"Something is wrong. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Ye Xingchen's face froze, staring at the eight-limbed black Jiao lying motionless on the ground.

Everyone saw Ye Xingchen suddenly standing motionless, and they couldn't understand what Ye Xingchen was doing.

"What's wrong with Brother Ye, now is the right time to step forward and mend the knife and completely kill the eight-limbed black Jiao, why did you drop the chain in this joint eye?"

"Why don't we go forward and help Senior Brother Ye mend the knife. ”

As she spoke, Yao Qianxue stopped Yang Sen and the others.

"Don't go over!"

Her words changed sharply and continued: "Brother Xingchen has seen that something is wrong with the eight-limbed black Jiao, otherwise, it would not be possible to leave the eight-limbed black Jiao a chance to breathe. ”

Sure enough, this eight-limbed black Jiao did not fall to the ground completely because of the heavy damage to his heart, and he was unable to move, it was advancing.

Shout!

In less than ten breaths, the scales on the eight-limbed black Jiao's body became extremely dark, as if they had just crossed a layer of pitch-black molten iron, dark and shiny.

And the scale armor on its body swelled up as its body moved.

It's not that the scales are expanding, it's that the eight-limbed black Jiao is getting bigger.

Advanced demon beasts not only increase in strength, but also change their form.

"Advanced?" Yang Sen looked at the eight-limbed black Jiao in the distance in a panic.

If the eight-limbed black Jiao gets a huge resource, it can still advance to the Void Dragon.

Ye Xingchen couldn't understand why this eight-limbed black Jiao was able to advance with bruises all over his body.

"Not advanced!"

Ye Xingchen's pupils tightened, and he noticed that the eight-limbed black Jiao was not advancing, it was molting.

But the eight-limbed black Jiao has just molted for less than two hours, why did it molt again?

The eight-limbed black Jiao that molted twice a day, Ye Xingchen had heard of it for the first time.

Tremble!

The eight-limbed black Jiao molted extremely quickly, and the molt was completed in an instant.

If Ye Xingchen had rushed over to attack the eight-limbed black Jiao just now, there would undoubtedly be a death.

"That's what happened. ”

Ye Xingchen's gaze fell on the eight dragon claws of the eight-limbed black jiao, and finally understood why the eight-limbed black jiao was able to molt twice.

The first molt was to transform into a real eight-limbed black Jiao, which grew eight dragon claws.

The second molt is to transform in the posture of an eight-limbed black Jiao, making it stronger and bigger.

"Brother Ye Xingchen, be careful!"

Yao Qianxue's delicate body trembled, and suddenly, the eight-limbed black Jiao opened its mouth wide, revealing sharp fangs more than a meter long, and pounced towards Ye Xingchen's body.

The eight-limbed black Jiao is a "natural killer", they are not only good at hiding, but also good at attacking in an instant.

"So fast!"

The head of the eight-limbed black Jiao was like a flying arrow, and the degree of movement had already exceeded Ye Xingchen's mobility.

"It's too late. ”

Ye Xingchen had a clear aura in his mind, and he immediately shot to block the attack.

The eight-limbed black Jiao completely regarded Ye Xingchen as a prey, and the degree of bite was beyond the reach of other demon beasts.

The lightning-fast attack made Ye Xingchen have no time at all, and ran the power of the dragon source to block the attack.

Syllable!

Suddenly, Ye Xingchen stored strength with both hands, trying his best to stop the bite of the eight-limbed black Jiao, but the sharp fangs, under the control of its pure power, actually stabbed Ye Xingchen's chest.

Bang!

The eight-limbed black Jiao flicked it and made Ye Xingchen throw it seven or eight meters away.

"Ahem......"

Ye Xingchen coughed heavily, and a five-centimeter-deep stab appeared on his right chest, and blood infected his clothes.

"The power of a fourth-order high-level demon beast. ”

Ye Xingchen sensed from the blow just now, even the eight-limbed black Jiao who was seriously injured, his strength was equivalent to the strength of the eighth top of the Heavenly Extreme Realm.

Even if Ye Xingchen currently obtained the power of the dragon source of the Nine Fence Dragon Scales, he was not his opponent at all.

"Brother Xingchen......"

Yao Qianxue's little lips were white, and she was not lightly injured by the blow of the black Jiao of her eight limbs, and what she was most worried about now was Ye Xingchen.

It's not that she's worried about Ye Xingchen's injury, because she has a way to heal Ye Xingchen's injury easily, what she's worried about is whether Ye Xingchen can hold it.

Yang Sen and the others were also powerless to fight back in the face of this eight-limbed black Jiao, and their hopes were all pressed on Ye Xingchen's body, and at this moment, Ye Xingchen was bitten by the eight-limbed black Jiao, was seriously injured, was in danger, and fell into despair.

Shout!

The eight-limbed black Jiao was like lightning, and it swooped towards Ye Xingchen head-on again.

Immediately, Yao Qianxue took out an ice-blue needle from her slender little hand and shot it at the eyes of the eight-limbed black Jiao.

Bang!

Just as the eight-limbed black Jiao pounced on it, a "shield" condensed from true qi appeared in front of Ye Xingchen.

"Formation!"

At the moment of the moment, Mu Xin'er didn't know when she appeared, she was on Ye Xingchen's side.

"Hmph......" Mu Xin'er snorted and shook her cheek disdainfully.

She didn't want to make a move, but she couldn't help but cast a sealing formation, temporarily allowing Ye Xingchen to resist this blow.

If he was bitten again by the eight-limbed black dragon, his injuries would become more serious.

Mu Xin'er appeared at the right time, but the next moment, it made everyone even more unexpected.

The eight-limbed black Jiao actually raised its thick tail and attacked Mu Xin'er.

When a huge tail swept down from mid-air, it was like a huge stone pillar falling, and the degree of the explosion was so fast that even a martial artist in the Heavenly Extreme Realm could not avoid the blow of the eight-limbed black Jiao's tail bombardment.

Shout!

Almost at the same time, a small ice-blue needle pierced into the eye of the eight-limbed black Jiao with unmistakable accuracy.

Suddenly, the eight-limbed black Jiao swept away, and its tail was deflected by half a meter, and it fell from Mu Xin'er's side, and a deep crack immediately appeared on the ground that was bombarded.

But after the tail of the eight-limbed black Jiao slammed to the ground, it swept away again, blasting Mu Xin'er more than ten meters away.

Mu Xin'er staggered to her feet, but she didn't stand for long, her delicate body was soft, and she was next to a big rock.

Bang!

The eight-limbed black tail swept towards Ye Xingchen's face, immediately causing Ye Xingchen's body to receive a powerful impact, and the whole person flew backwards for more than ten meters and fell next to Mu Xin'er.

Ye Xingchen gently wiped the blood from his lips, looked at the eight-limbed black Jiao in front of him, and still chattered towards this side, not giving Ye Xingchen a chance to breathe.

He glanced at his right arm, and a cold color bloomed in his pupils.

"Are you going to fully unleash the power of the dragon source?"

Ye Xingchen's clenched fists were trembling slightly, completely releasing the power of the dragon source of the Nine Fence Dragon Scales, with his current cultivation, he couldn't control it at all.

Once the dragon source power in the body enters the rampaging stage, there is no way to return to the sky.

"What is this?"

Suddenly, a majestic fluctuation of true power appeared in Ye Xingchen's body.

Rumble!