The ghost of the evil dragon that plunged straight into the ground roared violently when it saw anyone dare to block it. The sound waves shook Xiao Chen's eardrums slightly. /\/\Wandou Literature Network★ ../\/\
From top to bottom, the dragon's power is even more frightening. If a low-level warrior were here, he would be able to crush him to pieces just by relying on the dragon's power.
Xiao Chen is naturally not afraid of the might of the dragon. Dragon Subduing Slash In the process of imagining the ancestors of the Xiao family subduing the dragon with bare hands, Xiao Chen already had a profound understanding of the word subduing the dragon.
It is even more creative, integrating all the thirteen moves of the Xiao family's Dragon Subduing Slash, forming such great killing moves as Qinglong Wuque and Dragon Subduing Secret Slash.
With just a small amount of success, one can easily kill a grandmaster-level martial saint. If one achieves great success, it will be even more impressive.
With the heart of subduing the dragon, he is not afraid of the dragon's power. What should be afraid of him is the fierce spirit of the dragon.
Xiao Chen kicked his feet, and long green dragons floated around him one after another, reaching a total of eighteen.
Each green dragon is covered with auspicious clouds, and the strong wind it brings blows, and the power of the dragon spreads for ten miles.
Roar!
The green dragons roared in unison, and the superimposed dragon power instantly overshadowed the dragon power of the dragon ghost.
Kill, Xiao Chen's eyes narrowed, and he waved his hand towards the sky. The eighteen cyan dragon shadows turned into the sword energy reaching the sky and the earth, and slashed at the fallen dragon evil spirit.
The flying sword energy almost split the sky into two halves. The eighteen pieces of sword energy were connected in a chain. As soon as the first sword was cut off, the second sword had already taken over.
Bang bang bang!
All the sword energy hit the dragon ghost at almost the same time, and streaks of black resentment spread out from the dragon ghost.
A strike of Dragon Subduing Mysterious Slash almost dispersed the evil spirit, which was wailing in the air.
Xiao Chen gave a slight kick. Performing the Secret Dragon Subduing Slash so quickly took a lot of energy from him.
However, he was ecstatic in his heart. It seemed that he had indeed made the right bet. This dragon's evil spirit had been seriously injured and weakened by the ghost clan's grand master.
Otherwise, with its strength comparable to that of the Grand Master, this Dragon Subduing Secret Slash would definitely not be able to cause such great damage to it.
The dragon's fierce soul's eyes were filled with red light. He glanced at Xiao Chen with some despair, let out a sad roar, turned into a black light and rushed towards him.
Xiao Chen's heart sank and he quickly dodged away. This was the opponent's deathbed counterattack.
Xiao Chen couldn't imagine the consequences of an existence comparable to a great master's counterattack on the verge of death.
Snapped!
But everything was still a step too slow. The speed of the black light almost surpassed Xiao Chen's thinking speed, and the idea of escape just came into his mind.
The black light suddenly penetrated his chest, and blood gushed out from the wound, and black threads spread from the wound to all sides of his body.
After looking closely, I realized that the black light turned out to be half a black scissors, half a meter long, engraved with the pattern of a black dragon, and had the slightest charm.
The vast resentment, like a sea of smoke, suddenly spread in Xiao Chen's body and quickly impacted his brain.
The sound of wailing is endless, and it never stops in my mind.
Xiao Chen bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of broken blood. His brain became much clearer. He held back the severe pain, held the handle of the scissors, and pulled it out with a squeak.
The blood hole in his chest was filled with countless black energy. The evil dragon struck him with a deadly counterattack. If it had been a full-body counterattack, it would have torn his body into pieces.
"Fortunately, the Cang Ming Body Refining Technique has been exhausted. As long as the heart is not broken, it can recover quickly."
After spitting out a mouthful of broken blood again, Xiao Chen began to look at the half-handled black scissors in his hand. According to Qingcheng, these were fairy scissors from the Immortal Era.
It's a pity that the immortal way was destroyed, hell was broken, reincarnation disappeared, and the fairy scissors also lost their power and became just an ordinary artifact.
Even the quasi-emperor looked down upon it, but despite how ordinary it was, it had lost its divine power. The material of this fairy scissor was genuine, and it was also a first-class divine material.
By no means inferior, the Ten Thousand Years Flame Crystal and Ten Thousand Years Fine Iron needed by Situ Leihong are of great use for Xiao Chen's Qinglong Health Secret.
When the wound on his chest was barely healed, Xiao Chen didn't care about anything else, and used the Qinglong Body-nurturing Technique to swallow half of the dragon scissors in his hand directly into his body.
Roar!
