If he had a choice, He Wuxian would rather fight against a ninth-level Martial Emperor than face the Ghost Dragon-

It's a desperately powerful monster, simply invincible.

The ghost dragon stood quietly under the blood-colored big 'gate', a death chill erupted from his nostrils, and glanced at He Wuxian with disdain.

"The lowly Terran reptiles, do you still have to resist stubbornly? Why don't you kneel down and die?"

With the torrent of rolling sound 'waves' surging, the ghost dragon exuded an absolutely domineering and domineering aura, which made people feel fearful.

But He Wuxian gritted his teeth and forcibly resisted the suppression of the breath, and stared at the ghost dragon with a firm and unyielding look.

"It's just a skeleton, arrogant fart, Young Master Ben will dismantle your bones in a while and take them back to repair the thatched house. ”

Take the dragon bone of the ghost dragon to repair the thatched house, there is probably nothing crazier in this world.

Even if the ghost dragon has been sleeping here for countless thousands of years, the spleen 'sex' has reached the point where it is not affected by any emotion, and it is breathed fire by He Wu's hateful nostrils.

"Terran reptiles, you are looking for death!"

The ghost dragon roared angrily, suddenly opened its huge mouth, and spewed out three dark blue 'colored' icicles, blasting towards He Wuxian.

He Wuxian's face was solemn, and he hurriedly waved the blood-drinking knife and slashed out a move "Eight Desolations", and his body retreated sharply to the side.

"Bang bang bang!"

Eight hundred flame sword lights collided with three dark blue icicles, exploding with a violent explosion.

The sword light that rose with flames was instantly extinguished by the cold air emitted from the icicles.

Luckily, the three dark blue icicles also exploded into thousands of fragments, and they slammed into all directions.

The three-thousand-zhang high mountain, riddled with holes by debris, shook | Desire'|fall.

The earth cracked countless cracks, revealing terrifying ravines.

He Wuxian stepped on the void, and after exiting eight hundred zhang away, he suddenly rushed up again.

"Xianglong Nine Steps!"

In just an instant, he rushed to the top of the ghost dragon's head, holding the blood-drinking knife in both hands and slashing down. （WWW.800book）

"The Source of All Poisons!"

The blood-drinking knife has been replaced by a dragon tooth divine weapon, and the blade of the knife bursts out with a dark green 'color' sword light, which is ten zhang long.

He Wuxian landed from the air, and the posture of holding the knife with both hands to chop was the action of splitting Huashan, and it was unstoppable.

The ghost dragon's massive body, like a small mountain, still stood motionless.

It raised its head to look at He Wuxian above it, and a disdainful gray mist erupted from its nostrils.

In its eyes, He Wu hated a Terran martial artist of this strength who was simply weak and vulnerable.

I saw it wave its right paw carelessly, and slapped it at He Wuxian casually.

In the white 'colored' gray dragon claws, a gray mist of death and ice flickered, like the breath of death.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the source of all poisons slashed into the ghost dragon's right claw.

"Click!"

A crisp cracking sound sounded, and the dark green 'colored' knife light shattered suddenly, turning into a large canopy of green 'color' poisonous mist.

The poisonous mist condensed but did not disperse, like a green 'color' cloud, covering the ghost dragon with its head and face.

The ghost dragon noticed that the green 'colored' cloud was a poisonous mist, and immediately let out a disdainful sneer.

"Truly...... Ignorant human, I am a ghost dragon, not a flesh and blood, and your poisonous mist is not effective against me!"

"Does it really work?

He Wuxian was shocked and flew back, the person was still in mid-air, and he had already 'revealed' a smile of victory.

The ghost dragon was startled, and there was a hint of panic in his blood-red eyes.

The large cloud of green 'color' poisonous fog seems to have a spiritual 'nature'.

Like a lake of accumulated water, it finally found a flood vent and frantically poured into the skull cavity of the ghost dragon's head.

In just the blink of an eye, the huge dragon head of the ghost dragon turned dark green, looking extremely weird.

The ghost dragon thought that his own defense was beyond imagination, and he was not afraid even in the face of the strong man of the Martial Emperor.

Ordinary poisonous fog is no threat to it.

Even if the torso of the dragon bone is corroded by the poisonous mist, it will not feel pain, let alone affect its combat effectiveness.

As long as the fire of its soul is not extinguished, it is an immortal existence, and no one can do anything about it.

Therefore, it didn't pay attention to these green 'color' poisonous fogs at all.

However, when an endless stream of green 'colored' poisonous mist poured in, frantically eroding and attacking its soul fire, it finally panicked.

"What the hell is this?!Why is this happening?What kind of poison is this, that even soul fire can attack?"

The Ghost Dragon panicked, it didn't expect that there would be such a powerful poisonous mist in the world that could erode its soul fire.

Seeing its panicked appearance, He Wuxian, who was not far away, let out a loud laugh of triumph.

"Haha, rotten skeleton, suffer death!"

In the laughter, He Wuxian's figure struck like lightning.

He instantly crossed the distance of eight hundred zhang, rushed to the front of the ghost dragon's huge dragon head, and slashed it with a blood-drinking knife.

"Kill the Soul Slash!"

On the blood-drinking knife, a ten-zhang long sword light rushed into the sky, slashing down with the power of destroying the world and destroying the world.

