Liu Ming forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart, and continued to calmly look at the two figures fighting with the dragon.
Among the two figures, one of them was a tall, silver-haired old man, dressed in a white robe, with a thin face and a bun on top of his head. It seemed to be a human monk.
No other magic weapon was sacrificed beside him, only a bright snow-white long sword in his hand.
"Sword repair!"
Liu Ming's face was startled, and he muttered to himself, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
In the seemingly random dance of the silver-haired old man, dazzling white sword auras were transformed, wherever the sword aura passed, a series of black space cracks were easily drawn in the void.
Although these spatial cracks are only fleeting, the long sword seems to be an ordinary magic weapon, which is enough to explain the depth of this person's skill in the way of the sword.
At this moment, Liu Ming's waist trembled, and the originally hidden Void Sword Pouch suddenly emerged. Void Sword Pill seemed to sense the soaring sword intent emitted by the silver-haired old man, a little eager to try, but Liu Ming found out in time. , And forcibly suppressed it.
As the silver-haired old man wielded the long sword in his hand, countless sharp white sword auras shot out, densely rushing towards the golden dragon. Spatial cracks crisscrossed one after another at the dragon's claws and dragon tail, except for those that gave off. Apart from the sound of metal clashing, it did not cause any damage to the dragon.
The whole body of the other figure was shrouded in a dark green light, and the real body inside could not be seen with Liu Ming's eyes, but it looked very short, as if it were a boy.
Dark-green beams of light shot out from the shadows in a flash, and fell on the surface of the dragon at an extremely fast speed, turning into clusters of dark-green sun bursts, and the astonishing waves spread in all directions. A circle of wave marks are formed on the ground.
But these attacks could not cause other damage except for leaving some white marks on the golden scales on the surface of the dragon.
"Nine Nether Qi..."
Liu Ming's eyes moved, and the aura exuding from that boy's figure was pure Nine Nether Qi.
Could that boy figure belong to a secluded race
These three powerhouses, except the person of the secluded race, who was wrapped in dark green light, could not see the main body. Although the bloodthirsty red light appeared in the eyes of the silver-haired old man and the golden dragon, they were not strong. Obviously there was a little sense of reason. .
The golden dragon faced the silver-haired old man and the secluded person, with one enemy and two, without losing the wind. Although it seemed to defend more and less offensively, it seemed that the hunter had the feeling of waiting for a good opportunity when facing its prey.
And Liu Ming keenly noticed that this silver-haired old man and the You Clan powerhouse started to retreat while fighting, seeming to have intentionally left the battlefield.
However, the golden dragon suddenly speeded up its offensive, pressing harder at every step, not allowing the two to leave at all, and seemed to be beheading the two on the spot.
"So, it seems that this giant dragon also knows how close it is to the immortal realm, so it hunts and kills the existence of the same level everywhere, intending to advance to the immortal realm." Liu Ming watched for a while, and quickly understood the dragon. the goal of.
The silver-haired old man was forced to retreat continuously, and suddenly he let out a roar. The white flying sword in his hand drew a circle in front of him, and the sword burst suddenly, and countless white sword auras bloomed almost at the same time, but they did not shoot out. , But around the white flying sword, forming a white stegosaurus with a length of hundreds of feet.
Roar!
The white stegosaurus uttered a roar, soaring into the sky, and pounced on the golden dragon like a rainbow.
The golden dragon was not surprised and rejoiced, a huge dragon claw wrapped the raging golden flames, and directly grabbed the white stegosaurus.
There was a loud bang!
The white stegosaurus bit the golden dragon's feet and broke several dragon scales. However, the stegosaurus itself was also grabbed by the dragon's claws. The golden flames flourished, and the white sword light was rippling in the golden flames. It will be crushed immediately.
The silver-haired old man let out a long scream, his arms clamped his head and suddenly raised high, his legs merged, and his whole body burst into brilliant white light.
With a flash of light, the silver-haired old man turned into a silver giant sword of one hundred feet, exuding a cold light, a blur appeared on the head of the golden dragon, and it was cut off suddenly.
"Turn your body into a sword!" Liu Ming's eyes widened, and he knew how to combine body and sword, but he hadn't heard of this weird method used by the silver-haired old man.
There was a solemn expression in the huge dragon pupil of the golden dragon, a dragon roar in the mouth, a big mouth, a dazzling golden light shot out, and the silver giant sword incarnation of the silver-haired old man crashed into each other.
With a loud rumbling, the silver giant sword actually smashed the golden light spit out by the golden dragon, but it also flew out.
The silver giant sword flew up to several hundred feet, flashing into the silver-haired old man's body.
A trace of blood spilled from the corner of the silver-haired old man's mouth, apparently suffering some dark injuries.
The golden dragon seemed to have been shaken a little, grabbing the white stegosaurus's claws and letting go. The white stegosaurus suddenly shrank in size by half, but finally broke free, turned into a white flying sword, and flew into the silver hair. The old man's hands.
