"Kill!"

After repeated fierce battles and repeated heavy blows, the distressed old man gradually couldn't maintain his dragon form, and the dragon head had turned back into a human head. The gray-haired old man looked around and beckoned to the monks around him, providing them with the clearest and most stable target.

"Fuck you!"

Seeing this scene, whether it was Qi Aotian, who was close to him, or the children of the other six clans, they all burned red eyes because of hatred, and they each desperately squeezed their cultivation and bombarded wildly.

"Kill!"

"Come over to me!"

Sending an arrow, he didn't even care about the results of the battle, Thirteen Lang pulled Elder Cheng to his side, pointed at the wrestler who only had half of his body left, and shouted.

"Order, tell it not to resist, and hand over all the ghost essence elements!"

beckoned to King Agu, who was sneaking around and unwilling to be exposed, Thirteen Lang scolded.

"Give me the battle when I'm full, or I'll take you first!"

Three objects are thrown when fighting the silver dragon, one of which is alive: King Agu.

After entering the battlefield, King Agu carefully devoured the ghost qi, and his body and spirit were slowly recovering. He has a realm but weak strength, and he is vulnerable in frontal combat, but as long as he is not noticed, he can still do it with ease.

After two rounds of fighting, up to now, King Agu is much better than he was in his dying state, and if he considers his cultivation, he is about the same as the monks in the nearby habitat. Because of this, Shisanlang paid attention to that wrestler demon, wanting to use its essence to raise soldiers on the spot.

The same power, different people use the effect is completely different, about the battle, Thirteen Lang is full of confidence in King Agu, the key is not to dare to use it. Only from the perspective of combat, Elder Cheng summoned four fierce ghosts. The most reasonable way is to let them take the initiative to turn into food, and provide for King Agu with all his might, in that case, Jusan Lang thinks that maybe he can directly put the silver dragon on level, at least it is better than the difficulty.

Having said that, even if he was relieved, the plan to annex the Four Ghosts could only be thought of. At that time, if King Agu was detected by the four ghosts, the first person to deal with would definitely not be the silver dragon, but this high-ranking Shura from another world.

Snakes are afraid of dragons, and snakes will definitely want to eat dragons if they want to become dragons, and the reason is similar.

Wanting King Agu to fight, but fearing that it would be too strong to be controlled, Thirteen Lang's original intention was to let him recover his vitality a little, and not to let those pure spiritual qi and ghost essence yuan go to waste. I have to say the long term. He felt that he would go to the underworld sooner or later, with King Agu by his side, he said that it was useless now, the situation was completely different, Su Dazhi was far stronger than he imagined, and Thirteen Lang had to dig out his mind to increase his arm help, and it had to be fast!

Even the mad spirit was scattered by a single blow, and the human cultivator had to help it delay time, otherwise he would be killed once the ball was killed. The consequences are unimaginable.

In a word, even King Agu was sent to the battlefield. Thirteen Lang is really full of hole cards, this level of battle, his little strength, at best, Cheng is equivalent, it is useless. On the contrary, if there is no threat from the mad spirit, Jusanro has reason to believe it. Su Da will definitely give priority to killing himself and solving his worries.

"It's Shura"

Elder Cheng was the first person to recognize the identity of King Agu, and he didn't know what Thirteen Lang had in mind, although he agreed with his views on the battle situation, he had more worries in his heart.

"I don't know what the relationship is, sir. But you have to understand that once it gets out of control, the consequences are "

"If you get out of control, I'll have a way to pinch him. "Thirteen Lang has the leisure to listen to the consequences, and urges vigorously.

"What's the solution?" Elder Cheng was still uneasy.

"Not yet, there's no time to explain. Thirteen Lang was in a hurry, pulled his bow with his backhand and pointed it at the fierce ghost, and threatened, "If you don't give the order, I will kill it myself." ”

"You!" Elder Cheng tilted his nose angrily, thinking to himself how could there be such a person, since you said that you could control it, why can't you let Shura appear, this fierce ghost can also improve his strength.

"Don't!"

Unexpectedly, King Agu took the initiative to stand up for the round.

"You don't have to kill it, and it's useless to kill it. ”

Expecting that Thirteen Lang would not betray himself, King Agu quickly explained: "To tell you this, the growth of this king is easy first and then difficult, and swallowing this little ghost needs to be purified, and the strength that can be improved is limited." It is better to let it be willing for this king to borrow its body and fight with its existing strength, and the effect will be better. ”

Thirteen Lang and Elder Cheng looked at each other, secretly thinking that it was reasonable to listen.

King Agu continued: "This fierce ghost has a good talent, and this king's possession is good for it, not to mention that it can make it willing, at least there are fewer concerns. In any case, it is better than forcibly ordering it to be devoured. ”

So what are you hesitating about!

Hearing this, Elder Lian Cheng also nodded, and hurriedly blew the whistle to call the fierce ghost, and exchanged a few words.

The fierce ghost roared continuously, saying nonsense that the subordinate cultivator couldn't understand and sang a duet with Elder Cheng, his eyes were complicated and peeked at King Agu from time to time, his expression was uneasy and expectant.

"Over to you. Hurry up and get it done!"

Seeing that things had an eyebrow, Thirteen Lang put down a sentence, turned around to look around to see the situation, his figure flickered a few times, and disappeared.

