Facing the thunder and lightning, Meng Shuai came to the top of the mountain and saw the incarnation of Lao Jiao at a glance.

Lao Jiao turned his back to him, staring at the thunder and lightning, and remained upright.

Meng Shuai stopped behind him, and a trace of doubt flashed in his heart: what the hell is he here for?

Meng Shuai came up, although he came after Lao Jiao's incarnation, but his main purpose was not this, he was going to Jiaolong's skull to make a sealer, but what was this Lao Jiao doing?

Seeing that Lao Jiao's body was not moving, suddenly the golden light flashed in front of him, and in the light of thunder and lightning, a small piece of space was suddenly torn apart.

Space Creation Zào?!

Meng Shuai was secretly amazed at Lao Jiao's spatial attainments, and saw Lao Jiao's body flash and disappear in place.

The next moment, only to hear a miserable scream, Lao Jiao flew upside down from the air and smashed to the ground, and his already scorched body was blackened again.

Failed?

Meng Shuai looked at his state, this thought flashed in his heart, and then he couldn't stop gloating - no way, he was so upright.

However, Meng Shuai also roughly confirmed the previous conjecture - Lao Jiao really wanted to take something, and he did not hesitate to venture into the depths of thunder and lightning, desperately trying to get chestnuts from the fire.

Although that thing may not be the same as what Meng Shuai wants to take, there is one thing that is probably the same, it must be taken alive. Take it away when the dragon body is still alive, and when the dragon is chopped to death, it will be too late.

Jiaolong obviously did not give up, staggered up, and there was another burst of light, and he disappeared again, and in the electric light, a blank enclave suddenly appeared, and Jiaolong was among them.

Space displacement?

The next moment, the electric light slammed into the space, the space shattered like foam, and the old dragon screamed miserably, and then appeared in the outside world, with a burnt smell all over his body, plopped, and fell to the ground.

Failed again? Meng Shuai snorted softly.

Staggering, Jiaolong stood up again. Immediately afterward, Meng Shuai saw at least dozens of unsuccessful ways to enter the thunderbolt in the back.

began to see the old dragon fail again and again, every time it seemed to be through the oven, and his heart was slightly refreshed. But then, I also admired Lao Jiao's means. These spatial means are very esoteric, and each of them is far above the means that Meng Shuai realized by himself in the Tower of Emptiness. It's just that in front of Tianwei, these seem to be pediatrics, but for Meng Shuai, there is still a lot of reference significance.

While looking at the old dragon's methods, Meng Shuai was thinking about the method of entry by himself.

Indeed, the power of thunder and lightning is too strong, although the old dragon has turned into dry bones, but I am afraid that the strength is far above Meng Huiling, and the heavenly thunder that can split him into charcoal, Meng Shuai will definitely not be able to resist it. The front can't be resisted, only amazing skills, and the space means can be regarded as a means that can eliminate the difference in strength.

However, Meng Shuai's spatial martial arts will never be higher than Jiaolong, and if Jiaolong can't enter, he must be difficult.

So, will other means work? Time ...... Okay?

Meng Shuai thought so, his heart lit up, and he stepped forward.

One step to grab it, the old dragon was right in front of Meng Shuai, Meng Shuai took a diagonal step, just stepped in his direction, and rushed to the depths of thunder and lightning.

This time he rushed hard, because he was afraid. In the face of earth-shattering thunder, it is impossible not to be afraid. This fear can only be overcome by taking a full breath and rushing straight in without giving yourself time to think. If it had been a little slower and given him time to reflect, he might have really weakened his legs.

However, just as he was about to rush into the thunder light, he suddenly felt a pull behind him and was caught.

When I turned around, I saw Lao Jiao grabbing his sleeve, his whole body was scorched black, only his eyes were red, and he said in a dumb voice: "Where are you going?

Meng Shuai was shocked and angry, and without hesitation, he slapped his backhand, and the two forces of yin and yang rushed out without reservation-

"The dragon wags its tail!"

This move is Meng Shuai's most powerful stunt, there is no change of move, it all depends on the strength of the strength. Because the shot is a reverse push, so this angle is unexpectedly appropriate, it is simply a palm made in heaven, and the new power of the mixed yuan period just surged out naturally, and slapped on the face of the old Jiaolong.

If before, when Lao Jiaolong had not split, even if Meng Shuai sneaked attacked, this palm would not be able to shoot. But the old Jiaolong was not only split, but also was split by the catastrophe several times, most of his strength was lost, and his mental state was even worse, relying on a mouthful of anger to catch Meng Shuai, he was defenseless, and he was split, and the true qi mixed with yin and yang hit violently, and the old Jiaolong was already at the end of the strong crossbow, where could he withstand it, and flew out upside down when he landed, and fell to the sky.

However, Meng Shuai was also uncomfortable. His palm was too fast, and he was hit by the impact, and his body also rushed into the thunder and lightning.

There was a thunder light in front of him, Meng Shuai's mind was blank for a moment, and all the previous thoughts were thrown out of the clouds at this moment. Now in front of me, there are only gold and white.

White is thunder, white dazzling, white blank.

