Then the Nether Dragon's body began to squirm, and then its mouth that was originally closed suddenly opened, and a stream of green mucus spurted out from the mouth like a flood, covering the entire surrounding area of Xiao Yu's body.
The green liquid seemed to be extremely corrosive. After it fell on the grass, the black weeds began to make a hissing sound, and then they all turned into powder.
As for Xiao Yu's Yin Yang Peach Wood Sword, after being hit by this green liquid, the aura on his body became dim.
"As expected of the Netherworld Dragon, with this venom alone, it can walk sideways among spirit beasts."
Xiao Yu praised it.
But immediately after his handprints changed, he pointed them out into the void one after another. The originally weak Yin Yang Peach Wood Sword suddenly glowed with white light, and the wood spirit condensed a transparent figure on the wooden sword.
Then traces of white light poured out from the wooden sword, converging into a five or six meter long white lightsaber in front of the wooden sword.
"The sword of the fairy... cut."
Xiao Yu shouted loudly and pointed at the newly condensed transparent lightsaber. Then he raised the lightsaber high and slashed at the Netherworld Dragon again.
This sword is the condensed power of the fairy spirit in the Yin Yang Peach Wood Sword, just like the wooden sword automatically condensed into vines when fighting the elder of the Ghost Sect.
It's just that the fairy power in the Yin Yang Peach Wood Sword was not under Xiao Yu's control, and it didn't know that the fairy power inside was used in this way.
After coming back, he kept groping and finally mastered how to use the fairy power in the Yin Yang Peach Wood Sword.
Seeing the white sword light getting closer and closer to itself, the Nether Dragon seemed to be suddenly afraid. It quickly twisted its fat body, trying to get into the cracks in the ground.
However, it is easy to get out but difficult to get in, and the Netherworld Dragon's body is too huge. No matter how fast it moves forward, it is not as fast as the sword light of the Yin Yang Peach Wood Sword.
The Nether Dragon, who possesses the cultivation level of a Ghost King, is not without some wisdom. Knowing that he cannot dodge, he hurriedly curls his body together to form a huge ball.
Then he sprayed out green venom again, but this time the green venom did not fly out, but quickly condensed in front of it, turning into a large green net, which was suspended in front of him.
Behind Xiao Yu, the insects summoned by the Nether Dragon had already launched an attack on Qinglong.
It's just that the cultivation level of those insects is mediocre, and some of them are no more than the strength of evil ghosts and ghost generals. If it is said to have the cultivation level of the ghost king, this one is probably the only one in the entire Netherworld Dragon's lair.
Xiao Yu did not go to help Qinglong because he knew that this Netherworld dragon was the king of the insects. If he killed this Netherworld dragon, the insects would retreat on their own and the trouble would be solved.
The white sword light of the Yin Yang Peach Wood Sword came to the Netherworld Dragon in an instant, but when it approached the big green net in front of the Netherworld Dragon, the white light on the Yin Yang Peach Wood Sword was corroded a lot.
In the end, the Yin Yang Peach Wood Sword pierced the green net and struck the Netherworld Dragon directly.
However, with the obstruction of the green net, the momentum of the Yin Yang Peach Wood Sword was no longer as strong as before, so it only made a long gash on the Netherworld Dragon's body and did not kill the opponent with one blow.
His body was seriously injured, and the Nether Dragon kept rolling on the ground. The fairy spirit in the Yin Yang Peach Wood Sword, after entering its body, continued to eat away at his meridians and internal organs.
The huge pain caused the Netherworld Dragon to quickly open its mouth, and several huge petal lips spread out flatly, wrapping its entire body inside.
Xiao Yu was very satisfied that one sword could seriously injure the Nether Dragon who had the late stage cultivation of Ghost King.
This shows that even if he encounters the Ghost King of Baishan, he can still kill him with one sword without the opponent being caught off guard.
Xiao Yu was satisfied, but Nether Dragon was completely angry.
"Squeak, squeak."
After the Nether Dragon lay on the ground to recover from its injuries for a while, it suddenly arched its body and began to squeak non-stop.
Moreover, the Netherworld Dragon's body is also constantly pulling outwards.
The body that was originally only about ten meters in size was forced out of the ground by the other party's constant twisting.
At this time, the Netherworld Dragon's body seemed to be more than thirty meters long. From a distance, it looked like a huge dragon lying there.
"No wonder I call you Nether Dragon. You are indeed as big as a dragon, but your strength is too low, so give me your soul stone today."
Xiao Yu was not afraid because the opponent's body was completely exposed, but continued to rush forward.
The Yin Yang Peach Wood Sword was suspended above Xiao Yu's head, but he rushed forward with his bare hands. When he was still dozens of meters away from the Netherworld Dragon, he suddenly clapped his hands forward lightly.
This shot didn't seem to have any pyrotechnic power, but dozens of snow-white filaments flew out of Xiao Yu's sleeves.
As soon as those filaments came out, the surrounding air cooled down instantly.
Ice silk is specially spun out by ice silkworms from Maoshan ancient jade.
Xiao Yu used some of the silk to make a whisk, and tied some to his arm for emergencies.
Ice silk threads flew out densely, like a white tornado sweeping out.
When the Nether Dragon saw those white filaments sweeping towards it, it hesitated at first. Then it opened its mouth again, spit out a mouthful of green mucus, and flew towards the white filaments.
"Game over."
Xiao Yu is very confident in these white silks, because they are the result of countless experiments.
This time, when the green liquid spat out by the Nether Dragon came close to the white silk, it was directly frozen into green ice cubes by the cold force on the white silk. The white silk remained unabated, like a sharp root.
The sword penetrated directly into the Netherworld Dragon's body.
The ice silk silk was directly inserted into the Netherworld Dragon's body. The other party didn't seem to react yet. He just glanced down and then swung his huge body and crushed Xiao Yu.
But as soon as the other party walked tens of meters away, its body suddenly stopped. It lowered its head, looked at the silk as thick as hair on its body, and shook its head in disbelief.
Some white cold air had already appeared in the place where the ice silk had been hit. The cold air spread along the silk and continued to spread into the body of the Netherworld Dragon, beginning to freeze the opponent's body.
The Nether Dragon was stunned for a moment, and then it reacted and began to struggle violently, trying to break the ice silk threads on its body.
But Xiao Yu didn't give it this chance. The moment the ice silk silk entered the opponent's body, he quickly injected the cold air into the opponent's body.
The faster the Netherworld Dragon moved, the faster the cold air spread. Therefore, after the Netherworld Dragon moved twice, its body slowly became stiff.
