Every impact of this black dragon was like a thunderous force, making the moment Song Qingxiao collided with it, it was like encountering the crisis of Mount Tai's overpower.

Under the strong force, a huge wind cocoon was formed, enveloping Song Qingxiao's body and squeezing her tendons, internal organs, etc.

Even a distraction realm powerhouse whose physical body has been tempered may not be able to hold on for a moment under such a force.

But under Song Qingxiao's attack like a storm, the hidden energy in his body was gradually awakened.

The energy hidden in every bit of flesh and blood poured into the veins with the impact of the Black Dragon King, and after the scale armor on his body was knocked away, it was reborn under the power of the bloodline, and it was even tougher!

'Bang! ’

'Bang! ’

……

The heavy crash was mixed with the dragon king's low groan, and large clouds of lightning exploded in front of her eyes, bombarding her body with the wind and demonic energy.

Every time she was hit, blood and qi churned in her veins, and she quickly retreated.

Song Qing urinated like a bump at the top of the wind and waves, and his eyes were like floating clouds in front of him, and under the limitation of his divine sense, he only listened to react with his sixth sense.

But she could feel that under the tearing blow of the Black Dragon King, the power that poured out from all over her body fused like a hundred streams, and with her curse: "Cang! ”

That force finally turned into the sea, erupted with unprecedented invincible power, and then burst out with a 'boom'!

'Ang-'

Under the cover of the 'Power of Dragon Slayer', the fist shadow turned into a white mang magnified tenfold, breaking through the combined resistance of lightning and wind, and hitting the pitch-black dragon body.

'Click-click-click-' In the crisp sound, the power struck the body of the Black Dragon King inward with a devastating force, the dragon body bent, and the power grew straight into the body, pouring into the inside of the dragon body, and the hard and incomparable dragon king's bones made a crisp sound of breaking.

The electric current floating above the scale armor was scattered, and the brilliant white light turned into an incomparably dazzling light, which burned on the body of the Black Dragon King.

The dragon king's huge head was raised high under the impetus of this force, and the long whiskers on both sides of his mouth swayed in the wind, letting out a roar.

Song Qing retracted his hand, then shook his wrist, and where his five fingers were opened, the light burst out, turning into two scale armors, and without waiting for the black dragon king to turn around, he stabbed the dragon king who was hit in the abdomen with both hands.

The brand seemed to have a defense-breaking effect, and the scale armor here seemed to be quite fragile under the suppression of the 'power to slay the dragon'.

Only heard the sound of 'poof', Song Qingxiao's fingers scratched through the scale armor, inserted it into the dragon's body, and tore it hard-

'Whoa-'

Cold blood splattered out with the scales, and the Black Dragon King's abdomen was forcibly torn open by her.

The blood did not stink, but it was full of spiritual power, which caused the little dragon soul in her soul to be even more excited, and it kept swimming between her souls.

'Roar! ’

Stimulated by the pain, the dragon king let out a wail.

This roar was like a signal, causing lightning to flash behind its tail and above its long horns, and at the same time it gathered between its two claws and grabbed Song Qingxiao.

It collided with Song Qing several times, making it know that it was slightly better than the 'prey' in front of it.

Now with the assistance of thunder and lightning, it seems to think that it can knock Song Qingxiao back by half a step.

The black dragon king's purple-red eyes flashed with cruelty and calmness, but before those claws landed on Song Qingxiao's body, the dragon king found that the 'prey' in front of him disappeared in a flash.

The film in its eyes flashed, and its claws were still in their original downward shape, and the cunning dragon king soon realized that she did not 'disappear', but because of her speed, her figure also turned into gray mist.

While the Black Dragon King is growing, she is also getting more and more adapted to her body because of the power of her bloodline in the fight, and her speed and strength are increasing rapidly, and she is gradually on par with it.

Sure enough!

With the sound of the 'whistling' wind, a long blue tail came out of the sky, sweeping towards the dragon king's claws, the speed was incredibly fast, and the strong wind flow even absorbed the arc above the dragon's claws, and the 'bell' hit its claws with a bang.

The power was much better than before, the power of thunder and lightning was forcibly turned into smoke, the long tail shrank its claws, and the tip of the tail was like an extremely sharp treasure, hooking the dragon king's abdomen, tearing open the scale armor, and blood gushing out.

The dragon king's body was lifted high, and he let out a long cry of pain.

The situation seems to have been reversed.

Song Qingxiao succeeded in striking again, and immediately took advantage of the victory to pursue, and with every flash, he tore open the dragon scales with both hands and scratched its flesh and blood.

The power in the body is endless, the blood is boiling, and the sound of friction between punches gives Song Qingxiao a kind of self-confidence that seems to be able to control heaven and earth with just his palms!

The dragon king was completely suppressed, wailing incessantly, blood and scales splattering, and the dragon's body made a dull 'thump' sound every time she struck it.

The sound of the incomparable dragon bone breaking was endless, and the spiritual power sparked due to the rapid surge and friction, but in the next moment, it dropped to a low point after her punch, and ice crystals formed!

