When Bai Qiu heard the word snake man, his body trembled, and the chill in his eyes instantly became extremely cold, exuding an infinitely cold and piercing killing intent, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, since you want to die first, I will fulfill you!"

"Jiao Soul!"

With a roar, the remaining two white python phantoms behind them suddenly transformed, fused, and slowly condensed into one, forming an existence that was almost no less than Li Xinghe's Six-Rank Yan King Dragon Soul!

This white python danced wildly under the inky background, like an unruly lightning!

"Even the dragon soul hasn't awakened, what are you going to fight with me?!" Bai Qiu shouted, waved his hand violently, and the white python-shaped dragon soul behind him collided wildly towards Wang Long!

"Fighting Dragons!"

Wang Lung snorted calmly, and in the evil aura of ink, no one could see his battle with Bai Qiu, and he calmly summoned the sleeping soul of the fighting dragon!

"Huh?!" As soon as Doulong woke up, he suddenly saw the phantom of a pure white python rushing towards him, powerful and fast, and it was already close at hand!

"Demon Clan?!" Dou Long was stunned, and then immediately the dragon power exploded, Wang Long's entire body surface seemed to burst into flames, and a chilling and majestic momentum suddenly exploded, like ripples and scattered in all directions!

Bang!

The white python dragon soul was blocked by this momentum, and it immediately seemed to hit the copper wall, and it could no longer move an inch!

"This is ......" Bai Qiu was taken aback, he didn't know why this seemingly ordinary teenager suddenly erupted with such might, this dragon power that was almost close to a real dragon, let alone seeing, he hadn't even heard of it!

This is the pure power of the dragon clan! Fighting Dragon is now just a soul, and it can neither use dragon techniques and dragon techniques, nor can it use dragon souls to fight against the enemy, but the innate dragon power is still there! That is the natural dragon power of the soul of Dragon Fighting! That is the majesty accumulated by thousands of battles to the death!

The white python dragon soul collapsed at the touch, and it was a little cowardly in an instant, and he didn't dare to move forward.

Although Bai Qiu didn't know what was going on, he was only slightly stunned in his heart, and then immediately snorted coldly and took back the dragon soul: "Even if there is no dragon soul, even if I only have three or four percent of my strength left, with my own cultivation that is two levels higher than you, you will never have a chance to live!"

"Boy, be careful...... This guy seems to be a demon clan that has disappeared for a long time!And his strength is not bad, not to be underestimated!" Dou Long reminded Wang Long in a loud voice.

"Demon Race?!" Wang Lung was shocked, the so-called Demon Race is the collective name of many races born in the chaotic era that lasted for an unknown number of years after the mysterious decline of the Dragon Race;

The human race is in charge, although the pattern is chaotic, but it is all a dispute within the human race, and the demon race has disappeared I don't know how many years, and today it has reappeared?!

But at this moment, Wang Lung didn't have the heart or time to think about this, seeing that the white qi had already spewed out a dragon qi, turning into a match and shooting towards him, he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and hurriedly dodged away.

The dragon's aura shot out on the ground, and the rubble splattered and splashed, and the rocks on the ground were corroded by the poison contained in them, making a sneering sound.

There is no doubt that as long as even the slightest bit of this dragon qi is touched, the toxicity in it will immediately erode into the body, and soon turn his whole person into nothing!

"This monster is really difficult!" Wang Lung said as he glanced at the corroded ground, his brows furrowed.

Before the words were finished, the white dragon had already continuously released more than a dozen pure white dragon qi, which looked really above board and pure and flawless, but who would have expected that it was such a domineering poison inside?!

Wang Lung didn't dare to fight hard, although at this moment, the white qi consumed a lot of dragon qi, and the dragon soul was damaged and ate itself, and its strength dropped a lot, purely in terms of strength, I am afraid it would not be much higher than himself;

"Hmph, how long do you think you can blindly dodge!" The white man roared angrily, and suddenly opened his mouth and spit out, and it actually spewed out a thick and incomparable dragon qi, which suddenly exploded in mid-air, bursting out like fireworks, turning into an overwhelming net, and fiercely towards the king dragon cover!

