"Storm! Storm! Storm! ”

The ninth-level wind dragon howled in the void.

The fragments of his dragon scales that exploded were wrapped in raging hurricanes, and a storm surged inside, exerting force under Pang Jian's divine body.

"Whew!"

The hurricane emitted a terrifying suction force, like the three abysses that engulfed all beings, giving birth to the divine power of heavenly might.

Pang Jian's majestic divine body was swayed by the three major hurricanes.

The sword light he slashed out was also swaying as he flew past the demons.

The sword light was no longer straight, it became sinuous and twisted, and it lost its sense of direction.

The power of the ninth-level wind dragon distorted the void and also distorted the sword light.

"Wind Bead!"

The wind dragon opened its mouth and spat out beads.

He spent 3,000 years collecting the winds, hurricanes, cold winds, and winds of the major heavens and earths in purgatory, and refined this "Wind Pearl", which is a well-deserved treasure of heaven and earth in the wind system.

This treasure, which he has always been proud of, condenses his hundred drops of pure dragon blood.

He dared to be conceited, thinking that he could defeat the true gods of the human race like Li Chu and Mu Wentao, and the "Wind Bead" gave him at least thirty percent of his confidence!

As soon as the "Wind Bead" came out, there was an invisible wind blowing.

Those Gangfeng that existed in the dome of the third realm, and the gangfeng below the second realm, were actually condensed and mobilized by the "Wind Bead".

The fierce wind that raged the heavens and the earth erupted from under Pang Jian's divine body and from the three huge hurricanes.

The hurricane that had sucked him up before, turned to spew a terrifying wind.

Pang Jian, who had just been involved in the three hurricanes and had been slowly sinking, and was gradually approaching the three hurricanes, was suddenly overwhelmed by the endless wind.

"Whew! Whew! ”

A wind dragon with the title of "Wind Pearl" passed away in the endless wind, and the huge dragon's eyes were cold.

The slender gray and white "dragon veins" dance wildly in the wind, containing the true meaning of many bloodlines in the body of this wind dragon.

There are many bloodline true meanings, which have exceeded the ability of this wind dragon, and belong to a wind dragon god who has fallen for tens of thousands of years.

"Ancestor, give me three drops of dragon blood. Every drop of dragon blood that belongs to him can allow me to perform the secret of the tenth-level wind dragon once. Pang Jian'er, you will die here today! ”

"Su Wanrou, it is impossible to escape death!"

The old wind dragon roared violently.

Another ninth-level fire dragon, as well as the three demon kings of the Golden Elephant, the Qilin and the Ghost Snake, only saw that the Nether Gangfeng was controlled by the "Wind Bead", and the infinite Gangfeng had submerged him and Pang Jian.

The breath of the hurricane was about to strangle everything, and they were all deeply shocked.

They had never seen a wind dragon in such a state.

Unexpectedly, under the old thunder dragon, there was such a fierce wind dragon in the dragon cave, and it also had the power to compete with the true god.

"Wait! Wait for the old madman to kill Pang Jian! ”

The ninth-level flame dragon stood between the storm and the three demon kings.

His dragon clan true body turned into a wall of fire, and the dragon's eyes were like two flame pools, and he forcibly suppressed his anger and said: "Long Yan, not only died at the hands of this person, but was also refined alive in the body by this person!" ”

"I feel it, that blood breath that belongs to Long Yan!"

This ninth-level Yan Dragon was Long Yan's clan elder, and his own bloodline talent was limited, so he knew that his upper limit was ninth-level.

In his eyes, Long Yan, the new generation of their Yanlong lineage, is expected to replace Lin Qiyang of the Pure Land in the future and become a demon god with the divine path of flames.

He poured his heart and soul into Long Yan, and he, who is also a Yanlong, has been making way for Long Yan as an elder.

For the glory of the dragon clan and the grand ambition of the ancestors, he collected flame essence for Long Yan everywhere and helped Long Yan refine the dragon body and dragon blood.

Long Yan, who can be proud of the dragons among the eighth-level dragons, he has made great contributions.

Knowing that Long Yan had died in the Demon Abyss Continent, he was in pain.

It is rumored that it was Baozong who killed Long Yan that day, and it is also said that the strong man of the Demon Sect killed Long Yan by mistake.

Now, he was sure that Long Yan had been refined by Pang Jiansheng and died!

"Sword Tower!"

This ninth-level flame dragon roared with its head and tail in its head, circling around the storm area.

So in the outer circle of the storm, a river of flames appeared.

In the depths of those rivers of flame light, there were burning flame juices, iron stones, and gold weapons, controlled by the bloodline of the ninth-level flame dragon, and flew towards the area where the hurricane was raging.

The wind can help the fire, and the wind dragon and him are old friends.

The two ninth-level old dragons, thanks to Pang Jian, worked together to drive the sea of flames with the wind, trying to wipe out this Terran upstart in a short period of time.

The ghost snake, the golden elephant and the unicorn are all ninth-level demon kings, and they can't interfere at all at this time.

……

"Woohoo! Snort! ”

Boundless, endless winds, gale, and cold winds, like sharp knives and fire spears, cut through Pang Jian's divine body.

Pang Jian, who sacrificed the spiritual power light cover, had a brilliant galaxy suspended above his head, and released the six "Demon Domain Cave Heavens" with the Source Demon Sword, and shouted softly: "Six Demons Determine the Heavens!" ”

The six "Demon Domain Caves" suddenly appear supreme magic!

The six Demon Domains that once existed and have not yet decayed and destroyed have been reproduced in the Purgatory Heaven and Earth by the sword power of this sword.

