Chapter Eighty-Seven: Jiaolong !!

The two stood apart and opposed, but Chen Shuo still looked refreshed in his clothes. But the tin staff in Ma Zhiyuan's hand was already tattered, and it was obviously scrapped by Chen Shuo's strange force.

With a cold snort, Ma Zhiyuan dropped the tin staff in his hand. "There are two brushes, but you're still going to die!"

After speaking, his hands formed a mysterious seal, and his mouth recited the tantric mantra, "Lin-Immovable Ming King Seal!"

A big golden seal came out of Ma Zhiyuan's hand, and the air between heaven and earth seemed to be a lot heavier, and the small mark seemed to condense the weight of a mountain. Smashed at Chen Shuo.

Tightening the hand holding the big sword, Chen Shuo's eyes were full of fighting spirit. Looking at that small imprint, it seemed that a towering and steep mountain peak appeared in front of him, pressing towards him with an overwhelming and overwhelming momentum.

"Come on, I want to see if it's your mountain or my sword!"

"Wrath of Tibbs!"

A huge fireball fell from the sky and smashed towards the horse. Chen Shuo also turned on the Necromantic Rage and the Plateau Bloodline and rushed towards the Immovable Ming King Seal. The big sword also turned blood-red in an instant, as if it was going to choose someone to devour!

For the fireball on his head, Ma Zhiyuan, who was not able to control the seal of the Ming King, could not do anything. had to control the Ming Wang Seal to resist.

"Boom!"

Like a comet hitting the Earth, a violent sound sounded over its head. No matter how violent you are, I will stand as safe as a mountain! That huge fireball can't hurt Ma Zhiyuan in the slightest!

For this result, Chen Shuo was already prepared, so he was not surprised. At this time, he had already swept to Ma Zhiyuan's side, and with a wave of his big sword, he slashed towards the latter.

Seeing Chen Shuo's offensive, Ma Zhiyuan hurriedly controlled the immovable Ming King Seal on his head to meet him.

"Boom!"

The sword seals collided, causing a shockwave to disperse the fog. Chen Shuo felt as if he was slashing on a mountain made of steel, and the violent force of the shock bounced him far away.

However, Ma Zhiyuan was obviously not having a good time, and a small gap had already opened on the seal of the Immovable Ming King in front of him. His heart skipped a beat when he saw it.

You must know that this immovable Ming King Seal is the secret method of his tantric teachings, which means that he will not be moved, maintain his will not be confused, and show a strong physique.

In terms of hardness, this immovable Ming King seal is stronger than the hardest purple gold in the world. And he was cut out of the crack by Chen Shuosheng's sword, what kind of monster is this!

Moreover, his mind is connected to the seal of the immovable king, and if the seal is destroyed, people will also be implicated. Now it was as if his head had been struck with a hammer, and the pain was terrible.

There is also the ability to absorb the life absorbed by the combination of the Necromantic Rage and the Bloody Greatsword, which absorbed a lot of life force from its body during the exchange just now. But because of the pain in Ma Zhiyuan's mind, he didn't find it.

So in general, although it seems that Chen Shuo has a useless blow off the court. But in fact, it was he who had the upper hand, and Ma Zhiyuan was in a bad situation.

Obviously, the young man in front of him was not much worse than the geniuses of the top forces he knew, Ma Zhiyuan's mudra changed, and he used a tantric mudra that expressed courage and courage, and the performance of fighting spirit when encountering difficulties.

"Fight-Outer Lion Seal!"

The golden light shone brightly, condensed into a lion's head seal, and a faint lion's roar came out, and then Ma Zhiyuan's mantra urged. The lion's head big seal turned into a mighty lion, shook its head and tail, and pounced on Chen Shuo.

"It's good to come!" Chen Shuo laughed, and Chen Shuo did not dodge to meet the golden lion, "Judgment!"