Song Qingxiao hadn't fought so heartily for a long time, whether it was possessed by a silver wolf in the past, or obtained the Chaos Green Lantern, or even forged the Sword of Zhutian with his own hands, it was not one ten-thousandth of a refreshing time.

Because this is the original power of her physical body, not the auxiliary bonus of something outside of her body.

When she realized that she was strong enough to control these treasures completely, rather than relying solely on magic weapons to save her life, her state of mind began to transform again, and she went to the next level.

The roar of the dragon king in front of her and the splashing of dragon blood and black scales everywhere stimulated her feelings, and even made her faintly love this bloody combat method that purely relied on her body and struck with strength.

All secret techniques and treasures are just auxiliary methods, and they will be crushed in the face of absolute strength.

Under a few blows, the dragon king was already scarred, and his scales flew wildly.

The body was marked by the 'power of dragon slayer', and the dragon scales were uncovered in many places, and the black flesh and blood were torn out, and they were shattered by the spiritual power and turned into a drizzle.

The Dragon King's injuries gradually worsened, but Song Qingxiao faintly felt that something was wrong.

The dragon king looked defeated, but its breath was not sluggish, and her fist struck the body, making a heavy 'bang' sound, causing the dragon body to bend.

The black scale armor that had been powerless to resist under the 'power of dragon slayer' did not shatter this time, but instead wrapped around the body, only slightly concave the body, and did not make a 'click' sound of bones shattering as before.

On the contrary, after bearing this blow, the dragon king still had the strength to turn around, reached out a claw with thunder and lightning, and scratched at her fiercely.

She dodged sideways, the long armor still resting on her shoulder, a 'snort' that left a deep scar on the bone.

"Evolved?"

The pain did not make Song Qingxiao afraid, but made her slightly excited.

The dragon king that evolved into the Nine Dragons, if it was only to such an extent, it would inevitably make her feel a little regretful.

Obviously, this dragon king has not been born for a long time, and his strength should only be in the growth stage.

However, in the process of being beaten, it also began to evolve its potential as if it had been tempered by a thousand tempers.

"Let me see, what else are you capable of!"

After Song Qing finished saying this, the dragon king took the opportunity to distance himself from her with the power of this claw, tore his head through the clouds, and got into it, getting rid of the ending of being beaten upside down.

Black shadows soared into the sky, flying into the higher clouds, flying back and forth above the canopy, dispersing the dark red mist.

Like a bloody night, I saw a black shadow shuttling in the sky, the speed was getting faster and faster, the afterimage was connected with the prime minister, and the black gas and red mist merged and rolled, and in an instant, it seemed to stir up a huge whirlpool above the sky.

The dragon king's long chant came from the high-speed rotating whirlpool, pressing down on the cover of the Yulun Void Realm, and its momentum was majestic, as if it was soaring much higher than before.

'Buzz-'

Under the huge sound wave, the Yulun Realm began to tremble wildly, and some fine wooden beams and stone tiles could not withstand the impact of this dragon roar, and 'bang' burst open.

But only a moment later, the swirling black shadow suddenly disappeared!

As soon as the rapid sound wave of rotation disappeared, only the remnant clouds and red mist were still turning, and there was still the aftermath of the dragon in the wind whistle, but Song Qingxiao could feel that the black dragon king was already 'gone'.

The ban here has not been broken, and it cannot be escaped.

What's more, to this point, neither side is willing to give up.

The big demon is full of treasures, especially a creature like the demon king, which is of great benefit to Song Qingxiao, whether it is in terms of benefits or tasks, it is impossible for Song Qingxiao to let it go.

Similarly, for the Black Dragon King, Song Qingxiao's existence was also a wonderful 'tonic' that made it advance again, and it would never let go of this opportunity.

In addition, Song Qingxiao has the 'power to destroy the dragon' gifted by the soul suppression clan, and there is a 'clan extermination' enmity between him, and he will never die.

'Woohoo'!

In the sound of the wind, Song Qingxiao closed his eyes and replaced his ears and eyes with his divine sense and senses.

After there was no interference from sight and hearing, everything around her was still clearly captured by her, and she could feel that there was a cold gaze staring at her coldly, looking for flaws, and wanting to hit with one blow.

'Sisuo-' The clouds and mist turned, making an almost inaudible sound of wind, and the corners of Song Qing's small mouth hooked slightly:

"Here!"

She turned her head, and the red clouds in front of her were torn open from it, and a black dragon head came out of it with a 'roar', opened its huge mouth, and tore at her, but she had already caught it.

Between the two fists, Bai Mang turned into two crossed air currents, sealed out in an 'X' shape, and imprinted in the dragon king's mouth with a 'snort', sealing the lightning flow that swallowed from his throat.

As soon as the dragon's head was hit, it immediately retreated into the fog with a 'boom', the red clouds were stirred up by the force, and the head of the black dragon king disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Fake?"

Song Qingxiao missed under this blow, and he didn't feel like he felt after his fist fell into the ground before.

