Lu Qingshan's mind was condensed, he seriously felt the changes that had taken place since himself, and he was familiar with the power of the surge.

Originally, there was only a shallow layer of spiritual liquid in the dantian, but at this time, it was already full, as if it was about to overflow.

Whether his spiritual power is pure or deep, it is absolutely unique among the foundation building monks alone.

If you want to go further, you have to condense the overflowing spiritual power liquid in the dantian into a golden pill.

Lu Qingshan opened his slightly closed eyes, and a strange luster flashed in his dark eyes, and his divine light shimmered.

He looked around, whether it was the sound of the wind or other sounds, it was much clearer than before, because his divine consciousness had been greatly improved, and his perception had become correspondingly stronger.

Just as he was about to release his divine consciousness and try the enveloping range of his current divine consciousness.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

A deafening bombardment came from above suddenly.

Lu Qingshan hurriedly looked up, only to see that the outer clouds and mist that had been shrouding this area began to roll violently.

The next moment, the clouds began to transpirate and dissipate.

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In just a few breaths, all the clouds disappeared.

Hundreds of huge Jiao beasts appeared in mid-air, hovering.

All the Jiao beasts are covered with a layer of scales, and under the sunlight, the scales are a little cold, dazzling and scorching, like a sharp cold weapon.

Standing in front of this group of Jiao beasts, led by a man in black, his voice was tyrannical and hoarse, "Night generation, this king is here." ”

It is the Dragon Demon King.

Not far from Lu Qingshan, a blood light rose.

The sword master rolled with all his qi and blood, standing in the air, and stopped in front of the Jiaolong Demon King, standing at the same height as the Jiaolong Demon King.

"Where's Jiaoyan?" The Jiaolong Demon King's eyes flashed with danger, and his gaze swept the empty left sleeve of the sword master unscrupulously, and the provocation was undoubted.

The sword master didn't care, and said lightly: "Jiao Yan is that we wasted a lot of effort, and we finally captured it, and the Jiao King wants to let us go back for such a plain reason, isn't it appropriate?" ”

"Oh?" The Jiaolong Demon King's eyes froze, "Then what do you want?" ”

"One life is worth one life, since the Jiao King wants Jiaoyan's life," the sword master said in a solemn voice: "Then how about exchanging your life?" ”

"Is your appetite too big?" The Jiaolong Demon King's pupils shrank slightly, and Sen Sen asked rhetorically, "Aren't you afraid of breaking your belly when the time comes?" ”

"There is nothing else to despicable, just a big appetite." The sword master's face became cold, "Today, not only do I want to take your life, but even all the Jiao clans you bring will go to serve you under the Yellow Spring!" ”

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

As soon as the words fell, the left sleeve of the knife master was raised.

Chong's aura suddenly rose, and the clouds and mist that had been dispersed by the Jiaolong Demon King also poured out from all directions again.

Only this time, these clouds and mist became sharp, like grains of sand, and swept towards the hundreds of Jiao beasts.

On the ground, there were hundreds of dragon slaying knife monks who appeared, all holding array flags, and their spiritual power was surging, and they were controlling these clouds and mist to entangle the Jiao Beasts.

The other part of the dragon slayer knife monks flew up, casting spells and facing the beasts.

Under the control of the clouds and mist, in this short period of time, it was the Terran side that took the advantage over the situation.

"Childish!" The Jiaolong Demon King swept his eyes and sneered, he had expected this situation.

He didn't talk nonsense with the sword master anymore, a burst of black mist appeared in his body, and in the mist, a terrifying black Jiao more than sixty zhang long appeared in front of everyone.

And at the moment when the Jiaolong Demon King turned back to its original form, the knife master was already holding the Full Moon Knife, turning red light, the speed was so fast that the shape was blurred, and the blood light on the Full Moon Knife gathered, and it slashed at the neck of the Jiaolong Demon King.

Bang Bang Bang!

Where the Full Moon Knife passed, there was the sound of air being compressed and bursting.

In an instant, the blood-red sword light swept through the throat of the Jiaolong Demon King.

The dragon demon king is huge, and he has not escaped this ghostly knife.

Clang!

However, it is not the same as the imaginary blood splash.

The sword light collided violently with the scales covered by the neck of the Dragon Demon King, and sparks flew everywhere, and there was a sound of metal colliding.

The Jiaolong Demon King sneered, and his sharp claws dug into the sword master's mouth.

