"Surrender to me!"

The words were like heavenly sounds, and the majestic voice could not be questioned, echoing in the ears endlessly.

The blood dragon was condescending, the magnificent momentum was unmatched, the scarlet shadow shrouded Yan Xing, and the blood dragon's eyes were as cold as ice caves, without the slightest emotion.

Under normal circumstances, in the face of such a strong person, Yan Xing should have found a way to get out a long time ago, but now it is a little different.

"It's majestic. Looking at the blood dragon that was far bigger than himself, Yan Xing was not nervous at all, but suddenly laughed, and his expression revealed a hint of relief.

However, this reaction of his was undoubtedly provocative to the blood dragon, and his scarlet eyes flashed with a vicious light.

"Ant, do you want to die? The Blood Dragon's tone was tinged with anger, and the vast majesty slammed down like a mountain.

Yan Xing suddenly felt that his body was dozens of times heavier, he held his body to prevent him from falling, his limbs trembled slightly due to the huge pressure, and the bones of his whole body let out an overwhelmed moan.

Under such pressure, Yan Xing did not panic, and still looked calm and clear, as if he had not been affected in any way.

This is nothing short of blatant contempt!

It felt like a punch in the air, the blood dragon was furious, exhaled a rough breath in front of his nose, and the scarlet blood rose from his body, straight through Changhong, scattered the clouds, and dyed half of the sky red.

This scene is truly terrifying, as if the rakshasa has broken free from hell and brought endless karma.

"How dare you question my strength!"

The blood dragon's angry shouts rolled like thunder, and in an instant the sky was dim and dark clouds were thick.

The puppet was furious, and blood splattered three feet. The Son of Heaven was furious, and millions of corpses were ambushed.

The distant edge of the ancient battlefield seems to have been traced with a red edge with Danzhu, which is constantly enlarged in the eyes.

Boom!

The earth shook violently, the Gobi and the hills were smashed by the red waves, and the huge waves hundreds of feet high set off by blood were irresistible.

The speed of the giant wave was too fast, it was impossible to dodge it, and Yan Xing was engulfed.

The moment he touched the blood wave, Yan Xing felt like he had been dismembered, his flesh and blood fell apart, the viscous blood made him unable to breathe, and there were several endless arms lurking in the blood, as if a hungry ghost had strangled him and wanted to eat his body.

Trapped in this scene comparable to hell, Yan Xing was in a trance for a moment, but immediately came to his senses again.

His face finally became serious, he put away his superfluous expression, and the depths of his golden dragon eyes returned to calm.

Airplanes...

When the Drifting Cloud Exercise was put into operation, the True Yuan was suddenly like the melting snow after the scorching day, gradually merging into a river, running from the meridian Dan Shell to all parts of the body.

The breath on his body became deeper and deeper due to the exercises, the meridians were purple and shining, his body was like a piece of transparent jade that had been illuminated, and the outside of his body was shrouded in a layer of hazy purple mist, and a strange vision appeared.

The dragon shape is vigorous, the purple light is obscure, like the purple jade that is inviolable, and the momentum is not lost to the turbulent waves.

"Broken!"

Yan Xing snorted, and his momentum suddenly increased several times, the whole dragon was like a reef breaking waves, standing still, the blood waves could not shake him in the slightest, and the purple light on his body was shining, comparable to a golden body.

He didn't stop there, and at some point he had a strange ritual weapon in his claws.

The bronze Yue is simple and unpretentious, the blue and black surface is dull, and the whole thing is like a mortal thing, covered with dust.

The patterns on the surface of the utensils have been worn out and cannot be seen clearly, and the rusty body is full of vicissitudes of time.

There is a hollow human face on the Yue, the shape is exaggerated and strange, the transparent two circles are eyes, and a long strip that bends up and rises is the mouth, and the smile of the human face makes people feel hairy.

It is such a featureless, ordinary utensil that can no longer be ordinary, but it gives people a strange feeling.

"This is..."The blood dragon's pupils shrank, and before he could carefully distinguish it, Yan Xing had already carried the bronze to kill.

The surging waves are vast and boundless, but he is like a sea spirit who controls feng shui, surrounded by strong wind pressure to isolate the sea of blood and break through the waves.

The unstoppable momentum of the waves shattered like glass, and the blood dragon was taken aback, but he didn't sit still.

"Here comes the gun. With a low whisper, an astonishing scene happened.

The blood dragon's body flowed like liquid, rapidly shrinking to three-quarters of its original size, and a spear condensed into shape on his right claw.

Shaking the tip of the spear slightly, the entire space seemed to resonate with it, emitting a landslide tsunami-like vibration sound, which was enough to shock ordinary monks to death.

The spear was translucent and red, the tip of the spear was as bright as steel that had just been tempered from the fire, but the barrel was almost transparent, and the vigorous beating blood in it was clearly visible.

Although Yan Xing kept approaching, the blood dragon did not make any movement in his spear, his momentum was as calm as a mountain, unshakable, and he was not a dragon at all from the arrogant before.

Yan Xing stepped on the Drifting Cloud Body Technique, and his movements were like thunder, swift and sharp, and he finally slaughtered in front of the Blood Dragon.