It was a blood-red 'colored' knife light, which was filled with a dizzying smell of blood, and when it was slashed out, it was like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

The blood light surged, the sword light was huohuo, and the area under the three-thousand-zhang high mountain instantly became like purgatory, terrifying and terrifying.

"Boom!"

An earth-shattering loud sound erupted, and the blood-red 'colored' Soul Breaking Slash slashed the ghost dragon's head fiercely.

As big as the faucet of the house, it suddenly made a crisp "click" sound.

The eye part of the dragon's head, which is as thick as a water tank, was suddenly cut off, revealing an untidy gap.

The Ghost Dragon's proud defensive power was unexpectedly broken by the Broken Soul Slash.

The terrifying blood-red 'colored' sword light split the ghost dragon's eyebrow bone, instantly shattering one of its eyeballs.

However, after cutting off six keels along the way, the sword light finally exploded with a bang.

The huge sword light turned into a blood-red torrent, completely enveloping the ghost dragon's dragon head, and devouring it frantically.

The special effect of the Soul Killing Slash is to chase the soul and kill the target, depriving the target of his vitality.

And now, the blood-red 'colored' torrent of sword light is frantically eroding and depriving the ghost dragon of its vitality.

Despite its near-infinite lifespan, the Ghost Dragon is not an immortal deity, it will also run out of life, and it will die one day.

First, the source of ten thousand poisons eroded its soul fire, tearing open the gap in its defenses.

Now that there is the erosion of the Deadly Soul Slash, the soul fire of the ghost dragon is suddenly attacked, and the vitality is passing wildly.

Originally, if the ghost dragon was not woken up by He Wuxian and continued to sleep on the second floor of the temple, it would have a lifespan of more than 10 million years.

And now, in just three breaths, its vitality has been deprived of thirty percent by erosion, and it has been robbed of three million years.

The deprivation and disappearance of vitality is not as simple as a decrease in longevity.

This is an incomparably strict injury, the strength of the ghost dragon is rapidly decreasing, and the powerful aura is also rapidly falling.

It was subjected to the erosion of the source of all poisons and the Soul Breaker, full of disbelief, and the soul fire flickered and beat sharply, venting the anger and anxiety in its heart.

"Aang!"

It roared anxiously, and four dragon claws, as thick as a house, flapped wildly and trampled on the earth, knocking down the land within a radius of ten miles.

The earth-shattering movement was transmitted, and the area within a radius of 500 miles was turning upside down.

The mountains are collapsing, the Gobi Desert and the wasteland are collapsing, and endless dust and sand and stones are flying up to the sky, pouring down like a torrential rain.

After five breaths, when the blood-red 'colored' sword light torrent gradually dissipated, the power of the Soul Breaking Slash finally disappeared.

At this time, the ghost dragon had been deprived of its vitality for six million years and had become very weak.

The roar gradually became smaller, and the furious and frantic ghost dragon gradually regained its senses.

While resisting the erosion of the source of all poisons, it searched everywhere for traces of He Wuxian.

Today, its huge faucet has been corroded white and green, many bones have been broken, and it is still burning white smoke from the highly toxic corrosion.

Its huge red eyeballs were gone, and its eyes were blind.

Of course, this does not affect its actions, and it can still use its soul fire to use its divine sense to see the surrounding qiē.

Just as it's still angry | When he was frantically searching for He Wuxian, a cold cry piercing through the golden cracked stone suddenly sounded behind him.

"Five Elements Destroying God Slash!"

The moment it heard the cold cheer, it subconsciously turned around, waved its two huge front paws, and slapped away fiercely.

A huge and incomparable multicolored 'colored' sword light descended from the sky, and with the momentum of destroying a qiē, it slashed at its two front paws.

"Bang Ka!"

With a loud bang, the multicolored sword light severed three phalanges of its left front paw, and slashed at its 'chest' with a bang.

"Pedal ......"

The ghost dragon's huge body, which was as huge as a hill, actually took three steps back before standing firmly.

This result shocked the ghost dragon, and it looked at He Wuxian incredulously, full of anger and surprise in its heart.

"Humble Terran reptile, how did you suddenly become stronger?"

"Hahaha, it's not that Young Master Ben has become stronger, but that you have become weaker, rotten skeleton. ”

He Wuxie's figure landed lightly, carrying the blood-drinking knife and approaching step by step, with a smile on his face that he was sure to win.

"When your strength was at its peak before, it was equivalent to a ninth-level Martial Emperor, and I had no chance of defeating you at all. ”

"However, now that you have lost six million years of life, your soul fire has also been eroded by severe poison, and your strength has decreased by sixty percent, which is only equivalent to a fifth-level Martial Emperor. ”

"Now it's fair, Young Master Ben is going to dismantle your bone shelf!"

The ghost dragon was suddenly furious|' Crazy, scolding loudly words like "shameless reptiles", angrily spewing out the chill of death.

Although its aura is still strong, its strength is still very amazing.

But as he said without hatred, the ghost dragon was now quite seriously injured, and he only had the strength equivalent to a fifth-level martial emperor.

At least, for a quarter of an hour, that's the case.

A quarter of an hour was enough time for He Wuxian to kill the ghost dragon twice.

I saw that He Wuxian smiled confidently, and his figure dodged the shroud of death in a flash, and rushed to the ghost dragon.

"Green Emperor Wood Emperor kills!"