The two ox clansmen, with red eyes, rushed towards the dragon with a low roar.

They swung their axes, and their heavy wheeled axes tore through the air with a dull whistling. The steel-forged axe slammed into the dragon's scale armor, shattering as the sparks flew around.

Jiaolong twisted his body at will, and with a volley of his tail, the two Niu Clan warriors vomited blood and flew out.

Its shattered golden eyes stared at Wu Tie, and its long tail slammed unhurriedly against the ground, making a dull loud noise.

Wu Tie stood hundreds of meters away, roaring loudly with all his strength, using up all kinds of provocative words he had learned from Lao Tie, and frantically provoking Jiaolong. He swung his spear, which broke through the wind and let out a piercing screech.

Wu Tie himself couldn't see that behind him, a figure condensed by a faint gray mist was slowly growing from the size of an ordinary person.

Eight Feet ...... Nine-foot ...... One Zhang......

The figure gradually expanded, becoming more and more hazy, but the aura that filled the world and was vast became more and more intense.

The blood in Wu Tie's body was rolling, the blood was boiling, and the first and second phalanx of his left index finger began to burn, and a faint light came out.

Jiaolong slowly leaned down, his eyes staring at Wu Tie with a faint ghostly light.

The strong smell emanating from Wu Tie's body seemed to have caused great temptation to Jiaolong, and a large amount of saliva spurted out from the corners of its mouth, and the fishy smell exuded far and wide.

"Come on, grandson......" Wu Tie staggered and provoked Jiaolong, the invisible force field tightly wrapped around his body, and he was ready to flee with all his strength.

A low roar came from the dragon's body, its body stretched straight, whistling and crashing into the air, forcing a circle of white air explosions in the air, rushing straight towards Wu Tie.

This speed was terrifying, Wu Tie was hundreds of meters away from it, and in the blink of an eye, the Kung Fu Jiaolong arrived in front of him.

The white gas explosion spread out in all directions, and the simple shacks around it collapsed one by one, and the loud noise shook the entire stronghold, and the gray stone gnomes in the stronghold were weak and weak, and they were shocked to the ground by the loud sound and kept rolling.

Wu Tie couldn't see Jiaolong's movements clearly at all, he just subconsciously blocked the spear in front of him.

The irresistible force collided, and Wu Tie's arms slammed into his chest, and with a loud bang, Wu Tie flew backwards. With his feet off the ground, he flew backwards for hundreds of meters, smashing dozens of shacks in a row.

There was a sharp pain in his chest, his internal organs were turned over, Wu Tie's hands trembled violently, and his ten fingers spasmed and held the spear tightly.

The violent impact almost shattered the bones of Wu Tie's body, and he fell stiffly to the ground, unable to feel his body at all.

The dragon raised its head in place and let out a long roar.

Then it leaned down, stared greedily at Wu Tie, and with a strong coercion, quickly swam towards Wu Tie.

The dull sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded, and Lao Tie's roar shook the ground around him: "There was a loud bang in the sky, and your grandfather entered the battlefield...... Haha!"

The blood-colored streamer roared, and Lao Tie slammed his head into the dragon's jaw.

This blow was unusually heavy, and Jiaolongruo's huge body was knocked into the air, and it flew backwards hundreds of meters away with a twist and twist, and the hammer fell to the ground cumbersomely, rolling dozens of times before stabilizing its body.

Jiaolong raised half of his body in embarrassment, the corners of his mouth sprayed blood, and he looked at Lao Tie, who was spitting electric sparks all over his body and standing on all fours more than 100 meters away in front of him.

"Grandpa is your grandfather, and he has been your grandfather all his life...... Even if Grandpa's body is weak now, I can still beat you to call Grandpa...... It's all the dog's fault......"

Lao Tie grinned and let out a strange laugh: "It's all the dog's fault, if grandpa and my own body are here, you little reptile ......"

Lao Tie said half a sentence, and the dragon roared and rushed over, crashing into Lao Tie's body, and sending Lao Tie flying out of the air.

All the way out of the old man, Lao Tie cursed a dirty word, jumped up suddenly, and once again turned into a bloody light and crashed towards the dragon.

Jiaolong also straightened his body and slammed into Lao Tie fiercely.

There was a loud 'bang', and Lao Tie's head collided with Jiaolong.

A large spark of electricity splattered, and a sword-shaped blood light erupted from Lao Tie's mouth, which was heavily pierced on Jiaolong's forehead.

The terrible howl suddenly exploded, and a meter-long wound was split on the dragon's forehead, the scale armor splashed, the skull was broken, and a large amount of blood mixed with shiny brain fluid spurted out of the dragon's wound.

