The scale armor in the sky is refracted with brilliant red glow, dazzling and dazzling.

The rapid and dense screeching sound drowned out all the sounds within a radius of hundreds of zhang.

For a while, it seemed that only Chijiao and scale armor were left in this world. Its red eyes were strangely cold.

Large swaths of scale armor sped by, cutting three feet into the ground where they passed. Before the debris could be raised, it was immediately engulfed in the cold light.

The aura is so powerful that it makes people in the distance feel palpitations.

Everyone realized that something was wrong.

"Is this the true power of Chijiao?" A sturdy warrior with a beard on his face couldn't help but tremble, half a step of acquired strength, in front of this powerful aura, humble as an ant.

"Hehe, haha!" The other old man raised his head and laughed, as if he was crazy, "That's it, I, Yang someone, have lived a lifetime, and I can still see the divine power of Jiaolong before I die, and this life is not in vain!" “

His words made people's hearts even more sad, on this mountain, this old man's strength is one of the best.

Regardless of the mentality of those bystanders in Longgang, it is said that the entire Tiger Roaring Mountain area is almost in a bleak wind and rain.

A third of Chijiao's body had already poked out of the spring, and it couldn't stop roaring, as if venting the anger that had been sealed for so many years. The roar of the dragon filled the mountains, and the terrible roar caused the birds to fall, the beasts to crawl, and everything to tremble.

It still refused to give up, and while the clouds stirred up the fog and sow the soil and dust, there were layers of red halos on the huge body. The sky was covered with red glow, and the waves in the distance were fiercer than before.

Those crimson auras stacked layer upon layer, and finally formed a huge shockwave that slammed into the place where the figure was.

Bang!

The red light struck the target, the earth shook, the heavens and the earth changed color, a huge crater appeared, and then an underground spring gushed out, forming a lake. The shape of the ground has changed completely, and the surrounding area is in shambles!

Chijiao was satisfied with his performance, and it believed that the guy with the powerful aura that it hated had already been taken care of by it, and at least half a life had been lost.

Then, the next thing to do is to completely break free from this shackle and swallow the essence of the opponent's body. It's been suppressed long enough, it's time to look for the dragon gate.

Only by crossing the dragon gate can it transform into a real dragon!

However, at this moment, suddenly in the center of the lake, a whirlpool formed. At first, it was just a black spot, but it soon turned into a whirlpool, and as the water fluctuated more and more rapidly, a wave of water condensed into a transparent lotus shape, supporting a figure that slowly rose.

"Humph!" The figure snorted coldly, its dark golden armor refracting a terrifying light.

His voice was like metal rubbing, and it was as deep as if it came from a distant time and space. His eyes were like stars in the sky, and his breath was as deep as the sea.

Chijiao's huge head, which was originally shaking, suddenly paused, his eyes shrank suddenly, and his eyes were in panic.

"Roar!" At this moment, only this terrible roar can soothe the fear in Chijiao's heart.

This time, though, its roar lasted for a short time.

Swish!

The dark golden figure swept through the sky like a meteor, and quickly swept from the surface of the lake to Chijiao's side. The two are completely disproportionate, and Chijiao's body is huge, dozens of zhang long. And that person is only twice as tall as an ordinary human.

However, the man still grabbed Chijiao's throat, and one hand grabbed its scales deeply, and a waterfall of red blood flowed out, sprinkling the man's head and face.

"Humph!" He snorted again and slammed into it.

Chijiao had no resistance at all, and was pulled down by the huge force, and its huge body, like a small snake, was pulled out of the spring.

Bang bang bang!

As if he were dancing with a whip, he shook the body of the red Jiao fiercely, smashing the mountains, smashing the earth, and smashing the lakes.

The people around could only hear a more terrible roar. The voice went from high to intense, and from fierce to low and faint.

The surrounding aura is changing strangely, and the waves are rushing and slowing for a while.

No one knows what's going on there, you can only judge by the surrounding air currents, fluctuations in power, the sea and the wind.

They all pinched a handful of sweat, hoping that the warriors who fought inside could retreat with their whole bodies, and hoped that Longgang would still be verdant for ten thousand years.

At this moment, no matter who it is, the goal is the same.

Chijiao would never have thought that he would end up like this. It was reserved for so long, and it controlled the Najia family for several centuries, and in the end, it fell short.

But it felt that it was not at a loss, because what killed it was what it longed for.

Lin Feng was in a trance, and this time he was possessed by him, which was different from the last time he was unconscious. He still had a third of his consciousness and could feel what was happening.

He felt like he was gulping, devouring Chijiao's hot blood. The boiling blood mixed into his veins, and there were strange changes.

There are powerful, rough forces colliding and merging with each other, and the one in the Mud Pill Palace is also undergoing great changes.

He/He drank tirelessly from the blood, his eyes mad and wide. In this world, nothing can stop Him, and that is the footsteps of revenge.

After drinking the blood, He/his body rose from the ground and rushed directly into the throat of the red jiao. It was like a sharp blade splitting its body in two.

Chijiao's whole body is full of treasures, bones can be used to refine weapons, tendons can be made into ropes, and it has a natural suppressive effect on spiritual power. There is also Jiaobao, which can be used as a substitute for almost any kind of precious material. In itself, it is a kind of panacea, which can live and die human flesh and bones.

Although the dragon blood in Jiao's blood is thin, that trace of blood also has a strong and incomparable strength.

However, all of them are not as good as that bead - Jiaozhu, the essence of Chijiao's life, and the condensation of generations of strength.

The fertility rate of this species is extremely low, and the children feed on the blood of their parents. When the children grow up, the parents die. The power has been passed down from generation to generation, bloody and brutal, but extremely efficient.

And what He needs is Jiaozhu!

The brilliant, crimson bead was in the belly of the red jiao.

He grabbed it and squeezed it so hard that the bead exploded with a thud. The fierce light crumpled into the palm of His hand and burrowed into His body.

"Ambergris jade!" He commanded in a low voice.

Lin Feng didn't like this tone very much, but only a third of his consciousness remained, and he still took out the ambergris jade.

The jade was full of brilliance, and as soon as he held it, it burst out with a strange brilliance, perfectly blending with the light of the previous Jiaozhu.

Two powerful forces are entangled into a new force, and it is undergoing a great metamorphosis.

"That's it!" His voice was rough, Lin Feng's ears were buzzing, and his whole body was extremely uncomfortable.

The dark golden armor quietly faded, like a hedgehog putting away its thorns. His bones changed back to their original shape, if it weren't for the blood and sweat, Lin Feng would have even thought that he had a dream.

Oh, and that huge and ugly corpse, Lin Feng glanced at it lightly and tiredly.

"It turned out to be a poor worm." He said.

(End of chapter)