Before she could finish speaking, there was another movement on the other side, and the same dragon head appeared on the left side of her body again, viciously biting her arm!

And then the right side, the back, the top of the head --

Then dragon shadows flashed in all directions, and the roar of the evil dragon was endless, like a group of owls undulating, and the dragon's head appeared one after another, as if the speed was extremely fast, and there was a hallucination.

'Bang! ’

'Bang bang! ’

'Bang bang bang! ’

In the sound of the blow, the overwhelming black dragon head surged wildly, and was photographed by Song Qingxiao as an afterimage, and it had not completely disappeared, and then a substitute appeared again.

In an instant, these dragon shadows were stacked more and more, densely packed, and Song Qingxiao only felt dazzled in front of him, and the attacking dragon head was dizzying.

Song Qingxiao strictly guarded it, and hit a dragon head with a fist 'bang', this is not a phantom, but a real dragon king!

She was overjoyed, and before she could grab the dragon's head and pull it out, she only heard the sound of 'poof', when a sharp object suddenly pierced her back, and then a chill hit her heart.

Oops!

Song Qingxiao only felt that his body was torn by a strong force, and he dragged it backwards fiercely.

Her body was unstable, and the other leaders rushed to step forward, also trying to get a piece of the pie.

At the moment of nine deaths, she forcibly stabilized her body, and felt a dragon head on her back, tearing a piece of flesh from her body with a 'hiss'.

Blood gushed out, and demonic energy invaded the flesh.

In the chewing sound of 'swish', Song Qingxiao reluctantly broke the two dragon heads, in exchange for several wails, and the rest of the dragon heads seemed to temporarily take advantage of it, and then disappeared with a 'whoosh'.

After temporarily getting out of the crisis, Song Qingxiao looked sideways at his shoulder.

From the lower part of her right shoulder to her lower ribs, she was torn off a large scar from her palm, and there was still demonic energy on it, greedily sucking her blood, and the pain was incomparable.

About thirty zhang away from her, the black dragon that had disappeared before reappeared, blood still remained at the corners of his mouth, and a pair of eyes had turned red, staring at her coldly in the clouds, as if recalling the previous delicacy, waiting for the next ambush.

The demonic energy at the wound was expelled by the blue blood, and the powerful recovery ability of the flesh caused the wound to squirm rapidly and reunite, and the flow of blood gradually stopped.

Song Qingxiao tried to move her arm, although the pain affected her performance to a certain extent, but at the same time, it also stimulated her consciousness and made her calmer.

The Dragon King seems to have evolved one step further, whether in terms of physical strength or strength, it is not comparable to when he was born.

But its previous attacks were both virtual and real, and she thought at first that those dragon heads were all phantoms, and only a real dragon lurked in them, waiting to be attacked, similar to the mosquito immortal's 'immortal body' technique in Nuwa's mission to mend the sky.

It's just that now it seems that she guessed wrong.

There are real and false in the dragon shadow, and there are many less real and more fake, but there is definitely more than one real dragon lurking inside.

The blood in the back had stopped flowing, and the power of the blood veins surrounded the flesh and blood again, Song Qingxiao felt that the strength was gradually returning, clenched his fists, and muttered to himself:

"Kowloon in One......

The Dragon King was born from the unity of the Nine Dragons, so after evolution, I am afraid that he has the ability to clone the Nine Dragons.

As soon as she thought of this, she saw that the dragon king in the distance really couldn't hold his breath anymore.

After devouring her flesh and blood, I am afraid that I sensed the powerful aura of blue blood, which tempted these demon kings to move, and they couldn't wait to swallow such a delicacy into their stomachs.

When its eyes flashed, the sound of 'whoosh, whoosh' came one after another, and a lurking black dragon suddenly appeared out of thin air again on the left side of the sky, like a photocopy, followed by the third and fourth......

Eventually, nine dragons were formed, surrounding Song Qingxiao in the center.

All the black dragons stared at Song Qingxiao, who was at the midpoint of the encirclement, with greedy eyes, and regarded her as a wonderful 'tonic' that could make them advance.

In the chewing sound of 'swoop', these black dragon kings seemed to be reminiscing about the delicious taste of the previous piece of flesh and blood.

This is not comparable to the nine-headed black dragon that was not in the climate before, this is the dragon king who has the precious bloodline of a real demon after evolution, and he is extremely fierce.

Song Qingxiao was silent in the dragon's breath for a long time, and finally seemed to have some regrets, with a twist of her wrist, and when the purple light flashed, a light purple translucent long sword slowly appeared, and she held it in the palm of her hand.

Who doesn't have a helper?

Dragon King: I am the Dragon King!

Qingxiao: I have the body of Nuwa!

Dragon King: I have the art of clone!

Qingxiao (silently took out the Zhutian, Star Array, and Chaos Green Lantern): I have treasures.

Dragon King: Bye-bye, I'm going home for dinner.

Qingxiao: I'll send you.

Dragon King: ......

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