The battle was scorching and down, and although he couldn't go into battle in person, Thirteen Lang was busier than those who were fighting, and he had other things to do

A moment later.

"Death!"

With a sharp whistling sound, Boss Su's left arm condensed, and he couldn't wait to shoot his backhand, and the target of his attack was not the mad spirit that was about to gather in the sky, but his own head.

The palm fell, and a derived aura was shot, and the aura was enveloped all over the body layer by layer, and everywhere it passed, whether it was a spirit aversion ant or a monk's magic weapon, it was all crushed into pieces. Not only that, but the aura did not disappear after it passed, but was like an air shield sticking to the surface, a natural defense.

With this palm alone, nearly 10,000 soul-weary ant colonies were exterminated, and with the previous hair volley, the overall loss was more than half. The most important thing is that at this moment, not a single flying ant can attack Su Da's body, and the shape suddenly returns to its initial state.

Su Da also paid the price, his palm was not as simple as waving a hand, the whole arm shrank at once, and then slowly recovered under the supplement of the rain, about five breaths.

The mad spirit above his head quickly condensed, and his body far exceeded before. At this time, giving up the most powerful opponent, Su Da's choice was extremely unwise, but it was a last resort.

He couldn't stand it anymore, the pain caused by those hateful ants was too great, the damage was too severe. Just now, his broken skull has not been fully repaired. Half of his body was covered with ants, and some even burrowed into the flesh and gnawed at the altar.

Nearly half of his hair was missing, and a large area was entangled by the half-human, half-dragon old monster, and quickly died under the combined attack of the group of cultivators. These were all the forces he had managed to extract from the rain, and they dissipated out of thin air, which also affected his body.

It's like two tigers facing each other, one of them goes all out, and Su Da's ass drags a pack of wolves. It's unbearable.

Just collided with the mad spirit, Su Da was shocked and increased a lot of confidence at the same time, he saw that he had the first opportunity, and another palm might not be able to kill the leading ball, it was better to take the outside after An Nei and protect the body first. Taking a step back, what he had to do was not only to defeat all his opponents, but also to condense his divine body to the point of immortality, if he allowed these ants to gnaw and bite. Maybe it will affect the origin, and it is useless to defeat it in the end.

"Roar!"

Roaring. Su Da noticed that the mad spirit still needed a moment to form, so he simply waved his palm and fixed it again, and slapped it in front of him.

The halo rises, like a wave rolling and sweeping in all directions, and the first of them is the disgusting ant colony, which disappears in patches and swarms. The second is those magic weapons and supernatural powers that are good at long-range attacks. Including Cheng Xueyi's cone, Qi Aotian's seal, and Thirteen Lang's arrows, all of which were shocked in all directions by the power of this palm, and returned in vain.

And that's not all. Most of the magic weapons disintegrated under the power of this palm, and even the blood cone cracked a hole, and the soul in the Heaven Turning Seal was wiped out by three percent, and the spiritual spirit was greatly lost, and the power fell to the point that it was not good.

The aftermath is gone, and after that, it is difficult

"People are not people, old things that are not dragons, let's die!"

"No!"

There was a heart-rending howl in his ears, and in his sight, Qi Aotian suddenly rushed forward like crazy, but was "chopped" back by three axes, and there were several loud shouts.

"No!"

What for?

Su Dayi didn't quite understand it at the moment, but when he turned his head to look at it again, his expression suddenly changed greatly.

Ho!

In the line of sight, the hundred-zhang giant dragon broke inch by inch, and the dragon scale dragon armor dragon blood dragon flesh was separated little by little, and around it was an old and tired head, which spun like a spinning top and rushed towards the altar.

"Pray with the blood of my dragon clan and the soul of the human race, spell, three, life!"

With a slightly desolate voice, the blood-colored gyro swept all the way, evolving all the way, and slowly turned into a huge rune drawn by blood, among the runes, the head of the distressed old man shook again and again, and gradually dimmed under the impact of the palm ripples, turning into a thick black.

The black mist seemed to connect to a world, and in the mist, a blurred dragon soul gradually revealed, releasing a terrifying cold aura all over its body, as if it could freeze the entire world.

"Dragons have fallen, you madman!"

The blood-colored vortex protected the black mist and rushed towards the altar, and Su Da's expression on the altar changed sharply, and he was forced to withdraw the palm that was about to slap into the sky, and he hit it for the third time.

With a vigorous roar, the already incomparable fluctuations intensified again, and the blood-colored vortex moved forward, freezing rapidly at a visible speed, and at the same time quickly dying under the impact of the fluctuations

One breath, two breaths, three breaths

A thousand, three hundred, a hundred

"You can't get there!" At this time, Su Da had already ignored the mad spirit and hissed.

With all his might, the distressed old man who had even sacrificed his soul could not pass after all, and stopped eighty feet away from the altar.

It's not that he wants to stop, but the blood is exhausted and he has to stop.

"It's not a dragon after all!"

With a sigh and a sigh, the black dragon in the black mist looked back, nodded slightly towards Qi Aotian's side, said Young Master take care, and then stopped drinking in a hoarse voice.

"Boom!"

"Wait!"

Without the slightest warning, the wrestler demon jumped out of nowhere, his ghostly body was so agile, and without saying a word, he punched the black dragon that was about to explode.

"Anyway, you're going to die, this king will help you. ”

(To be continued......)