Shen Xing raised his head suddenly, his eyes were bloody, and he shouted in a low voice: "Demon Flame Silk!"

The black dragon suddenly froze in mid-air, no longer struggling and writhing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The next moment, with a loud "bang", the entire black dragon exploded out of thin air, a huge sound resounded through the sky, and the powerful power fluctuation centered on its location, suddenly spread wildly to the surroundings.

"Bang ......"

The fierce energy rushed in all directions, and many of them hit the ground and nearby peaks directly, hitting holes the size of thumbs, full of holes and a mess.

There are even some that hit Han Long directly, but there is a faint layer of golden light on the surface of Han Long's body, and those qi forces hit that layer of golden light, only causing ripples, but they have never been able to break through the protection of the golden light.

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By the time everything had calmed down, the black dragon had disappeared without a trace.

Shen Xing's figure was still hanging in the air, his head lowered, and the aura on his body was as if there was nothing on his body, as if the blow just now had consumed his mana.

Han Long looked at the other party quietly, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he was not in a hurry to step forward, but slowly withdrew the magic power of the one-word immobilization technique.

Shen Xing's body slowly fell downward, and the speed became faster and faster.

Who knows, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Shen Xing's falling body, suddenly, as if suddenly held by a giant hand, instantly stopped in mid-air, his lowered head was also raised, and his face became even paler, but the red light in his eyes not only did not fade, but became more intense, as if it contained infinite blood light.

I saw him grinning at Han Long, showing a hint of triumphant smile and saying, "Hurry!"

Rumble!

As if there was a thunder on a dry day on the ground, in the sky, up and down, front and back, left and right, countless black rays as fine as a hair suddenly appeared, all centered on Han Long, forming a large black net like a huge vacuum sphere, and a trace of fierce aura emanated from those black rays.

Looking at the appearance of those black mangs, it is clear that it is a miniature version of the black dragon just now, whether it is the appearance outline or the breath, all of them are the same, but the volume has been reduced countless times.

It depends on the situation, just now Shen Xing took advantage of that black dragon to explode into smoke, turning the demon flame into a silk-like size, and distributing it around Han Long, a type of demon flame turning into a silk supernatural power, showing that the control of his demonic flame supernatural power has reached an extremely exquisite level.

"Whew!" Shen Xing snorted.

As soon as his words fell, the black light in the sky seemed to be psychic, and immediately shot out at an unimaginable speed, covering the sky with Korean dragons.

Endless needle-like black rays surged like a tide, and the piercing sound of breaking the air converged to form a fierce roar, and the whistling sound was soul-grabbing, and before it was close, a powerful and incomparable pressure was squeezed from all directions.

Han Long's eyes flashed with coldness, and he didn't dodge, but just pinched the trick quickly with both hands, and shouted softly in his mouth: "Haotian Wuji, Spirit Void Armor!"

I saw that a dazzling five-colored light suddenly appeared from the center of his forehead, and as soon as this five-colored light appeared, it spread at an extremely fast speed, enveloping Han Long's entire person in an instant.

After the five-colored light flowed, a set of colorful strange armor wrapped Han Long's whole body tightly, and his eyes were also wrapped in a layer of crystal clear goggles.

Although it had been a long time since the Spirit Void Armor had been condensed, this time Han Long's magic technique was unleashed without the slightest hindrance, and it was still as smooth as flowing water.

At this time, the black mangs in the sky were approaching, up and down, left and right, front and back, and one after another, black rays as thin as steel needles, with the breath of killing everything, roaring.

At this time, if someone stood in the distance, they would find that the dense black mang, like a needle, filled the entire space around Han Long within a radius of tens of meters, no matter from which angle, it was an endless black mang, except for hard resistance, Han Long seemed to have no better way.

In fact, Han Long condensed all the Spirit Void Armor in order to resist this opponent's move.

A huge sound, suddenly sounded, like a meteorite hitting the planet, resounding through the world, I am afraid that this loud noise can be heard thousands of miles away, even the sky, are shaken, the ground under the feet, as if completely crushed by a terrifying hurricane, countless huge cracks like spider webs quickly extended to the surroundings, one after another huge cracks, it seems to be a huge mouth, as if witnessing the great power of the collision of immortal magic and magic skills

The aftermath of the powerful mana rippled wildly in all directions, and in the center of the collision of powers, a huge circular pit even appeared.

After about a quarter of an hour, the huge light and mana ripples gradually subsided, and the heaven and earth returned to clarity again, and the whirring yin wind blew, bringing up bursts of dead gray dust, and there was a dead silence.

Shen Xing had returned to normal at this time, but his face was relatively pale, he stared at where Han Long was just now, there was no smile on his face, but his brows were deeply locked, and his expression was solemn.

In that position, a figure stood quietly in mid-air, black hair fluttering in the wind, clothes were blown by the strong wind, the expression on his face was very flat, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a strange smile.

That person was Han Long, the Spirit Void Armor on his body that flashed with multicolored light had already been consumed in the power collision between Immortal and Demonic Skill just now, but he himself was unscathed because of the strong defensive power of the Spirit Void Armor, although a lot of mana was consumed, but he did not receive any damage.

He raised his head and looked at Shen Xing, his eyes were very calm, and he could even describe it as cold.

The originally solemn expression on Shen Xing's face, under Han Long's gaze, his heart couldn't help but shrink suddenly, and suddenly he had a feeling like facing a demon, and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart.

This kind of feeling would only appear when he faced those elders at the beginning, but Han Long's performance at this time reminded him of that feeling for no reason.

Shen Xing's heart trembled, the hairs on his body stood up, and he suddenly felt that what he had just done was wrong.

"Since you want to die, I will fulfill you!" Han Long's voice was cold, without a trace of emotion.

Shen Xing finally panicked at this time, he grew up in the demon world since he was a child, and he was used to seeing the killing between demons, especially those powerful trolls, who were usually ruthless, when he was trapped in the Demon Soul Abyss, he had also seen a lot of ruthless and ruthless people, but those were just something that could be imitated, not really ruthless, but at this time, Han Long's performance was a kind of ruthlessness that ignored the common people, as if all the people in the world were dogs, and everything could be killed, especially those eyes, which made him feel cold in his heart, and even his back was cold。

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To be continued.

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