Yan Xing hadn't learned any fighting skills, and at the same time, he didn't plan to use any skills, he only needed to aim at the head of the blood dragon!

The bronze cleft down.

There are no bells and whistles, simple moves, no skill to speak of, and even anyone with this weapon can make more complex attacks than him.

But it's such an unpretentious split, but it makes people feel that the blood dragon will be split in two soon!

An unprecedented sense of crisis enveloped the blood dragon, and for a moment he really thought that Yue had passed through his body, as if there was a magical force affecting his mind.

He never imagined that he would feel such danger in a young dragon, to be precise, the danger came from the strange bronze Yue!

The blood dragon's expression froze.

The spear that had been separated from his body spewed out a red light like blood, and the slightest trace of red qi visible to the naked eye in the surrounding air was a red glow, and it was absorbed by the spear like a whale absorbing water.

In the face of the bronze Yue, the blood dragon stood in place and did not avoid it, confident and calm.

"Iron Bridge Hengjiang!"

He moved, and the spear in his claws danced with the dragon's chant, and the spear came out like thunder, and the momentum was magnificent.

The gun swept away, with the momentum of the collapse of the mountains, and the sound of breaking the air roared, sweeping everything!

He is strong, he is strong, and the iron bridge crosses the river!

The surging red glow is connected, difficult to violate, like a moat, insurmountable.

In contrast, Yan Xing's attack was simple and unpretentious, without the slightest bit of fancy.

On the one hand, it is bright and gorgeous, and on the other hand, it is simple and mysterious, and two completely different extremes collide together, and suddenly the wind and clouds surge.

Airplanes!

The bronze slash slashed at the blood-colored spear, and the mellow sound waves of the metal formed a wave of air, destroying the withering and decaying.

The blow of the two dragons was huge, and the terrifying waves of qi set off waves all around, and a clearing suddenly cleared up around the two dragons.

The white and purple figure was hundreds of times smaller than the blood, but it did not fall behind, and the two sides were actually evenly matched!

This meeting lasted only for a moment, and Yan Xing flew upside down.

Immediately, a large area of red mist appeared in place as if it were composed of countless wriggling blood vessels, which looked disgusting and weird, but it also gave people an unparalleled sense of crisis.

Seeing this scene, Yan Xing couldn't help pinching a cold sweat, if he had retreated a little late just now, he would have been devoured by this thing.

The cloud-like vision surrounded Yan Xing, and the purple light like stardust was embedded in the vision, and the red mist that was closer to it actually melted like ice and snow, and was dissolved by the vision.

Yan Xing didn't know what the red light burst from the blood dragon did, but the vision was able to dissolve it, which surprised him very much.

Purple light mist had always existed since the cultivation of "Drifting Cloud Record", and Yan Xing had tried several times to figure out what it did, but each time he found nothing, and in the end he could only regard it as a useless 'special effect'.

Today, he found out that this purple mist was not an ornament, how could he not be surprised, but now is not the time to delve into this kind of thing.

Yan Xing quickly retreated with the bronze Yue in his hand, away from the blood dragon.

The battle between the two dragons seemed like a long time, but in fact only a few seconds passed.

Yan Xing felt a little weak, although he only waved it lightly, he was still sucked away a small amount of dragon qi, fortunately, the medicinal effect of the last hundred years of stone milk had not been fully absorbed, and this loss could be replenished soon.

"Compared to these ......" Yan Xing turned his head to look at the blood mist, his expression was serious, and his golden eyes seemed to be looking through there.

"Whew!"

There was a howl of pain from the blood mist, a sharp sound that almost pierced the eardrum of a person, and he seemed to be suffering inhuman.

"What did you do?!" the blood dragon let out a hysterical roar, but his voice was very childish, but it was also crazy because of the pain, which was very different from the previous high-ranking him.

Wailing, screaming, and roaring were mixed together, as if this would alleviate his pain, and even Yan Xing felt a little pity for him.

It's so good, I feel an inexplicable pleasure when I see others in pain after I finish my pain, just like getting revenge, Yan Xing quickly experienced an evil feeling.

"Do you know why I dare to fight you?" Yan Xing asked lightly.

The red mist faded, the blood dragon appeared, and his appearance could not be more miserable.

His body had been reduced to half of what it had been, the massive incision had almost cut his head in half, and the eyes staring at the white dragon had turned completely red, and there was even a tangible resentment in it.

Watching the blood dragon endure the pain and gradually calm down, Yan Xing couldn't help but laugh.

"Do you think the illusion you created is perfect?"

The blood dragon's expression was grim and silent, and after a long time, he said, "You were calculating me from the beginning?"

"I don't want to count anyone. Yan Xing shook his head and denied it, and then said, "It's just a plan to defeat you." ”

After speaking, Yan Xing swept the bronze Yue in his hand and looked down at the blood dragon condescendingly, at this time he was the dragon who really controlled the life and death of the other party.

"What a coincidence, I only understood how to use this Yue a few days ago, but I didn't expect someone to come to the door to die so soon. ”

Yan Xing smiled, the white dragon teeth were very scary......