Gold, but it came from the depths of his soul, from the inside out, covering the entire field of vision.

The golden swirl, spinning in an instant, changes the world in this instant.

Time...... Stop!

The world was suddenly clear, there was no sound, no movement, only a still light, which stayed in the air, as colorful as a dyed cloth, but lacking spirituality.

Meng Shuai is the only variable in this static world. He stretched out his body, almost rolling into the depths of thunder and lightning. The thunder in the sky is still there, but it is like another world, and it can't affect Meng Shuai in this world. He rolled over some stereoscopic image and rolled to the vicinity of the skull.

Seeing the dragon skeleton, Meng Shuai was shocked in his heart, and secretly rejoiced: It's too early!

At this time, the dragon skeleton had collapsed.

The complete skull was split into several pieces, the most complete being the skull, lying on the ground, revealing charred marks. The rest of the bones, the largest of which were the size of a wheel, and the small ones did not even have the palm of a hand.

...... you don't die like this?

Meng Shuai was afraid, and couldn't help but be surprised, even if the dragon clan's vitality was strong, could it still survive like this? It was too powerful.

Under the skull, Meng Shuai faintly saw a strange firelight, although because of the suspension of time, the firelight lost its spirituality, but Meng Shuai felt that it might be the hidden soul fire.

When the flame of the soul is extinguished, it is the death period of the old dragon. Now the barrier that can preserve this mass of souls is only half of the collapsed skull. Meng Shuai hesitated for a moment and gave up the option of lifting the skull. If he takes away this last barrier, the soul fire will be extinguished in the next moment, and even if he takes the dragon skull, it will be useless. Not only can you not take that, but you also need to protect it properly.

Abandoning the most obvious goal, Meng Shuai looked around eagerly, wanting to find a bone with the right part, the right size, and the right place to take it out. Even on the top of a bone-covered mountain, it's not so easy to get. And he doesn't have much time. The time spent was enormous, and he began to lose his life again. Even if the body is not supported, the passage of life cannot last, and when the time comes, the world will collapse.

Hurry up and choose...... However, if you look around, you are surrounded by broken bones, where can you use it?

Suddenly, Meng Shuai's eyes lit up, and he saw a ring-shaped bone in the distance, which was actually quite intact, looking at it, it was the bone of the eye socket part of the skeleton.

That's the one that's it.

Meng Shuai was overjoyed, what he wanted to collect was Jiaolong's eyeballs, and it was naturally best to use the orbital bone. It's just that the bone was somehow chopped out far away, and it wasn't in front of me.

Ignoring anything else, Meng Shuai pounced on it, and at this time, the still space had begun to shake, and the time for suspension was about to end. However, he was already in mid-air at this time, irreversible, and there was no turning back from the bow, at least to touch the orbital bone.

With a pounce on his body and a solid hand, he had fallen to the ground, and he also firmly grasped the orbital bone in his hand, and raised it high, like lifting a Qiankun circle.

The next moment, the still world was directly shattered.

The thunder of the Nine Days poured into the eardrums, and the thunder light hit down directly. Meng Shuai was in it, like a boat in a storm, drifting helplessly.

The posture in which he fell to the ground saved his life, and the orbital bones raised high were like a shield, slightly blocking the thunder and lightning, but Meng Shuai only felt a scorched numbness spreading from his fingertips, and then, his whole body burned.

Not good......

At this time, he was sluggish again, he didn't even feel pain, and was paralyzed by the thunder in the sky.

At this moment, as soon as he looked up, through the thunder light, he saw a shadow.

Old Jiaolong!

The old dragon didn't know when, and appeared in front of Lei Guang again. Probably because of his serious injury, he no longer had the strength to continue to break through the thunderbolt, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up straight, half-squatting on the ground, through the thunder and lightning, and glanced at Meng Shuai.

This glance made Meng Shuai see the love in his eyes.

What kind of negative emotions is that? Anger, resentment, jealousy, schadenfreude, all kinds of repressed emotions are mixed together, like a puddle of sewage, gurgling out of rancid foam, disgusting.

Meng Shuai looked at these eyes, and the same negative feelings poured out, and his eyes were also not good-looking.

A thought flashed through his mind -- why didn't this guy die? I want to live, let him die for me!

Immediately after, he suddenly remembered the spatial means that Jiaolong had just demonstrated. There is a trick that is particularly suitable, what is it?

Space - Displacement!

The next moment, like two spoons, digging at the same time in two spaces, Meng Shuai's figure disappeared from the thunder in the sky and appeared below the top of the mountain.

Meng Shuai came out of the thunder light, still with an electric arc on his body, and the electric light and electric fire were still not extinguished, but they had become a rootless source, and there was no previous momentum.

With a stabbing sound, a hole opened in the black soil world, and the thunder and lightning fire were included in it, leaving only Meng Shuai alone, sitting there with a scorched face.

At this time, of course he was in pain, and the thunder and lightning were burning, which was not child's play, but he immediately saw Jiaolong, who was replaced into the thunder fire, screaming and struggling, and sneered: "You deserve it." He barely stood up, held his orbital bone, and stumbled down the hill.