In front of his body, on the left and right sides, and under his feet, there were "Demon Domain Cave Heavens" spread out.

The boundless and endless wind, gale wind, and cold wind blew into the six "Demon Domain Cave Heavens", and were all collected by the ten thousand demons, and were wiped out and strangled by the magic light.

In the midst of thousands of storms, Pang Jian remained motionless like a mountain.

The power of the "Wind Bead" couldn't pry him into the Immortal Yuan God standing in the void.

"Sword, Starstream, Moonblade."

Pang Jian used his sword momentum to pull the galaxy above his head.

At this moment, his divine consciousness and divine thoughts, such as penetrating into the Nine Heavens Galaxy through the Source Demon Sword, involved the power of the stars and the moon in the starry sky.

In his chest, in the area covered by darkness, the stars shone one one brightly!

One bend, one round, two moons emerge from the darkness.

Promoted to the immortal realm, Pang Jian, who forged the divine path with the "Path of Chaos", felt the wonder of the divine body, and followed the path of his own heart and enlightenment to perform the sword technique.

He has no self in his heart, he feels like a galaxy, and his consciousness is full of stars and the bright moon.

The boundless starry sky, if he was included in his heart, he seemed to have become a part of the boundless galaxy beyond purgatory.

Each of his swords fits the stars, and the sword momentum follows the star track!

The stars refined with star power, the moon concluded with the moon, fell from the galaxy above Pang Jian's head one by one.

The stars and the moon are all swords, and they are those guiding things that will always exist outside purgatory in Pang Jian's mind.

For thousands of years, the people of Purgatory have looked up at the stars countless times, looked at the stars and moons hanging high in the sky, and regarded them as beacons and ideals.

When the human race did not know that there were other gods outside the sky, they regarded the stars and the moon as gods, believing that they also had spiritual consciousness.

It is believed that they alone care for the people of purgatory, and people imagine the stars and the moon to be extremely beautiful.

These beautiful visions and fantasies, people's longing for the pursuit of the stars and moons, and the strange beauty of the stars and moons themselves seem to be in the falling stars and moons, and they are all in those sword lights.

The sword light sprinkled down, like a galaxy collapsing, like a group of stars falling.

"Whew!"

The ninth-level wind dragon's dragon body, which was more than a thousand feet, was pierced through countless holes by the falling star and moon, and the scale armor was shattered one by one.

A bend, a circle, two bright and clear moons, flew out of this terrifying Gangfeng area, and rushed towards the ninth-level flame dragon.

In January, it fell on the forehead of the ninth-level flame dragon.

In another month, it landed on the back of the ninth-level flame dragon.

The old Yan Dragon, who was roaring angrily and wanted to avenge Long Yan, had his dragon body smashed in two by the moon, and his dragon head was smashed to pieces by January.

A wind dragon and a flame dragon worked together to bite Pang Jian, but Pang Jian was killed here.

The dragon cave that has dominated the Purgatory Demon Clan for many years and dominated the Holy Spirit Continent is not only supported by these ninth-level old dragons.

The sharpest dragon was killed, and the dragon cave was severely damaged.

Wind Dragon, Yan Dragon, and another ninth-level ice dragon that was killed by Li Zhaotian, and three ninth-level dragons died one after another.

The Dragon Cave has suffered a heavy blow that has not been seen for thousands of years.

The birth of a ninth-level dragon was not easy, and it was far less fast than the creation of an immortal realm human race powerhouse.

Coupled with the dragon slash, a total of four ninth-level dragons died, which made the golden elephant, the ghost snake, and the unicorn-like demon king all fearful.

If there is any accident in this battle of the overlord thunder dragon, the history of the dragon cave's exclusive demon clan will definitely be gone.

"The Holy Spirit Continent has a poisonous tribulation, and I don't know how many demon clans will die from the poison. The dragons of the Dragon Cave are also dying one after another, but there is no external force to support us. The Phantom Snake Demon King sighed lightly and said, "If the bloodline restriction is unlocked, the price paid is the disappearance of the demon clan, then ......"

The golden elephant and the unicorn were silent when they heard the words.

Long Huan was still in the depths of that thick smoke cloud, fighting with Su Wanrou of the Pure Land, and Pang Jian, who was in front of him with the word "well" sword, had just killed two ninth-level dragons.

At this time, they questioned Long Huan's decision-making, which was not very authentic.

However, they also knew that with their strength, the three combined forces would not be the match for the two old dragons.

Since the two old dragons are dead, what will happen to them if they really follow the instructions of the Dragon Cave to kill Pang Jian and destroy Li Zhaotian's path to becoming a god?

Nature is also death.

The ancient golden elephant, still remembering Tianfeng's peerless demeanor, couldn't help but whisper: "If Lord Tianfeng is still alive, he will never let us die in vain." ”

The unicorn and the snake became more and more silent.

……

Pang Jian, who killed two old dragons in a row, didn't care about the attitude of the three demon kings in the distance, but just strictly guarded the "well"-shaped sword light world behind him.

He got out of that sea of miasma in order to ensure that Master's path to becoming a god would not be interfered with by any external force.

Whoever dares to approach and obstruct Master's promotion to the true god, he will kill him.

Suddenly, the wound on his chest, which was covered in darkness, felt soreness and numbness again.

Or instinct.

Instinctively, he wanted to pull a piece of luck and heal the injuries of his divine body.

He now knew very well that only when new luck was born, would the injured divine body feel this way.

Behind him, the "well" word world, the process of master's fusion of qi and luck to cast the divine path has not been interrupted, and it is still ongoing.

So, where does the new luck come from?

Naturally, there are other true gods who have fallen.

……

(End of chapter)