This is the ontology.

"Roar!"

The dragon's roar shook the heavens and the earth, the eight black wings flapped, and the eight-winged black dragon king of Qing Yabo's body appeared, and the hard dragon scales exuded a heavy dark aura.

Eight strange huge runes appeared on the eight black wings, and eight streams of black qi gushed out from the eight strange runes, converging in front of the eight-winged black dragon king, and the runes flowed into illusions, forming a dark magic circle.

The overwhelming dark aura swept in, and the Eternal Night Domain was centered on Qing Yapo, expanding out in all directions, and a round of bright white moon slowly rose, glowing with a cold light, hanging high above the head of the eight-winged black dragon king.

Field, moonlit night is unknown!

In this field, except for the performer, no one else has sight, no hearing, to put it bluntly, they can neither see nor hear.

Su Bujin stood there, motionless, as if his vision and hearing had been erased by the moonlit night unclear realm, and he was completely unaware of the changes in the outside world.

"Su Bujin, accept the judgment of darkness!"

The eight-winged black dragon king opened its hideous dragon mouth, its sharp fangs flashing with a cold light, and the strange darkness condensed like a whirlpool, and the palpitating power was about to overflow from the dragon's mouth.

"Lament of the Night!"

The undead are wailing, the souls are lamenting, and the dark power in the dragon's mouth turns into a circle of sound waves and spreads, although it is a sound wave attack, but its power is amazingly terrifying, with the eight-winged black dragon king as the center, the space in the entire moonlit night unclear realm began to collapse and disappear.

It won't be long before everything in the realm is completely destroyed.

At this time, Su Bujin, who had been standing there without moving, made a move, and his figure disappeared in place.

The next moment, Su Bujin flashed above the head of the eight-winged black dragon king, and the circle of sonic attacks could not have any effect on her, as if it was ineffective, and at this time, in front of her was the bright moon hanging high.

The brilliant blue light flashed by!

There was no sound, no waves, and the bright moon as round as a jade disk was slashed obliquely by the blue light, and instantly shattered, turning into a little starlight, which dissipated with the wind.

Break the moon with a knife!

The bright moon shattered, and the moonlit night unclear realm of the eight-winged black dragon king lost the support of the main force, the circulating runes were dim, and the thick darkness that enveloped the heavens and the earth began to retreat.

The dexterous green deer danced in Su Bujin's slender and white jade hands, the classical and delicate lines on the blade flashed with a faint cyan light, and a mysterious cyan circle bloomed out at the tip of the knife, but this was not the end, the mysterious cyan array was increasing rapidly, one, two, three.......... Tens of thousands of cyan magic circles lined up front and back, all the way to the forehead of the eight-winged black dragon king.

"Qingyun is gone!"

As Su Bujin's words fell, tens of thousands of cyan magic arrays instantly combined back and forth, superimposed together, and the cyan light condensed, forming a huge cyan ball of light, containing terrifying destructive energy, and bombarded the head of the eight-winged black dragon king heavily.

Rumble!

The cyan energy ball exploded on the dragon head of the eight-winged black dragon king, and the hard and cold dragon scales were as fragile as paper paste in the face of this energy, and most of the entire dragon head was blown off, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

With a miserable dragon groan, the huge dragon body of the eight-winged black dragon king fell to the ground, only to hear a dull loud noise, smashing out a deep pit of nearly a thousand feet.

......

Su Yingning, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, said: "Well, it's over." ”

Su Feinian couldn't believe it, and blurted out in surprise: "Ah, it's over so soon? ”

Originally thought that this would be a long and bitter battle, but I didn't expect that during the entire battle process, Su Bujin had an absolute advantage, although Qing Yabo was not the ten members of the Western Continent Supreme Council, but her strength was not much worse than them, otherwise she would not be able to suppress a strong person of Aoqi's level with Mo Huai.

Su Bujin defeated Qing Yabo so strongly, which surprised Su Feinian.

Is there such a big difference in strength between the two of them?

......

In the deep pit, Qing Yabo re-transformed into a human form, lying on her death, the left side of her face was almost blown away, and the wound was scorched black by the explosion, revealing the white bones, which was so hideous and terrifying that people felt sick and wanted to vomit at a glance.

“......”

Qing Yabo's fingers trembled slightly, as if she wanted to get up, but because the injury was too severe, she couldn't move a bit.

"Anything else to say?"

A flat voice came, and Qing Yabo barely opened the remaining right eye, and what caught his eye was the figure of the cherry blossom white robe.

Qing Yabo opened his mouth and said with a weak breath: "I want to ....... Kill...... Kill you......."

"I said, I'll cut off your head with a green deer."

Su Bujin touched the classical and delicate lines on the blade of Qinglu and said.

"Huh...... Are you dreaming..... Let's go to hell......"

Qing Yabo's breath, which was originally extremely weak, suddenly rose, and a strong dark aura erupted from her dantian position, and the violent dark power raged uncontrollably, and Qing Yabo's body expanded rapidly.

"Self-destructing?"

Seeing this, Su Bujin pointed out, and the true qi converged at his fingertips, forming a spherical true qi barrier, and the true qi barrier turned into a streamer and shot towards Qing Yabo, wrapping Qing Yabo's swollen body.

"Close!"

Su Bujin stretched out his Qianqian jade hand and made a gesture in the air, only to see that the true qi ball that enveloped Qing Yabo continued to compress and become smaller, and finally turned into a ball that was only the size of a fist.

Bang!

A muffled sound came from the ball, obviously Qing Yabo had self-detonated, but unfortunately the power of this self-explosion was not as powerful as the cannonball.

Qing Yapo, falling.

......

"Wow, whoa, there's another amazing guy."

Garuma looked at Su Bujin with a surprised expression and said.

"Squat!"

"Eh, yes, okay."

........

on the fifth peak.

"Ahem....... You're not bad. ”

Zhong Yi coughed lightly twice, swallowed the blood that was surging up his throat, and at the same time hid his trembling hands behind him, and said pretending to be calm.

To be honest, Zhong Yi regretted it a little.

The strength of the golden-robed young man in front of him was ridiculously strong.

After Yan Liang's death, Zhong Yi had the title of the new tenth king, and those who could fight him were all strong men of the older generation in the Western Continent, and there was no opponent for him among the younger generation.

The reason why Zhong Yilai took the initiative to challenge this called Jialoutian is very simple, just two words.

Bored.

In the Lingshan Festival, no race with a bad brain dared to take the initiative to provoke the Thunder Horse Clan, so Zhong Yi, who had no one to challenge, was really bored, watching others fight fiercely, while he could only be in a daze on the side, this taste was really boring.