"Drink!"

I saw that the dragon demons shouted angrily, and the green muscles of their right arms instantly burst out, and their feet kicked the ground violently, and they had already drawn their swords and flew towards Yanshou between the lightning and flint.

"Black Game, Shocking."

I saw that Yanshou's face remained unchanged, only stretched out his right hand, put his two fingers together, and drew a circle clockwise in the front half of the sunspot with a black spot, and there were traces of ink color everywhere he passed, and the black chess pieces instantly shone brightly, as if he had faintly spirituality.

"Go." Before he could finish speaking, the sunspot flew out like a vigorous peregrine falcon, avoiding the frontal edge of the dragon demons and striking the key point at an extremely tricky angle.

"Oh? Good moves. The dragon demons raised their eyebrows, and they didn't panic at all, they saw that his momentum of rushing forward was unabated, and the long sword that was originally hanging on his side suddenly rose up, and the gray sword qi met the shock.

Two powerful forces collided, and it was difficult to distinguish between the top and the bottom.

"Bai Yi Youlong." Longevity has another son. Different from the black shock just now, this white son turned into a swimming white dragon, and its meandering body was like undulating mountains, and just looking at it, he felt a domineering and fierce aura rushing to his face.

"Good fellows! I like it. The corners of the dragon demon's mouth rose slightly, and he held the sword high with both hands, and the two horns on his head skyrocketed nearly twice the length, emitting an imposing light.

"The strongest blade in the demon world, today, slay the dragon with the dragon."

With his words, the gem embedded in the center of the sword lattice instantly shone brightly, resonating with the pitch-black horns that he had become huge, and the pitch-black demonic energy emanated from the horns, winding up along the sword body like a whirlwind.

A huge dark demon dragon slowly took shape from the sword qi, and at this time, if you let someone with a lower cultivation look at it, they will definitely think that it is a real dragon, not a sword qi condensed.

"Boom!" The twin dragons collided, biting at each other, and the space around them became illusory and crumbling.

The smoke cleared, but the dragon demons who were still smiling had already turned their backs, and the reason could probably be felt by everyone present: the oppression brought by the breath of longevity was slowly weakening until it disappeared.

"You are proud of the blow just now, my move 'Dragon Breaking Nine Heavens', even if it is a strong person in our Demon Blue Realm, he may not dare to take it strongly. You are just a green realm, and it is really rare that you have not disappeared. The dragon demons said slowly, and the tone in their tone was actually a compliment for the extension of life.

However, in the next second, he frowned and turned his head in disbelief.

"Ahem......" I saw Yanshou gulping out blood—but not because of his attack.

On his chest, the tip of a magic fork peeked through.

Yanshou laboriously wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, his face was like gold paper, but the corners of his mouth were smiling, with undisguised sarcasm: "This is Your Excellency, is it Kendo?" ”

The dragon demons were shocked: "Yaksha, what are you doing?" ”

"What? Do what I'm supposed to do. Well, thank you for attracting his defensive unit, or I'm afraid I wouldn't have done it so easily. Yaksha grinned and pulled out the blood-stained fork in his hand, leaving aside the longevity that had lost the power to fight again.

"Don't you know that for our Demon King Clan, only a dignified one-on-one can call victory?" The dragon demons glared fiercely at the Yakshas.

Unlike other demon clans that can do whatever it takes to achieve their goals, the strong men of the demon clan are all left after experiencing real battles, and the strength they pursue is based on the principle of righteousness and brightness.

They disdain all kinds of deceit and intrigues, which is their pride and one of the reasons why they do not associate with other demons.

In response to his accusation, the Yaksha Demon was noncommittal: "The situation of the war is changing rapidly, how can you allow you to delay a greater victory for your own selfishness?" ”

"You-" The dragon demons were furious.

“…… If you want to argue, you can argue slowly, just remember to settle the endgame. Rakshasas, Shura, come with me, we've been here for too long. ”

The speaker was a white-haired, blue-skinned demon male, who looked older than everyone present, and the black-purple patterns on his face were as cold and strange as clusters of mandalas.

He is the eldest of the Eight Demons. Unlike the others who flew by himself, under his seat was a huge strange beast, like a dog, like a dog without claws, with eyes but not sight, ears but not hearing, walking but not moving, that is the only offspring of the strange beast Chaos sealed in the demon world - Fierce Roar.

His strength in fighting alone can only be regarded as the bottom among the eight demons who are as strong as clouds, but his spiritual power is the first person to look at the demon world and attack the Desolate Demon Venerable. With his powerful spiritual power and demon whistle, he was able to control all the beasts in the demon world for his own use, and in this way, he won himself a place among the eight demons.

"Yes, father." "Yes,...... Father. ”

Two young demons, a man and a woman, came out in response and bowed slowly to Kinara.

Shura and Rakshasa are the best of the younger generation in the demon world, their parents died in the Heavenly Demon War, so they were adopted by the Kinnara Demon since they were young, and after experiencing countless battles with Warcraft and peers, they survived from the adopted demons and became the right-hand man of Kinara.

Kinnara picked up the magic whistle hanging on his chest and blew it, making an extremely ethereal whistle sound, which was no different for ordinary people to hear, but the huge roar seemed to be startled by the whistle, and with a loud roar, it flew towards the center of the heavenly realm.

Shura and Rakshasa hurriedly followed, not daring to slack off.

"A man riding a behemoth, and two followers...... No, that strength can never be an entourage, there are at least three Qingjing powerhouses who are moving towards the Yin and Yang Heavenly Plate. Your Highness, it's time to come back too. ”

Standing above the Nine Heavens, Du Er turned his gossip plate, probing what was happening, and frowned deeply.

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"I'll repeat, the white dragon just now was conjured up from a chess piece refined by the sunlight that had been detained for 10,000 years, and it will have a restraining effect on the dark demons, if I don't make a move, even if you are stronger than him, the one who loses will be you." The Yaksha said unhurriedly.

"I can accept dying on the battlefield, but I will not accept such a victory." The dragon demons pointed Mo Ye at the Yaksha Demon.

"Don't make any noise, hurry up, don't waste time." It was a female demon who spoke, her facial features were delicate and bewitching, and her skin was as pale as a dead man, but as long as you looked closely, you would find that this was just a layer of beautiful woman's painted skin, and the real her had no flesh and blood, only white bones.

She is Garuda, and unlike the others who enjoy the joy of slaughter, she seems extraordinarily calm.

With her words, the last Feather Clan soldier also fell, only to see that behind her, a pair of bone wings slowly opened, and there was also a layer of skin, which was stained with blood, which looked particularly terrifying.

"Cough, cough ......" In the corner where they couldn't see, the dying Yanshou supported his body with his hands, his face was covered with dust and blood, but the smile had not disappeared from his face, at this moment, it showed a bit of determination.

I saw him slap the ground with both hands, and many chess pieces scattered around him were shaken into the air by the force, and when they fell again, they had formed an extremely dangerous chess game.

The phantom of two chess pieces, one black and one white, appeared directly above his head, and in the next second, they gradually approached, attracted each other, and slowly merged into one.

By the time the demons noticed the abnormality, it was too late, and the phantom fused into Yanshou's body, revealing the figure of a huge golden dragon.

Different from the previous tricks of the dragon demons, this is a real dragon, and Yanshou uses his own flesh and blood as a guide, and dedicates the long and long vitality of the Yu clan to it at this moment.

"Bloody for the Dragon."