After hearing Xia Luo's words, Long Er was slightly stunned at first, and then asked rhetorically.

"What? Am I right to be as reckless as I was before? ”

Looking at the current dragon, Xia Luo understood one thing, that is, the demon king had domesticated him.

But also, if Long'er is still as eager to fight as before, and wants to go up and fight when he sees a powerful one, it is only a question whether he can survive until now.

The most critical problem is that the current strategy of the demon clan is to develop obscene and don't wave, and when Long'er's strength is not so strong, he can find a few people of comparable strength to fight him.

But now, it's all in the god transformation period, and this fight will make a lot of movements, what if it's discovered.

So, the demon king began to "educate" the dragon.

I don't know what method was used, but it finally allowed Long'er to restrain the fighting instinct in his body, and also made Long'er firmly believe that this was right, and it was wrong to be so reckless before.

But in Xia Luo's eyes, this is not the case at all.

Xia Luo looked at Long'er with a little playfulness in his smile.

"Long'er, you are alive now, which one is faster than before?"

"Does that need to be said? Of course, it was the same as before, but if I was still alive like before, what was the difference between cockfighting and cockfighting? ”

After Long Er finished saying this, he exhaled a long breath: "I am absolutely invincible in the same realm, and I don't need to prove anything by fighting." ”

"I'm not that interested in your identity, I don't care about what you've done to me, the Demon King treats me well, and now I want to continue to follow her."

It seems that this kid has been brainwashed thoroughly enough.

Seeing that Long Er turned his back and wanted to leave, Xia Luo directly pulled out the long sword in his hand.

After hearing this crisp sword roar, Long Er turned his head in an instant and saw a completely different Xia Luo.

At this time, Xia Luo stood in front of him with the long sword in his hand, and his eyes were full of murderous aura.

Between the collision of the long sword and the surrounding thunder and lightning, there was an extremely pleasant sword sound, and the whole long sword was completely different from before, most of the sword body was extremely white, but there was a small piece with a red pattern twisted like blood vessels.

Seeing Xia Luo like this, Long Er didn't know why, and had a feeling that his blood was beginning to boil.

This is the will to fight, a desire to fight that monks don't have, only exists between warriors!

After feeling the change in the dragon's breath, Xia Luo spoke.

"No matter what my identity is, but in fact, my strength is only a god, you think you are invincible in the same realm, so do you want to compare with me?"

After hearing Xia Luo's words, the corners of Long Er's mouth began to rise, and his eyes finally showed a black and red light, and the aura on his body began to become more and more violent, and condensed into a substance behind him, turning into a demon composed of red light.

The demon's expression was very fierce, and a pair of eyes seemed to have been found from the Nine Netherworlds, as if he wanted to annihilate all the living beings in the world.

Looking at the current dragon, Xia Luo put away his usual smile and held the long sword in his hand tightly, showing a rare seriousness.

As a person who cultivated two paths at the same time, and also had the blessing of spiritual bones, and used various pills to improve his body countless times, his combat power was already so strong that ordinary monks could not imagine it at all.

Therefore, even in the face of such an existence as Long Er, which can also not be described by common sense, he did not dare to use all his strength, for fear that he would kill or cripple Long Er with a single sword.

However, just because he doesn't have to use all his strength doesn't mean that he is not serious about this competition.

On the contrary, he was very serious, wanting to see how strong his own body was through such a battle.

As a thunderbolt fell heavily in front of Long Er, digging a pit out of the ground under his feet, Long Er disappeared in place in an instant.

The surrounding thunder and lightning seemed to feel this atmosphere and became even more frenzied.

Countless thunderbolts slammed into the ground one after another as if they had gone crazy, as if they wanted to blend in with the battle.

Because of the presence of these thunderbolts, the divine consciousness becomes useless at such a time.

If you still feel the breath of the other party and the power of the spell through your divine consciousness as you normally do in battle, then you will definitely die a miserable death, because everything that your divine sense can feel is disturbed by thunder and lightning.

Therefore, if you don't make a move at the first time, then you can only rely on reflexes in the face of the next attack.

Sure enough, after an instant, Long Er appeared on Xia Luo's left side, and without any hesitation, it was directly a punch.

This punch was completely different from when he was in the mortal world, it was attached to the special energy that could only be cultivated by the demon clan's cultivation system, and the fist alone was like a fierce beast, attacking towards Xia Luo's neck.

Feeling the powerful power of this fist, Xia Luo couldn't help but gasp.

This kind of power is far beyond the scope of the ordinary god transformation period, I am afraid that looking at the entire cultivation realm, except for him, he is really invincible in the god transformation period.

Just cultivating the Demon Dao, it is impossible to achieve such combat power, and you can imagine how many resources the Demon King has invested in him to cultivate Long'er into the current combat power.

But well...... This is still a bit not enough for Xia Luo!

Xia Luo raised his hand with a sword, easily disintegrating all the power of Long'er's fist, and then turned his head to look at Long'er's eyes.

He has been practicing this sword since he first came to this world not long ago, and he has begun to raise it.

Now it has been more than 10,000 years, although this sword has not surpassed the level of spiritual weapons and become a legendary immortal weapon, but he has already spied a trace of the apex of the way of the sword.

At this time, the red markings on his long sword began to flicker with dazzling light, and the powerful aura was released between heaven and earth through the sword body.

After feeling this breath, the smile on the corner of Long Er's mouth became even brighter.

In the next second, the breath on his body began to be constricted, and the whole person thought that he was forcibly suppressing these breaths and was suffocating, and the muscles on his body began to beat wildly.

As the clothes on his body were propped open, his body became more than three times larger, and there was no longer a bit of human breath on his body, replaced by an endless arrogant, crazy demonic aura.

After taking a few deep breaths, the earth began to tremble, and the thunder and lightning slashed at him one after another, scorching half of his body black.

Xia Luo understood that after this guy realized that he couldn't hurt himself in the slightest no way, he wanted to see if he could resist his attack.

In this regard, Xia Luo just shook his head.

Still too young!

Xia Luo no longer had any other thoughts, put the long sword in his hand in front of him, felt the breath released by the sword, and after completely fusing with his own breath, the young man-like Yuan Ying in his body stood up and also put his long sword in front of him.

"Soul Netherworld, Nine Springs Sword Technique!"

In the blink of an eye, everything in this side of the world seemed to stand still.

The thunder and lightning, which was still violent, suddenly fell silent at this moment.

It was as if the netherworld filter had been turned on, only black and white, and the dark red emitted by the long sword in Xia Luo's hand.

In just such a short moment, the smile on Long Er's face instantly froze, and his eyes stared at Xia Luo in front of him, feeling the aura emanating from Xia Luo's body, which actually made him feel cold.

This kind of chill is not the fear of being crushed in strength, the fear of being beaten to death, but the feeling that he is about to be buried in the long river of history, the kind of powerlessness that feels like the passage of time and the end of Shouyuan little by little!

Long Er didn't know this feeling, but he felt something from Xia Luo's breath, and that was the true meaning of the Great Dao!

The monk of the Transformation Period, he actually comprehended a trace of the true meaning of the Great Dao?

Unconsciously, layers of hoarfrost had condensed on Long Er's body, and he turned his head to look around with all his might.

When he noticed the change around him, his expression changed from horror to disbelief.

"Is this the realm of legends? actually awakened this supernatural power in the realm of transforming gods, and he is worthy of being a true immortal! ”