On the huge island where the Abyss is located.

Xu Yang and the others fought with the princes of the East China Sea Grand Palace.

The second prince of the red robe first challenged Xu Yang. His body has turned into scales, his soul power has increased greatly, and he has unleashed the killing move of "Red Scale Fury".

I saw that the two princes in the red robe clenched their fists and smashed out, their fists weathered, and a red scale Jiao of dozens of zhang in size, with bloody eyes and angry mouth, sharp corners and sharp claws, pounced out, setting off a monstrous red wave.

Xu Yang decisively faced the battle, he activated the power of the dark scales he had just obtained, wearing a set of crystal dazzling black scale battle armor, his combat power was bursting, and he responded to the enemy with the ultimate move "Dark Scale Fury".

The same fists were smashed out, the fist wind condensed, and a black flame ignited on the surface of the body, and a huge black scale Jiao with a hundred feet flew out, black eyes, black double horns, black hook teeth, and black claws.

The two collide with each other.

"Boom!"

It was like a scale Jiao from ancient times competing for hegemony, the red and black scales did not give in to each other, and the void was neatly divided into red and black.

Boiling, scorching, bursting.

Where the two fists met, the void was torn apart by the cobweb-like silver cracks, and the wind rumbled and spread like a tide.

After a moment of stalemate, the winner was revealed.

"Puffy!"

The huge impact force smashed on the body of the second prince in the red robe, and his whole body flew upside down like a cannonball before he could barely stand firm.

The original scaly body of the second prince in the red robe quickly retreated back to its original appearance, and he couldn't help but feel a sharp pain that almost tore his soul, his throat was sweet, and with a pop, a blood red spurted out.

"What a powerful disciple of the Heavenly Ghost Sect, this?" The second prince in the red robe looked surprised, and his eyes revealed fear of the strong. He only felt that the bones and muscles of his body were as if they had been beaten a hundred times by a thousand pounds of hammer, and the pain was extremely sore, and he could no longer muster the slightest strength. The whole palm of his hand trembled, but he couldn't clench his fist.

Fortunately, the second prince of the red robe was born with a red scale body, which is quite strong. Otherwise, this blow will be the end of broken bones and bones, and the collapse of the body.

Xu Yang then flew back with the force of the shock, and his whole body was also sore. Fortunately, there is a black-scale battle armor body, and the impact force does not cause too much pressure on the divine soul.

Looking at the opposite side, Xu Yang exhaled a long breath, and used his dolphin splitting brain technique to urge the Yuehua Jue and the Red Blood Alchemy Technique on the left and right, which had an exponential effect compared to before. The surface of every bone in his body was a little crystal shining, as if the moon was flowing, and every muscle was washed by the powerful power of blood soul. In just a few breaths, the discomfort in the bones and muscles disappeared completely.

Xu Yang looked at his fist, quite surprised by the power of the punch he had just struck, and he was also very satisfied with the defense of the black scale battle armor.

"Xiao Hei, the black scale armor you conjured up has very strong offensive and defensive capabilities, what I didn't expect was that it would be so compatible with my ghost dao skills. Xu Yang couldn't help but say.

"Master Xu Yang, in time, you will know the true strength of my Dark Scales. Stygian said triumphantly.

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The other side.

Led by the golden-robed prince, the purple-robed three princes, the green-robed five princes and the blue-robed six princes united to attack the Guigu Changyang.

The scale demon domains of the four of them were superimposed, urging an incomparably powerful combined attack technique.

In the four-color demon domain, ripples rolled, and a four-headed scale Jiao with a size of dozens of zhang drilled out of it. Four heads, each of different colors, golden, purple, green, blue, bobbing their heads and tails, their shapes are terrifying.

Guigu Changyang calmly dealt with it, showing the domineering and resoluteness of the peak swordsman.

"Rain Demon Slash!"

The blade fell, rolling like thunder, full of hundreds of feet, and its shape was like a jiao. I can't tell if it's a scale or a blade, maybe the blade is a scale, and the scale is the blade.

The knife is like rain, and the knife is as strong as a demon.

"Boom!"

The four-headed scale Jiao and the rain demon scale Jiao collided in the air.

Golden, purple, green, and blue, four-colored thunder danced wildly, and powerful electricity grabbed through the void.

But just a moment later, three of the four-headed scales collapsed under the blade of the Rain Demon Slash.

"Whew!"

With a wail, the whole move collapsed and scattered.

A four-foot-long golden blade flew backwards, clicked on a rock fifty feet away, and sank into the hilt.

The ultimate move was broken, and the powerful anti-shock force devoured it like a tiger's mouth. The four princes in the golden robes, the three princes in the purple robes, the five princes in the green robes and the six princes in the blue robes, who were originally connected in a row with their shoulders on the front and back, were all lifted by the wind and fell to the ground, leaving only moans all over the ground.

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Meanwhile.

The white-robed two-horned young man who didn't seem to make a move looked at Liu Haiyu in front of him in a daze, his slightly immature face showed hesitation, and he secretly wondered in his heart: "Before, my father told me that I got the atmospheric luck descended from the Eight Scales, and I have the real Eight Scales bloodline, and I have eight times the magic power of the ordinary Scales bloodline, and I just used this powerful illusion power to not be able to match Liu Haiyu on the other side, how strong is the soul power of this person in front of me?"

Thinking of this, the white-robed two-horned young man looked back at the battleship docked in the distance. The Great Emperor of the East China Sea, dressed in a golden python robe on the battleship and with two horns in his head, was looking at him intently.

The defeat of the other princes did not make the East China Sea Emperor disappointed and dissatisfied in the slightest, and he believed that his youngest son, a firstborn son with two horns like him, would eventually recover his decline.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, do you want Weichen to come over and help. Those thieves are too strong, and the safety of several princes is at stake. The gold-armored general on the side, Bo Luo, suggested repeatedly.