Jiaolong shook his body frantically in pain, and his long tail slammed into Lao Tie's body, forcibly whipping him away hundreds of meters.

The broken golden eyes turned bloody, and the dragon let out a terrible roar, opened its mouth and continuously spewed out more than a dozen black smoke balls that were almost condensed into substance, and hit Lao Tie's body with a slashing head and face.

These black smoke balls are condensed by the poisonous gas in the dragon's body, which is extremely poisonous and has a powerful corrosive power.

Lao Tie was beaten and rolled all over the ground, and the smoke ball exploded violently when it hit him, causing the surrounding earth and rocks to splash, blowing up large craters with a diameter of several meters.

The smoke ball burst open, and a large cloud of black smoke and poisonous gas spread out in all directions, corroding the ground to the point of 'snorting'.

Lao Tie's head and body were wrapped in black smoke and poisonous gas, and he jumped and cursed angrily in the black smoke poisonous gas, but his body was still as smooth as a mirror, leaving no trace.

Wu Tie struggled, little by little, and stood up with a spear.

He gasped, and a trace of strange power continued to grow in his boiling blood, grandiose, strong, and full of an indomitable sense of righteousness. The body that had been hit by the blow quickly recovered under the nourishment of this energy, and the powerful power filled the whole body.

The surrounding air fluctuated violently, and the Yuan Energy vortex above his head grew stronger and stronger, and one Yuan Energy after another continued to be injected into his body.

Wu Tie's body emitted an overwhelming heat, so much so that the ground under his feet was steamed, and a large amount of water vapor continued to rise from the soil, turning into white mist and swirling around.

Staring at the dragon who was frantically spewing out poisonous gas smoke balls, the fear, hesitation, and all other negative emotions in Wu Tie's heart were swept away.

Courage, inexplicable courage poured out from the depths of his veins, Wu Tie raised his spear violently, and then he turned into a raging wind.

The wind was roaring, the wind was roaring, Wu Tie rose into the air, with the boiling and fluctuating air around him, wrapped around him with a stream of bright Yuan Energy, and brushed up a cold light with guns in both hands, spanning hundreds of meters, and arrived in front of Jiaolong in an instant.

His eyes locked on the wound on Jiaolong's forehead that was cut by Lao Tie, and as soon as the spear was sent, it went straight into it.

With a miserable howl, the spear tore through the fleshy scale armor, squeezed into the gap in the skull of the dragon, and pierced more than half a foot deep.

Jiaolong's body was huge, and its skull was extremely thick, and Wu Tie's spear still pierced into its brain for about half an inch. Jiaolong closed his eyes in pain, and his body rolled and whipped wildly.

Wu Tie didn't have time to dodge, and the dragon's long tail roared and slapped him hard at the waist.

Wu Tie was whipped away by a tail, and his whole body shook as if he was bombarded by thunder.

With a 'wow' sound, Wu Tie opened his mouth and squirted a large mouthful of blood, he hurriedly opened his face armor, and a large amount of blood flowed down the tight armor.

There was a huge shock behind him, and Wu Tie crashed into a raised stalagmite. The stalagmite made an overwhelming tearing sound and shook a few times, but finally held Wu Tie's body steadily.

Wu Tie gasped, his eyes widened, and he was dumbfounded on the stalagmite, unable to move his body at all.

The dragon was still screaming in pain, still roaring, it swayed its body wildly, and threw off the spear stuck in its forehead in three or two strokes.

The brain was poked by a spear, and although it was not deep in the brain, this kind of severe pain was still not something that flesh and blood could bear. The dragon writhed wildly on the ground for a long time in pain, crushing most of the shacks in the stronghold to pieces.

In the Fog Knife stronghold, the Fog Knife Killer had long since run away without a trace, the family warriors had fled in all directions, and the gray dwarves and rock gnomes had also dragged their families away.

Several large anacondas swayed their huge bodies and chased the escaped slaves out of the stronghold.

Now in the stronghold, only Wu Tie, Lao Tie and this dragon who is crazy with severe pain are left.

Lao Tie giggled, and with a trace of uninhibited arrogance, he walked out of the rising black smoke and poisonous gas step by step.

"Xiao Tie, let's work hard to pick up this big guy...... The potion made from its flesh and blood, even the most basic foundation-building potion, is a good treasure for you now. ”

"Tsk, that's sad...... Back then, such a little grass snake didn't even have the qualifications to get into the soup pot...... Now, yes, there's no need to be picky......"

Lao Tie let out a heavy 'bah' and made a spitting motion, and his disgust was clear at a glance.

Jiaolong felt Lao Tie's deep malice, it stopped struggling and twitching, and slowly straightened up.

Blood flowed out of the wound, and a trace of white brains continued to flow out of the muzzle of the gun that was stabbed out by Wu Tie.

