As soon as Zhu Tian came out, the chilling sword qi suddenly cut through the chaotic coercion formed by the Nine Dragons aura split by the Dragon King.

Kowloon's eyes flickered, as if they were conveying a message to each other.

Song Qingxiao, who was in the encirclement, after holding the sword in his hand, the momentum of the whole person changed suddenly, not only was he not affected by the pressure of the dragon's breath, but he had a posture above the nine dragons.

She swung her long sword at will, and the formidable sword aura pierced the sky, making a sound that made Jiulong faintly feel greatly threatened.

They are the bodies of the great demons that have been extinct in ancient times, if it weren't for the Yellow Emperor who led the Soul Suppression Clan to suppress them, the Black Dragon Clan should not have been extinct.

After hibernation for many years, the dragon king who used the soul suppression clan to absorb a strong person like Fan Wu as a sacrifice and was reborn was far superior to the king above the ordinary black dragon.

With its bloodline and rank, it stands to reason that there are very few things in this world that can make them sense danger and fear.

But at this time, there was something that made the dragon king feel excited and frightened, as if it instinctively wanted to surrender, but its pride did not allow it to be easily defeated.

'Whew-'

'Whew-'

……

Nine dragons let out a low groan in unison, and the figure loomed in the clouds and mist, lurking for a while, and then finally couldn't hold its breath, when the cloud shadow flashed, the black shadow of the nine dragons was as fast as lightning, and disappeared in place in an instant.

Under the rapid friction of spiritual power, purple sparks began to appear in the dark red clouds, converging into stripes of lightning, accompanied by the shadow of a black dragon, and began to pierce through the clouds!

The temperature rises rapidly, but it has an eerie feeling due to the influence of the rich demonic aura.

This kind of power was controlled by the Dragon King, faintly suppressing the ice spiritual power in Song Qingxiao's body, making her feel like she was being restrained.

'Whoa! ’

Thin arcs of electricity fell first between the ends of her hair, then to all around her body, more and more.

In a short time, the scale armor was already covered with a thin electric current, and the 'sizzling' sound crawled past her scale armor, piercing through the wound, bringing bursts of tingling pain.

This current is blocked by the scales, and it can't bring her much damage, but it is obviously causing interference, and the big war is about to break out, and the existence of these currents may cause her trouble, which is what the Dragon King wants to create a domain momentum that belongs to it, intending to overwhelm the formation after Song Qingxiao sacrificed the Sword of Heaven.

The ice spiritual power could not completely dispel these thunderbolts, and under the influence of demonic energy and dragon breath, she could not completely freeze the Yulun Void Realm.

Song Qingxiao thought calmly.

She didn't really want to take out the Heavenly Sword so quickly, after all, it was too rare to fight purely with physical strength and stimulate the power of the bloodline.

There weren't many anti-heaven beings like the Black Dragon King, and in the process of fighting it, she could gradually explore the potential of her bloodline's power.

It's a pity that this dragon king can't wait, and because she is injured, if she still continues to fight with physical strength, I am afraid that she will fall behind.

Although Song Qingxiao said that he had some regrets, he still knew that he had to put the task first.

She used her spiritual power, and as soon as the frost knew, it was shattered by the rotating arc, and it was difficult to become a climate.

Since he couldn't control the battlefield with ice spiritual power, when Song Qingxiao was about to find another way, in his soul, the violet fireworks in the chaotic green light flickered slightly.

In a flash of firelight, the instinct of the body slowly introduced this trace of flame into the spiritual power, which made Song Qingxiao's heart move slightly.

The physical body did not reject this trace of flame breath, but faintly carried a little expectation and joy.

She remembered that during the Alcatraz trial, after swallowing a large amount of snake blood and mixing the evolution potion, her legs turned into tails, revealing Nuwa's true body, and when her power exploded, the spiritual power in her body was a fusion of ice and fire.

At that time, her physical body was too fragile to withstand the impact of these two forces, so at the critical moment of life and death, she used the power of the divine prison in a daze to seal the blue blood on her chest.

It was also from that time that she gained the spiritual power of the ice system, and since then she has embarked on the path of true cultivation.

And the 'flame' hidden in the blue blood seemed to disappear with the seal, and never appeared again.

Song Qingxiao was thinking, maybe the characteristics of blue blood hadn't completely disappeared, but she hadn't found a true way to open this seal yet.

During the expedition to Gufu, the moment she touched the green lantern without being hit by the flames, she successfully contracted the green lantern, and then the dual-system power of ice and fire that was originally not integrated could be safe, which should be inseparable from the blue blood of the day.

Thinking of this, Song Qingxiao tried to introduce that purple flame into the veins.

This flame pact with her, and it is impossible for her to fall.

