A majestic aura suddenly poured out from the boy's body.

The sky changed dramatically, a storm arose, and the lake outside stirred up huge waves.

As if he had seen a god that made him unattainable, the False Prison King couldn't help but take a step back, his legs trembling, and he fell to his knees with a thud.

This is completely instinctive fear, an ordinary big buffalo will be instinctively suppressed by the bloodline when facing the dragon bloodline, even if its cultivation is higher than Yue Qing.

Yue Qing didn't know how to stimulate the bloodline before, and he didn't know what the dragon soul was for, but at this moment, under the influence of the blood of the dragon clan, the power of his physical body skyrocketed, and three layers of red shadows appeared on his hands and legs.

His Great Easy Dance actually broke through to the third layer!

"Damn it!"

Yue Qing rushed over in a flash, and in the blink of an eye, he reached the top of the prison king's head.

The punch fell, and the Prison King didn't have time to block it with a dull hammer, so he had to let go of his hand and raise his arm.

Boom!

The big thick arm was broken all at once, and the bones on the arm were shattered.

The prison king's face was full of horror, Yue Qing's changes were too great, and he was like two people from the little boy before!

Before he could come back to his senses, another knee kicked up, and before he could block it with his hand, he felt a sharp pain in his stomach, and his huge body flew up, and he didn't know whether it was food or blood, and spit it out one bite at a time.

Yue Qing didn't give the other party a chance to buffer, he immediately jumped up and slammed it down before the Prison King could raise his head.

The huge head was hit with a thud, and the big buffalo spat blood from its mouth full of Venus, and finally lay on the ground.

Yue Qing knew that he would not die so easily, and his fist fell repeatedly, smashing directly into the chest of the big buffalo, bouncing loudly.

After venting more than a dozen punches like this, the buffalo's face was covered in blood, but strangely, he still didn't lose his breath, and his palm suddenly raised to cover his mouth.

"Dragon Clan! You actually have the blood of the Dragon Clan!" the Prison King spoke, and laughed, "The bloodline level has made me suffer a big loss, but as long as I eat you, I can also become an ancient demon beast, you must know that the dragon clan is an ancient holy beast!"

For some reason, he was beaten like this, not only did he not lose his breath, but his breath was stronger than before.

"What's going on?"

Yue Qing frowned, and found that the Prison King was chewing on something.

When the big buffalo raised his head, some pill residues were revealed from the corners of his mouth, and Yue Qing knew that he had eaten a lot of pills.

There are good and bad pills, but even if they are of good quality, they will have a load on the body, and eating a large amount of them is no different from sending them to death.

However, the big buffalo apparently has its own set of methods.

His aura continued to grow, and the serious injuries on his body seemed to have no effect on him.

When he stood up completely, the clothes on his body were torn, and the exposed skin turned brass.

"Over the years, I have relied on the resources of Qianhu Prison to occupy countless banshees, and only then did I practice this incorruptible body of King Kong, and I was not willing to use it in the battle with the Moyun Spider at that time, boy, you can be regarded as a worthy death. The Prison King sneered, "Who let you have the blood of an ancient holy beast!"

"Vajra's incorruptible body, does this world really have this kind of exercise?"

Yue Qing obviously didn't believe it, he once again swung his fist and smashed it on the prison king's chest, but although he heard Bangbang's voice, the prison king didn't feel any pain, but Yue Qing himself was a little numb.

He also tried with the Flowing Gold Knife, but the Prison King did not stop him, and let Yue Qing chop and slash, but he was still unscathed.

Is there really a Vajra incorruptible body?

Yue Qing was skeptical, but he thought again, since the Prison King had such a killer feature, why didn't he use it earlier?

There is only one reason, that is, this so-called King Kong is not bad, and there must be his fatal flaw!

Although Yue Qing couldn't escape directly, there was no need to fight hard with the prison king in this state.

So when the next huge fist attacked, three layers of red shadows appeared on his body, and he easily dodged it, but he didn't fight back, but stayed where he was and watched carefully.

Before finding the opponent's flaws, blind attacks will only increase the consumption.

The Prison King attacked several more times, but they were all flashed by the boy one by one, and there was no chance for them to fight each other.

"Boy, I don't believe you can hide like this forever!"

He stomped his foot on the ground, although he didn't kick anyone, but the splashed stone rushed towards Yue Qing with a powerful impact, and the young man was also injured a little.

The Prison King was overjoyed in his heart, as long as he smashed it a few times in a row, after accumulating a lot, Yue Qing would suffer more and more injuries, and his body speed would become slower and slower, and sooner or later he would die under his fist!

But at this moment, he found that he couldn't lift his feet, and when he looked down, it turned out that silver silk threads came from nowhere to tie his legs.

The threads looked like silk, thin and soft, and seemed to be easily torn apart, but he was unable to clean them as he paced them on his two legs.

The King of Prison in the Vajra state was already in slow shape, and under the influence of these silk threads, he was even more clumsy.

"What's the matter? Lord Prison King can also be trapped by a small spider silk?" Yue Qing stood behind and sneered.

These silver spider silks were spit out by the little ink on his shoulder, this was the spider silk of the ancient demon beast on the ink cloud spider, once it was entangled, even if the prison king was infinitely powerful, it would be difficult to get rid of it all at once.

The Prison King was still straining, and it took a long time to pull one off, but there was still a big lump on his leg, so he simply stopped caring about it, and went back and continued to smash it.

With the help of spider silk, the speed of the Prison King was slower, and Yue Qing was more relaxed in hiding.

And as he dodged repeatedly, Xiao Mo spit out more and more spider silk, and the white spider silk could be clearly seen under the feet of the prison king like a silkworm chrysalis.

In the end, the big buffalo had a hard time lifting his feet, and even some spider silk got entangled in his hands, and he couldn't even swing a hammer.

Yue Qing looked at Xiao Mo on his shoulder, this little thing with the same hatred as him, although he was very tired, he also jumped up happily, tilting his head as if Yue Qing was asking for praise.

Yue Qing touched Xiaomo's head, and was also surprised in his heart

It stands to reason that Xiao Mo is only the palm of his hand, but he can spit out spider silk hundreds of times his size, it is a miracle, the potential of the ancient demon beast is really great, and there may be more value worth excavating.

The Buffalo Prison King's eyes widened, although he was very angry, but he still kept tugging at the spider silk, he regretted it, if he had started pulling from the beginning, he might have been able to break one by one, but now it was impossible to be wrapped in such a large ball.

"Little trash, what's the use of trapping me? Can you hurt me? Don't blame me for not reminding you, that big flying dog is not completely dead, if you rescue him in time, maybe you can save his dog's life!"

These words really made Yue Qing anxious, he could grind slowly, but the life of the big flying dog couldn't wait.

His level of medicine is average, and only by killing the Prison King as soon as possible can he liberate Tu Shanming from other battlefields, and maybe he can really save the big flying dog.

The young man observed carefully, and the flowing gold knife was drawn out, and slashed at the neck of the prison king, and then slashed into the weak points of the armpit, stomach, and even crotch, but it was as useless as slashing on a steel plate.

This King Kong's incorruptible body has even strengthened many weak points.