Chapter 17: The True Dragon's Head in the Five Dimensions

The battle in the sky is about to break out, but this has nothing to do with Li Yue and other disciples, soldier against soldier, general against general, the goal of Li Yue and others is the group of demons.

These demons are strange, there are all kinds of them, the most important thing is that the breath of these demons is different, some are strong and some are weak, the strong ones are even close to immortals, and the weak ones are like ants.

This multi-faceted demon swarm up, which is very tricky for them.

Li Yue mingled in it, took out the flying sword, and quietly slashed and killed some little monsters. While killing, keep an eye on the battle in the sky.

And in the sky, terrifying energy ripples filled the air, and as time passed, the battle between the Red Jiao Great Demon and the three Qingyun Immortals became more and more terrifying.

I don't know how long it will take, the Qingyun disciples below have already slaughtered all the demons under the Red Jiao Great Demon, of course, many disciples are also injured, and many of them have died, and injuries abound.

However, there was no time to give sorrow to the disciples at this moment, and with the sound of a huge explosion in the sky, the battle had reached a climax.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, in a huge sword light, the tail of the red Jiao was cut off in an instant, the blood was full of blood, and the broken tail fell like a hill, rumbling to the ground, and the wound where the red Jiao was cut off kept flowing with fire-like blood.

The blood fell from the sky and dripped on the ground, making a sizzling sound, like boiling hot oil, scorching everything on the ground.

"Boom!"

With a huge roar, an astonishing dragon roar resounded in the sky again.

"Demon, your men are all dead, do you still want to resist?"

"Hahaha!"

"It's good to be dead, it's good to be dead! Just let you kill, if you don't kill, I will kill them! ”

A Qingyun Ancestor said indifferently, although the Qingyun disciples also suffered a lot of losses, but compared to Chijiao's losses, this was nothing.

Chijiao laughed wildly, and his expression was extremely crazy.

"They don't die, they don't fight, they don't fight, they don't have enough flesh and blood, how can I play my hole cards!"

In the sneer, Chijiao's palm fluctuated slightly, as if echoing something, and the change was born at this time.

Without warning, the small basin surrounding this mountain range collapsed in an instant, revealing a terrifying bottomless hole.

The cave was dark, and there was no depth to see, and above the entrance of the cave, there was a huge bloody dragon head.

The dragon's head was hideous, the surface was covered with wounds, and there was gurgling golden blood flowing from the wounds, and the whole looked like a living thing, but his big golden eyes were dead, staring at the sky, with an indescribable nobility and indifference in his eyes.

"It's ...... The head of a real dragon? ”

Some of the three immortal ancestors recognized it, the appearance of this dragon head is different from that of Chijiao, this is the real dragon head skull, the bloodline is noble, every true dragon is extremely rare, even in the Four Seas Dragon Palace, such bloodline true dragons belong to the lineage, and they are so rare that they are pitiful.

And looking at this dragon head again, the huge one is simply exaggerated, after the entire basin collapsed, many Qingyun disciples flew into the air, looking at the dragon head at the bottomless abyss mouth below, it was like looking at a huge and stretching mountain range.

One of its dragon's whiskers is like a big river, and a piece of scale is like a mountain peak.

Compared to this blood-colored dragon head, the Red Jiao Demon is simply an ant.

"What kind of strength is such a huge true dragon? And, by whom? ”

The three immortals felt terrible when they thought about it, and they couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

"Host attention, this is the head of a five-dimensional life, even if it has been dead for I don't know how long, but the five-dimensional life is a five-dimensional life, and it is far from being understandable and imaginable by a low-dimensional existence. So don't underestimate it, even if there is only one head left, these people have no way to resist! ”

"Please hurry up!"

"Yes!"

Li Yue nodded, he stood in mid-air, and took a deep look at this dragon head, the head of this dead five-dimensional life, his eyes flickered.

As soon as his body moved, he didn't stay, and directly turned into a retreat. And the other disciples also reacted and stayed away from here, after all, as long as they were not stupid, they could see that this thing was not easy to mess with.

"Do you three want to run too?"

King Chijiao sneered, "Bull-nosed Daoist, do you know what kind of place this is?" This is one of the passages between the underworld and the human world, the head of this true dragon floated from the sky in ancient times, fell here, and smashed the human world and the underworld out of a passage! ”

"Now, I sacrifice the flesh and blood of countless subordinates and your Qingyun Monk to activate its last power, and this is your time of death."

"Even, if it can be moved and this passage is opened, the evil ghosts and resentful spirits of the underworld will rush into the world, which must be very interesting!"

"Maniac!"

The three ancestors scolded angrily in their hearts.

But at this moment, they can't help it, because the Red Jiao Demon has already begun to use its means, just with a pull and a stroke, countless blood colors will swarm towards the dragon's head.

In an instant, the blood-colored energy was absorbed.

Then I saw that the huge dragon's head eyes moved slightly.

At this moment, the surrounding time and space seem to be peeled apart layer by layer, like peeling an onion, and the space is separated piece by piece, and time is distorted......

This method is amazing, and the effect is very significant.

One of the three ancestors of Qingyun was slightly affected by the distorted and chaotic time and space, and the whole person seemed to be cut into countless pieces, each of which was full of horror, this was him in different time and space fragments, each of them was himself, but each of them could not escape the scope of this distorted time and space.

Between breaths, the ancestor disappeared.

Yes.

There is not even a shadow, it is not that it has been moved, but it has been completely erased by the chaos of time and space.

It's just a dead five-dimensional lifeform, and it's just a head, but its power is still beyond everyone's imagination.

"Huh?"

"Why is this just it?"

The face of the Red Jiao Demon changed, this was completely different from what it imagined, I thought that this dragon head could kill all these people with great might, but the power was too short.

However, the faces of the remaining two immortals of the Qingyun Sect became extremely ugly, and a senior brother died, which was a huge loss for them and even for the entire Qingyun.

That's an immortal.

The true heritage of a sect.

Now they were killed like this, and how they died, they don't know.

The eyes glanced at the blood-colored dragon head with fear, and the remaining two immortals glanced at each other, and they both saw a touch of fear in each other's eyes.

"Kill!"

They weren't stalling for time, and at this moment, it was imperative to kill that red dragon.

Otherwise, who knows what moth will come up with, and it is almost impossible to catch it, so you will have to kill it.

(To be continued.) )