"Not good!" Wang Lung exclaimed, and wanted to use the dragon footwork to escape, but this huge net was too huge to dodge, and in desperation, Wang Lung had to stretch out his palm, and the Thunder Fire Splitting Sky Sword suddenly stimulated, turning into a thunder blade, and slashing towards the top of the huge net!

Sneer......

Although the Thunder Fire Splitting Sky Sword was extremely sharp, it instantly cut a hole in the giant net, causing Wang Lung to get out of trouble, but the poison contained in the light net also immediately corroded, spreading along the Thunder Fire Sword, reaching Wang Lung's arm, and paralyzing the entire arm when he landed!

Wang Lung raised it with great effort, but he did not listen to the call at all, in other words, his right arm had been temporarily abolished!

"Hahaha! Without your right arm, see how you cast this Thunder Fire Sword? Look at how you chant spells and seals, and cast dragon spells?! Boy, accept your fate!"

At the last moment, Wang Long's left hand was raised, and it was instantaneous, and his palms were everywhere, and naturally, a thunderbolt burst out!

This thunderbolt is the transformation of the natural way that Wang Lung realized on the night of the thunderstorm! Its trajectory is irregular, it is just freewheeling, all-encompassing, piercing the air, forming a strange, complex, mysterious, profound, but natural, simple, direct, and incomparably swift trace!

This is exactly the true meaning of the thunder! There is no shortcut, do whatever you want, and do everything!

This thunder came so suddenly, and it was so mysterious and indescribable, the white man was defenseless, and was immediately stabbed by the thunder, and there was a sneering sound, and the entire left chest was actually pierced through a hole, straight to the back!

"Ah!!h

With a thud, Bai Qiu fell to his knees suddenly, and the blood on his chest was like a spring, instantly staining the ground in front of him......

Wang Lung released this move, and immediately felt empty in his body, the emptiness seemed to have exhausted his strength, his body swayed, and he almost wanted to fall.

"Hehehehe...... Hahahaha!" The white man laughed wildly, ignoring the blood that was still gushing on his chest, and laughed wildly: "Do you think you can kill me like this?!

Suddenly, a white light flashed, and the blood hole in his chest was actually covered by the white light, and the blood stopped immediately, but his face was extremely pale at the moment, and he was obviously on the verge of life and death!

"Okay, I admit to underestimating you...... With this move, he has already comprehended a little bit of the natural mystery of heaven and earth, and he really deserves to be an elite disciple of Dragon City! However, you should look at your left arm......

Wang Lung was stunned, and suddenly found that his entire left arm was also paralyzed! And it was even more intense, the sharp pain was like an angry beast biting, frantically attacking his entire body, he screamed, and sat on the ground!

"Hahahaha! Although Shicai's blow pierced my chest, but you were also directly eroded into my body by my highly poisonous blood, and you are already certain to die! Not to mention that this time it entered the body from the left arm, but after a while, it will go directly to the heart, and at that time, even the gods will not be able to save you!"

Wang Lung's heart jumped suddenly, and sure enough, he felt that the sharp tearing pain was moving up his arm, and it was gradually reaching his shoulder, he didn't doubt the words of the white man, if it was really poisonous to the heart, I was afraid that he would not be able to survive even a moment!

"Die!"

Bai Qiu suddenly roared, mustered up his last strength, and the whole person turned into a snake shadow, falling from the sky, and pounced on Wang Long!

"Even if I die, I will take you to die with me!" Wang Lung roared angrily, and let out a last terrible and heroic shout, and suddenly there was a burst of lightning on his body, as if endless electric snakes were crawling and circling around his body, making his whole person become radiant, as if the sun suddenly erupted in the boundless night, and suddenly appeared in the night sky!

On that thunderstorm night, the last stunt learned from the mysterious old man, the master of the contemporary dragon head, Wang Yuanjiao, the nirvana skill, was finally used!