A huge black shadow continued to hover in the sky, and roars kept coming out of its mouth.

His eyes were raised, and Leng Han saw the appearance of this demon beast clearly at this time.

I saw that this was a dragon with a pitch-black body, a body covered with pitch-black scale armor, and wings on its back.

"Winged poison Jiao?"

His gaze swept over the demon beast, and when he saw that this dragon could actually spit black mist from his mouth, Leng Han was suddenly surprised.

According to the records of the demon beast, there is a kind of Jiao with wings on its back and can spit out black mist, known as the Winged Poison Jiao, and the toxins contained in the body of this demon beast are enough to poison any existence of the same level.

And according to Leng Han's observation, this two-winged poisonous Jiao is already a Heavenly Demon Beast, which is equivalent to the strength of the Heavenly Sword Realm's sword cultivation, that is to say, if Leng Han fights with it, if it is sprayed by the poisonous mist in its mouth, it will die immediately.

It stands to reason that this demon beast has such a means and should not be afraid of cold cold, but until now, it has only hovered in mid-air, throwing angry glances at cold cold from time to time, but it does not dare to approach cold cold.

"It seems that it is jealous of my sword soul, but if I forcibly kill it, it will definitely resist. ”

Seeing the winged poisonous Jiao with such an expression, Leng Han instantly guessed that it must be afraid of the green dragon sword soul in the Dragon Soul Sword, so it would be like this.

It's just that although these demon beasts are all afraid of the Qinglong Sword Soul, if Leng Han wants to kill them, these demon beasts who already have spiritual wisdom will definitely resist.

Therefore, what Leng Han has to consider at the moment is how to dodge the poisonous mist that erupts from the mouth of the winged poisonous Jiao in front of him.

"If only the Qinglong Sword Soul could devour this poisonous mist. ”

Looking down at the Dragon Soul Sword in his hand, Leng Han thought in his heart, the Qinglong Sword Soul has the ability to devour the qi of all things, but he doesn't know if he can devour this poisonous mist.

It's just that what Leng Han didn't expect was that as soon as his thought arose, he heard a dragon groan, which suddenly came from the dragon soul sword in his hand.

The next moment, he saw the little green dragon, which suddenly flew out from the dragon soul sword, and rushed straight towards the winged poisonous Jiao in mid-air.

"Come back, little one. ”

Seeing this, Leng Han was frightened, the Qinglong Sword Soul was now connected with him, only if the Sword Soul had an accident, he would have to pay the corresponding price.

"Roar. ”

However, for his shout, Xiao Qinglong turned a deaf ear and continued to rush towards the winged poisonous Jiao.

And looking at the rushing Qinglong Sword Soul, although the Winged Poison Jiao showed a look of jealousy, it still opened its mouth and spewed out a large cloud of black poisonous mist, which instantly submerged the little Qinglong in it.

"Not good. ”

Seeing this, Leng Han was startled, and the heavenly power in his body was running, and he was about to fly into the air to rescue the little green dragon.

But just as he was about to take off, he was shocked to find that the black poisonous mist that originally submerged the little green dragon was actually sucked into the mouth of the little green dragon in the way of whale sucking water.

"This ......"

This shocking scene, seeing the cold eyes, I secretly shouted in my heart that it is perverted, not only can it devour the qi of all things, but even this poisonous fog can swallow it.

"Roar. ”

The scene of the little green dragon swallowing the poisonous mist not only made Leng Han stunned, but even the winged poisonous Jiao who spewed poisonous mist seemed to be taken aback by this scene.

But it soon reacted, and once again sprayed a large cloud of poisonous mist towards the little green dragon, but what was surprising was that no matter how much it sprayed, the little green dragon sucked it into its mouth one by one.

"Brush. ”

Looking at such a perverted existence, where did the winged poisonous Jiao dare to spray, and when its body swayed, it was about to turn around and flee.

And seeing that it wants to escape, how could Leng Han give it a chance, the poisonous mist is the life-saving means of the Winged Poison Jiao, at this moment, the Winged Poison Jiao does not spray and chooses to escape, most of the poisonous fog in the body has been exhausted.

This kind of good opportunity to chase and kill, how could Leng Han let it go, and at that moment, his body jumped up, and the dragon soul sword in his hand danced suddenly, carrying the sound of breaking the wind, towards the body of the winged poisonous Jiao, and a sword slashed down angrily.

