"Whew!"

A loud dragon roar sounded, and a powerful force swept through the entire hall in an instant. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The deep and heavy Jiuding made a kissing sound, which seemed to echo with the dragon's groan.

Tiny dust, rolling around, under the rays of sunlight, but it seems to have a sense of strength.

"What's that!" The Blood Sword Young Man finally said the first sentence, and in addition to horror, there was a trace of excitement in his eyes.

On the contrary to the blood sword boy who had been silent, the white sword boy fell into silence at this time, not looking at it, just quietly looking at Yingzheng in the center of Jiuding and in front of the bronze platform.

"Whew!"

The dragon head of a red-eyed black dragon slowly emerged.

"How can it show up outside of me?" Ying Zheng looked at the black dragon in front of him, and he was also a little curious.

All along, the black dragon was just hovering in the sea of consciousness stars of Ying Zheng.

The black dragon, powerful and mysterious, to be honest, Ying Zheng didn't know what the black dragon was, and even almost died when Ying Zheng saw it for the first time.

As an emperor, any threat to himself should be eradicated. However, in the face of this unique black dragon, Ying Zheng not only did not have the slightest disgust, but felt more cordial.

Ying Zheng also thought carefully about the origin of the black dragon, but in this world, except for a three-life stone, Ying Zheng did not have much chance.

Therefore, now this black dragon can only be regarded as the product of the Sansheng Stone.

And the facts have also proved that since the appearance of the black dragon, his cultivation has soared fast, which is absolutely the only one in the world.

Such a rapid improvement is no longer just determined by talent. Without such a divine object as the Sansheng Stone, it would be impossible. In this way, the black dragon is the product of the Sansheng Stone, which is even more reasonable.

Just as Ying Zheng was thinking about it, the black dragon, which was originally just revealing a head, slowly condensed the dragon body.

Ying Zheng with a bit of curiosity, carefully feeling every trace of the power of the black dragon, heavy, ancient, vicissitudes, and finally powerful.

However, it is such a powerful force, but it does not consume Yingzheng's immortal power at all. Yes, not at all.

"Could it be that the source of the power of this black dragon is also the Sansheng Stone?" Ying Zheng couldn't help but guess in his heart.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a voice containing this roar came from the Tianwen Sword.

"Huh?" Ying Zheng frowned, and the Tianwen in his hand was originally only trembling slightly, but at this time, there was a faint tendency to get rid of it.

"Even a sword, dare to be presumptuous!" Ying Zheng snorted coldly and said.

Although I don't know why Tianwen, who was originally just a sword, became like this, but since his dignity has been challenged, then, the challenger must pay the price.

"Whew!"

As if feeling the anger in Ying Zheng's heart, the black dragon hovering above Ying Zheng's head slowly lowered its huge dragon head and let out a loud roar at Tianwen.

Black dragon's breath spilled from the dragon's mouth. There was even a hint of disdain in the terrifying red eyes.

"Boom!"

The Tianwen in Ying Zheng's hand ignited a layer of red flames without the slightest warning. The angry roar also sounded again, and faintly, it seemed to be a dragon's groan.

The seven Big Dipper Orbs were also dyed fiery red, and streams of flames seemed to be rolling in them.

Ying Zheng stared at Tianwen without blinking, his face looking a little solemn.

Although the flames above Tianwen burned to Ying Zheng's hands, Ying Zheng didn't feel a trace of heat at all.

Even, not even the corner of Yingzheng was damaged in the slightest. What's going on?

"Roar!"

In the Tianwen Sword, there was another roar. This time, Yingzheng heard it very clearly, it was a dragon chant, and it was another dragon chant!

"Whew!"

Before the roar dissipated, a fiery dragon rose into the air from the heavens, instantly reflecting the entire hall.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

The two huge dragon heads roared against each other, and the entire hall trembled here.

"This! This is! Finally, the young man with the white sword, who had been watching coldly, couldn't hold his breath, and even the corners of his mouth couldn't help but tremble.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

Without warning, two gigantic dragons battled in what was still a spacious hall.

Head to head, claw to claw.

Between the dragons, there are no gorgeous moves as imagined, all of them are real physical collisions. You bite me, I scratch you. That's it, often back.

The black or red mist is like the blood of the black dragon and the fire dragon. With each attack, he was injured and constantly splashed around the main hall.

Originally, the two teenagers who had been seriously injured were already lying on the ground at this time, unable to move. Even if it is Yingzheng, he can only barely stand.

Strong, it's too strong. Whether it is a black dragon or a fire dragon, it can be seen at a glance that Gu is transformed by power.

However, just the sporadic forces that collide with each other can be so powerful. If you count it as a whole, I'm afraid that even the two Yuan Infant Immortal cultivators, the Old Man in Yingzheng Zhongyin or the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, are also inferior.

The two dragons have been entangled with each other for a long time, but they still have no winner. On the scene, it was just that the black dragon had a slight advantage.

"Whew!"

Perhaps because he couldn't defeat his opponent for a long time, the black dragon let out a dragon groan, and his already huge body actually swelled up again at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Huh?"

Yingzheng, who has been suppressed by scattered forces, vaguely feels that there seems to be a force in his body that is being continuously withdrawn.

"Bang!"

"Whew!"

It swelled several times again, and the black dragon twisted around, and its huge head directly broke through the top of the main hall.

"Roar!"

The fire dragon didn't seem to be willing to be lonely, and it was also a dragon groan. Streams of Xuanqing Qi suddenly burst out from the Jiuding and rushed straight towards the fire dragon.

"Bang!"

Under the nourishment of Xuanqing's qi, the fire dragon also broke through the roof in an instant, and stood opposite the black dragon.

"Poof!"

Yingzheng, who finally couldn't bear the consumption, knelt on one knee.

"What the hell is this power!" Ying Zheng gritted his teeth, barely raised his head, and looked at Shuanglong who was fighting again.

The late stage of foundation building, the middle stage of foundation building, and the early stage of foundation building.

Ying Zheng's cultivation was like falling from a free fall, falling faster and faster, and finally stopped in the early stage of foundation building.

"It's obviously not immortal power that is extracted, why? Why! My cultivation will drop so fast! A hint of anxiety flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes.

After Yingzheng returned to China, most of his reputation was earned by "talent".

If so, it will really return to the early stage of foundation building overnight, which is the early stage of congenital in the eyes of outsiders. Then, Yingzheng's originally stable throne may add many unstable factors.

And such a factor is something that no emperor wants to see.