Three swords in a row, the power of the stars is superimposed layer by layer, and the power also rises.
The first sword could only spark sparks on Ao Lang's body, but the second sword had already left sword marks on his scales.
When the Tian Ji Sword fell, the dragon scales were finally broken open, and the wounds wrapped in the flesh and blood underneath had been chopped out.
Ao Lang's eyes were filled with panic and he wanted to escape back into the river.
But its speed was comparable to Lin Jiben. Now it was entangled by Lin Ji. How could it escape?
Lin Ji's eyes flashed, the sword light on the evil-killing sword grew two inches longer, and all the power of the stars on his body was already lingering on the sword's edge.
"The fourth sword, Tianquan Sword!"
The last sword fell hard on the wound where the scales were broken. The sword edge cut open the tough dragon body and cut in hard, almost splitting the dragon body into two, and finally it was impossible to survive.
A weird scream sounded.
Ao Lang's eyes were red with pain, and the whole dragon rose into the sky, twisting and turning, and large tracts of blood spilled into the river.
It glanced at Lin Ji from time to time, with incomparable hatred in its eyes.
The wounds on his body have closed, but only just.
"I want you to die!"
An extremely angry voice sounded in Lin Ji's heart.
"Hey, Yuan Shen's voice transmission?" Lin Ji raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Ao Lang provocatively.
"You can't get back to the river without me, and you can't use most of your tricks without being in the water. Now you're seriously injured. How can you kill me? With that tongueless mouth?"
Ao Lang glared at Lin Ji fiercely, and then, the dragon's body lifted up and flew into the sky, hovering in the clouds.
It really feels like a real dragon has seen its head but not its tail.
Lin Ji watched with a smile, but when rain suddenly fell in the clear sky, he couldn't laugh anymore.
A strong wind blew from nowhere, making his clothes rustle.
The clear sky became gloomy, and clouds and fog blocked the sunlight.
Drops of water as big as beans wet the ground.
"Can a young dragon create such a large formation?"
But then, Lin Ji felt something was wrong.
White smoke erupted from the areas on his body that were wet by the rain, stinging him painfully.
Although the pain was inconsequential and did not cause much harm to Lin Ji.
But the scope of this rain is extremely wide.
At this moment, Zhong Ling's voice sounded.
"Be careful, this poisonous rain is eroding the earth. If it is not stopped, this place will become a dead place!"
"Huh?!" Lin Ji suddenly turned back to look at Zhong Ling, with disbelief in his eyes, "Dragon clan can also use poison?"
"Why don't dragons use poison? This is their talent." Zhong Ling was also a little surprised. Who doesn't know about this kind of thing?
Lin Ji thought about it and felt that this was indeed the case.
It is said that snakes can turn into dragons.
Snakes are venomous. Is it possible that after evolution, they can evolve away from such harsh methods?
This explanation is quite outrageous, but the fact that dragons can use poison seems to be less difficult to accept.
"The thinking of the past life is too deep-rooted. Why can't dragons use poison? Who said that dragons can't use poison? People just generally disdain to use it."
Thinking of this, it explained why the pig dragon I encountered before was also poisonous.
At that time, Lin Ji thought that pigs hybridized with dragons were not serious pigs.
Now when I look at people, I mistakenly blame them for being pigs.
However, the poisonous rain that could only cover the pig dragons by the river at that time was pale in comparison to the endless poisonous rain that could not be seen without end.
"Quickly think of a way to stop that evil dragon." Zhong Ling shouted anxiously.
When Lin Ji heard this, he looked up at the dragon body in the sky with no head or tail, and felt helpless for a moment.
But suddenly, he slapped his forehead.
"Why did you forget the wind control technique?"
Lin Ji had forgotten the wind control technique he had acquired in the ruins after learning the first move.
In fact, the first style of Wind and Clouds is too useless and can only be used to scare people.
But this move is just right at this moment.
Thinking of this, Lin Ji also flew away.
The spiritual energy in the body is running wildly, and the soul sitting cross-legged on the Dantian has jumped into his mind, still sitting cross-legged.
He closed his eyes and kneaded with one hand. After a few breaths, the spiritual energy around him whipped up a strong wind and continued to condense around Lin Ji.
"Wind control, the wind is rising!"
Lin Ji opened his eyes suddenly, and the strong wind around him spread out in an instant, and then disappeared.
The spiritual energy in his body turned into a guide, guiding the inspired spiritual energy of heaven and earth around him, which also dissipated between heaven and earth.
After a while, the dark clouds overhead moved.
The dark cloud seemed to be eroded by something, dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Immediately afterwards, a strong wind came and went away just as quickly.
After a while, the sky cleared again, and Ao Lang's huge dragon body was still in the sky, but it was no longer tumbling, but looked at Lin Ji blankly.
"Do my wind control skills and his talent of calling wind and rain cancel each other out?" Lin Jimo rubbed his chin and thought.
There was no scene like a natural disaster as imagined, just the dark clouds overhead were calmly dispersed.
But thinking about the previous scene when the poisonous rain fell, Lin Ji was shocked to realize that this wind control technique was not as unbearable as he imagined.
But at this moment, it is not the time to think about this.
After the dark clouds dispersed, Ao Lang already wanted to escape, so he found a random direction and fled away.
But he was injured and his speed was no longer as fast as before, making it impossible to escape.
Lin Ji quickly caught up with him from the air.
"There is thunder in it, the name of the thunder god is hidden, the wisdom of the cave is clear, the five energies are soaring, thunder is coming!"
Rumble...
Rolling thunder exploded in the clear sky.
Ao Lang in front suddenly turned his head and looked at Lin Ji in horror.
"Leading Thunder Sword Technique?! Let me go. I am the fourth son of the Dragon King of Jiudaojiang. You can't kill me!"
A ferocious smile appeared on Lin Ji's face.
This long insect obviously knew the sword technique of drawing thunder, so when it saw Lin Ji triggering the thunder, it was so frightened that it lost its mind.
"I heard that the dragon clan has a lot of treasures." Lin Ji also sent a message from his soul.
"As long as you let me go, you can claim the treasures of the Dragon Palace."
"No, I mean, the dragon clan is full of treasures." At this time, Lin Ji would miss the opportunity to slay the dragon.
Whether it's a real dragon or a dragon, kill it first!
Ao Lang seemed to have not yet reacted, and was obviously stunned for a moment.
At the same time, Lin Ji finally caught up with it, and the Tiangang Sword also fell on it.
This time, the power of the stars was not infused, so the sword's edge was blocked by the dragon scales.
But at almost the same time, thunder fell.
Lin Ji's eyes glowed with white light, and everything in front of him was covered by lightning.
After a while, the thunder light dissipated.
Ao Lang was still alive, but dying. He flew forward crookedly, not daring to look back.
The speed is pitifully slow.
"It's just a serious injury? It's really a dragon's body. But now I can attract four thunders, let's take the second one!"