"Thunder", a golden hurricane was born at will, swirling in the air and twisting and dancing into a huge whirlpool, flying straight to Aoji, and in the center of this whirlpool, there was a golden fist shadow.

In the sharp roar, the wind within tens of thousands of feet around the whirlpool disappeared as if it had been evacuated by the whirlpool, and even the gray sky suddenly brightened a little.

And this whirlpool did not blindly expand, but after flying out of a hundred miles, it suddenly shrank strangely, and the golden fist shadow in the middle of the whirlpool became bigger and bigger, and the violent spiritual power contained in it was also getting stronger and stronger, as if all the energy contained in the wind in the middle of the whirlpool was condensed into this fist shadow.

Seeing this whirlpool roaring, Ao Ji suddenly stopped and lifted most of his strength. With both fists out, he blasted at the whirlpool.

An earth-shattering loud bang went back. A large cloud of gold and silver aura burst out in the air, turning into a huge spatial vortex and roaring into the sky. The space within a radius of tens of thousands of zhang is completely distorted and broken.

Ao Ji's complexion changed slightly, his figure flickered, and he turned into a dazzling silver light and flew backwards.

The coercion contained in this randomly generated spatial vortex is extremely violent, and once it is entered into it, its actions must be greatly bound.

What frightened him was that the punch that the Wuwei Sect disciple struck could not have been so strong, but in the process of roaring. Far from weakening, the power has more than doubled, and if he punches hundreds of miles away, even if he can hit the opponent, the power contained in the fist shadow will definitely be much weaker.

It seems to be a subtle mastery of the power of the law.

Before he could think about it, another whirlpool roared and flew in from the other direction.

And the figure of the disciple of the Wuwei Gate Academy went in the other direction again in a flash.

The earth-shattering noise of annoyance came one after another, and in an instant, the people had already punched dozens of punches each.

And the space within these thousands of miles has also become extremely unstable, finally. After the two fists intersected again, the shattered void suddenly trembled, and a spatial vortex with a diameter of hundreds of miles was born at will, whirling and twisting and flying into the sky. The sharp roar was heard millions of miles away, and the space in all directions distorted and collapsed, and a strange strong force pulled Ao Ji's figure. As if trying to pull him into this spatial vortex.

Even if he has the ability to shatter the void, Ao Ji will not be caught in this whirlpool. I had to fly backwards.

When he stood firm in the air again, his divine sense swept over Zhou. The figure of the disciple of the Wuwei Sect actually disappeared at will.

Ao Ji's dense brows furrowed, and he suddenly spread out all his divine sense, and probed into the spatial vortex that roared and flew away.

After a while, Ao Ji recovered his divine sense from the spatial vortex, but his brows became more and more furrowed, and he muttered while looking left and right: "Weird, where can this kid hide?"

At this moment, after death, it seems that there is a gentle wind blowing.

Ao Ji's face changed suddenly, and one arm turned back strangely, punching at the Void after death.

Another white jade-like palm suddenly floated out not far from its left, and with a clenched fist, it slammed into Ao Ji's left waist.

"Vulgar!"

Ao Ji shouted angrily, raised his left hand, and punched Xi Xi with the same punch.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the two fists collided tightly.

The huge force surged, Ao Ji's left arm was numb for a while, and the figure couldn't help but fly out to the side a hundred feet away.

The figure of the disciple of the Wuwei Sect Academy floated out in the air, and the same flew backwards, and it was a thousand feet in an instant.

"Very good, this time see where you run!"

Ao Ji had just stood firm, his face flashed, he ravaged up, pounced, and his fists came out.

Under the repeated "teasing" of the disciples of the Wuwei Sect Academy, he was already angry, how could he let go of the opportunity to fight hand-to-hand at this moment? Although he had already seen that the disciples of the Wuwei Sect were strong, he was not worried, after all, the domineering of the dragon clan's body was by no means comparable to that of the human race.

"Fool, if you have the ability, use it, the deity is about to be wise!"

This time, the disciples of Wuwei Sect did not dodge, but their figures flickered and greeted them, and they also came out with both fists.

He also wanted to try how domineering the Fa was now, and Ao Ji happened to be a good litmus test.

A series of muffled sounds rose one after another, and in an instant, each person had already shot out hundreds of punches, and their arms were numb, and their blood was jubilant.

The strength of the disciples of Wuwei Gate Academy is not as good as Ao Ji, but the speed is faster than that of Ao Ji, in an instant, in addition to the collision of two fists, Ao Ji's body has been hit by more than ten punches, and even on his face, he has also received a few punches, his nose is blue and his eyes are swollen, and the fist shadow he shot out was all blocked by the disciples of Wuwei Gate, and he did not hit the corner of Wuwei Sect disciples.

"Boy, you forced it!"