The dragon's body twitched unconsciously, and the scales on its body stood up one by one, which made its size look much larger.

'Whew, snort', the dragon gasped dullly, its breath full of fishy smell.

Lao Tie approached quickly in the direction of Wu Tie, and as he ran, he muttered in a low voice: "Boy, do you still have the strength to run? Don't look at grandpa, I am arrogant...... Grandpa, I can't really take it now......"

"Hey, hey, just now, grandpa, I can't type it anymore...... Hey, there's only one way left for us to escape......"

Lao Tie muttered, the sharp little horns on his head had slowly retracted, and the electric sparks all over his body had disappeared without a trace.

After a short outburst, Lao Tie really didn't have any combat power left.

Wu Tie also gasped in a low voice, he didn't hear what Lao Tie was saying at all.

His blood was tumbling rapidly, his blood was burning wildly, and the plasma in his body was undergoing strange changes. The plasma became heavier and more condensed, and there was even a strange color in the plasma.

The golden light in the center of the eyebrows continued to turn into a rain of golden light and rolled down, constantly refining the body.

The golden rain of light and the strange energy oozing from the burning veins fused together, and flew back to the center of his eyebrows with a little bit of blood.

In Wu Tie's mind, a large number of muffled voices sounded.

There were so many people, countless people, old people, young people, men, women, they were reading something out loud.

What they read was profound, subtle, much more profound than what was recorded in the books that the Grey Master treasured. Countless people were 'buzzing' and chanting, as if there were countless hornets barking in Wu Tie's head.

In this case, Wu Tie couldn't hear any sound from the outside world.

His body trembled slightly, and more massive heat continued to grow from his blood.

A clear chanting voice suddenly sounded in Wu Tie's mind, and the inexplicable power instantly suppressed all the complicated recitations in his mind. This voice was in Wu Tie's mind, reciting a simple sentence over and over again.

'Thousands of people will go to me'!

The voices that were originally chanting chaotically were attached one after another, like a flock of chaotic geese recovering their heads, they became rigorous and orderly, and followed the voice to chant over and over again, "Although thousands of people are going to me"!

'Thousands of people will go to me'!

Wu Tie subconsciously began to chant these words aloud, and the figure condensed by the gray mist behind him gradually became thicker, and the power gushing out of the blood in Wu Tie's body became stronger and clearer.

The golden light in the center of his eyebrows had already taken on a faint layer of blood, and suddenly, all the magical power gushing out of Wu Tie's blood veins rushed towards his eyebrows at the same time, Wu Tie's eyebrows were full of blood, and the word 'immortal' left by Shi Lingqing in his eyebrows was washed away by the blood light, and instantly disintegrated and shattered and disappeared without a trace.

"Heaven and earth, there is righteousness!" Wu Tie shouted inexplicably.

He had never heard of this before.

But under the guidance of the voice in his mind, this sentence seemed to emerge from Wu Tie's bloodline, spanning the long river of years, spanning countless generations of reproduction and inheritance, and just shuttled through time and space, and appeared out of thin air.

The magnificent, vast, heaven-and-earth power erupted.

Wu Tie clenched his right hand into a fist, and a simple punch blasted forward.

Fill the heavens and the earth, and embrace all things!

Magnificent and majestic!

Majestic and mighty!

A fist mark with a diameter of several meters flew out of Wu Tie's fist, as fast as a meteor, and hit the head of the Jiaolong that rushed straight towards him with one blow.

It seems to be a simple punch, but the power of tolerance is terrifying.

Jiaolong's entire body was knocked away by Wu Tie's punch in the air, and he was knocked away by a punch from a distance of hundreds of meters.

Jiaolong's huge body stretched straight in the air, and the scale armor all over his body was shattered countless times, and the fragments of large and small scale armor fell like a torrential rain, crackling and hitting the ground.

Jiaolong's already wounded forehead was sunken in a large area, and the skull shattered, revealing a small part of brain tissue.

There were two 'dong dong' sounds, and the two sharp horns on the dragon's forehead fell heavily to the ground because of the fragmentation of the skull.

The dragon was punched by Wu Tie and flew hundreds of meters, and it fell heavily to the ground, and it took a full three breaths before it let out a roar of pain.

Such a huge dragon actually shed big tears, and while crying, it turned around and fled towards the lower reaches of the river as fast as a gust of wind.

"Escaped, ha!"

Wu Tie smiled: "Old Tie, this is ...... I learned the supernatural powers suddenly...... Haoran righteousness. ”

"I don't know where it came from, but he's 'Haoran Righteousness'!"

'Bang', Wu Tie's eyes darkened, and he fell to the ground heavily.