Just after swallowing one-half, a dragon roar came from Xiao Chen's body, and a cyan dragon shadow appeared between the periosteum and started to swim up and down in the body.
The power of a dragon!
He actually had the power of an extra dragon. Xiao Chen was shocked, what was going on, even though the material of this immortal scissor was so good.
According to his estimation, even if he swallowed them all, it would only increase the power of half a dragon at most.
You know, he devoured millions of kilograms of divine ingredients before he could barely raise the power of a dragon.
Now the fairy scissors in my hand have just half increased the power of one dragon. If they are all devoured, wouldn't it increase the power of two dragons? This is too abnormal.
Xiao Chen was puzzled and couldn't think of a clue, but the increase in strength was real, without any moisture, and it was not like the moon in the mirror.
As soon as he thought about it, he could easily feel the burst of energy in his body, which was the real power of two dragons.
When half of the Dragon Scissors was completely devoured, his strength was indeed increased by the power of one dragon, reaching the level of the power of three dragons.
Could it be the cause of the ghost dragon? Xiao Chen thought of an answer.
It is very likely that the Qinglong Body Nurturing Technique increases dragon power. This fairy scissor contains the evil spirit of the dragon from the Immortal Era. Devouring it can quickly increase dragon power.
This actually opened a shortcut for Xiao Chen. If he swallowed the secret treasure containing the dragon soul in the future, the goal of the power of the ten dragons would no longer be as far away as it was at first.
"Okay, as expected, wealth can be found in danger. This half-handle of dragon scissors is nothing, but it has opened a way for me, a shortcut to the secret of Qinglong's health."
Xiao Chen's face showed a look of ecstasy, and he glanced at the great master of the ghost clan who was still buried among the ghosts.
He whispered thank you, spread his wings of freedom, and flew forward quickly.
Qingcheng was carrying his reincarnation war flag, and as a result, he was not afraid of getting lost in the Nine Nether Purgatory with the four of them.
Half an hour later, the great master of the ghost clan came out of the encirclement in a state of embarrassment, with black phosphorescence floating everywhere in the air.
It was only half an hour, but it seemed like a year and a half had passed on this person, with a strong look of exhaustion on his face.
Thousands of ghosts were wiped out one after another by his physical fists.
If it was normal, in peak condition, with a loud shout, he would be able to rush out of the siege immediately.
However, after fighting with the dragon ghost for a long time, his body was no longer in peak condition, and even exceeded his limit several times, causing considerable damage to his body.
With a gloomy face, he looked around and found that more than a hundred people he brought with him were killed, including several of his proud disciples.
"The man in white? When did such a decisive and fierce young man appear in the Kunlun world? Why didn't I know about it?"
This man's face was horribly gloomy, and Xiao Chen's appearance appeared in his mind again. His fists clenched loudly, and the old man said angrily: "No matter how old you are, in this Nine Nether Purgatory, if you offend me, Mo Lian, No way to survive."
At this moment, a sound broke through the air, and Mo Lian sensed several powerful auras flying in this direction, one of which was no weaker than him at his peak.
He looked up, his eyes focused, and he murmured, it turned out to be someone from the Medicine God Valley.
Yao Shen Gu has come to Jiuyou Purgatory more than once to hunt for Yin Fire. Mo Lian is not surprised to see many of them. At this moment, his body has not recovered yet and he does not want to meet these people.
"Haha, Mr. Mo, stop there. I didn't expect to see you here again."
Mr. Wei from Yao Shen Valley looked happy when he saw Mo Lian and quickly called out.
"Hey, why was Mr. Mo injured in the first level of hell?"
When Mr. Wei walked in and took a look, he noticed Mo Lian's injuries and couldn't help but wonder.
Mo Lian didn't want to talk to him, but he suddenly thought that the other party was a master-level alchemist, and he should have a holy Yuan-Pui Yuan Dan in his body, which could quickly help him recover his strength and injuries.
Maybe you are lucky enough to catch up quickly and catch up with the boy in white.
"I was tricked by a young man in white. Mr. Wei, you came just in time. I bought all the holy-grade Peiyuan Pills you had in your hand."
What kind of junior, he even plotted against Mo Lian of the ghost clan.
The man in white? meteor
Mr. Wei's heart suddenly moved, he took out a portrait and said, "Brother Mo, is this the man in white you are talking about?"
As the portrait unfolded, Mo Lian's eyes immediately brewed with boundless murderous intent, and he said coldly: "What is your relationship with this man? Why do you carry his portrait with you?"
Mr. Wei put away the scroll and said, "Brother Mo, don't get me wrong. Our Medicine God Valley has nothing to do with Xiao Chen in white."