At this moment, the golden dragon's side moved in the void, and the Youzu powerhouse appeared ghostly, and a solid black light shot out, bombarding the dragon's neck.
The black beam of light didn't know what magical power it was. When it hit the scales of the dragon, the scales were dissolved.
The black beam of light made a muffled noise and burst open!
Blighted!
The scales of the golden dragon's neck shattered, and a wound several feet in size was blown out, and the golden dragon's blood dripped out.
The golden dragon's eyes flashed with anger, a roar in his mouth, and the dragon's horns on its head suddenly showed a dazzling golden light.
The next moment, a thick golden thunderbolt shot out, teleporting, directly bombarding the Youzu powerhouse.
The series of movements of the golden dragon were as fast as lightning, and the person of the secluded race had no time to dodge, and was struck by the golden thunder and lightning.
The member of the You Clan was immediately beaten out, with a muffled groan in his mouth, and the dark green shield on the surface of his body broke apart like an egg, exposing the body inside, which turned out to be an ink girl.
A look of surprise appeared on Liu Ming's face in the distance. If he guessed correctly, that member of the You Clan was indeed the Blue Spirit who was captured by the Demon Lord at the top of the Demon Abyss Tower.
At this moment, Qing Ling emits a faint dark green light, it does not seem to be the body of the You Clan, it seems to be a body cast from the smoky jade of the underworld.
"You don't need to struggle to death. Although your strength is good, it is impossible to be my opponent. Give me your spirit!" The golden dragon was uttering words at this moment, and the golden light flashed on his body, turning into a person dressed in gold. A handsome young man.
He chanted a few ancient spells, waved with one hand, the whole body was golden light, and it turned into thousands of golden rays and swept away in all directions, instantly enveloping a radius of hundreds of meters, bringing the silver-haired old man and Qing Ling was shrouded in it.
Golden law runes appeared in the golden light, and the vitality of heaven and earth inside and outside the domain seemed to be isolated at once.
A huge force of law is even more filled with the shrouded space.
The silver-haired old man's complexion changed drastically in an instant, Qing Ling's complexion was calmer, but his pupils were shining.
"This is the real field!"
Even though Liu Ming had seen a lot of big scenes, he was no longer unfamiliar with the power of the domain, but now seeing this kind of battle, he couldn't help but show a hint of horror in his eyes.
The domain where the golden dragon displays has formed an independent space, completely isolating the vitality of the world from the outside world. As a result, people who are shrouded in the domain will not only be able to use the vitality of the outside world, but also have to be affected by the power of the law.
In this way, even the magical power of the profound tongs was almost eliminated at once.
The golden-armored young man snorted and lifted one hand. In the golden field, golden flames the size of a grinding plate appeared, and they shot at the two silver-haired old men overwhelmingly.
The golden flame is not an ordinary flame. The law rune with fire attribute faintly exudes on it, which is a flame attack that contains the power of law.
The silver-haired old man let out a low roar, and the snow-white long sword in his hand suddenly slashed a sword at the surrounding area like lightning. Four great sword shadows emerged, and then four white hurricanes rose into the sky, blasting the flying golden flames. open.
Immediately, an unspeakable sword intent rolled out of the silver-haired old man, and this person impressively displayed the unity of body and sword, turned into a white sword light, and shot towards the outside of the domain.
"Huh!" The Jin Jia youth sneered, pointing a little.
The white sword light turned by the silver-haired old man flashed in the void before, and a large piece of golden light emerged like a volcanic eruption, rushing the white sword light back.
The white sword light didn't give up, and the direction suddenly changed and shot in other directions, but after trying several times, the result was the same, and he was rushed back.
The white sword light flashed, and the silver-haired old man appeared, and his eyes showed anxious expression.
The surrounding golden flames are getting closer and closer, already surrounding it.
A smile appeared on the face of the golden armor youth, and then he thought of something, turning his head to look at Qing Ling, but his expression was startled.
At this moment, Qing Ling was sitting cross-legged, his eyes closed tightly, and he didn't even look at the golden flames swarming around him.
The Jinjia youth's complexion changed, and he raised his hand and hit it out with a palm.
A huge golden palm emerged from the domain, holding the green spirit in one hand.
Click!
As soon as the five fingers were brought together, Qing Ling's body was directly shattered and turned into a cloud of dark green smoke, disappearing without a trace.
"Clone!" The Jinjia Youth's expression changed again, and then he suddenly turned his head and looked in a direction above the canyon.
I don't know when there was a dark green escape light, which was lasing towards the distance. Although the escape light seemed to be a bit shaky, it was extremely fast and disappeared into the distance in a flash.
"Forget it, it should be enough to devour this human sword repair." The golden armored youth frowned and said softly.
As soon as the voice fell, his figure moved, and he flew into the golden realm, and rushed to the silver-haired old man.
The young man in the golden robe didn't notice. Above the canyon, a faint light quickly left here quietly, chasing the place where the Qingling disappeared.