With the hard resistance to the knife master's knife, he was unharmed, and even a white mark did not appear on the scales.

Facing the Jiaolong Demon King's claws, the knife master hurriedly defended with a vertical knife.

Boom!

A strong and irresistible force was transmitted along the arm of the knife master to his body, and under the force, the body of the knife owner involuntarily flew out upside down, smashing on the ground, smashing the ground out of a deep pit.

"It is worthy of being a demon beast at the peak of the fourth grade, ** is so strong, I am not an opponent at all." The sword master struggled to get up, wiped away the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and added a bit of vigilance to his gaze at the Jiaolong Demon King.

He is a physical cultivator, and he is the most powerful monk, and he also uses the power of magic weapons, but he just made such a move with the Jiaolong Demon King, but he was injured.

The most important thing is that the Jiaolong Demon King's Jiao scales are comparable to high-grade defensive magic weapons, and he can't break the defense with all his strength.

This battle is really not easy, and the strength of the Jiaolong Demon King has increased greatly compared to two hundred years ago.

Why is it growing so fast?

A cold light flashed in the sword master's eyes, and he was very puzzled.

According to common sense, the life span of the demon race is extremely long, and correspondingly, the strength of the realm is much slower than that of the human race, but the growth rate of the Jiaolong Demon King's cultivation has gotten rid of this common sense.

"With this bit of strength, do you dare to do it to me?" The voice of the Jiaolong Demon King was like thunder, and the big eyes of the copper bell were extremely indifferent, overlooking the sword master, and his tone was full of disdain.

Just as the Jiaolong Demon King was saying cruel words, a vague black afterimage suddenly appeared and flashed in the air.

Burst!

Without much defense, coupled with the extremely fast speed of the black afterimage, this afterimage swept over the back of the Jiaolong Demon King, bringing a large area of blood to spill.

The Dragon Demon King is wounded!

The Jiaolong Demon King was in pain, and roared involuntarily, his vertical pupils staring at the black afterimage that was constantly circling and swaying in the air like a swimming snake.

This time he saw clearly what the dark shadow was.

It was a blackened sword, and there was a dangerous aura that sent him chills through it.

And on his scale-covered back, a huge wound had already appeared at this time.

"What a sharp sword!" The Jiaolong Demon King's vigilance suddenly rose.

The three-foot blade of the rank sword weapon is so sharp that even the scales of the Jiaolong Demon King can't stop it.

A slender figure appeared in front of the sword master, his face extremely cold.

It was Xue Zhuyong.

It was he who commanded the three-foot blade to attack the Dragon Demon King.

Xue Zhuyong is not a sword cultivator, nor has he practiced the art of flying swords, he just uses the three-foot blade as an ordinary magic weapon to drive.

But even without the bonus of flying swordsmanship, the lethality of the three-foot blade against the demon beast is still unexpectedly strong.

"If you prepare these things, you dare to slay the dragon?" Xue Candleyong frowned and asked the knife master.

"Naturally, it doesn't stop." The knife master said in a deep voice, and then shouted softly, "Get up!" ”

With a soft shout from the sword master, the wind and clouds suddenly surged in the big array, and countless clouds and mist poured out again.

These clouds instantly condensed into a giant.

The giant was a hundred feet tall, with three heads and six arms, and all six arms held heavy weapons such as cloud guns or tridents.

Whew, hoohoo!

The wind roared, and the cloud and mist giant wielded a weapon composed of clouds and mist, smashing it towards the dragon demon king.

The dragon demon king swam in the shape of a swim, adjusting its position, and at the same time, with a wave of its tail, it swept towards the waist of the cloud giant, as if it wanted to cut off the cloud giant's waist.

The huge shape restricted the movement of the cloud and mist giant rao, and the tail of the dragon demon king's black light condensed easily passed through the waist of the cloud and mist giant rao.

Without any hindrance, the clouds and mist on the waist of the cloud giant were immediately dispersed.

But at the moment when the Jiaolong Demon King retracted the tail, the scattered clouds and mist on the cloud giant's waist were cut off and immediately condensed again.

The Cloud Giants were not affected in any way.

It's like drawing a knife to cut off the water, and the water is more flowing.

However, it was obviously also a six-handled weapon composed of clouds and mist, and it smashed on the Jiaolong Demon King unchanged, but it made a huge impact sound.

The Jiaolong Demon King was so powerful, and under this blow, it took several zhang to stabilize his form.