Chapter 127
If he continues to entangle, his true essence will be exhausted sooner or later.
After all, the Nether King is a true half-saint with a strong background.
Yanlong didn't have the confidence to fight him.
What's more, behind the Nether King stands a mysterious and unpredictable big man, who is so powerful that he can't be underestimated at all!
"Boy, die!"
The Nether King roared in rage, and a pitch-black armor appeared on the surface of his body, radiating a cold light. "Eighty-Five-Seven"
"Boom!".
He jumped to his feet, like a meteorite falling down, with a fierce momentum.
Yan Long's face sank, and he raised his hand to meet him.
"Bang!"
When the two collided, a terrifying shock wave erupted, causing the entire courtyard floor to crack inch by inch.
"Oooo
Both the Flame Dragon and the Nether King took a few steps backwards.
The battle lasted for a short time, only three breaths.
However, because of this short battle, Yanlong lost seven or eight points of true yuan.
"Boy, you'll soon be the ration of this Demon Venerable!!...... Hahaha," the Nether King laughed wildly.
His laughter was eerie and creepy.
His body grew higher and higher, and at last he grew to three feet tall, like a small hill.
"Buzz~"
At the same time, the space behind the Nether King twisted violently.
"Boy, obediently surrender to this Demon Venerable. Otherwise, this demon deity guarantees that you will be worse off than dead. "
The Nether King grinned, his scarlet eyes staring at the Yan Dragon.
"Hmph! Dream!" Yan Long's eyes were cold, and he didn't have the slightest fear.
"Since you're obsessed, then don't blame this Demon Venerable for destroying flowers!" the Nether King snorted coldly, and then suddenly reached out his big palm and grabbed Yan Long's head fiercely.
"Click!"
In an instant, a palm covered with sharp nails pierced the void and headed straight for the Flame Dragon.
"Poof!"
The Nether King's attack was so fast that even though the dragon reacted in time and dodged the fatal part, it still suffered a heavy blow to the shoulder.
Suddenly, blood gushed from Yan Long's shoulder, and the pain was unbearable.
"How's that?" the Nether King opened his mouth and smiled fiercely, "How does this taste?"
His claws glowed black, apparently poisonous.
"You're looking for death!" Yan Long's eyes were cold, and a purple gold dragon phantom suddenly appeared behind him. ......
"Aang!"
A vast dragon roar rang out, causing the Nether King to tremble.
"Roar!"
Immediately, a hundred-zhang-long purple gold divine dragon phantom coiled around the Yanlong's limbs.
"It's ...... Dragon Secret Technique!" The Nether King's pupils shrank suddenly, his face full of shock.
"Boom!"
The next moment, the Purple Gold Divine Dragon roared in the sky, releasing a majestic dragon might.
"Boom, boom!"
At this moment, the entire ancient town seemed to be boiling.
Everyone was shocked and ran out to observe.
"What is the origin of that kid, he actually has the legendary dragon secret technique. "
"It seems to be a dragon vein! Our ancient town actually hides a complete 0.3 dragon vein, which is really surprising. "
"Looks like that kid is going to war with the Nether. "
Everyone was attracted to come and watch from afar.
"Roar!"
The purple gold divine dragon roared incessantly, exuding a terrifying dragon might.
"This ...... This is Long Wei!That guy really has dragon blood!" The Nether King was surprised and delighted.
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