Dou Po: My grandfather is a six-star Dou Sage

"Husband, can he really regain control of the Netherworld Python Clan?" Cai Lin came to Jiang Xing's side and asked.

Jiang Xing took a deep sniff of the beauty's fragrance emanating from Cai Lin's body, smiled slightly, and without any politeness, directly hugged her slender waist.

"It should be possible. After all, the reason why Yao Xiaotian became the clan leader is because Yao Ming disappeared. As long as Yao Ming appears and shows strength stronger than Yao Xiaotian, he can naturally become the clan leader of the Jiuyou Earth Python Clan. "

Jiang Xing still believed in Yaoming as to whether Yaoming could control the Jiuyou Earthly Nether Python Clan.

Moreover, as long as Yao Xiaotian comes over, Yao Ming or himself will kill him, and Yao Ming will ascend to the position of the clan leader. There is almost no suspense.

Although the strength of the Nine Netherland Nether Python Clan is much weaker than that of the Taixu Ancient Dragon, they are at least one of the three major families of Warcraft.

Taking control of this huge group of people, even if it can't bring him much help because there are not many strong Dou Sheng warriors, it can still be used to absorb Qing Lin's fighting energy.

"Let's wait for a while. After Yao Ming defeats Yao Xiaotian, I can safely leave you here to practice." Jiang Xing said softly to Cai Lin, fearing that she would become anxious waiting.

Hearing this, Cai Lin smiled slightly, and the smile bloomed like a flower, which looked particularly bright in the dim Jiuyou Land.

She nodded slightly and said softly: "Yes, okay!"

Just when Jiang Xing and Cai Lin were whispering and showing deep affection for each other, suddenly, they felt a strange aura coming from above.

This breath seemed like someone was approaching quietly.

Afterwards, Cai Lin hurriedly slapped away the dirty hand that was resting on her chest, and with a slightly red face, she began to straighten the clothes that were a little wrinkled by Jiang Xing just now.

The soft touch on his hands disappeared, making Jiang Xing very unhappy.

Jiang Xing's eyes were firmly locked on the black figure that was approaching.

Fighting energy condensed in his palms, and a terrifying fighting spirit attack was directed at the black figure.

The black figure was Yao Xiaotian, who was being chased by the creatures in the Nine Netherworld. For a moment, he didn't realize that Jiang Xing's attack had targeted him.

When Yao Xiaotian finally noticed Jiang Xing's attack, it was already too late to dodge. He could only hurriedly gather a shield, hoping to withstand this sudden attack.

Good things were interrupted, Jiang Xing did not hold back this attack.

Therefore, when the grudge attack came into contact with Yao Xiaotian's shield, the latter's shield was instantly shattered, as fragile as paper.

Then, this terrifying attack directly hit Yao Xiaotian's chest.

A dull crash sounded, and Yao Xiaotian's chest dented directly under Jiang Xing's attack.

He spurted a mouthful of blood, lost his balance in the air, and flew backwards heavily.

Jiang Xing's attack fell suddenly like thunder. Yao Xiaotian was seriously injured by this thunderous blow, dripping with blood, and could hardly stand still. There was a flash of fear and confusion in his eyes, as if he was completely stunned by Jiang Xing's power.

But he quickly reacted, bursting with speed in an instant, and his body turned into an afterimage, but he was not attacking Jiang Xing, but galloping upward.

Although Yao Xiaotian was arrogant, he did not make mistakes.

In the process of escaping, Yao Xiaotian felt waves in his heart.

He couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart as he recalled the blow just now. He clearly knew that Jiang Xing's strength was far superior to his, and even if he was prepared, it would be difficult for him to withstand that thunderous strike.

Yao Xiaotian knew that he was outmatched, so he ran away as fast as he could.

This is the Jiuyou Diming Python Clan. Yao Xiaotian believes that as long as he calls the strong men in the clan to come, the people below him will definitely die.

A trace of surprise flashed in Jiang Xing's eyes, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he saw Yao Xiaotian still struggling to escape after receiving a violent blow from him.

"As expected of the Nine Netherworld Python, its defense power is really amazing!"

You must know that the power of the blow you just struck is enough to kill an ordinary one-star Dou Sheng expert in an instant. I didn't expect that Yao Xiaotian could run away after receiving it.

Jiang Xing was just surprised and prepared to catch up.

He knew that after Yao Xiaotian escaped back to his clan, he would surely summon more powerful men to take revenge. Although I am not afraid, I cannot take it lightly.

Jiang Xing was just about to chase Yao Xiaotian, but he found that a figure was already faster than him and had already taken the lead to catch up.

He looked around and saw Yaoming's figure quickly approaching in the distance, like a bolt of lightning piercing the sky.

"Master, let me come!" Yaoming's voice came.

"Yao Xiaotian, you bastard, you have caused me to suffer from the erosion of the cold power for hundreds of years. I will cut you into thousands of pieces today!" Yao Ming roared.

Yao Xiaotian, who was escaping, couldn't help but look back when he heard this familiar voice.

Feeling the aura emanating from Yaoming's body, I was horrified!

"Two-star Fighting Saint! How could you be a Two-star Fighting Saint?"

Yao Xiaotian couldn't believe that Yao Ming was imprisoned here. Not only did Yao Ming's strength not regress, but he also improved to a two-star Dou Sage, which was even stronger than his current strength.

Although Yaoming's strength has not returned to its peak state, his strength is indeed that of a two-star fighting saint.

In addition, Yao Xiaotian had just been seriously injured by Jiang Xing's blow, and his speed was not as fast as Yao Ming's.

In the blink of an eye, Yao Ming had already approached Yao Xiaotian.

Yao Xiaotian sensed that Yao Ming was getting closer and closer, and knew that he couldn't get rid of him. He felt hard in his heart and stopped escaping.

Yao Xiaotian, who stopped, began to gather his fighting spirit. Under his control, a dark yellow finger measuring hundreds of feet in size quickly formed in front of him.

This huge finger is filled with terrifying destructive power, as if it is going to destroy this whole world.

"Yellow Spring Finger!"

"One finger to the underworld can end life and death!"

Yao Xiaotian jerked towards Yao Ming, and his fingers swept forward with unparalleled power.

Yao Ming looked at the huge fingers condensed by Yao Xiaotian, with a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"Haha, Yao Xiaotian, after so many years, your strength is only a one-star Dou Sheng. You are really useless!" Yao Ming mocked.

He did not move, but gently raised his palm.

He waved his palm gently, and a powerful fighting spirit burst out instantly, facing the underworld finger issued by Yao Xiaotian.

The two forces collided violently in the air, making a deafening roar.

The underworld finger condensed by Yao Xiaotian collapsed and disintegrated instantly with Yao Ming's casual wave, turning into energy fragments that filled the sky and dissipated in the air.

Yao Xiaotian looked at this scene with horror in his heart.

He didn't expect Yaoming's strength to not only reach the level of a two-star fighting saint, but also to be able to unleash such a terrifying attack as soon as he got out of trouble.