The sharp dragon claws landed on the water bladder but could not damage it in the slightest, but the ice picks forced Ying Long to dodge in a hurry.

In the rain, an old and vigorous figure stood in the air, the wind blew his long beard, and a silk gray robe made a "hunting" sound. The old man is Feng Yue, one of the six elders of the upper evil, his face is like iron, his eyes are like torches, stepping in a cloud of mist, quite the momentum of the fairy wind and bones.

"If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, what Senior Brother Lin Wuya said is really good, it seems that this 'poppy' typhoon is caused by your evil dragon!"

The Dragon Claw Organization was entrusted by the head of the imperial capital to investigate all the things related to the "poppy", Feng Yue observed the clouds, measured the wind and rain, and finally locked the target in the area of Bangkok after several days of tracking. He appeared at this time neither early nor late, and just saved Tang Song and his party.

"This king thought that hundreds of years after his death, there would be no real spirituality in the world today." Ying Long's eyes straightened, he looked at Feng Yue and laughed, "Your cultivation is good, and when this king swallows you, he will definitely be able to recover his strength." ”

"Evil animals are reckless!" Feng Yue's face was upright, his long sleeves danced, and the rain between heaven and earth gathered into a big knife.

The big knife fused with pure aura, and with Feng Yue's figure, the wind stopped howling, the torrential rain no longer fell, and the blade approached Ying Long, and it was about to cut off its dragon head!

Ying Long roared, and his claws directly clasped the big knife and broke it. The broadsword turned into a torrential rain and fell into the park below.

The fierce battle between the Xinzheng and the Moro Sect was also suspended, and the two sides, led by Jace and Vinteson, divided into two camps to watch the battle in the sky. They knew that as long as one of Ying Long and Feng Yue was defeated, it meant that one of the two forces, Xin Zhenghui and Moro Sect, would definitely be destroyed. The rest of the people also took advantage of this time to deal with their injuries.

Master Jingguang said: "The only person who can control the rain so exquisitely is the 'Xia Yuxue' in the Huaxia Dragon Claw, and it seems that his realm is also at the top of the D rank." ”

Tang Song and Rosika recognized the old man in the long robe as Feng Yue at first sight, and the pressure on him to help Xin Zhenghui was much less at this time. Looking up at the Moro Sect and his party, the anger in Tang Song's heart increased even more, not to mention that his father died at the hands of the Moro Sect, just the unreasonable things they did during this time were enough for them to die hundreds of times.

The battle in the high altitude continued, and Ying Long slammed into Feng Yue headlong, and his body began to shrink. In a few breaths, Ying Long turned into a human form, wearing dragon scales, with two horns on his head, wings on his back, and a tail under his thighs, looking completely a combination of man and dragon.

"Or you human bodies are the best for fighting!" Ying Long grinned, his wings shook, and he clenched his fists and rushed towards Feng Yue.

Several ice blades in Feng Yue's hand were condensed, and with the assistance of spiritual power, each big knife had the energy to cut through the dark iron. But Ying Long seemed to be fearless, and still slammed his fist into Feng Yue's chest while letting those ice blades fall on his body.

The ice blade rattled on the dragon scales, and the spiritual power collided to produce miniature spatial cracks, but in the end, it still failed to cut through the tight and fine dragon scales.

Ying Long's punch also smashed into Feng Yue's chest, the physical strength of the divine beast was far superior to that of the same level of spiritual cultivation several times, in ancient times, there was a dragon to disturb the sea, and the golden crow dragged the scorching sun, this punch fell on Feng Yue's body and directly blasted him hundreds of zhang away.

Feng Yue's body smashed to the ground like a meteorite, causing a huge crater with a radius of more than ten meters.

Ying Long flared his wings and came to Feng Yue in an instant. Feng Yue hurriedly raised his hands to draw the rain to form a barrier in front of him.

Ying Long laughed, stretched out his hand, and the rain stopped working, but instead turned around and formed long needles that pierced Feng Yue's body. Feng Yue's gray robe was suddenly stained red by the blood pierced by the rain needles, and dozens of holes were pierced into his body.

Ying Long looked at Feng Yue, who was still resolute in the pool of blood, raised his hand and said disdainfully: "Playing with water? When this king is controlling the rain of the river, your grandfather is still breastfeeding! ”

Just as he was about to open his mouth to devour Feng Yue, a thunderbolt as thick as a barrel slashed straight down towards Ying Long!

The thunder dissipated, Ying Long's body was scorched black, and there was a strong old man with a bearded face on the edge of the deep pit in front of him.

With a flick of his fingers, the bearded man threw a pill into Feng Yue's mouth, and said with a guilty face: "Brother Feng, I'm sorry, my little brother is late!" ”.

The Moro Sect people originally saw Feng Yue defeated by Ying Long, and their morale suddenly rose, but before they could fight back against Xin Zhenghui and his party, they realized that there was an extra person in the air.

After thinking for a moment, Vincent raised his hand and said, "Let's go first, go back and wait for Lord Yinglong!" ”

In a word, Vinteson left the park first, and left Ying Long here like this.

Xin Zhenghui and the others were about to catch up, but Jace stopped, "Leave them alone for now, wait until we recover from our injuries!" ”.

After Feng Yue swallowed the pill, his complexion also improved a lot, and he stood up and stood beside Zhou Yong.

Ying Long looked at Zhou Yong vigilantly and said, "This king doesn't like people who use electricity, who are you?" ”

"Lao Tzu Zhou Yong, the winter thunder and earthquake among the six elders of the evil spirit. Lao Tzu likes to use electricity to split people, what can you do! ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Yong's body was full of light, and the dense power grid was facing Ying Long! Ying Long roared and rushed through these power grids and flew high into the sky.

"Escape to the sky, just right, Lao Tzu will kill you!"

Immediately, the thunderbolts crisscrossing the sky continued to fall, forcing Ying Long to have nowhere to escape. In addition to these thick lightnings, Zhou Yong smashed them into the air with a punch, and a string of thunderballs condensed from the place where the fist landed and blasted towards Ying Long.

Each of these compressed thunderballs was no less than a small missile, and Ying Long was hit several in a hurry to dodge, and most of the scales on his body had fallen off, and his body had reverted to the huge body of Ying Long.

Zhou Yong soared into the air and said to Feng Yue: "Brother Feng, please help me!" ”

Feng Yue nodded, raised his hands at Ying Long in the sky, and the rain between heaven and earth instantly enveloped the huge Ying Long under Feng Yue's control. Before Ying Long could rush out of this huge water bladder, a vermilion thunderbolt had already slashed down in the air. Water can conduct electricity, which is also the reason why Ying Long does not like those cultivators who practice the law of thunder and lightning.

And Zhou Yong, as an apocalypse, can directly manipulate the thunder and lightning between heaven and earth, although the scale of this vermilion thunder is not as thick as the previous lightning, but the destructive power is hundreds of times that of them!

The vermilion thunder fell into the water bladder, and suddenly emitted a dazzling light. The water bladder is like a giant searchlight bulb in the dark night, illuminating the entire city of Bangkok.

Ying Long was like a small earthworm writhing in this bright light bulb, and his miserable cry resounded high in the sky......

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