The call of the dragon god was accompanied by the pain in his body, and Liu Xiaoming woke up in a daze, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he was hit by countless light cannons.

"Uh...."

"Uh..."

His vision was blurred, and Liu Xiaoming only heard the resolute voice of the dragon god in his mind.

"Choice..."

"Important. ruined..."

Liu Xiaoming tried to ask, he didn't understand, maybe everything was so important, maybe he never had something important.

The example of the dragon god has been recalled in the mind, props, he has nothing. Weapons, starry sky. The revenge of the future, the battles of the past, and the companionship of the starry sky sword are indispensable.

"Companion... I will never give up.. The "

"All!"

During the destruction of the divine power, the young swordsman was silent for a moment.

When the dragon god's words came to this, Liu Xiaoming's heart trembled, his eyes were empty, and it seemed that his memory was gone at this moment.

The dragon god's rich voice echoed in his ears, and his vicissitudes of life unconsciously showed a satisfied smile.

The immature voice of the Starry Sky Sword came, but before she could speak, the power of the dragon god filled Liu Xiaoming's body, his empty eyes flashed with golden light, white scales appeared on his face, and sharp white dragon horns grew on his head.

The limbs expanded and became huge, and the hands and feet turned into dragon limbs and nails, revealing an eerie edge. Liu Xiaoming opened his mouth, his mouth full of fangs and sharp teeth let out a roar, the dragon wings stretched out behind him, and the golden light of the dragon god surged out with a roar.

Feeling the strange changes under the light cannon, the Swift God stopped attacking. Accompanied by a mighty dragon roar, the astonishing waves of golden light qi erupted in front of the eyes of the speeding god, shaking the body and mind.

"You..."

The swift god was speechless in surprise, and the swordsman in front of him became more primitive and wild, and now Liu Xiaoming was a real dragon man.

Roar ————

The dragon god roared, Liu Xiaoming came to the front in the blink of an eye, and the fast walking god didn't wait for a reaction, and the golden light filled his sight, only to hear a loud bang, like a cannonball exploding, a figure flew out at the speed of sound.

A golden light turned into a meteor and followed closely at the speed of light, and the speedy god in mid-air hurriedly adjusted his body, and just raised his head, the golden light flashed in front of him again.

Subconsciously dodged to the right, the sharp dragon claws slashed across his cheeks, and the Swift God gasped, gritted his teeth, and released a seven-seven-eighty-eight move bombardment on Liu Xiaoming's body.

The unexpected punch hit the swordsman in the cheek, and just as the fast god was secretly happy in his heart, he found that the right arm that was stretched out was bending, and Liu Xiaoming's crooked neck was struggling to be straightened.

"What!?"

"Heh..."

The swordsman let out a deep voice, a golden flame of rage floating from his mouth, and a punch at the speed of light slammed into the chest of the Swift God.

"Ugh!"

How could the swift god who was unwilling to give in connived, and the two of them fought each other with fists and feet, and the swift god used this extreme speed to suppress Liu Xiaoming's movements, but after dozens of rounds, he found that the enemy's skin was as hard as steel.

"Huh!"

The green divine power light and flames wrapped around his limbs, and the swift god shouted angrily and swung his fists and kicks.

Knock knock! Bang! Bang!

After a few moves, the swordsman in front of him had a flat expression, but the speeding god had a blank face, his eyes were wide and bloodshot, and his expression seemed to be unwilling to believe everything now.

At the end of the enemy's attack, Liu Xiaoming's green tendon riot was about to fight back, and the punch of the Swift Wandering God swung again and again, but Liu Xiaoming's body retreated backwards, dodged a move, and opened the dragon's mouth at a very fast speed, biting the arm that the Swift Wandering God had no time to retract.

"You mad dog!"

The god of speed scolded, and punched out ten thousand punches, "bang, bang....." and bombarded Liu Xiaoming's body.

Liu Xiaoming raised his arms unhurriedly, and his fists gathered the power of the dragon god. With a thunderous roar in the sky, a figure flew out at the speed of light, all the way from the glacier to the land, smashing through the mountains before stopping.

In the sky, the swordsman chewed the bloodstained arm in his mouth godlessly, suddenly smiled slightly, fanned the dragon wings behind him, soared in the sky, and enjoyed the freedom of nature, sometimes hiding in the clouds, sometimes flying out, spitting out the delicate dragon flame like sparks.

He soared, enjoying the feeling of the air rushing to his face, and he opened his mouth and let out a roar of pleasure.

Roar—————— roar——————

The Swift God lay on the ground, and the former secondary gods were now in a state of embarrassment. Looking at the figure in the sky and listening to the deafening roar, he couldn't help but smile helplessly.

A golden light shot down from the clouds, and a gorgeous figure descended from it. The swordsman changed his savage state, and his white clothes were covered in gold, and the white filaments of light faintly appeared on his clothes under the golden light.

The man was full of energy, his face was white and angular, no longer revealing melancholy, and a pair of majestic golden eyes were unfathomable. He came down from the Light, and he came like a king.

With the footsteps, the beasts in a radius stopped moving, raised their heads and looked at the place where the golden light was, their eyes full of admiration. The mountains, the earth, the rivers, the grass and trees seemed to hold their breath at this moment, quietly staring at the man in front of them.

