Boom –

The tall red beast came out of the depths of the forest, and everyone was shocked, except for Xiao Yin, who still had a disgusted expression.

The giant beast was ten feet high, and its thick dragon tail swept away, flying several large trees, and the huge hind limbs stepped on it, and the earth shattered and dusted as a result.

The blood-red scales were a little dazzling, and the whole body exuded a bloody aura, as if it came from hell. What surprised Bai Feng even more was the pair of sturdy front paws, which were three feet long and the blades slashed, causing the trees to fall in large pieces, leaving a section of stumps in the silent roar.

The dragon's head was raised, the huge jaw seemed to be able to bite everything, the blood pupil looked at Ying Long in the sky, and the low dragon groan exploded, full of a murderous aura, as if it was declaring war!

"This is the Blood Hell Tyrant Dragon!

Feeling the breath on the Blood Hell Tyrant Dragon, Bai Feng couldn't help but sigh, this is a natural tyrant!

It is said that in ancient times, there was a peerless fierce beast among the dragon clan, the Blood Hell Emperor Dragon. Its strength reached the peak of the Void Realm, and it was as famous as the three dragon emperors at that time, and was known as the Blood Emperor.

But the Blood Emperor was too fierce by nature, and he was ambitious, arrogant, and unwilling to condescend to be the emperor, and provoked the patriarch of the Dragon Clan at that time several times, the supreme Ancient Dragon Emperor, the Tianqian Holy Dragon Emperor!

How existed the Dragon Emperor, how could the Blood Emperor easily provoke it?

One move, the arrogant and conceited Blood Prison Emperor Dragon at that time, poured out all the Taoism he had learned all his life, but he was still unable to defeat the Dragon Emperor's casual move, and the Blood Emperor was wiped out from then on. As a result, the Blood Hell Emperor Dragon clan gradually declined, and even perished, leaving only the bloodline of the Blood Hell Tyrant Dragon, a branch with a broken bloodline.

Although it is only a branch, the brutality of its bloodline is comparable to that of ordinary Celestial Dragons!

"Hehe, Bloody Tyrant Dragon, it's just in time, come on, show your wildness, roar!"

On the high platform, Qin Long looked at the Blood Hell Tyrant Dragon, his eyes were full of greed, and he smiled fiercely. Suddenly looking at a hill in the distance, the corners of his mouth raised.

"Bai Feng, how is it, are you sure?"

Lin Xi looked at the Blood Hell Tyrant Dragon and couldn't help but smile bitterly, that Blood Hell Tyrant Dragon, the strength should have reached the top grade of the Earth Spirit Beast, between the two, the difference is not as simple as a few grades, it is an existence that can fight with the powerhouses of the Heavenly Soul Realm!

Unexpectedly, in the face of Lin Xi's inquiry, Bai Feng actually smiled.

"Of course there is, do you think I'll do what I'm not sure about?"

Ang –

Ying Long in the sky roared at the Blood Hell Tyrant Dragon, and the Blood Hell Tyrant Dragon appeared here at this time, which was undoubtedly offended by it, so an expulsion order must be issued.

But, is it possible to drive away a Blood Hell Tyrant Dragon? Even if this is not its territory, with its brutal nature, it is impossible to leave, either occupy this place or die here!

The Blood Hell Tyrant Dragon raised his head to the sky and let out a low dragon groan, the huge dragon claws waved, and the blood-red flames burned on the blade, which was its natal path fire, and the bloody aura was permeated, and the huge body rushed towards Ying Long, and every time the huge hind claws fell, the earth shook and cracked.

Seeing this, Ying Long directly opened his wings, raised his head to the sky and roared, the dragon's groan resounded through the sky, and the big river below set off a stormy wave, his wings shook, and the huge waves slapped towards the Blood Hell Tyrant Dragon like a mountain and a sea.

In the face of the approaching waves, the Blood Hell Tyrant Dragon snorted coldly in disdain, waved his right claw, and the blood-red flames continued to converge on the three-zhang long blade, forming five light blades, and the breath rose rapidly, and some of the weaker soldiers in the distance were so frightened that they sat on the ground, trembling constantly, and ran away with a roll.