Just after being forced to retreat by the disciples of Wuwei Gate Academy again, Ao Ji suddenly roared, the silver light around his body was shining, and his figure was distorted and changed into a thousand-zhang long dragon, pieces of silver dragon scales were shining, indescribable majesty, the dragon's tail swung, and his claws rose into the air, pounced on the disciples of Wuwei Gate.

"Idiot, it's long overdue!"

The figure of the disciple of the Wuwei Sect Academy flew backwards like a light smoke, and avoided the sharp claw shadow struck by the silver dragon in time. A hint of ridicule appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he continued: "Arrogant and ignorant of advancing and retreating. No wonder your dragon disciple will be killed?"

The words fell, and a dazzling golden light came out of his body. The figure distorted and changed into a golden body great man hundreds of feet high, this great man was actually the first eight arms, the color around the body was full of spiritual light, and the two big hands each grabbed at the void, and there was already an extra black long rod and a black chain.

With a wave of his arm, a black stick shadow broke through the air and swept away towards the dragon's claws.

The broken soul chain shook and shook, turning into a thousand zhang long, like a black dragon, bending towards the silver dragon and pounced on the past.

The silver dragon is not afraid at all. rushed head-on, opened his big mouth, and spewed out hundreds of silver wind blades hundreds of feet long, slashing straight at the golden body.

After revealing his true body, both his speed and strength seemed to be better than just now.

Between the empty fists of the golden man, the golden fist shadows were smashed all over the mountains.

The loud sound that resounded in the sky was endless.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the void within a radius of thousands of miles had become shattered, and one spatial vortex after another was rapidly born. Sharp pops erupted.

However, the movements of the silver dragon and the golden body were as fast as electricity, and before the spatial vortex came, they were already far away.

The mountain-like body of the golden man left a series of claw marks with varying depths. One of the silver dragon's right front paws was directly discounted by the black rod, and the broken soul chain was firmly wrapped between its waist, between expansion and contraction. The mana in the silver dragon's body was actually continuously extracted by the broken soul chain.

If it weren't for the silver dragon's urgency, he sacrificed a large seal with a silver flame tumbling, forcing the golden body great man to spare his energy to deal with it. At the moment, we have fallen at a disadvantage.

Seeing that it was difficult to win, the silver dragon swung its long dragon tail. The figure suddenly flew into the distance, the head of the pleiades announced a loud dragon roar, the bones of the whole body burst like a bean-like sound, the silver light in the belly of the dantian was released, the body was violently expanded and contracted, and the mana in the body rose rapidly.

"Stretch, stretch, stretch!"

In a series of explosions, the broken soul chain was actually forcibly broken free by the silver dragon.

A dragon's mouth spewed out a purple-gold tripod, and nine golden dragons were coiled on the top of the tripod, as if they were about to break out.

Following the presentation of this great ding, bursts of Sanskrit sound suddenly sounded in the air, and the space within a radius of hundreds of miles was distorted and vague, and the wind roared and fell down.

Seeing a series of changes in the silver dragon, and then perceiving the strong and powerful pressure revealed in the Nine Dragons Giant Ding, the demeanor of the golden body changed slightly, and the silver seal that was smashed by the roll with a stick struck, the figure flickered, teleported to a thousand feet away, and said in a humming voice: "Okay, forget it for today, the deity has no time to fight with you, now let you see what the dragon bloodline in the deity is after all!"

The voice fell, rolled on the spot, and turned into a black dragon with a body length of thousands of feet, but the edge of the glittering black dragon scales was golden and shining, and a pair of vast fleshy wings were born on the back, a dragon head seemed to be a few points larger than the average dragon head, and only the dragon claws were the same as those of the silver dragon, which were thicker and more robust.

"Ying Long......? How is this possible?"

Seeing the black dragon transformed into a disciple of the Wuwei Sect Academy, the silver dragon who was about to urge the Nine Dragons Juding to suggest an attack was shocked and lost his voice, and his figure flickered and stopped in the air, his expression was full of surprise and shock.

"What's impossible? Could it be that several of your fallen disciples of the Dragon Clan also have Ying Dragon bloodline in their bodies?"

The black dragon's mouth opened and closed, and he hummed.

With a fan of his wings, the wind roared on his side, brushed the ground, and the figure had reached tens of thousands of feet away, and then, as if boasting, he flew up and down in the air, and after a big circle, he returned to the same place from the beginning, rolling on the spot, and his long body was crooked and changed to become smaller and smaller.

In an instant, the black dragon disappeared, but an eight-foot-tall black-robed Taoist priest appeared in the air.

Grinning at the silver dragon from afar, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

With the astonishing speed that this black dragon had just shown, even if this silver dragon was full of supernatural powers, it might not be able to catch up.

However, the vibration in Yinlong's heart didn't seem to be here, and he hesitated for a moment, and rolled in the air at the same time, turning into a tall and strong blond man, clasping his fists at the disciples of Wuwei Sect, and said, "It seems that Ao has misunderstood,