"Boss..."
The little dragon stood on Mo Wentian's shoulder, staring at the other's Nine Nether Demonic Dragon.
A fierce light flickered in the little dragon's eyes, it was the Nine Nether Demonic Dragon of the Sixth Level False God.
This combat power is comparable to that of a seventh- or eighth-level pseudo-god!
"Human, how dare you..."
"Intrusion into the Nine Netherworld?"
A sinister sound sounded in the void, and the demonic dragon stared at Mo Wentian...
There was a hint of fear in those huge pupils!
Although the human being in front of him was only at the ninth level of the Heaven Realm, the sword he struck just now was only a few inches away from damaging his body!
"The Land of Nine Netherworlds!"
Mo Wentian's expression changed slightly.
"here… "
"Isn't it an ancestral line?"
Looking at the Nine Nether Demonic Dragon, Mo Wentian asked coldly.
"Ancestral veins..."
"Ha ha ha ha… "
The Nine Nether Demonic Dragon suddenly laughed wildly.
"The ancestral veins are in the Nine Netherworld, but boy, don't blame me for not reminding you that if you enter the Nine Netherworld with your strength, you will die..."
"It's miserable!"
The voice of the Nine Nether Demonic Dragon came again.
"He died miserably..."
Mo Wentian took a deep breath, Ancestral Vein, this is the legend of the Sword God Continent.
It is said that in the Sword God Continent, when the world first opened, an ancient ancestral line was born!
As for where the ancestral line is, Mo Wentian really...
have no idea!
"Boy..."
"Go to hell!"
But just when Mo Wentian was stunned, the Nine Nether Demonic Dragon in the void took action again.
"Roar… "
But the next moment, Xiaojiao dodged and rushed out, his body full of momentum.
The aura on Xiao Jiao's body suddenly increased dozens of times!
"Who are you… "
"The Dragon King of Longxuan Mountain?"
The Nine Nether Demonic Dragon looked at the little dragon with surprise and doubt in his eyes.
"No, how can the Dragon Emperor be at the peak of the Demon Emperor? You are not the Dragon Emperor, you just contain the pressure of the Dragon Emperor!"
"Tell me, who are you?"
A trace of fierce light flashed across Jiuyou's eyes, and in his pupils, there seemed to be a sea of Jiuyou, rolling crazily, billowing with ferocious aura...
Extremely terrible!
"Dragon King..."
Mo Wentian and Xiaojiao looked at each other...
The light in his eyes skyrocketed at the same time.
This Nine Nether Demonic Dragon actually knows...
Longxuan Mountain!
"Boss..."
"Do it!"
Xiaojiao wanted to say something, but Mo Wentian took action directly.
This Nine Nether Demonic Dragon is a sixth level false god monster. It wants him to speak out and subdue him...
This is undoubtedly the most direct way.
"Yes, boss!"
"The Dragon King roars wildly!"
"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."
The little dragon roared crazily at the Nine Nether Demonic Dragon.
Rolling pressure.
Go towards the Nine Nether Demonic Jiao and suppress it.
"The Heaven-Eating Sword River..."
"Suppression!"
"Boom..."
A starry sky descended from the void, and in that starry sky, countless stars lit up.
Waves of extremely mysterious aura came from Mo Wentian...
Spread!
"Nine Nether Demonic Qi..."
"bump!"
…
Three terrifying forces collided together, and Mo Wentian's sword fell directly on the body of the Nine Nether Demon Jiao, the body of the Nine Nether Demon Jiao.
Flying upside down.
"Boss..."
"poisonous!"
Xiaojiao's voice sounded in Mo Wentian's mind.
"Poison..."
Mo Wentian's expression changed, and he quickly ran the Heaven-Devouring God Technique. Waves of sword energy vibrated, and the surrounding poisonous gas was blocked by Mo Wentian.
"Keep killing!"
"The Heaven-Eating Sword Technique: Sword Breaks the Sky!"
