Swallow Dragon King

Chapter 437 Kill Wuying (Fourth)

Looking at Li Changkong's body full of magic, and the magic light in his eyes was overwhelming, Wu Ying couldn't help being stunned, his heart trembled, and a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes.

This child's aura suddenly changed greatly, and his magic was boundless. For some reason, his heart jumped, and the muscles in the corners of his eyes kept twitching, with bad thoughts!
At this moment, Li Changkong gave him the feeling that he was like a demon within a demon, with an extremely dangerous aura exuding from his whole body.

"It's better to strike first, kill this son first!"

Wuying immediately put away the thought of contempt, his eyes were solemn, and immediately rushed out, the deity and dozens of phantoms completely overlapped, and it was no longer possible to tell who was the deity and who was the avatar.

What he practiced was the technique of shadow killing. He was good at assassination and head-on attack, which was not his strong point. It was just that he had underestimated Li Changkong before, so he chose this fighting method.

"Ten Thousand Demon Curse Seals!"

Li Changkong watched Wuying rushing towards him, his eyes were full of indifference, there were many shadows behind him, and his hands formed seals. Suddenly, he drew Jiuyou's demonic energy, and his resentment rose to the sky.

Between his hands, a magic seal was quickly condensed. On the magic seal, a word "magic" emerged out of thin air, exuding a gloomy and terrifying aura. It seemed that it could open up the passage of the Nine Nether Hell and attract infinite hell gods. magic.

Tens of thousands of demons gathered together, and the magic was surging!
"Curse kill!"

He uttered two words lightly in his mouth, and suddenly the situation between the heaven and the earth changed, as if infinite mysteries emerged, and immediately, a demonic fire burned, directly on the body of the shadowless deity, and incinerated.

"what!"

Wuying let out an incomparably horrific howling sound, as if a myriad of demons devoured his soul, his soul was shattered and torn apart, and his body was even reduced to ashes.

Soon, Wuying's voice disappeared completely, as if he had never existed before, and his dozens of clones, along with the disappearance of his main body, also exploded and turned into nothingness.

"In front of the Seal of Ten Thousand Demons, what's the use of having more avatars?"

Li Changkong sneered again and again, the seal of the ten thousand magic spell pointed directly at the soul, no matter how many avatars there were, but in the end, these avatars had no soul and were useless at all.

After casting the Ten Thousand Demon Curse Seal, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, obviously suffering from severe internal injuries.

After all, Wuying's strength was beyond what Lei Laoliu could match. This person was already at the seventh level of Linghai, and was more than a little bit stronger than Lei Laoliu.

He forcibly activated the Ten Thousand Demons Seal, cursing and killing Wuying, but it also affected the power of backlash, causing him to suffer a lot of internal injuries. However, his physical body is extremely strong, and this internal injury is nothing.

"It seems that with my current strength, it is already the limit to use the Ten Thousand Demons Seal to curse and kill the strong at the seventh level of the Linghai realm. It is extremely difficult to curse and kill the strong at the eighth level of the Linghai realm, but it is extremely difficult to curse and kill Qin Tiange and Huang Wuchen. , Jian Wushuang and others, it is almost impossible!"

Li Changkong understood in his heart that such arrogances as Qin Tiange, Huang Wuchen, Jian Wushuang, etc., had exuberant qi and blood, and the power of their blood was incomparably strong. If he wanted to curse them, with his current strength, it would be too difficult, basically impossible.

On the side, Jiaolong trembled, looking at Li Changkong with a look of awe and horror.

My own master is too fierce, right?A strong person at the seventh level of the spiritual sea was killed by a life-and-death curse. If the master used this type of curse-killing magic seal when he was fighting with him, then it must have been turned into ashes by now, right?
Originally, this flood dragon was quite intent on breaking free from Li Changkong's control, but now, with a gloomy expression and an annoyed look on his face, in retrospect, he still couldn't help but feel lingering fear.

"What are you doing standing still?"

Li Changkong's face turned pale, but his eyes were still sharp, he glared at Jiaolong, and shouted: "Go ahead, there may be many treasures in the dragon's lair! Don't let Long Chen and the others take the first step, otherwise, We came here for nothing!"

After the words fell, he rushed forward quickly.

Jiaolong froze for a moment, but even followed.

One person, one flood, as they continued to go deeper, many caves suddenly appeared in front of them. From the caves, there was a heavy death aura and a faint dragon's power. An ordinary warrior, under this dragon's power, would probably be intimidated. Both legs trembled.

However, both Li Changkong and Jiaolong have the blood of dragons, and these dragon powers have little influence on them, so they chose one of the caves and continued to go deeper.

"Master, I can already feel that there is a strong dragon's aura in front of me, but it is the dragon's aura emanating from the dead dragon corpse. It seems that there is no real dragon's blood here!"

Behind Li Changkong, the Jiaolong couldn't help but make a sound in doubt. As a Jiaolong, it also has the blood of the Jiaolonghuang family, so it is extremely sensitive to the real dragon's breath.

The blood of the real dragon will definitely exude an extremely strong dragon aura. After all, the blood of the real dragon is not ordinary dragon blood, but a large amount of dragon blood essence, which can be preserved for a long time. Over the years, in the blood, there will still be a powerful dragon's might.

But at this moment, Jiaolong couldn't feel this breath at all.

"It seems that this place should be just an abandoned dragon tomb. There are only dragon bones here, but the dragon blood doesn't exist at all."

Seeing that Li Changkong was frowning and did not speak, Jiaolong couldn't help but speak again.

The Jiaolong clan speaks the language of dragons, but in the long inheritance of the Jiaolong clan, there are also human languages ​​passed down, so some flood dragons who are born with powerful blood can naturally speak human languages.

"Whether there is or not, since we are here, we can't make a trip in vain. Moreover, Longyuan Island has spent such a high price, and we have to visit the dragon's lair. There must be a reason for it!"

Li Changkong was unmoved, although, judging from the current signs, there were indeed no real dragons surviving here, most of them were the bones of some dragons, and the bones of the dragons had been weathered for a long time, and they had lost their function .

Obviously, this place has been dusty for a long time, and the real dragon family has already left this place.

Li Changkong was also a little disappointed, but the blood of the real dragon is too important to him. As long as he cultivates the body of a real dragon, his strength can be increased by dozens of times. Although it is big, it can go anywhere, let it go freely.

So, how could he give up until the last moment?
"Ouch!"

At this moment, the voice of the dragon's chant came from the front, and the voice of the dragon's chant carried the dragon's power, and the voice rippled far away.

"Ok?"

Hearing this voice, Li Changkong's eyes lit up immediately, their eyes shining brightly.

(End of this chapter)