Xiao Lang flew up but did not stop opposite the dragon horse, but shot all the way upward, and the person shouted in mid-air: "Dragon rider, go to the chaotic space, don't hurt the innocent." ”

"Good!"

The dragoon's body flew up, and when he saw the ten Divine Ancestors coming, his eyes were cold and said, "Don't follow, do you think I will lose?"

Ten people, you look at me, I look at you, but in the end, I still didn't dare to disobey him. The ten of them didn't follow, and Xuanyuan Tiangang and the others didn't dare to follow, otherwise it would weaken Xiao Lang's momentum.

Xiao Lang has become a lot calmer after the last Tianzhou incident, and he must have thought it through at this moment. Although the two of them didn't have the slightest confidence in Xiao Lang, they thought that the dragon rider was not a fool, so they wouldn't kill Xiao Lang. Otherwise, not to mention Xuanyuan Tianzun, even if Yan Ruoshui and the two of them are finished, they will definitely not marry him.

"Whew!"

Above the chaotic space, the two figures burst up, Xiao Lang's speed seemed to have reached the extreme, while the dragon rider lazily followed, extremely relaxed.

Flying into the air, Xiao Lang's speed suddenly increased by a point, the corner of the dragoon's mouth flashed with a hint of banter, and his speed also increased by a point, and he easily caught up.

"Snort!"

At this moment, a huge love word behind Xiao Lang suddenly appeared, disappeared without a trace, and appeared on the dragoon's head in the next second and smashed down suddenly. And Xiao Lang's body turned into a swimming dragon, and he had already flipped and shot back in the air.

"Carving insect skills!"

There was no trace of panic on the dragoon's face, the shield on his body lit up, and a pitch-black war sword divine soldier appeared in his hand.

"Buzz!"

The moment the divine soldier appeared, the entire space swayed, and the ripples of shock turned into ripples and rippled in all directions. Xiao Lang's eyes shrank suddenly, and he exclaimed, "Supreme Divine Soldier?"

"Whew!"

The pitch-black war knife slashed casually, and a pitch-black sword appeared, slashing at the love word.

"Bang!"

The space shook, cracks appeared, and terrifying waves of qi rolled in the air, shaking Xiao Lang and the dragoon out.

"Whew!"

Xiao Lang's body was also surrounded by a shield, and his body shot back from a distance, the black light in his eyes shone brightly, and he was unleashed with a fierce killing, and at the same time, his hands condensed a small colorful palm, and suddenly hit the dragoon.

"Huh, that's interesting!"

There was still no panic on the dragoon's face, but it was much more solemn, and he shot a black sword again, shooting at the black light of the fierce killing, and at the same time his body moved to the left like lightning, dodging the attack of a thousand machines.

"Boom!"

There was another wave of sky collapse, Xiao Lang was shocked back thousands of meters, but he immediately rushed towards this side with a powerful wave of qi, and the fierce killing in his eyes was constantly released, and a thousand machines were like palms frantically struck, so that the dragoon was overwhelmed.

"If that's what you're going to do, then... You can get out of here!"

The Dragoon dealt with it very calmly and easily, and the Supreme Divine Soldier made each of his energy attacks extremely powerful. Although he suppressed the energy and made his strength only in the late stage of the Divine Ancestor, with that supreme divine weapon, he was invincible.

This battle knife is at the same level as Xuanyuan Tianzun's Shura Axe.

Every time he attacked at will, he could disperse Xiao Lang's attack. And his energy is a hundred times deeper than Xiao Lang, if he continues to fight, Xiao Lang will definitely lose very badly...

"Bang bang bang!"

The sky continued to explode, the space was torn apart to reveal ugly cracks, the explosion roared like thunder on a rainy night, and the terrifying aura spread to Qingshan City below, making all low-level martial artists feel suffocated.

"Whew!"

The dragoon's body took the initiative to move for the first time, his body cut through the sky, floating an arc in the air, and then smiled weirdly, suddenly disappeared in mid-air, but the next second appeared five hundred meters by Xiao Lang's side, the pitch-black war knife in his hand suddenly slashed down, and a black knife qi broke through the air.

"The Great Shift? It's the kind of small movement of Xingtian, similar to the supernatural power of teleportation. ”

Xiao Lang was extremely shocked, and his face changed greatly. The space of the Divine Domain is very stable, unless the Heavenly Venerable Martial Artist can't move it big, let alone this kind of short-distance small move, could it be that this is the divine power passed on to him by the Supreme God of the Long Family?

