God King of Myriad Realms

Chapter 63 [Black Dragon Pond, Unrivaled Style Four! 】

"Oooooooo-"

In the rainy season, the vast sky and earth are covered with dark clouds, and sometimes one or two flashes of thunder flash across.

More than a hundred meters long, the ferocious monster snake python hovered above the sky and swooped down. It launched a world-shattering and unique battle with thousands of monks who were at the level of "Martial Saint Realm and Martial Heaven Realm". bloody battle!
The young man in white clothes, spotless and elegant, walks leisurely, like a ghost, wandering outside the scope of the battle, looking for opportunities.

Ling Changsheng's eyes were fixed, and his mind swept the audience.

"Ninety-nine out of ten monks who are hot-headed and rush directly to fight the "Warcraft Flood Python"! Such people are either absolutely powerful, or they are destined to be cannon fodder. There must be more hot-headed cannon fodder. There are very few figures, calm and composed, choosing to be the same as myself, watching the changes."

Ah... ah.

The monster snake python opened its bloody mouth wide, and a dizzying smell of blood swept out.

Then, from the depths of the beast's mouth, a violent explosion burst out, drowning hundreds of monks in an instant.

There are only a handful of people who can survive the impact of this storm.

A storm killed "eight or ninety people", and the deterrence it caused was not insignificant.

"Evil animal, how dare you be presumptuous!" A mighty and domineering fist hit the back of the "Jiao Mang".

The indestructible ink-colored scales burst into cracks.

Can cause harm to Jiao Mang, this person is undoubtedly a "Ninth Heaven of Martial Heaven".

Thousands of monks, at the Wutian Jiuchongtian level, counted as less than 20 people.

... All gentlemen, take out your trump card to kill, otherwise it will be as difficult as going to heaven if you want to kill this beast.

"Wind Flame Technique!"

Pure palm!
Shattering Heaven Mahamudra...

Martial arts of different grades and attributes were released by hundreds of monks without hesitation.

At a glance, the sky is full of fire and lightning, the handprints of the strong wind, and the impact of the waves can be said to be overwhelming and beautiful.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
A large number of black scales were shattered, exposing thick flesh and blood.

The bloodthirsty and powerful dragon python suffered a lot after showing off its power for a moment.

"very good."

An old man in black robe who had never made a move from the beginning to the end, with a sinister smile, threw a glass bottle in his hand.

"Crack." The glass bottle hit the dragon python, and it was shattered. A little bit of green liquid penetrated the flesh and blood of the dragon python.

Hahaha.

That's "cartilage fluid."

The black-robed old man turned his back and laughed loudly: "As long as you touch cartilage fluid, monsters or humans, it doesn't matter whether you are in the Martial Heaven Realm or the Martial God Realm, within half an hour, your strength will drop sharply and you will be completely powerless."

"Great!"

Old stuff, with such a surprising "baby", why don't you take it out sooner!

"Aww~~" The dragon python whose body had been eroded by the "cartilage fluid" was indeed listless, groggy, and its vicious power gradually declined.

"The first form of the Heavenly Emperor's Sword Art, the Heavenly Emperor's sword drawing technique."

Swallowing out the blazing blood light, it is strange and prehistoric, and it starts with the immortal "Slaying Demon and Weeping Blood".

Ling Changqi exploded with extreme brilliance, "With one sweep of the sword, a beautiful and moving Wuxi perfect red sword light was born!"

This sword light is going forward indomitably, sinking into the universe, "It carries the spirit of the ancient emperor!"

clang!Click!
The scales on the hardest part of the Jiao Python's body cracked apart.

"Hiss...it's that evildoer."

The red giant sword in his hand will glow and emit aura, so it must be a "three-turn magic weapon".

Many people are secretly thinking about Ling Changsheng, but the current goal is still to hunt and kill monsters and pythons!

"Boom!"

The Black Dragon Pool was already in disarray, and the water in the pool spread, submerging the surrounding flowers, plants and trees.

Drenched in blood and wounded all over, the "Jiao Python" wailed and howled, soared straight up, and rushed into the dark clouds.

"Bastard, where are you running!" Several Wutian Ninth Layer powerhouses kicked their feet, and with the help of their pounding spiritual energy, they wanted Yukong to catch up.

As for the others, just watch eagerly, "If you don't reach the Martial Heaven Realm, you can't fly in the air! And at the peak of the Martial Heaven Realm, you can only fly a few hundred meters high if you die."

There was a bang, shaking the sky.

A flash of light covered all directions in the world.

The monster dragon, dying of breath, covered in charcoal and emitting white emerald smoke, fell from the sky.

"Haha, isn't this bastard's luck too bad? Was he killed by lightning?"

Now is the rainy season, and thunder is also common.

The unstoppable Jiaopyong, who was still showing off its might not long ago, lay half dead on the ground, its red eyes still unwilling to close.

A Martial Saint Realm can easily end it.

But after half a cup of tea, no one approached the "Jiao Mang".

Of the thousands of monks, 600 died, and more than 400 remained.

More than 400 monks who joined forces to suppress Jiao Mang are on guard against each other at this moment, and they are doing their own thing.

Ling Changsheng smiled brightly, and stood alone: ​​"The monks gathered here are all for the Jiao Dan, and the dying dragon is nothing to worry about! But there is only one "Jiao Pill", whoever is the first to go to grab the Jiao Pill, then It’s the first bird, the target of public criticism, and will inevitably be angered by everyone.”

Let the old man say something.

The black-robed old man who took out the "cartilage liquid" opened his mouth and said, "If we procrastinate like this, it will only increase the accident, or else we will send someone over there to disembowel the "Jiao Mang" and take out the Jiao Pill. Dan fell into whose hands, but it depends on God's will!"

good idea.

Several Wutian Jiuzhongtian experts nodded in agreement, looked left and right: "Who will go! The essence, blood and spleen of this beast is also a great tonic. Whoever is the first to take out the Jiaodan from the body of the dragon, except for the Jiaodan , Jiao Mang’s body is at his disposal.”

"Let me come." The voice that had been waiting for a long time resounded.

When everyone looked at it, it seemed that the handsome, mysterious and stalwart young man in white clothes caught his eyes.

"You?" Several Wutian Ninth Layer powerhouses felt uneasy.

"What? I am a martial master Jiuchongtian, and you are still worried that I will swallow the Jiaodan alone? I can't beat so many of you." Ling Changsheng shrugged his shoulders, his smile faded, as if he was joking, and there was no tension at all. .

"it is good."

you boy go. "The old man in black robe nodded."

Holding the Demon Slayer and Weeping Blood in his hand, Ling Changsheng took a stride and landed in front of Jiao Mang.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu."

"If I were you, I wouldn't come out if I hid under the Black Dragon Pool~~" Ling Changsheng sighed, and the demon-slashing blood burst out.

Whispering.

The belly of the dragon python was "blown dry and rotten" by the demon beheaded and weeping blood.

Strangely, not a single drop of blood flowed out when the belly was cut open.

"Gulu~~gulu" is half a foot wide, and the monster-like sword body is cheering and screaming, and it also makes the sound of swallowing the wind. It turns out that the blood flowing out of the broken belly of the dragon python was all given to the "killing monster and weeping blood". Suck away every drop of the demon sword.

(End of this chapter)