The Great Emperor's face did not change, he waved his hand, and then said in a firm tone: "Look at the performance of the Eighth Emperor." ”

Hearing this, the gold-armored general Bo Luo took a step back and stopped making a sound.

Although the two are far apart, they seem to be facing each other, which is the father's hope and trust in his son. The white-robed young man saw it, and saw that his father, who was already old, was smiling and nodding at him, and he also nodded in return, muttering, "Father." ”

A father's love is like a mountain.

The white-robed two-horned young man turned his head, and there was no panic in his eyes, only the pride and confidence of the East China Sea Scale Jiao royal family. He was sure that he, like his father, was an orthodox scaly bloodline with two horns, which was the honor of the scaly royal family, and there was zero tolerance for failure.

"Liu Haiyu, the fight between us has just begun. The white-robed two-horned young man pointed to Liu Haiyu opposite him with his hand and said loudly.

Liu Haiyu didn't answer, the surface was still as still as water, but there was a wave in his heart.

"The white-robed young man on the opposite side is by no means simple, such a powerful illusion power, if it weren't for the fact that I had comprehended a trace of Dao Source power in the Dao Holy Lotus Pond, I am afraid that just now, the outcome would be unpredictable. ”

can make Liu Haiyu's powerful Dao heart fluctuate, and the strength displayed by the white-robed two-horned boy can also be called powerful.

Seeing that Liu Haiyu ignored him, the white-robed two-horned young man awkwardly withdrew his finger pointing at Liu Haiyu.

"Humph!"

With a light snort, the white-robed young man pinched out the strange trick with both hands, and above his fingertips, the eight colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, and black fluorescent flowed, and there was a rumbling sound.

Suddenly, a powerful force erupted with a pair of sharp horns on the white-robed young man's forehead, and a pillar of eight-colored light shot straight into the sky.

High in the sky, the eight-colored pillar of light seemed to penetrate the void, and what remained in front of him was an eight-colored magic circle with a size of 100 acres and slowly circling. Above the eight-color magic circle, a large number of strange runes flowed non-stop.

"Eight Divergent Connections!"

As the white-robed young man shouted.

It is a hundred acres in size, and the arc is chaotic in the eight-color formation that covers the heaven and earth, and the demon wind is everywhere, and there are faintly huge monsters slowly descending from it.

"Such a powerful soul power, he can actually urge a formation spell of such a scale with his own strength. Liu Haiyu on the other side couldn't help but be surprised.

Liu Haiyu has made great achievements in the formation of the formation, and he can see at a glance the strength of the opponent's formation.

"Whew!"

With a terrifying beast roar, the surface of the East China Sea within a radius of 100 miles shook with a gust of relief, and the huge waves set off were connected into pieces.

In an instant, the sky and the sea changed color.

I saw that an eight-headed scaly giant beast with a blue-gray body and the size of a hundred zhang twisted out of the formation. The eight heads of this giant beast bared their teeth and mouthed angrily, stirring the heavens and the earth, rumbling like thunder.

Beast of prey.

Humber.

Fierce beasts.

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"Eighth Prince, I didn't expect that at such a young age, you could really withstand the luck of the Eight Scales descended by the deity. This time, since you can summon me, I will approve of you. The beast with eight heads in the sky said in a loud voice.

Its sound is like thunder, and it spreads for hundreds of miles.

On the battleship, the Great Emperor of the East China Sea showed a satisfied look on his old face, bowed his head frequently, and whispered in his mouth: "My son, in the future, the eight different lines will depend on you." ”

Bo Luo, the golden-armored general on the side, saw the Eight Scales Jiao, his eyes showed a color of faith, as if an electric current had added to his body, he couldn't help but shudder, and hurriedly bowed.

The soldiers of the Scales Jiao tribe on the thirty warships seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and they were all excited, waving the weapons in their hands while shouting in unison: "Eight Scales, Mighty East China Sea, God of Faith, Longevity and Heaven Qi ......"

"I didn't expect that the eighth child really got the inheritance of the Eight Scales, and it was ridiculous to think that a few of us had secretly competed for the crown prince for many years. The golden-robed prince said with a wry smile.

"How can it be the eighth? He's just a kid. The second prince in the red robe said with an unwilling look.

"It's okay, the eighth brother became the crown prince, and even the emperor in the future, maybe the best result. The purple-robed third prince said secretly.

The green-robed Fifth Prince and the Blue-robed Sixth Prince had been stunned by the Ghost Valley Changyang's move at this moment, and the two were lying together, arm in arm, not knowing what was happening in front of them?

"What a powerful monster. Seeing this, Xu Yang exclaimed. He felt a strong pressure, it was the pressure of a high-level cultivator against a low-level cultivator.

"Master Xu Yang, don't worry. It's just a doppelganger of that guy from Yachi. With the ability of these eight princes, it is far from enough to summon the body of that eight-headed boy here. Xu Yang's ears heard the sound of dark scales.

"There really are eight heads in this world, and it looks like it's enough to cut for a while. There was no fear in Guigu Changyang's blue-gray eyes, and he teased.

"Changyang boy, don't underestimate the doppelganger of this eight-scale Jiao. Back then, neither I nor the big black man were rivals to its body. The sound of the Grey Scale Jiao came from the scabbard.

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Liu Haiyu glanced back, Yun Qiao'er, who was supported by Azhu with his hand, and her body was in a weak state.

"Ahem, ahem. Yun Qiao'er coughed lightly, her beautiful eyes looked up slightly, looked at Liu Haiyu's gaze, and said affectionately: "Haiyu, be careful." ”

Liu Haiyu nodded, then turned around, his eyes were full of determination, and said indifferently: "Let me come." ”