Who hasn't made a mistake? Wouldn't it be great if we started advocating for world peace from now on? Dear Desert Scorpion King, we will say goodbye, goodbye! ”

After He Yan finished speaking with a hippie smile, as soon as he circled his body, he wanted to slip away from the side, who knew that the IQ of the Desert Scorpion King was not lower than that of an adult, and when he saw this, his huge body moved, and he blocked the way.

"Boy, you don't play tricks, do you think this king is stupid? If you slip out of my land, where will my Desert Scorpion King's face go? This road is not working, I advise you to go back! ”

The Desert Scorpion King's bulging eyes stared at He Yan, not buying his account at all, and he looked like he wouldn't give way even if you said something rotten.

"I said, you all think I'm a soft persimmon, everyone can come and pinch it, right?"

Even the mud bodhisattva is a little muddy, not to mention that He Yan, as a veteran member of the Dragon Team, has never suffered a loss wherever he goes, nor has he been soft, and now he just doesn't want to take risks fearlessly, so he just whispered a sigh.

was repeatedly blocked by these spirit beasts, and He Yan also felt really annoyed and completely annoyed. His eyes narrowed slightly, a dangerous light flashed, and he asked coldly, while his breath began to soar.

The Desert Scorpion King is also a high-ranking beast king, sensing He Yan's anger, and can't help but sneer:

"Our sixth-order spirit beasts are no worse than the strength of your out-of-body realm cultivators, we just treat you as a soft persimmon, what can you do?"

"I don't want to do anything...... I'm just going to kill you! He Yan laughed angrily and said word by word.

The Desert Scorpion King was fearless, a look of contempt flashed in his eyes, and he also burst out with the terrifying aura of a sixth-order beast king, and sneered:

"I really don't know how thick the sky is, come on, I see why you killed this king!"

He Yan didn't want to talk nonsense anymore, his breath rose again, as if he had suddenly turned into a sharp sword, and he shouted categorically: "Dragon power, come out!" ”

He Yan joined the Dragon Team very early, belonged to the veteran team, followed Xiang Feiyu into the forbidden area of the Divine Dragon Sect, accepted the inheritance, obtained the power of the dragon, and also practiced the first realm of the "Divine Dragon Overlord Body Formula", reaching the mortal dragon physique.

Cultivating the physique of the mortal dragon, not only the physique is enhanced, the resistance is greatly increased, and there is a certain amount of dragon power stored in the body, but also the power of the immortal yuan can be transformed into the power of the dragon by itself. It's just that the efficiency of transformation is different according to different cultivations.

He Yan's sword shot, and the power of the immortal yuan exploded, but it was different from the shot just now, there was an extra mysterious power!

This power is not like the power of human beings at all, even the Desert Scorpion King also felt a kind of suppression of blood, and couldn't help but change color in shock: "Human, what kind of power are you?" How can it be so powerful? ”

"This is the power of the earth dragon with a trace of divine dragon blood, and there will naturally be a natural suppression of you low-level spirit beasts. Come, since you don't want me to be better, then suffer death! ”

"Destroy the poisonous dragon of the Seven Swords out of the hole!"

With He Yan's roar, one hundred and twenty-eight swords were stabbed out in an instant, and the sword qi shot out rapidly, condensing into a pale red divine dragon, with clear scales and sharp claws like steel, like substance, vivid, exuding the coercion of suppressing heaven and earth.

"Human, how can you say that you can do it? It's all good to discuss, eh, stop, you ......"

The Desert Scorpion King felt this irresistible force, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and his expression immediately changed, and he wanted to give in so that the other party could stop fighting.

"If you say stop, I'll stop, then I don't have any face! Anyway, you have to pick me up! The Poison Dragon Strikes! ”

He Yan's anger had already been triggered, and he couldn't help but say, he used the sword to inject a wave of immortal power into the dragon body again, and as soon as his mind moved, the dragon's eyes seemed to suddenly revive the dragon soul, and his breath was stronger, and he let out a dragon groan, and rushed towards the desert scorpion king.

The power of this move was too strong, and the space was immediately impacted with a wave mark, and a certain degree of distortion occurred.

The Desert Scorpion King knew that it had kicked the iron plate today, and he was bitter in his heart, but the matter had come to this point, and the arrow had been out of the string, so it had no choice but to bite the bullet and began to fight hard.

The Desert Scorpion King was covered in a golden glow, and its carapace became harder than steel, but it knew it was far from being able to withstand such a strange blow.

The two big chelates raised up, poured all their strength, and slammed out, clamping the dragon head, and the two sides immediately began to stalemate.

The dragon was mighty, and the Desert Scorpion King felt a trembling in his blood, and the big claw began to tremble, and he was a little unsupported.

"We must not let it attack the main body directly, we must blow up the Divine Dragon, otherwise I will definitely be severely damaged!"

The Desert Scorpion King secretly said in his heart, and the long scorpion tail began to accumulate strength, preparing venom. When everything was ready, it roared, "Let you taste my tail!" ”

"Whoosh!"

The long scorpion tail was like a divine whip, an afterimage flashed in the air, and the stinger at the end of the scorpion tail had already pierced into the dragon's head, and a burst of poisonous mist instantly diffused, and the air was immediately corroded, making a terrifying "zizi" sound.

The dragon's eyes showed a hint of pain, and after a breath, the entire dragon head exploded.

"Boom!"

As a deafening sound sounded, the extremely compressed sword qi found an outlet and immediately exploded, setting off huge waves of energy that swung in all directions.

"Bang ......"

"Zizi Zi ......"

The sword qi is incomparably sharp and courageous, but the poisonous mist is extremely tenacious and extremely toxic, constantly blocking and corroding, reducing the power of the sword qi as much as possible.

"Boom!"

After the two sides stalemate for a breath, the divine dragon all exploded, and the sword qi raged, finally breaking through the barrier of the poisonous mist and the big claw, and impacted in all directions.

"Bang ......"

Seven or eight sword qi struck the Desert Scorpion King's body, making a sound like striking iron, accompanied by a flash of sparks.

"Poof!"

However, the Desert Scorpion King's abdominal defense was obviously weak, and he was also hit by two sword qi, making different sounds, the carapace was pierced, and blood suddenly came out, but it failed to hurt the internal organs.

The beast kings are all arrogant, and the desert scorpion king was injured by He Yan, which finally completely stimulated its beastly nature, making it furious, and even the suppression of that trace of blood was temporarily ignored.

Its eyes were blood-red, it held its big claws high, and its six long legs rustled the ground, and it kept moving, staring at He Yan, gritting its teeth and saying, "Human, you have finally completely angered me, and I want you to pay the price!" ”

He Yan was also shocked back a few steps, the divine dragon exploded, and Zhihai was also implicated, and there was some pain. Seeing that his opponent was only slightly injured, he was also very shocked in his heart, and he had to admire the strength of the defense of these beast kings.