Tick!

The blood-patterned sword was bleeding, Wang Bin stood with the sword, and for those who retreated, he didn't pay attention to it, nor did he chase and kill, but looked at the nine strong men in front of him solemnly, the breath on their bodies was extremely powerful, some exuded the breath of the seven-star demon god, and some exuded the breath of the eight-star demon god.

"Pan, you're strong!"

At this moment, a real dragon walked out, "But you will definitely die today!" ”

"I can't die, it's not out of my mouth, it's about killing!" Wang Bin said lightly: "Little loach, do you dare to fight with me!" ”

"Why don't you dare!"

This real dragon shouted: "My name is Ao Guang, and I am the third prince of the dragon clan!" ”

"I'm not in the mood to remember your name! Anyway, in my eyes, you're just a dead man! Wang Bin said lightly: "Kill!" ”

Forget your surname!

Along the way, killing all the way, fighting in the heavens and all worlds, killing too many enemies, many moments have long forgotten what the enemy is called, and there is no mood to compare with the enemy blindly!

The blood-streaked sword flickered, slashing towards Ao Guang.

"How daring!" Ao Guang immediately stretched out his claws and tore them in, the tricks were simple and direct, simple and violent.

Ding dong!

At this moment, the blood-streaked sword collided with the dragon's claw, and the brutal power collided together, and the blood-streaked sword bent as if it was about to break. Wang Bin's body fell backwards, his arm was hit by the strong force, and his bones immediately broke apart, and blood flowed out.

In the hard-to-go collision, Wang Bin lost.

"Hahaha, Terran ants, come again!"

At this time, Ao Guang roared and continued to attack.

Kill!

Wang Bin swung the blood-patterned sword, and the long sword rolled up and down, slashing at the enemy.

Brush Brush Brush!

One person and one dragon clashed together, all kinds of killing moves collided together, the sword light flashed, the dragon claws were torn, and the two sides were in full swing.

"Pan, so powerful!"

At this moment, many strong onlookers were shocked.

In the past, the Terrans were only domestic animals in captivity, weak and pitiful, humble and stupid, and unqualified; But at this moment, the plate showed a strong, domineering, and domineering atmosphere. This breath can only be felt in the five god kings.

This is no longer their captive livestock, and they are not qualified to keep Terrans in captivity!

"No wonder, the Immortal God King wants to kill the Pan, and the Pan has the qualifications of the God King!"

At this time, a colorful phoenix spoke, a little incredulous. She is the third princess of the Phoenix clan, named Feng Yuxi.

"Not necessarily!" The prince of the Jinwu clan on the side said: "The realm of the god king is not cultivated, but by relying on the destiny of heaven in the underworld. The world is vast, and there are only a few people who have stepped into the half-step god king; As for the God King, there are only five of them! ”

"Does diligence work? It didn't work! Does the effort work? Also useless! If there is no destiny, no matter how strong the qualifications are, it is useless! ”

Many strong people are silent!

The reason why the five god kings became the strong god kings was because in the underworld, they got the luck of heaven and earth, and they were the sons of the era and the great avenues, which was equivalent to the sons of God; And Shi Long, Zu Long, Shi Feng and others are equivalent to the concubines of God, so they can cultivate into a half-step god king.

As for the other gods and demons, fierce beasts, etc., they each got different luck and different bloodlines, and they all became seven-star demon gods, eight-star demon gods, and nine-star demon gods.

The potential of the bloodline determines the height of the monk.

The so-called effort is just the continuous development of the bloodline potential, and before the bloodline potential is exhausted, the effort is useful; But after the blood is exhausted, the so-called efforts are useless. There are too many strong people, after the bloodline is exhausted, they stop moving, and it is difficult to move forward a bit.

Destiny does not allow it, so what is the use of hard work?

Boom Boom!

At this moment, the two sides separated, Wang Bin's expression remained unchanged, as plain as before, while Ao Guang was covered with wounds, blood flowed out, and he seemed to be at a disadvantage.

"Heavenly Dragon Bayin!"

Ao Guang's body changed, from a body of dozens of zhang, rapidly shrinking, changing to a meter long. Behind it, the phantom of the eight heavenly dragons appeared! These eight heavenly dragons are extremely powerful, with beards, golden scales, claws, long horns, and a temperament that is ancient and ancient, and their demeanor is proud of everything, driving away all evil spirits.

After these eight heavenly dragons appeared, they kept chanting, each of them made a completely different sound, and each of them had a wonderful syllable, like the sound of the origin of the Great Dao in the underworld.

Roar!

The eight heavenly dragons roared, not only in the throat and nasal cavity, but also in the lower abdomen, intestines, bones, epithelium, etc., and everywhere in the body.

"Woo! Mutter! Trumpet! Hawkers! Bellow! Phew! Phew! Poof! ”

A violent roar burst out from the bodies of the eight heavenly dragons, like hundreds of demon gods, roaring together, like a volcanic eruption, like a flood sweeping away!

The eight tones of the heavenly dragon burst out.

The hurricane suddenly rose and the sound waves exploded, and it can be clearly seen that the ripples of the sound wave oscillations were centered on Ao Guang, exuding concentric circles, containing the will to be broken, and they came to kill.

Boom Boom!

Suddenly, Wang Bin only felt that his heart was shattered, his internal organs were shattered, and then the eight hundred acupuncture points were shattered, and his soul was also shattered, and his body, which was originally extremely strong, was like broken porcelain, full of cracks and wounds.

As soon as Tianlong Bayin came out, Wang Bin was immediately hit hard.

It's just that he is not afraid, he is not afraid, but he is a little happy, and he can hurt him, at least it can prove that there are flaws in his body; There are various deficiencies in cultivation. Where there are flaws, there is room for progress; Where there are shortcomings, there is a way forward.

I'm afraid that it seems to be powerful and boundless, but in fact there are too many shortcomings without knowing it.

Brush!

At this time, Ao Guang opened his mouth, and his huge mouth swallowed Wang Bin at once.

In an instant, Wang Bin entered a dark space, the space was huge, hundreds of miles in radius, and it was pitch black inside, and in the darkness there was a bright light, looming.

This space is the dragon's stomach.

The dragon's stomach, which contains the way of Sumeru mustard seeds, looks like a palm-sized stomach on the outside, but on the inside, it is a large space with a radius of thousands of miles.

Whoa!

The water is flowing, the gastric juice is wriggling, with a huge strangulation power, corrosive power, eroding everything, destroying everything, just in an instant, Wang Bin is injured and injured.

Brush!

Urging the blood-patterned sword, the blood-colored sword light flickered, slashed and shattered, but it made a crisp sound, and then disappeared.

Just under the temptation of one blow, Wang Bin deduced that the stomach of the real dragon was extremely strong, and it was still extremely strong compared to the dragon scales outside.

The strong can break the dragon scales, but they can't break the dragon's stomach.

And in the dragon's stomach, there is a peculiar realm suppression, in which cultivation is suppressed; The longer it is, the more it is suppressed. Once it enters the dragon's stomach, the cultivation has been suppressed for a long time, and its strength is constantly declining, eroding in the stomach juice, and it is certain that he will die.