The dark red sword wheel is like the mouth of a terrifying beast, ready to devour everything. Twisting the golden lion into it, the chilling sword qi instantly pierced it into a thousand holes. The spinning sword wheel also easily cut it, turning it into golden light and dissipating into heaven and earth.

The outer lion mark was broken, and Ma Zhiyuan also spit out a mouthful of blood. Looks sluggish.

looked at the big sword that was slashing towards him again, and hurriedly formed a seal of the immovable Ming King, passively defending.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

Every blow of the big sword draws a lot of vitality from Ma Zhiyuan. The skin on his body is also aging. Ma Zhiyuan, who discovered this, changed his face wildly, and changed his handprint again, forming an imprint that represented the vitality of longevity and rejuvenation.

"Bing - Donkey Kong Wheel Seal!"

The aging on the body gradually disappeared, and the skin became shiny again. Seeing this scene, Chen Shuo was also a little surprised, "It's a little interesting, but I'm here to see if you recover faster or if I absorb it faster." ”

Obviously, it is a truth that it is easier to destroy than to build. In Ma Zhiyuan's desperate eyes, the muscles of his whole body slowly atrophied, his skin aged, and he slowly turned into a dry corpse.

And Chen Shuo was full of energy, as if he had taken the Ten Perfection Tonic Pills.

Walking in front of Shangguan Ying, looking at the beauty with a look of surprise and excitement, Chen Shuo also showed a comforting smile. I was about to say something when I suddenly felt a strong wind blowing.

There was a roll on the spot, and a black shadow attacked. I saw that the position where I was standing just now had been ploughed out of a deep and long mark. The black shadow was also hovering and floating in the sky, staring at Chen Shuo with fierce eyes.

Chen Shuo looked up and immediately gasped. I saw that the dark shadow in the sky was a dragon!

Looking at it, Chen Shuo breathed a sigh of relief again. Because what looks like a dragon in the sky actually has no dragon claws. And with a pair of huge wings flapped on his back.

The others looked like the black dragon. But this thing is obviously not a real dragon, at most it can be called a dragon.

The snake has been cultivating for thousands of years. Cultivating for another thousand years is for Jiaolong. This is much closer to the existence of a dragon than Jiao. If you give this dragon a thousand years, maybe you can really fade away from the mortal body and cultivate to become a true dragon.

However, the black dragon in front of him obviously had not yet reached that realm, which also gave Chen Shuo the courage to fight.

The blood demon also seemed to feel the master's intentions, and felt extremely excited about the dragon blood to be drunk next, and hummed slightly.

"Come on! My favorite thing to do is to slay dragons!"

The fighting spirit in his eyes flickered wildly, and Chen Shuo's eyes also turned blood-red in an instant, and the violent and bloodthirsty aura swept out, spreading towards the mighty dragon in the sky. The muscles on his body trembled slightly with excitement.

"Fatal Blow!" "Infinite Kendo!" "Fury!" "Plateau Bloodline!" "Necromantic Rage!" "Full Status!"

A pair of nine-colored wings appeared behind him, and Chen Shuo stomped his feet on the ground. Dragging his colorful tail, he rushed towards the dragon.

And the dragon was also angered by Chen Shuo's actions. It has dominated this dream for thousands of years, and it is a well-deserved hegemon-level existence. Ever since it relied on the jade brew in the cave, faded its snake body, and evolved into a Jiao, no one dared to provoke it.

Not long ago, it evolved from Jiao. Dragon scales, dragon tails, and dragon wings grow on its body. I heard another movement in front of my cave, so I came out to take a look. The little thing in front of him dares to provoke himself, just take him to Liwei!

With a roar, Jiaolong flicked its tail flexibly in the air, and the thick dragon tail was drawn towards Chen Shuo. The air was pumped with the terrifying force like firecrackers.

But Chen Shuo was not afraid, and the madness in his eyes was even stronger. With a wild roar, he slashed out the big sword with all his might, and collided with the dragon's tail!