Near-god species.

A ranking of ranks

Last, inferior, secondary, inferior, superior, polar, near-god.

As introduced, the Near-God Species is the strongest combat power in this world.

But what if it's a duel between two near-god species?

There are racial estimates that it only happens once every 500 years on average.

Every duel will reveal a place of death that lasts for thousands of years.

What is the place of death?

There are no elves in the space, and the environment cannot tolerate life.

Such a place is called a place of death.

Mo Ninglong's luck is good, what they are watching is a big drama once in 500 years!

A dragon and a man both rushed into the clouds.

Moments later, the clouds were cleared by the terrible impact.

Harsh sunlight.

For thousands of years, the land here has finally felt the sunshine that has not been seen for a long time.

The sky behind the clouds was cleared, and a huge circular area emerged.

In the center of the area, there are two monsters.

Obviously, the girl in the black dress summoned her own abyss body.

Two pairs of fleshy wings took turns stirring, and their pitch-black bodies were covered with heavy bone armor.

The end of a tail is split in two, both of which are sharp blades.

These traits make him look more like the dragon on the other side.

Compared to the ugliness and unnaturalness of the left guard, this black dragon is undoubtedly a work of art.

The girl turns into a black dragon.

Mo Ninglong didn't know why he thought of the three words dragon knight.

It's ironic.

After the baptism of the ancient beast species over the years, only the ancient dragon clan remains, and the lord of the abyss in front of him is actually imitating?

"I am the king of the dragons!"

The dragon king flapped his wings and accelerated, and with the absolute strength of his body, he crashed into the black dragon.

The black dragon did not dodge, and also collided with it with the power of his body: "I could press you to the ground and rub it a thousand years ago, and it will be the same after a thousand years!" ”

Two streamers, one red and one black, constantly collide.

The terrible impact and piercing sound continued to torment everyone present.

Oh~

Except for Mo Ninglong's group of five.

"Boom!"

Once again, the two dragons collided together.

But this time, they are not parting.

Rather, they are at a stalemate with each other.

The eyes are facing each other.

The two dragon horns collided, face to face.

Ah, don't get me wrong, it's not about kissing.

In the mouths of both, the elves are wailing and the magic is boiling!

A crimson orb with pure malice appeared in each of their mouths.

The sphere is constantly expanding.

The energy perceived by the outside world is not increasing.

Almost at the same time, the two orbs burst forward with a tearing impact!

There is no so-called opposing wave, and the moment the two rays collide, only the white pure light of this world remains.

"That's not going to work."

Holding the watermelon and wiping the little red juice from the corner of his mouth, Mo Ninglong frowned slightly.

He didn't worry about those big lizards with wings, the rank of the near-god species, even if the same rank was weaker, they could still live in this harsh environment.

But those abyssal seeds are dead.

Then how do you accept the little brother?

Mo Ninglong added a shield to these abyss sisters very intimately.

When the abyssal species quietly greeted death, they unexpectedly found that there was a magical shield in front of them.

It was this shield that kept out the aftermath of the two powerhouses' attacks.

What was even more shocking was that this technique was effortless.

Overmatch!

The abyssal species looked around vigilantly.

The pure white light continued, and the chaotic elven detection spell could not be released.

No one knows who the person who released the technique was.

"So, what are you waiting for?"

The Dragon King's voice came from the white.

The dragons who were floating and waiting for orders threw the energy bombs that had been prepared for a long time at their dragon king.

The white light dissipated.

The black dragon looked at the "torrential rain" that came from the sky

"Huh."

The wings roll up to protect the body.

Complex light patterns fill every corner of the wing's flesh membrane.

Mo Ninglong saw it really, these were all techniques.

Depicting the technique on the body, it is no wonder that there is such a terrifying body.

Physical limits?

In this fantasy world, it's a joke.

The rainstorm of dragon breath released by condensing the power of the whole dragon tore the surrounding space into a wound like a knife.

Originally, these wounds should have been repaired in an instant.

But.

These cracks don't.

The dragon king's eyes narrowed, and a hint of bad flickered in his heart.

In the next second, his hunch became a reality.

"Thank you so much." The black dragon sneered.

The dark spatial wounds joined together into a huge crack.

In the cracks, there is an even more terrifying aura.

"Lord of the Abyss!"

The abyssal species crawled on the ground and could not move.

for it was the body of their Creator.

"Release the crack in my true body, I can't tear it out now, but with the power of you stupid dragons......"

The giant beast awakened from the crack looked at it, and its meaning was self-evident.

A hand is outstretched

The Dragon King felt a little powerless.

The black dragon sneered: "You are sleeping, powerlessly waiting for death, but I have always become stronger." ”

"The first one to become a god to sit on that throne is destined to be me!"

"Really?" The soft and cute voice is especially abrupt at this moment.

"Nonsense!" Then the black dragon turned his head.

He found something strange.

A cloud, a cloud?

Mo Ninglong took steps, approaching at a speed of one kilometer at a time.

Only then did the black dragon see the other party clearly.

It turned out to be a humanoid little girl with nine strange tails growing behind it.

"Where did the ants come from?" He could see through the number of Mo Ninglong's elven corridors at a glance.

There is no doubt that the gods are near.

Maybe in other places, he will be the strongest on the hegemonic side, but here, in his eyes, he is just a stronger ant.

"It's said to be an ant."

Mo Ninglong shrugged.

"Stupid ants!"

A strong wind descended from the sky and shrouded Mo Ninglong.

Mo Ninglong could clearly feel the magic rubbing against every inch of his skin like sandpaper.

No wonder the ground was sliced away, no wonder the poor dragon was left with only bones.

It's really a cruel and tyrannical way to kill.

It's a pity that Mo Ninglong only felt comfortable.

The nine tails behind him are exceptionally comfortable under such friction.

"Maybe it's useful to keep this kid." Thinking so, Mo Ninglong tore open the wind and let the heavens and the earth return to peace.

Looking at Mo Ninglong's uninjured appearance, the black dragon said unexpectedly: "It seems that I underestimated you." ”

"Well, adults don't remember villains, forgive you." Mo Ninglong waved his hand and said.

And then......

There was silence.

Even the dragon king was speechless.

The black dragon opened the crack and the giant beast looked over

"You're the first one to dare to talk to me like that."

As he spoke, the outstretched hand of the abyssal giant beast turned around and pinched towards Mo Ninglong

Mo Ninglong looked at the approaching hand, and his breath changed.

Layers of techniques unfolded from above his head, as many as 10,000 layers, and the range of the spells was half a planet.

A beam of light shot into the outer space of the star.

Space is warped.

Light could not escape the area, creating a hopeless black.

Night, compulsion.

Within the scope of the procedure.

Unusual dark clouds form at extremely low altitudes.

Mo Ninglong disappeared into the lightning and thunder

In the next second, everything was silent.

There was only one voice left in heaven and earth.

"The essence of God is revealed, God will be able to understand, and the Godhead will set the bottom."