The red blade of light slashed, and with a series of afterimages, it fell on the huge wave, and the blood-red flames rose, and the huge wave directly evaporated into a mist! At the same time, five blood-red blades of light tore through the air and fell towards Ying Long.

"Tyrant Dragon Claw!" Lin Shiying said in surprise.

"The reason why the Blood Hell Tyrant Dragon is powerful is not only because it has a huge body, but also because it has a pair of extremely sharp dragon claws, and through these dragon claws, it can cast a spirit called the Tyrant Dragon Claw, which is the famous work of the Blood Hell Emperor Dragon! Although the bloodline is not pure, this spirit has been well preserved. ”

Bai Feng looked at the five terrifying blood-red light blades, and recalled what Chasing Wind had told him at the beginning: If you meet the Blood Hell Tyrant Dragon outside, unless you have the strength to completely suppress it, you must not fight against it, and avoid it if you can!

Five blood-red blades of light quickly approached, Ying Long's wings shook, the surrounding aura flickered, and the majestic aura continued to burst out, converging into seven black hole-like blue vortices, and all the surrounding aura was swallowed by it.

The aura quickly converged, and seven blue rays shot out from the whirlpool, distorting the space, shooting directly at the five blood-red light blades.

Bang –

A huge roar sounded, and the powerful aura fluctuations raged in an instant, and the ground was dusty, the wind swept away, and the fog was shrouded, and it was impossible to see the scene clearly.

When everyone was taken aback, a blood-red light suddenly flashed through the mist, followed by a passionate dragon groan.

Bang!

The wind swept through, and when the fog broke, everyone present let out a cry of surprise, and a chill welled up in their hearts.

The massive body of the Blood Hell Tyrant Dragon still stood there, the aura of slaughter spreading, and the earth under his feet shattered a large piece.

That Ying Long was a little embarrassed at this time, the attack just now could not stop the tyrant dragon claw, and in the end, Ying Long was still hit by one of the blood-red light blades, cutting off a few dragon scales, and a few feathers on his wings, and blood was spilled, but fortunately, it was not so serious.

Falling down, Ying Long roared again, his wings slapped into the sky, soaring up hundreds of meters, and then swooped down, a large cloud of mist wrapped his body, constantly rotating, like a streamer, directly approaching the Blood Hell Tyrant Dragon, the speed was so fast that it was dazzling, and it looked like it was about to hit it.

Ang –

The Blood Hell Tyrant Dragon let out a long roar, and the Tyrant Dragon's claws broke through the air again.

Ying Long's streamer looked like it was about to collide, but at the last moment, he turned a corner, flew to the side, dodged the attack, and opened his wings violently, like two long knives, directly slashing the right shoulder of the Blood Hell Tyrant Dragon, causing its huge body to almost fall, and blood gushing out.

As soon as the move succeeded, Ying Long did not stop, and once again turned into a streamer and dived upward, but this time he did not attack quickly, but kept wandering around it, waiting for an opportunity to move.

The Blood Hell Tyrant Dragon raised its claws, stared at the dazzling streamer in front of him, and let out a low dragon groan.

The situation suddenly came to an impasse, and no one could help anyone!

"Bai Feng, which side do you think can win?"

The situation became a stalemate, Lin Xi frowned slightly, and asked Bai Feng.

"In terms of strength, the Blood Hell Tyrant Dragon should be slightly better than Ying Long, but with the advantage of flying and extremely fast speed, Ying Long's overall strength is not low, and it is difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat. ”

Bai Feng looked at the two, frowned, and analyzed Lin Xi, this situation, it is difficult to see the advantages and disadvantages.

Suddenly, just as Bai Feng was busy analyzing, Xiao Yin beside him roared angrily, and Bai Feng hurriedly turned around, his face becoming serious.

I saw a group of people standing behind him, most of them wearing soldier clothes, led by a yellow-haired middle-aged man, and a two-meter-tall yellow-haired lion standing next to him was Qin Long!

Qin Long's gaze fell on Lin Xi, revealing a bit of evil, and he smiled at the two of them playfully, with a little coldness.

"Two of you, is the play good?"