it.
Su Luoheng flicked his wrist, trying to withdraw the Golden Dragon Spear, but found it difficult to escape from the restraint of this force. The gun body vibrated rapidly, and there were vague signs of being released.
"too late!"
Long Xiaoyao's deep voice sounded.
The next moment, black mist surged crazily.
Amidst a burst of dragon roar, a huge dark dragon head condensed behind him, and a huge wave of dark energy spewed out towards Su Luoheng.
"boom--"
Space distorts and energy surges.
At this moment, Su Luoheng was still wrestling with the Golden Dragon Spear.
For a moment, it is difficult to get rid of it.
Facing the dark dragon's breath coming like an overwhelming mountain, there were only two choices before him.
Or, resist this dark dragon's breath.
Or, give up control of the Golden Dragon Spear.
This is Long Xiaoyao's way of dealing with the suppression of the Golden Dragon Spear.
His purpose was very clear. Whether it was the dragon claws or the dark dragon breath that he started to release, the intention of all attacks was to seize the golden dragon gun in Su Luoheng's hand.
If you give up the Golden Dragon Spear and lose the suppression of the Dragon God's bloodline, how can Su Luoheng, a seven-ring soul saint, fight with him?
On the other hand, if you can resist the Dark Dragon's Breath head-on, then this battle will basically be over in advance. Extreme Douluo's full blow is no joke.
Besides, he was very interested in this gun.
I want to use it to verify my guess.
"Little one, how would you choose?"
Long Xiaoyao guessed in his mind.
But no matter which choice he made, Su Luoheng was destined to fail.
When he didn't discover and eliminate the dark energy attached to the Golden Dragon Spear at the first time, he was already destined to face the situation he was about to face at this moment.
…
…
"boom--"
Darkness enveloped the entire night, as if the dark dragon's breath burst out from the Nine Nether Abyss. The thick dark energy caused everything around to be swallowed up in the strange darkness. This suffocating breath came quickly.
Under Long Xiaoyao's gaze, Su Luoheng didn't hesitate at all, and immediately threw out the golden dragon gun in his hand. The flying soul guide behind him was activated, and the blue light wings spread out, like a flash of light in the night, leaving a streak in the sky.
The long and narrow arc quickly moved away.
Long Xiaoyao was slightly startled. He didn't expect Su Luoheng to give up a magical weapon like the Golden Dragon Spear without hesitation. Although there were some discrepancies in the process, the result was within his expectation.
The dark dragon's breath rushed in, and the moment the golden dragon gun left his hand, it swallowed up the gun.
Then, Long Xiaoyao waved his left hand, and the spear rolled back and fell safely into his hand.
The dark energy gradually dissipated. The golden light bloomed again. Facing this Dragon God aura that once frightened the Dark Holy Dragon Spirit, Long Xiaoyao's originally calm eyes flashed with a trace of fire.
He clearly felt that after coming into contact with the Dragon God's breath, the power of the Dark Holy Dragon's martial spirit was more powerful than before. This confirmed his previous speculation: this gun was of great help to the improvement of his martial spirit!
Maybe, he still has a chance to improve his martial soul level!
Now, Long Xiaoyao, who is at the extreme Douluo level, has reached the pinnacle of the soul master world. If he wants to go further, unless there is another opportunity, it will be almost unsustainable.
But now, there is a glimmer of hope and a possibility, and even a person with a tough mind like him can't help but feel excited.
After all, no one would turn down the opportunity to become stronger.
However, let’s put these things aside for now and let’s understand this battle first.
"Young man, you lose."
"Without this gun, you are no match for me."
Long Xiaoyao was suspended in mid-air, his tone calm.
He looked down at Su Luoheng with an indifferent gaze, as if facing a prey that was about to be captured, with the attitude of a winner. There was a little appreciation and regret mixed in.
It must be admitted that Su Luoheng is very strong, and he even pushed himself into danger just now. If he were stronger, even a titled Douluo, let alone a Super Douluo, would probably cost him a lot.
cost.
Unfortunately, at this moment he is just a warrior with the identity of Seven Rings Soul Saint.
Without the power blessing brought by the Golden Dragon Spear, how could he fight against himself?
In his mind, the battle was over.
Such a genius, it is a pity that he has to die here today.
"..."
Long Xiaoyao sighed secretly in his heart.
Immediately, he tightly held the golden dragon spear he had just obtained, and a mighty and powerful dark power poured into the spear along his palm.
"Roar--"
There was a roar of a dragon, and thick black fog rolled up.
The entire world seemed to be filled with darkness, and a huge and mighty dark dragon soon formed. The dark holy dragon that was fused with the aura of the Dragon God became even more fierce and terrifying than before.