But what is the importance of the veins? If she forcibly introduces the flame breath into the veins, it may collide with the ice system in her body, and if she is not careful, it will cause serious consequences.

At this time, it was the time of the Great War, and even the slightest mistake would make her doomed.

Song Qingxiao's body was densely covered by dense lightning, like layers of shackles, waiting for Kowloon's sanctions.

'Bang bang, bang bang! ’

The surface of her body was struck by lightning and made it dull and painful, but the blood qi in Song Qingxiao's body began to surge, and her divine sense seemed to be divided into two wisps, half of which calmly examined her body, and half of which led the flames to slowly flow into the veins!

After that flame poured into the veins, the fierce situation of the sudden outbreak of resistance by the ice spiritual power that Song Qingxiao had expected did not happen.

On the contrary, a certain characteristic of the ice spiritual power seemed to be activated at the moment when the flames poured in, and the ice and fire fused together, quickly igniting the power!

The faint flame shadow wrapped the ice spiritual power in the middle, and under the guidance of the God Destroying Technique, it quickly traveled to all parts of Song Qing's small tendons, converged to the dantian, turned into supreme power, and rushed out of the body-

'Boom! ’

In the light whistling of flames, a flame of light gushed out from the surface of Song Qingxiao's body.

The flame of light was the color of a demon, like blue but not blue, dreamy, not scorching, but with a feeling of extreme coldness.

As Song Qing's little spiritual power poured out endlessly, as soon as the ice flame burst out, it quickly ignited the power of thunder and lightning attached to the surface of her body!

The purple light was engulfed by the ice flame, and the power of the flame spread out in all directions, and in an instant, Song Qing's little body seemed to be wrapped in this blue flame cloud, forming a sea of fire!

The thunder and lightning, demonic energy, and dark red clouds in the air frantically evaded, as if they had actively made way for the ice flames.

The 'howling' wind swept through, and the ice flame seemed to have received supreme help, and the 'boom' spread bigger and bigger, and in the blink of an eye, it burst out ten feet away, igniting the sky.

'Boom-'

Half of the sky, which was originally occupied by dark red clouds, was suddenly squeezed by ice flames, and the influence of thunder, lightning, magic and dragon breath in the air was quickly weakened.

It's now—

Song Qingxiao's divine consciousness was immersed in a wonderful realm, and as the ice flame spread, this place seemed to be dominated by her.

In the sound of 'whoosh', the light and shadow on the sword of Zhutian flashed, the sword qi burst out, and the spiritual power poured into the sword body, and she opened her eyes:

"God Destroyer!"

The God Destroying Technique guided the spiritual power to form a huge Zhou Tian cycle around Song Qingxiao's body, and then swayed out through the Xuantian-level spiritual treasure.

Where the ice flames were covered, like her territory, clusters of ice flames produced cyan lotus lotuses with large plates, and then slowly bloomed, like thousands of chaotic green lanterns blooming together, lighting up the Yulun Void Realm shrouded in the shadow of the black dragon.

In his soul, Su Wu was both shocked and surprised.

In the sea of stars that day, the move that Su Wu had used was completely displayed by Song Qingxiao at this time.

He didn't expect that the actions of the moment that day would be 'copied' by her so quickly.

That feeling is very complicated, this secret method that belongs to him alone, now there is a new inheritance, and it may be better than blue in the future.

Even when he was besieged and killed by the people of the Martial Arts Research Institute, and his soul was parasitic to Song Qingxiao's body, Su Wu did not feel so clearly that his time was gone forever.

The domineering and incomparable power of the God Exterminating Technique, under the blessing of Zhu Tian, launched sanctions in the realm that belonged to Song Qingxiao alone, 'Whoosh-'

The cyan light lotus bloomed, and the sword qi overflowed, with an extremely terrifying killing intent, stabbing and slashing the Nine Dragons Ling Chi who had broken into the realm!

The dragon king's tempered scale armor seemed to be like paper paste at this time, and it was cut open by the extremely cold silk sword qi, and black blood splattered like smoke, 'Huh-'

'Whew-'

The nine black dragons that were separated let out a terrible and unusually miserable roar, the cry was like a sniper bird, and the shadows of several black dragons were like dying and churning worms, and they were soon dyed blue by the light of the ice flame.

The sword qi crisscrossed and filled the field.

No matter how much Jiulong struggled, he couldn't escape the slaughter of his sword qi.

Under the shroud of ice flames, the incomparable dragon scales were weakened, and the thunder and lightning covering the dragon's body could not accumulate in large quantities, and they were forcibly peeled off by the blue flames.

Nine Dragons screamed continuously, and the sword qi hurt them greatly, but no matter how frantically they escaped, they couldn't swing their domineering and incomparable sword qi, like a fish on a chopping board, dying and struggling.

