Zhu Minglang retreated to the previous fork in the road, and when the other party was about to crash into him, he jumped back with a sword volley, skillfully dodging the terrifying soul of this Golden Giant Ridge.

"Boom !!!" thunder and lightning and the storm hit a fork in the valley together, and the fork in the road collapsed because of this terrifying force, and the valley road was buried.

At a pile of broken rock walls, the golden giant ridge walked out of it, and the heavy rocks that had originally pressed on him floated inexplicably, and were constantly shattered in its golden giant's breath, constantly being crushed into dust.

He was extremely arrogant, looking down at Zhu Minglang who was flying low with a flying sword like a god.

He grinned, glanced around for a short time, and said cruelly: "There is no one else here, I want to see who can protect your dog's life, you people of the nether realm, no matter how penance, it is impossible to compete with us gods, how many come, how many we kill!!"

Zhu Minglang also looked around.

There are really no people, the battlefield is mainly in the narrow road just now, and there is such a thick fog that even if there are men and horses on both sides fighting, they basically can't see what they are doing.

Singled......

I didn't plan to expose my full strength too early.

But if you quickly eliminate your opponent without revealing your strength, there is still no need to tie yourself too much.

After all, this is a battlefield, and either you die or I die.

"Let me tear you apart!!" the Golden Ridge General roared again.

He rolled up his golden frenzy, and the loft-like giant mountain rushed at him again, and he burst with incredible speed and power, as if a huge series of sand dunes were moving towards him.

Zhu Minglang didn't dodge this time, he stretched out his right palm, and a dark pattern appeared in his palm.

The pattern formed black ripples, rippling in the air, and the area of the passage suddenly fell, turning into black holes.

Gradually, the hole turned into an abyss, more like a black hole that could swallow everything in heaven and earth, and the black ripples were no longer soft and calm, but turned into a turbulent whirlpool!

When the golden giant mountain was about to rush towards Zhu Minglang, he found himself in an area where even the air had turned into a black quagmire.

His strength was difficult to exert in this black quagmire, and his speed slowed down inexplicably, and he used all his strength to bombard the surroundings, but it was as soft and weak as hitting the sea!

The golden giant mountain vented his anger in a burst of annoyance, he punched all around, kicked the ground, and the golden giant's breath swept through the black swamp material around him, and the thunder and lightning attached to his body spread even more wantonly......

But he still couldn't break free, and the monster power of a giant that was enough to bulldoze the mountains and fill the sea couldn't be exerted at all.

He raised his head and roared, but suddenly saw an evil creature hanging upside down in the dark and deep height, it had a cold eye, colorful star-dark scales all over its body, and a wing like a black silk robe gracefully wrapped most of its body, leaving only a long, slender tail......

It is like a quagmire abyss, more like a dark canopy, and the dragon that hangs down gracefully from the canopy is more like the lord of darkness, looking at his prey, with a little contempt, with a little teasing!

"It's you who are alone!" Zhu Minglang's voice sounded.

This golden giant ridge general Mo Hu was still a little disdainful at first, but after the phantom giant, they had nothing to fear at all.

But after gradually feeling the aura of the ruler and feeling the dark dragon king's contemplative dragon domain, he began to feel uneasy.

Regardless of this strange ability, it could easily drag itself into a black abyss, and the dragon breath emitted by the down-and-down dragon alone made it shudder.

"Median ...... Median King Level!!" The Golden Giant Ridge General Mo Hu suddenly realized this.

A Median Dragon King!!

"Nine Secluded Execution Grounds!" Zhu Minglang said coldly.

The Heavenly Demon Dragon was already very willing to communicate with Zhu Minglang, and some of the abilities it possessed also appeared in Zhu Minglang's mind like a memory.

This is one of the abilities comprehended by the middle dragon king, similar to a kind of spider web trap, which can be slowly arranged, waiting for the enemy to fall into it recklessly, of course, this Nine Shadows Execution Ground is not as soft as a spider web, and it is definitely not an easy thing for king-level creatures to get rid of it.

And in it, no matter how strong the scale shell, how extraordinary the flesh armor, and how solid the body is, it will be corroded little by little in the Nine Shadows Mire, and the thick dark turbidity will make the soul entangled in pain and torment!

The execution ground is meant to be executed!

The Golden Ridge General could no longer see a single ray of light at this point, and he could only see the Dark Lord approaching like an executioner.

Let his body and soul rot first, then slowly destroy his spirit and will, and finally put a noose on this golden giant mountain when he is exhausted!

When he obtained the power of this transfiguration mountain giant god, Mo Hu felt that he was strong enough to tear everything apart, and there was nothing in this world that could stop him, but just such a dragon herder ended his life so easily.

Suffocation, increased pain.

It's like being tied up in a valley and watching those disgusting bugs crawl onto you.

The suffocation intensified, death came, and the golden giant mountain was full of giant god and monster power, and in the end, he still couldn't get rid of the dark execution.

"It doesn't seem like they're in a good place. Zhu Minglang came to this conclusion.

The strength is infinite, and the heavenly general possesses the body, but in the face of the treacherous killing of the Heavenly Demon Dragon, even if this kind of giant mountain general shows the strength of the king-level realm, there is no room for struggle.

It is worthy of being the ultimate evolutionary variety of the Mourning Dragon, the Heavenly Demon Dragon is simply an artist in terms of killing, quietly killing the enemy, not alarming the surrounding grass and trees, and not having the momentum of shaking the mountains, but this king-level golden giant mountain will die like this.

The only pity is that the soul that has been eroded by the turbidity of darkness will affect the quality of its soul harvesting and brewing beads, and the cultivation of the Heavenly Demon Dragon is much higher than that of the other party, no matter how carefully he obliterates the life of the Golden Giant Ridge General, his soul is still a little broken.

If the quality is low, the quality is low, it's a king-level soul bead...... Hey, what's the situation?

Looking at the earth-colored soul bead on his palm, Zhu Minglang himself was surprised, because this golden giant mountain general's soul bead was not king-level at all!

Monarch Soul Orb??

How is this possible!

No matter how broken the soul is, no matter how huge the disparity in strength exists during the battle, it is impossible to change the level of the soul orb.