He ignores nature and is proud of everything in heaven and earth, and the secondary gods below him are as humble and weak as ants. The golden pupils locked onto the god below, and the man opened his golden mouth slightly, and his deep and youthful voice hit the god's body and mind like thunder.

"Swift God!"

"Uh! Liu Xiaoming... You.. In the end, it worked..."

"Well, thanks to you, I have access to this supreme power. Liu Xiaoming looked at his clenched fists, obviously his whole body was almost the same as that of a human being, but he could feel that the power at this moment surpassed that of the gods.

"Hehe, congratulations, boy. Presumably, the power gained has also lost something. ”

"Lost?" Liu Xiaoming was silent, he tried to remember but couldn't think of what he had lost.

The voice of the little starry sky was immediately heard.

"Little starry sky?"

"I don't know, I remember everything about you. ”

"Hey..."

"Hehe, hahaha. ”

At this time, the heroic laughter of the fast god came from below, and Liu Xiaoming asked puzzledly:

"What's the laugh about? I really can't see that you're quietly releasing water in the middle of the battle?" the swordsman sneered.

"Haha, you kid is really smart. Hmph, I'll tell you the truth, that's not a release of water, it's all I have left. ”

"Oh?"

"Before I came, I was kidnapped by Lord Vilia and wasted most of my demidivine power. And I, on the other hand, was thrown down to accompany you to practice and help you grow, and it seems that my mission has ended. I surrender, oh, Lord Vilia really didn't see the wrong person..."

"What's next? The people of the Divine Realm won't let you go easily. ”

"Heh, the god realm..."The god smiled bitterly, and at this moment, the space between the two was distorted, and the door of the rose opened, and the coercion brought by the tall and indifferent figure of the woman made the two of them amazed.

"What!?old woman?!"

Liu Xiaoming was secretly surprised, he who had obtained the power of the dragon god would have such a great fear of Wei Liya's spiritual pressure.

"I can hear you very clearly!" Vilia complained with a slight displeasure.

"Velia.. My lord.. yes, it's time." The Swift God looked at Velia's figure and seemed to understand something.

"It's good that you know. Thank you for your dedication, O God of Swiftness. ”

Veria's face was cold and flat, and she looked at the god in front of her and slowly approached.

"I don't communicate much, but I like it that you can tell right from wrong. Farewell, then, O swift God, and as a reward I will give your divine power to that child and witness the dawn of victory with us. ”

As Vilia spoke, a pitch-black blade appeared in her hand, and the black aura wrapped around the blade was desperate.

"Hey, old woman, you're going to kill him?"

"Oh, no. ”

The black blade swept over, and the Swift God smiled and accepted it. There was a crisp sound, and the god's body was cut in half and reduced to exquisite pieces floating in the air, and then scattered to blend into nature.

The arrival of the black blade lifted the green crystal divine stone left by the god into the air, and flew away with a dozen divine stone brushes and integrated it into Liu Xiaoming's body.

The submersion of the divine stone, Liu Xiaoming only felt the sublimation of his whole body, and his own strength had risen by a level again, and he was now eager to call out the pages of the book to appreciate his own values, but...

"Why kill him"

"Oh, kill him, you still have an opinion, little brat. ”

"No, I'm just unhappy with what you're doing. ”

"Huh?" Velia looked at the swordsman in front of her with a solemn expression, her cold eyes.

A rage that had never been felt before crept into her heart, and Veria frowned, and the black blade was aimed at the swordsman.

"It's really hard wings, boy, you think you can get a little strength to disagree with my opinion?"

The anger was not extinguished, and Vilia's pupils contracted suddenly, and her millennia was set in motion at this moment, and she saw the boy gain the strength to rebel against his own future.

"I just..."

"Shut up!"

Liu Xiaoming was about to speak, but was interrupted by Wei Liya's angry voice.

"Liu Xiaoming!!"

This call of his real name, Liu Xiaoming was shocked in his heart, and his body trembled unconsciously, he had never seen Wei Liya so angry.

"You don't think you can defeat me if you have the power, do you? Hehe, hehe, no one has ever betrayed me, I need to teach you a lesson!"

"Uh! What are you talking about?"

"Come on, I'll let you attack first, so that you can see how far the gap between us is!" Veria didn't listen to anything, and set up the black blade to wait for the swordsman to attack.

"Uh! You!" Liu Xiaoming didn't want to fight, but suddenly the power of the dragon god that he unconsciously exuded because of his annoyance gave him another idea.

Looking at the boy's very tangled appearance, Vilia sneered.

"You know, you don't dare... What!?"

Before the words fell, a golden light flashed and the dragon fist burst out. Wei Liya was taken aback, and subconsciously released it with all her strength, and the black qi of the Forbidden Demon Shadow Blade bloomed and pushed Liu Xiaoming several meters away, crashing headlong into the mountain range.

"Hey, it's okay...", Veria looked worriedly, but remembering the scene just now, she was ruthless.

"How dare you attack! Stinky boy! If you want to fight, I'll accompany you to the end!"

"Heh, it's you who said it was you, but you didn't want to fight, it's verbose when you reach middle age, old woman!"

"Stinky boy, don't want to leave!"