The spiritual power in Song Qingxiao's body was quickly drained due to this move, and a large amount of spiritual power was introduced into the sword body along with the ice and fire dual systems along with the God Destroying Technique, making the light even brighter.

'Whoosh-'

The edge of the sword qi implied an absolute killing intention, and the dragon king who had slashed that point into nine finally couldn't bear it, and after finding that he couldn't resist the slash of the sword qi, Kowloon began to frantically flee in the same direction.

The blood gushed out in large streams, and then was cut into droplets by the sword, like a 'rustle' drizzle.

Nine Dragons fled in embarrassment from different directions, crashed into one place with a 'boom', and then turned into a dragon king covered in bruises!

The dragon king's true body reappeared, and when his head was raised, the two horns flashed 'swoop' thunderbolts, and the current was like a soaring silver snake, wrapping its black scale armor firmly.

It had been hit hard at this moment, and the horror of the god-destroying technique had made this ancient demon king fearful, and he had no intention of fighting again.

This demon king wanted to escape, and used all his strength to break through, and even Song Qingxiao's 'rare' bloodline, which was enough to make it salivate, could no longer attract it, which showed its horror.

Song Qing used the Divine Extermination Technique, although it made the Dragon King flee in fright, but at the same time, the consumption of her spiritual power was also extremely huge, and almost ninety percent of her spiritual power was drained by it.

If it weren't for the blessing of the power of the Soul Suppression Clan, I am afraid that I would not be able to withstand the supreme domineering spiritual power at all, and I would also be hit hard.

At this time, once the Dragon King wanted to escape, Song Qing moved his fingers, and there was a faint feeling that he was unable to do anything after exhaustion.

The ice flame began to extinguish due to the lack of follow-up, and the light of the blooming green lotus was also dimming, plus the dragon king only wanted to escape, carrying the thunder and lightning, he actually broke through the encirclement at once, and escaped dozens of zhang away in an instant at a lightning speed.

She couldn't help but smile bitterly, her strength was still a little too weak, and her control of spiritual power was not strong enough, but these were all later words, and the top priority was that this dragon king must not escape!

Thinking of this, Song Qing threw the long sword in his hand:

"It's your turn!"

As soon as the glorious Zhutian Sword was thrown into the air, a golden dragon shadow flashed out within the translucent sword body.

The soul of the little dragon in the Zhutian Sword had already been impatient, but Song Qingxiao suppressed it again and again, so he reluctantly waited.

At this time, as soon as he heard Song Qingxiao's words, there was a sense of joy and excitement that passed into Song Qingxiao's sea of knowledge.

I only heard a clear dragon roar, and the sword body turned into a golden dragon in mid-air, and the 'boom' broke through the clouds, as fast as a swift shadow, chasing after the black dragon king, murderous.

The black dragon king in front desperately fled, and the golden shadow behind chased after him.

The dragon king himself was already seriously injured, plus he was panicked and anxious, and he also felt the suppression of the bloodline of the golden little dragon soul, even if he was crazy and wanted to escape, his speed still fell by half a point.

On the contrary, the golden dragon soul had been endured for a long time, and in addition, it was combined with the Xuantian Sword, and its dragon breath also carried the fierceness of the Xuantian Sword, and it quickly chased after it.

The golden and black dragon shadows quickly fought together, and in the midst of the dragon roar, the two shadows began to tear wildly, shaking open the cloud veil that was enveloping.

Song Qingxiao couldn't maintain Nuwa's body anymore after her strength was exhausted, her long tail turned into legs again, and her body began to fall rapidly.

The black dragon's wails and long groans spread into her sea of knowledge, and the black and golden dragons fought each other with extremely strong bodies, and the sound of biting and thunder and lightning was endless, listening to the battle was even more ferocious than when she fought with the black dragon before.

But Song Qingxiao was not worried about Xiaolong.

In addition to the fact that the two are in harmony with each other, she also has a strong belief in Xiaolong - the dragon she raised will never be weaker than this black dragon king.

What's more, the Black Dragon King has already been seriously injured, and at this time he is just stubbornly resisting, in addition to the strength of the little dragon's own soul breath, he also has the Sword of Heaven as the body, which is enough to suppress it.

Song Qingxiao's body fell from mid-air like a meteor, and fell into the ruins with a 'boom', smashing the tile beam, and splashing a large amount of dust again.

At the same time, in the middle of the air, the black shadow was covered by the golden mang, and gradually lost its opponent, and the sound of biting and chewing was heard from time to time.

This is the cruel and true law between the big demons.

Double more in one~~~

I'm going to start patrolling! Spread out your claws, I want to see which little pot friend hid the monthly pass and didn't give it to me!

(End of chapter)