Ye Jialian really had no strength, and a dragon power exhausted all his spiritual power.

"Hehe, old bald donkey, don't think that if you win me now, you can kill Chijiao. The old man is waiting for you on Huangquan Road, and we will fight again! When the time comes, look at how you thief and bald man will cheat! After speaking, he let out a mouthful of thick phlegm and shot the opponent's head.

Zhu Bujie made him disgusted, angry, full of inspiration, and wiped away phlegm stains. Then he raised his palm, the gale howled, and the palm shadow shot down, slashing at his Heavenly Spirit Gai.

"Kill you first, and then look for me in eighteen years!" Zhu Bujie said coldly.

Thundered!

The sky suddenly turned purple-black, and the thunderclouds seemed to be several times heavier. The rain poured down, thunderbolts and lightning flashed, as if the end had come.

"Roar!"

Chijiao roared more than once from the soul, and the momentum was monstrous.

Its body had already swelled up as if it were blowing, and it was red, standing out in the dark purple sky.

The powerful dragon power continued to spread, oppressing all the people on the ground, and it felt like his spine was about to decay.

It stared angrily at everything that came into view, and finally fixed its gaze on the thunder spine.

Bang!

The Red Jiao Soul opened its mouth and spewed out a thick red streamer, hitting the thunder vertebrae fiercely. At the same moment, the thunder spine also burst out with a huge thunderbolt, and a lightning bolt struck out with a click, pointing directly at Chijiao.

Boom, click, bang!

In the aftermath of the collision of two powerful forces, the rocks and civil engineering of the mountains and rocks continued to tremble and shake.

When Ye Jialian saw it, he only felt sad in his heart, Longgang, which has an ancient history, and thousands of living beings will be destroyed in one fell swoop.

When Zhu Bujie saw this scene, his heart was even more anxious, he no longer had the patience to quarrel with Ye Jialian, his palms fell, and he slashed towards his rival with a huge dragon might.

Suddenly, his whole body was like a little chicken, and he was picked up by someone. Immediately after, like a broken bag, he was thrown aside, fell to the ground with a bang, fell more than a dozen times in a row, and turned up a piece of dust, which stabilized his figure.

And the spiritual pressure on his body, his palm wind, and all his defenses are simply tofu scum, and they are vulnerable.

What made him feel even more terrifying was that he didn't even know who the person behind him was and when he came.

It's just that in the blink of an eye, Ye Jialian felt like a world away. He fixed his eyes and saw a strong man like an iron tower in front of him, wearing an iron helmet and mask, holding a giant hammer, and his body was full of vitality.

Those eyes, indifferent and calm, swept Ye Jialian lightly, and finally turned his head to look at Chi Jiao's soul, his eyes shrank slightly.

Chijiao also seemed to notice his presence, sensing a powerful threat, and shifted its attention from the thunder hammer to Weiqiu.

Ye Jialian didn't know Wei Qiu, he was only shocked by Wei Qiu's strength. can throw Zhu Bujie out like garbage, this person is so powerful that he feels suffocated.

It's just that even if it's such a strong strength, I'm afraid it's still not Chijiao's opponent.

"What about Lin Feng?" Wei Qiu stared at Chijiao, and he didn't know who he was talking to, his voice was deep and empty, piercing the clouds and cracking stones.

"He ......" Ye Jialian's voice choked, and he turned his head to look at the fierce thunder array that was shining in the fog and almost bursting, and he couldn't say any more.

Seeing this, Wei Qiu knew in his heart, and then looked at Zhu Bujie in the distance, his eyes were full of murder.

Ignoring the dragon power with the red Jiao on his head, he strode towards Zhu Bujie.

Zhu Bujie was thrown by him, his liver and gallbladder were broken, blood was spurting from his mouth, and he was in shock. Suddenly, I heard heavy footsteps like thunder, and I was even more distracted.

After growing up and cultivating for so many years, he has already become a well-known existence in Panlong, River Valley, and Jinyang Plain. It can be said that except for Ye Jialian, no one can compete with him. The so-called god of war and guardian seemed to him to be a child.

