Chapter 112: Today's Shame
"Hmph, Brother Yao, although you say it is high-sounding, don't you actually have to slip away when it's time to slip away?"
Xiaohu pouted.
"Ahem."
Wang Yao said: "That's right, but if it's within your ability, it's better to take the initiative than to sit and wait." β
"What can you do?"
Xiaohu's eyes widened: "Are you sure you can do it?" What are your odds of winning? β
Wang Yao looked at the two powerhouses in the clouds: "It's just helping, you can't talk about the chance of winning." β
"And how are you going to help?"
Wang Yao didn't speak, just looked at the two figures in the top of the cloud lightly and said, "I don't know if it's a help, I just want to make the direction of things move closer to the side I imagined." β
Xiaohu was confused when he heard it, and he didn't seem to understand.
Wang Yao didn't say much, looked at the eight dragon bottles suspended in the center, and the next moment, he reached out and touched the eight dragon bottles.
I saw a dazzling white light emitted from the place where Wang Yao and the Eight Dragon Bottle came into contact, stabbing Xiaohu from opening his eyes.
Rise!
Hearing a dragon roar appear out of thin air, eight swimming dragons appeared from the eight dragon bottles in unison and headed towards the two strong men who were fighting in the distance.
At the same time, the two people in the clouds are in a fierce battle.
After all, both of them are Heavenly Realm powerhouses, and the difference in strength is not large, and each has extraordinary means of saving life.
However, even so, the two have fought so far, and there is not much left of the means.
At this moment, Li Lingruo obviously had the advantage, only to hear Li Lingruo's coquettish shout, and the plant dragon roared angrily, heading towards the old ghost.
"The Old Ghost! Today is your day of death! β
The old ghost of the Netherworld saw the plant dragon attacking from a tricky angle, and his face changed drastically, but there was a faint flash of joy in his eyes.
"Huh? Wrong! β
How can Li Lingruo be a mortal? Instinctively sensing a wave of danger coming, he quickly withdrew his hand, and the plant dragon quickly retreated, almost turning into a streamer.
But by now, it was too late.
I saw a terrifying darkness suddenly erupt from the old ghost, this darkness is like a bottomless abyss, even the surrounding clouds cannot escape this terrifying power, even Wang Yao and Xiaohu, who are separated by one dimension from the two strong men, also faintly feel the suction force attacking him.
"This ghostly old ghost is really terrifying!"
Xiaohu's eyes were full of horror.
"Dark fluctuations? You insidious creature! There are such evil methods! Haven't you lost your thoughts? β
Li Lingruo's body shone with divine light, and those divine lights were full of this vibrant color, but he couldn't escape the control of the old ghost no matter what.
"Hahaha! Little Fawn, you must be naΓ―ve to think that I will tell you all the truth, right? β
The old ghost let out a wry grin.
"Despicable!" Li Lingruo scolded loudly.
"What about meanness? Still holding your actions firmly in the palm of your hand? Finally let me get my chance, let me die! β
The old ghost laughed, and the darkness around him almost swallowed the whole world.
"Brother Yao! What are you still in a daze! You see, the space we are in is going to be corrupted by this black! β
Xiaohu jumped up and down, anxious.
Wang Yao's eyes were also tight.
Although Wang Yao knew that the old ghost of the Netherworld would inevitably have hole cards, he didn't expect that it would be such a terrifying method.
In the face of such means, his eight swimming dragons are simply not enough to see!
What can I do?
Although Xiaohu urged, it knew the origin of this dark fluctuation better than Wang Yao in its heart, this is a sense of Dao! Above all spells, no spell can compete with it, crushing the existence of all spells in the rules!
"Brother Yao! Do something about it! β
Although he knew that it was futile, Xiaohu still urged Wang Yao.
Wang Yao's eyes flickered for a moment, and finally as if he had made up his mind, he took a deep breath.
"Hurry up, Brother Yao! Li Ling can't bear it! β
Indeed, all of Li Lingruo's spells at this time had no meaning in the face of this seemingly endless darkness, and his entire body inevitably went towards the center of the darkness.
But Wang Yao was not in a hurry, only to see that the Eight Dragon Bottle in his hand flashed with unparalleled light again, and the eight swimming dragons that were ready to attack suddenly burst out with unprecedented power.
Rise!
"Brother Yao! That's the sense of the Tao, you have to be careful! β
For a while, Xiaohu didn't know whether to be full of hope or despair.
The reason for despair is that Xiaohu knows that although this Eight Dragon Bottle is a treasure of the Heavenly Realm, at least at this dragon level, it still belongs to the level of magic, and the Dao sense of the old ghost of the Netherworld is only bound to fail.
But even so, the ghost still has some hope in the faint eye, after all, Wang Yao has surprised it too many times, even if it sometimes seems like shit luck, but Xiaohu is still secretly looking forward to it.
What if it happens?
But Wang Yao didn't know what Xiaohu was thinking in his heart, holding the Eight Dragon Bottle in both hands, and transferring all his true qi into the Eight Dragon Bottle.
Under the injection of Wang Yao's true qi, the Eight Dragon Bottle was extremely dazzling, and at first glance, Wang Yao seemed to be holding a small sun in his hand.
Rise!
The dazzling light was transmitted to the eight swimming dragons, and the eight swimming dragons let out a dragon groan again.
This cry was completely different from the previous ones, and Xiaohu only felt that this cry had almost penetrated his soul.
"! Why is this voice so solemn that it makes me feel the urge to kneel? β
Xiaohu was surprised, but the next moment, what happened made Xiaohu's eyes wider.
Wang Yao seemed to be not satisfied with this dragon chant, a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and he continued to increase the input of the true qi of the Eight Dragon Bottles, and the sound of the dragon chant became more and more high-pitched, under this high-pitched dragon groan, Xiaohu felt that he was completely unable to think.
Due to Wang Yao's excessive stimulation of the energy in the Eight Dragon Bottles, the eight swimming dragons disappeared in an instant after making this roar.
"! Brother Yao, what are you doing here? The only chance you heard the sound? β
When Long Yin weakened slightly, Xiaohu regained consciousness and instantly understood what Wang Yao had done, so he was surprised.
Wang Yao looked serious and didn't say a word.
In the sky above the nine mountains, the ghostly old ghost was smiling and dragging Li Lingruo into the center of his power, but Li Lingruo's counterattack was getting smaller and smaller.
"Who?!"
Suddenly, the face of the old ghost suddenly changed, and a monstrous dragon roar reached his ears.
In fact, as an existence that has lived for thousands of years, what kind of enemy has not been seen? But the cry just now, he couldn't even tell where it came from, let alone the momentum that was so terrifying that even he could break out in a cold sweat.
At this moment, the momentum of the old ghost of the Netherworld suddenly sudden, Li Lingruo cleverly grasped the slack of the old ghost at this moment, and with a wave of his hands, the plant dragon let out a wail, which immediately turned into powder, and countless energies gathered towards Li Lingruo, Li Lingruo shouted, and a green fluctuation suddenly appeared, although this fluctuation is still insignificant compared to the old ghost of the Netherworld, and it can only shake the old ghost of the Netherworld for less than a second, but for Li Lingruo, it is enough, I saw Li Lingruo turn into Lushu, walk two steps in the void, and the next moment, It has appeared hundreds of feet away.
"Today's shame, I, Li Lingruo, have written it down!"
After that, Li Lingruo turned into a streamer and disappeared.