Gradually, the black corrosive aura emanating from Qin Xiong's body covered the light curtain held up by Yang Ning, and a cloud of black mist surrounded Yang Ning, and bursts of fishy smell diffused into the air.

"Hmph, kid, your flame doesn't seem to be weak, but the exercises of my Blood Saint cultivation are not simple, in the face of absolute strength, you just wait to turn into a dry corpse."

Yang Ning's figure gradually disappeared, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of the Blood Saint's mouth.

"Bang"

Suddenly, a strong firelight splashed in the black mist, and the black mist burned out a long opening, as if Yang Ning was struggling to resist in the black mist.

"Quack, trapped by my corrosive black fog and still want to escape, dreaming!"

Qin Xiong let out a strange laugh, and the strong momentum erupted in vain, and streams of stronger black mist emanated from his body and poured into the cracked black mist. The black mist swelled, constantly rushing towards the blooming firelight, making up for the cracks. Qin Xiong's body movement was faster, so fast that the afterimage and the deity almost overlapped.

"Boss, is that kid in danger? This thin monkey's cultivation is a little higher than that kid, and the exercises are a bit weird, do you want to pull that kid back? ”

Neither the 'Bloodhorn Fire Beaver' nor the 'Dark Wolf' knew Yang Ning's true strength, and seeing that he seemed to be completely suppressed now, they couldn't help but send a voice to ask about the 'Hell Flame Lion'.

"It's okay, that kid hasn't made a lot of effort yet. Don't you see that little guy looking like he's watching a play? That kid has a contract with it, and life and death are related. If you want to have something, don't you rush with you at the first time, so old as now? Hehe, there will be no hair. ”

The 'Infernal Flame Lion' smiled and signaled the two of them not to worry. That bastard is very ghostly, what will happen?

"Beaver, you can't just talk about people and don't talk about yourself, and you have to meddle when you see this kid is dying, right?"

The Blood Saint had been paying attention to the movements of the 'Bloodhorn Beaver', and when he saw that the eyes of the 'Bloodhorn Beaver' flickered a little, it seemed that he wanted to take action, and immediately made a sarcastic remark.

"Hey, Blood Saint. Don't use your villain's heart to spend my belly as a beast, Lao Tzu just has lice on my body to bite me, my body is a little itchy, and I just shake my body slightly, can I be so nervous? ”

The 'Bloodhorn Fire Beaver' shamelessly slammed back the Blood Saint.

The seven orifices of the Blood Saint Moment are going to smoke, you are a fucking holy beast, the body is clean and clean by the aura, not to mention lice, even the dust will not touch the body, this is clearly talking nonsense.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

Just as they were arguing, a violent explosion sounded from the black mist.

Every time there was an explosion, Qin Xiong's figure would unconsciously pause, and the thick black mist would fade a little.

"Knock...... Boom...... Knock ......"

There was a drum-like sound in the black mist!

Every time it sounded, Qin Xiong's body would tremble, and his face would gradually become as pale as blood loss.

"It's broken!"

The Blood Saint had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Boom!"

The fading black mist suddenly sounded with a huge roar like thunder, shattering like a burst of glass. The light pale golden flame instantly broke through the black mist, like a huge fireball that ignited all the surrounding space.

"Poof"

The backlash of mana suddenly caused Qin Xiong to spew out a large mouthful of blood, and his breath instantly languished.

The black mist exploded, and Yang Ning's fiery figure appeared in front of everyone's eyes, the fire was bright and bright, emitting bursts of scorching heat, like a fire god.

"Bundle, receive!"

Zhao Xin's same ending was staged once, before Qin Xiong could react, the five spirit dragons that fused the winding spell tied him up, sealed him, and threw him at the feet of the 'Golden Weasel Eater', and paralyzed him underground with Zhao Xin.

"Bastard! Rubbish! Lost again! ”

This result made the Blood Saint feel annoyed, and he felt that a breath of stuffy air was blocked in his heart, and it was difficult to swallow.

"Qin Xiong! Damn! Boy, let those two go, or I want you to live rather than die!" ”

Qin Xiong was captured, and some of the Blood Saint's subordinates jumped out in a rage, roaring and rushing towards Yang Ning. The black light bloomed all over his body, and the strong momentum swept the gray air in a circle, obviously raising his strength to the extreme.

This person was the other one among the two fifth-level Venerables: He Hu, probably because he was of the same level as Qin Xiong, and among more than ten people, he had the best relationship with Qin Xiong. Seeing Qin Xiong being captured, he couldn't help but rush out to save Qin Xiong.

He Hu seemed to specialize in martial arts, and between his shots, his fists overlapped, and his feet were continuous, and each blow was as heavy as a thousand pounds, enveloping Yang Ning's space.

"Bang bang...... Bang ......"

Yang Ning held up mana shields around him, impermeable to the wind, and blocked one attack after another.

At first, the shield was only used as a counter, and the use was a bit jerky. But as time passed, Yang Ning adapted to the strength of He Hu's attacks, and gradually became more vivid, and the use of spells became more flexible.

After the shield resisted the next round of attacks, several shields in the vicinity fused together to form a spirit dragon, with its head and tail swinging with scorching flames, or thick pressure like a mountain, or sharp like Xiao Killing, or a tsunami-like wild wave, or endless entanglement, chasing He Hu in turn.

Gradually, Yang Ning became more comfortable, but He Hu seemed to be a little blocked everywhere, and the fists and kicks that were blasted out frantically didn't even touch the corners of Yang Ning's clothes.

"This kid has a set. Spells, attacks, and changes have grown a lot. Hehe......"

The 'Hell Flame Lion' and other three-headed holy beasts had such a vision, and they could see the changes in Yang Ning at once.

"Ahh

After a long time of fruitless attack, He Hu suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, like a mad tiger, more and denser than the punches that came out, the black light all over his body soared, and a disgusting fishy smell permeated the surroundings, and the shield held up by Yang Ning made a 'squeak' sound, and wisps of black smoke rose from the shield surface.

The rising aura was nearly twice as powerful as when Qin Xiong was at his strongest.

"Tsk, this stupid X is crazy? Fighting with Yang Boy, he still dares to use his kind of exercises to show momentum, hasn't he seen the first two battles clearly, this kind of exercise has been suppressed by the kid very much? ”

Seeing He Hu angrily running the exercises taught by the Blood Saint and wanting to suppress Yang Ning, the 'Hell Flame Lion' and the others looked at He Hu like idiots.

The blood saint's miserable white face, this will become as black as the bottom of the pot, I don't know if he was angry, or if he expected that He Hu would have the same fiasco if he continued like this.

Soon, time verified their judgment.

"Peng!"

He Hu's momentum was indeed 'unparalleled for a while', but the result of the encounter was that he was extremely painful.

Wildly blasted out hundreds of punches, and finally grabbed a gap, He Hu exploded all the mana of his body, condensed into a punch, and was about to collapse into Yang Ning's chest.

The robe on Yang Ning's body was pressed against his body by the fist wind raised by the iron fist, and his black hair was blown backwards like a flag.

The fist was getting closer and closer to Yang Ning's heart, and He Hu showed a cruel smile on his mouth.

Suddenly, the mana shield suspended around Yang Ning instantly fused one by one, and finally turned into a flame dragon, opened its bloody mouth, and swallowed He Hu's entire arm into its mouth in one gulp.