No one can bring him a taste of fear, except for today's Chijiao Soul, and Weiqiu.

Regarding the iron-faced Weiqiu, Zhu Bujie had already learned from his apprentice. Zhu Bajie said that Wei Qiu's strength was unfathomable, and he should be almost the same as his master.

Now, it seems, is there not much difference? It's far away!

Zhu Bujie's hairs stood up all over his body, and he wanted to get up and escape. He had a bold idea that he might be able to use Chijiao against this terrible fellow.

He looked at Chijiao again, and immediately screamed, his eyes bloody. It turned out that he accidentally looked at the current Red Jiao Soul, and was blinded by its dragon power.

Probably thinking that he was too noisy, the red Jiao soul roared and spewed out a streamer. At the same time, Lei Shi may have annoyed him, and a bolt of lightning struck.

Zhu Bujie is also a generation of grandmasters, and he turned into flying ashes in an instant and disappeared in the sea of thunderclouds and lightning. Ye Jialian laughed: "Okay! This is really a long eye, you go to Huangquan and plan how to use conspiracies to harm people! “

Wei Qiu was stunned, stopped, looked up at Chijiao again, and clenched the sledgehammer in his hand: "Go back!" “

He shouted.

"Poof!" Ye Jialian was shocked by the voice that pierced the cloud and cracked the stone, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Wei Qiu turned his head slightly: "If you don't want to die, let's go, little guy." “

Ye Jialian was speechless, little guy? The old man is ...... He sighed, that's it, with the strength of this person, maybe he would have been an old goblin for a long time, and it would be enough to call him a little guy.

"Senpai, be careful." Ye Jialian clutched his chest, dragged his injured body, and walked into the distance step by step.

In fact, he could only walk to the edge of the thunder cover at most, and he could never get out again. He estimated that as long as he was still within this range, once Weiqiu was lost, or the two sides fought, he was afraid that he would be more than lucky.

Now Ye Jialian only hated that his strength was too low and he couldn't help, and he was heartbroken, Lin Feng was willing to walk into the Fierce Thunder Array for the sake of his life.

"Boy, don't worry! If someone can get out of this formation today, I must set up a monument for you! Ye Jialian secretly swore to himself, "Your relatives will be my relatives in the future." “

Rumble!

Ye Jialian had just taken a few steps, and suddenly there was a wave of light behind him, red light and green light, thunder light and spiritual pressure, the three were entangled.

What a Weiqiu, the sledgehammer in his hand seems to be able to smash a hole in the sky. He roared, a pair of giant feet slammed into the ground, and the sledgehammer pulled out a large hammer shadow in the air, whistling and smashing towards the red Jiao soul.

Two giant trees emerged from the ground, quickly climbing upwards and extending into the air. The thunder and lightning split it in one section, and it grew two sections taller, and soon touched the soul of the red jiao, one song and one tail, binding it.

How can Chijiao be bound? It roared, shook its head and tail, its eyes swept away with a clear red light, and the giant tree burned with a snort.

The thunder vertebrae was very strange, as if it didn't lean on either side, and every time it trembled, two thunderbolts were split, one towards the Red Jiao Soul and the other towards Weiqiu.

The scene was very chaotic, and the powerful force fluctuated, and once again carved a huge deep pit in this piece of Tiger Roaring Mountain, which had long been razed to the ground.

Ye Jialian's feet slipped, his body was unbalanced, and he had to slide down the steep slope and disappear without a trace.

The fierce battle continued, and the onlookers in the distance changed places one after another, farther and farther away, and their eyes could not reach it, but they felt the powerful power fluctuations and roars.

They couldn't believe what they had seen and heard, and they couldn't imagine what a warrior with that immense power would be like.

This day is destined to become the most colorful stroke in the history of Longgang, whether human beings win or lose.

All of them clenched their fists nervously or clenched their weapons. Everyone no longer cares about what kind of shocking treasure they will get by killing Chijiao, they only cheer for the brave silently in their hearts.

Six or seven hours passed quietly.

(End of chapter)