In the void, Mo Wentian struck out with his sword again. The sword came out and the sword light came in an instant.
The terrifying power caused the Jiuyou Demonic Dragon's expression to change instantly.
"Your strength..."
"How can you be so strong?"
The Nine Nether Demonic Dragon's eyes were filled with shock. He was a false god at the sixth level. Mo Wen, a genius at the ninth level of the Heaven Realm, could actually knock it away.
How terrible this is!
"kill!"
"bump!"
A collision came again, and in the void...
The Nine Nether Demonic Dragon flew out again.
"This devil dragon..."
"The defense is too strong!"
In the void, Mo Wentian's body was blown away.
A powerful force was passed into the body, but for Mo Wentian's strong physique.
Mo Wentian had long been injured by this force.
"Nine Serenity Little Snake, pick up your little dragon grandpa Shenlong Wags tail..."
"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."
The little dragon roared in the void, and the next moment, it whipped its tail down towards the Nine Nether Demonic Dragon.
"court death!"
The evil light in the eyes of the Nine Nether Demonic Dragon surged.
"Haunted by demonic dragons!"
"Buzzing..."
The body of the demonic dragon in the void suddenly grew rapidly.
The next moment, it directly became hundreds of feet in size. The figure flashed and the demonic dragon moved towards the small dragon...
Get entangled!
"Little Jiao..."
Mo Wentian's expression changed instantly.
"Boss, leave this magic dragon to me..."
But just when Mo Wentian was about to take action, the voice of the little dragon suddenly sounded in Mo Wentian's mind. Seeing the demon dragon approaching, the little dragon not only did not retreat.
Instead, he was greeted.
"Shenlong Tiantang!"
The little dragon in the void, with its extremely bright light, facing the demon dragon...
Also got entangled.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."
"Hoho..."
…
The two demons were entangled in the void, and waves of terrifying and fierce energy vibrated in the void.
"The little devil dragon also wants to entangle me..."
"How ridiculous!"
"Dragon Emperor Pill, refine it!"
"Boom..."
At this moment, the aura of the small ball in the void suddenly surged.
The next moment, a supreme dragon soul transformed into the void.
"This is… "
"Dragon King!"
The light in Mo Wentian's eyes skyrocketed, and the aura of that phantom was extremely terrifying...
Even the peak pseudo-god powerhouse.
Not as good as him!
"Could it be..."
"The legendary Dragon God!"
Mo Wentian took a deep breath, the pressure was really terrifying.
Even if there is only a remnant soul left, he is not an ordinary pseudo-god strongman...
It can be blocked!
"This is the remnant soul of the Dragon Emperor..."
"What is the relationship between you and the Dragon King?"
In the void, the Nine Nether Demon Jiao's eyes were filled with shock. The remnant soul of the Dragon King appeared. The Nine Nether Demon Jiao only felt that his body was being suppressed by a mountain.
It is difficult to use 70% of your strength!
"Shenlong Tiantang..."
"Die!"
"Roar… "
A roar shook the heavens and the earth, and the next moment...
A fierce and boundless aura.
From the little dragon's body, it rose into the sky.
"No… "
"ah… "
A scream came, and the Nine Nether Demonic Jiao in the void was directly wrapped around the body by the small dragon.
The scales on the little dragon's body...
A bright golden glow rose!
"Click..."
"Click..."
…
A series of shattering sounds came, and the scales of the Nine Nether Demonic Jiao exuded a ghostly light.
It began to shatter, and the next moment, the entire body burst out with countless blood!
"Ouch..."
A mournful cry came, and the Nine Nether Demonic Dragon...
His eyes dimmed.
"Boss, I'll leave it to you..."
The little dragon's claw fell, and the next moment, the head of the Nine Nether Demonic Dragon was scratched to pieces by the little dragon, and a dark demon pill appeared in the little dragon's hand.
In the demon pill, the remnant soul of the Nine Nether Demonic Dragon...
Trembling like crazy!