"Click. ”

Leng Han's sword, although it was made in a hurry, but the power was not trivial, when the dragon soul sword slashed on the body of the winged poisonous Jiao, there was an immediate sound of bones shattering.

"Poof. ”

The Winged Poison Jiao is famous for its poisonous mist, although its body is strong, but under the cold Dragon Soul Sword, it is inevitable that it will not be injured, as the Dragon Soul Sword is lifted by the cold cold, a stream of fishy blood suddenly spurts out like spring water.

"Roar. ”

The severe pain from his body made the winged poisonous Jiao look up to the sky and roar, his hideous pupils were instantly occupied by blood, he glared at the cold cold below, and suddenly rushed towards the cold cold with a furious aura.

Everywhere I went, the air burst inch by inch.

"Little Qinglong, don't come back yet. ”

Seeing this, Leng Han's pupils shrank, and he shouted at the little green dragon that was still hovering in mid-air, and suddenly, the little green dragon turned into a blue light and entered the dragon soul sword like lightning.

"Wind and thunder shocking sword trick, thunder snake blasting, drink!"

As Xiao Qinglong entered the Dragon Soul Sword, Leng Han suddenly felt that the Dragon Soul Sword, which had lost a lot of strength, became strong again, and looking at the winged poisonous Jiao that was rushing angrily, he suddenly let out a loud shout, and it suddenly came out of Leng Han's mouth.

With this violent shout, the dragon soul sword in Leng Han's hand was suddenly covered with purple thunder and lightning, and finally slashed down towards the two-winged poisonous Jiao that rushed towards him.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang. ”

Before the Dragon Soul Sword could slash down, the power of the violent thunder and lightning that filled it had already blasted the surrounding air away.

"Whew!"

And when the dragon soul sword slashed on the head of the winged poisonous jiao, with a low voice, I saw that the winged poisonous jiao was cold from the beginning to the end, and the sword was split in half.

Bright red blood splattered out, instantly dyeing the originally black swamp into a dark red.

"Hoo ......"

The body landed on the ground, Leng Han supported the ground with the Dragon Soul Sword, his face was pale and he gasped for breath, this sword seemed simple just now, but it almost used up all his strength.

"Brush, brush!"

But before he could take a few breaths, the sound of hurried footsteps suddenly sounded from the dense forest behind him, and then an exclamation also came out.

"Young master, look, the two-winged poisonous Jiao that we have been killing for more than a month without killing has actually been killed. ”

Turning his gaze, he saw four young men surrounded by a proud young man, walking out of the dense forest, all five of them were dressed in green shirts, and on their chests, a sword was embroidered.

"Boy, did you kill this two-winged poisonous Jiao?"

When he came to a stop not far in front of Leng Han, one of the young men first glanced at Leng Han with a cautious face, but when he found out that Leng Han was just a cultivation in the early stage of the Heavenly Sword Realm, he immediately said indifferently.

"Not bad. His eyes swept over the five people, and his cold brows furrowed slightly.

From the five people, he sensed that the five people were actually Heavenly Sword Realm cultivators, although the aura of four of them was a little weak, but there was no doubt that they were in the early stage of the Heavenly Sword Realm, as for the arrogant young man, he was actually a master in the middle of the Heavenly Sword Realm.

"This is ten Heavenly Pills, and our young master bought this two-winged poisonous Jiao. Hearing this, the young man touched the Qiankun bag around his waist, took out a small pill bottle, and threw it to Leng Han like garbage.

"Did I say I wanted to sell it?" However, his eyes glanced at the pill bottle in his arms, and Leng Han said indifferently.

Hearing this, the young man sneered: "Whether you sell it or not, we will decide on this two-winged poisonous Jiao, and if you know a little better, get out quickly, otherwise, you will die." ”

When he said the last word, the young man suddenly showed a hideous face.

From the beginning, it was the young man who was talking, and the other three, including the young man, didn't say a word, as if the cold was not worth paying attention to in their eyes at all.

"Hmph, it looks like you're going to rob it. ”

Seeing this, he snorted coldly, his face instantly gloomy, and the Dragon Soul Sword in his hand suddenly clenched. (To be continued.) )