"Whew!"

His body exploded to the side, and he shot a thousand palms.

"Boom!"

As soon as the palm of the Buddha hit a hundred meters, it collided with the knife qi, and as a result, Xiao Lang was very tragic, his body was directly blown away, and the shield was also blown up, and his body was blurred with flesh and blood.

"You lost..."

There was a trace of contempt in the dragoon's eyes, and he put away his sword and stood in the air, and said coldly: "I don't know what Ruoshui likes about you? ”

"Who says I lost? I can still fight, and the dragoons will die!"

Blood was sprinkled all over the sky, Xiao Lang's angry voice came from a distance, he seemed to be a little unable to afford to lose, as if he wanted to continue to fight to the death, and rushed up again with a puff of breath. The black light in his eyes burst out, and the murderous killing was released again.

"Hmph, I don't know how to lift, so get out of here!"

The corner of the dragon rider's mouth showed a trace of disdain, and he casually released a knife ray, and his body disappeared into the air again. Ready to give Xiao Lang another fatal blow from the rest of the direction, let him get hurt and roll down.

"Whew!"

At that moment, Xiao Lang's body suddenly stood in the air, his eyes were actually closed, and he entered the state of soul swimming for the first time, and at the moment when the dragon rider appeared five hundred meters behind him, his eyes suddenly opened and he grinned, because his face was full of blood, and this smile looked extremely hideous.

"Loveless!"

"Kill!"

"A thousand machines are like palms!"

"Love—Anger—"

The moment he first appeared, before he had time to attack, he had already unleashed four attacks. And he turned out to... Forcibly urging, an emotional anger attack that can't be urged at all.

"Crazy, crazy! Xiao Lang, this is a madman!"

Xiao Lang could judge his position in an instant, which frightened the dragoon. And when he saw a huge blood-red fist condensed by countless love words appear, the dragoon's face suddenly turned as pale as snow.

He knew very well how powerful this fist was, and the power of that fist had definitely reached the peak attack power of the Divine Ancestor. And when he saw that Xiao Lang was sending out this attack, the blood in his mouth was spurting wildly, and his eyes were rolling like a white ghost. Immediately understood-Xiao Lang obviously couldn't urge this powerful attack, he was clearly going to lose both with him...

But what can he do?

He could only slash out a few attacks, and then a jade talisman appeared in his hand and exploded with force!

"Buzz!"

A pitch-black shield appeared in mid-air and shrouded him, this shield was not strong in defense, and could only defend against the full force of the Divine Ancestor's peak.

"Boom!"

This explosion was even more violent, a big hole was punched in the sky, and pieces of space were shattered, and the dragoon boy who was in the center of the explosion was naturally uncomfortable, both layers of shields were burst, and his delicate body was also blurred with flesh and blood, but fortunately, he didn't die, but he was not seriously injured.

"Dragoon, admit defeat or not? Die!"

In the midst of the tumbling waves, the dragoon heard a voice that was cold to the marrow, and hundreds of arcing claws whistled in the sky. The terrifying aura in that claw convinced him that if he dared to say no, he would surely die today.

"Crazy, crazy!"

Smelling the breath of death, the dragoon's elegant temperament was completely destroyed, and he shouted in horror: "I admit defeat, Xiao Lang stop, otherwise my ancestor will kill your clan!"

"Buzz!"

The Splitting God Hand disappeared into the air, and Xiao Lang's body also fell into the air like a broken sack, and the person actually passed out in mid-air, and his breath was weak, as if he was going to die at any time.

"Xiao Lang!"

When Xiao Lang fell to Qingshan City below, Xuanyuan Tiangang and the two immediately burst into arms and hugged Xiao Lang, fed him an elixir, and used energy to help him heal.

"Childe!"

In the sky, the dragon rider boy flew down, his luxurious clothes were tattered and bloody, he stared at Xiao Lang with extremely complicated eyes, looked at the ten divine ancestors who flew up, his face was extremely ugly, and he sighed: "Let's go, I'm defeated!"

The dragoon's words caused an uproar in the whole city, and when they saw Xiao Lang faint and fall, they thought that Xiao Lang was defeated, but they didn't expect that it was actually the dragoon who lost?

The first prince of the Divine Domain actually lost to a god's abandoned body?