Carry out obscenity to the end

In the headquarters of Jiuyou Dao, the earth-level powerhouses are the mainstream, but the heaven-level powerhouses are the real powerhouses and the core. Into the ranks of the real strong.

And now, the only chance for the dark ghost to change his own destiny is to try his best to reap the benefits before the sect arrives. Once he succeeds, he can become a superior person, but if he misses it, he may never be able to rise.

So he rushed here desperately to seize the opportunity, but unexpectedly, just as he arrived, Qian Lao and his party also arrived.

All his rationality and all his patience were all abandoned when the last five-colored orb was flying leisurely in the air. This was the only one that he could obtain. , in the future, it can only be attributed to those sect powerhouses, so he made a move, and he tried his best.

At this time, the dark ghost was bleeding from the seven orifices, and his appearance was extremely terrifying. His eye sockets were sunken, his face became more bloody, but his body was strangely fatter like a ball, and then the scars on his palms began to swell and even burst into blood drops. . [

"Dark spirit and blood dragon", the dark ghost pulled the corner of his mouth and gave a sneering sneer. With a ghostly roar, his hands suddenly doubled in size, and then the veins burst open, blood mist sprayed out, and his body began to dry out. All the energy was transferred to the hands. Go up, and then rush out along the sprayed blood entanglement, a bloody dragon from hell roaring towards Mr. Qian, with indescribable bloodiness and power.

Qian Lao's expression was gloomy, the power of the blood dragon made his hair stand on end, and a deadly sense of crisis lingered, but at this time, it was absolutely impossible for him to give up, he hated the dark ghost who disturbed the situation to death.

Mr. Qian's beard and hair were all stretched out, his whole body was scorching hot, and it was getting hotter and hotter. The burning air made a crackling sound, and his two hands were like hot irons, swaying the burning heat in an instant, and the soaring pillar of fire turned into a Vulcan. Intertwining and fighting with the evil dragon.

Two majestic figures occupied half of the sky, and every impact of the Vulcan would make the blood dragon's shadow thinner.

And the blood dragon is not a murder weapon, the blood claws tore, the blood teeth gnawed, and the blood horns sprinted. In just a few tens of breaths, the Vulcan was torn to pieces.

The blood spots from the sky fell, corroding big holes one after another, and when the firelight fell, it would not go out, and the vegetation would burn.

"Sure enough, it's really exciting, but it seems that this money is going to die. Well, this old ghost is probably dead." Although Mo Yi looked leisurely, he actually paid more attention to this battle, and his divine sense of the heavenly rank had already locked in. After all, he has never seen or conducted such a level of actual combat before.

This is undoubtedly an opportunity to absorb experience and broaden horizons.

Mo Yi's ability to stand at the top in his life is inseparable from not letting go of any opportunity for growth.

Fighting along the way, how many talents surpassed him, how many talents who surpassed him all died in his hands, not by luck, but by the awareness of fighting, that kind of fighting style that is tempered and improved every moment is what makes all opponents the most frightening.

Just as Mo Yi was talking to himself, the battle in the sky changed drastically.

The blood-colored dragon's horn suddenly shone with blood, and its body began to metamorphose, as if all the blood-colored energy had gathered on this dragon horn, and suddenly the body turned into blood rain and dispersed, and the dragon's horn fell off from the dragon's body , stirring the bloody whirlwind to trap Vulcan.

The reckless dragon's horns kept cutting Vulcan, but within a short time, Vulcan was completely dismembered, and he rushed towards the dispirited and blood-spitting Qian Lao, no matter how desperately Qian Lao was, he was still captured by the dragon. The horn shattered both palms, and then penetrated the chest before turning into a rain of blood and dispersing.

Old Qian's breath of life gradually disappeared, and he fell to the ground fiercely. He wanted to say something, but he didn't say it after all, and he died.

The dark ghost also landed on the ground at the same time, his expression was sluggish, and he spurted out blood uncontrollably when he landed.

He was still very powerful, he glanced indifferently at the dead Qian Lao, and then walked towards the Five Colors Divine Bead step by step.

Xiao Yingxiong's face was pale, and sweat dripped from his forehead. He would definitely be punished when Qian Lao died, and the approaching ghosts brought him great pressure, and even made him have the urge to run away.

But his eyes were fixed on the five-colored divine bead not far in front of him, which was once shining with dazzling light, but now lying on the ground safely, a trace of greed flashed across it.

He didn't dare to argue with Qian Lao, because everyone was in the same camp, and Qian Lao was the superior. However, the dark ghost was an enemy, and killing him would only get rewards. [

What's more, this place is all his own people, as long as he kills the dark ghost, who will know even if the divine pearl is swallowed by him?

Xiao Yingxiong's greed conquered everything, he absolutely did not believe that the dark ghost was not injured.

Mr. Qian is so powerful, no one can defeat him without paying the price, but the dark ghost deliberately maintains his strength, but it seems to be too weak, he must have a guilty conscience.

"Give it all to me, and kill him to avenge Mr. Qian." The ruthless Xiao Yingxiong led the Lengyue Palace to charge forward.

All the people who came here this time were direct disciples trained by Xiao Yingxiong for many years. After giving an order, they rushed to kill the dark ghost one after another.

A trace of hostility and anger flashed in the dark ghost's eyes, and ghost claws flew all over the sky.

The sound of bang bang was endless, and the disciple who was hit by the ghost claw screamed, his heart was shattered before he landed, and he was in pain.

Not long after, more than [-] disciples were killed by the dark ghost, which made everyone fearful.

"Don't be afraid, kill quickly, don't give him a chance to breathe, the strength of his palm is getting weaker and weaker, and it's almost gone."

Xiao Yingxiong became the master of a sect, so he naturally had some foresight. At the beginning, his disciple was killed by the claws, but now he was only seriously injured, which undoubtedly shows the weakness of the dark ghost.

The dark ghost roared endlessly. The move of the dark spirit and blood dragon was a forbidden move that he had just created. He borrowed the special violent energy from the Berserk Stone and increased his combat power several times in an instant, which was enough to control this forbidden move.

It is a typical lore technique that injures the enemy by one thousand and self-damages eight hundred. At this time, most of the meridians in the body have been torn apart by the violent energy. A hundred years of life.

Paying such a high price to kill the old enemy Qian Lao is a ruthless person.

It's a pity that because of his weak strength, he was too impatient with the Lingzhu, and tried to scare off the people of Lengyue Palace with his aura, but left traces instead.

It is just a simple matter to get rid of Yingxiong Xiao and the others in normal times, but now this group of people have become their own kings of Hades, how can they not be resentful.

The dark ghost stared at Xiao Yingxiong fiercely, his eyes almost tore and devoured him, causing him to perish and suffer forever.