Wang Yan looked coldly at the five figures attacking him, he could calculate that by the time these people came to him, his injuries should be able to heal completely.

Naturally, just when these five figures were still a foot away from Wang Yan, the injuries on Wang Yan's limbs, including his internal organs, had completely healed.

His body is even better now than when he first entered the eighth layer.

The gas flowed up his spine.

Instantly rushed to his neck.

He couldn't help but want to shout.

Then he opened his mouth and shouted.

Then a huge dragon groan came out of his mouth.

Before the five figures approached Wang Yan's side, they were shocked by Wang Yan's dragon chant.

The five figures were all trapped in the wall opposite Wang Yan.

The gray-clothed monk looked at Wang Yan coldly at this time, and the look of jealousy in his eyes became even deeper, "True Dragon Clan." ”

After a dragon groan, Wang Yan slowly stood up from the wall, he took a closer look at his arm, and felt an inexhaustible strength.

That gas was the dragon qi that had been hiding in his body.

The dragon energy was still running inside him, and something resembling scales began to appear on his back.

It slowly spread to his arms, and all parts of his body were covered with golden tokens except for his head.

The gray-clad monk stepped out of the sunken wall.

Looking at Wang Yan, who was already covered in scales at this time, he sneered: "You can actually incorporate dragon qi into your body, this is not something that ordinary people can do, it has been a long time since such an interesting person entered the eighth layer." ”

Wang Yan didn't want to respond to the gray-clothed monk, how the gray-clothed monk treated him just now, but he remembered it clearly, now was the time for revenge.

Wang Yan's internal organs kept vibrating, and the organs of his whole body became extremely strong, now he was completely like a demon beast, and the strength of his body had reached the terrifying Ascending Immortal Middle Realm, even the full force of an ordinary Ascending Immortal Middle Realm monk could not cause any damage to his body.

Wang Yan's throat shook, and another dragon groan came out of his mouth.

With the roar of the dragon, Wang Yan's figure began to move.

Step by step into the void, this is the true dragon clan's cloud step, and you don't need to use the true yuan to step into the void. In the process of moving forward, Wang Yan inserted the Upper Evil Sword into the scabbard at his waist, and at this time, the strength of his arms was strong enough to be able to fight the staff of the gray-clothed monk hard, and there was no need to use the Upper Evil Sword at all.

It's too late, it's too soon.

One step of the dragon is a hundred miles, Wang Yan is naturally not weak, and he has already crossed a distance of dozens of meters after taking three steps in the air, and directly came to the front of the gray-clothed monk.

Wang Yan's palm was clenched into a claw, and as soon as he grasped it, there was a mournful sound in the space, and sword light appeared on the tips of his ten fingers, and he used the sword move between his fingers, turning each finger into a sharp long sword.

With a loud shout, Wang Yan no longer waited.

The hands full of sword light grabbed directly at the gray-clothed monk.

The gray-clothed monk with the strongest breath resolutely did not move, and the other four gray-clothed monks stood in front of him, their hands in fists, both fists bathed in golden light.

Eight fists were about to shake Wang Yan's two dragon claws.

Wang Yan aimed at one of them and attacked both dragon claws towards him.

"Click" is the sound of shattering.

The gray-clothed monk's fists that were attacked by Wang Yan were shattered with golden light, Wang Yan's attack continued to go up along the fist, and the skin and flesh on the gray-clothed monk's arm were slashed by the sword light on Wang Yanlong's claws, revealing the white bones of Sensen.

His hands hung down weakly, and at the same time that the sword light cut through his flesh and skin, Wang Yan also shattered all the meridians on his two arms.

Wang Yan's two dragon claws had already come to his shoulders.

The dragon's claws are solid. The shoulder blades on his shoulders shattered in an instant, as thin as river sand.

At this moment, the attack of the other three has also arrived.

Six fists attacked Wang Yan's elbows, wrists, and shoulders.

It didn't shatter Wang Yan's arm like before, and the place where Wang Yan was attacked was just a flash of golden light, and the attack of the three gray-clothed monks turned into nothingness. Wang Yan only felt a burst of soreness, not even a minor injury.

Wang Yan grabbed the gray-clothed monk's shoulder and did not let go, but held it tighter.

Then he kicked the gray-clad monk in the chest with his right foot.

The arm of the gray-clothed monk was dragged down by Wang Zhensheng, and the chest of the gray-clothed monk who was lifted was sunk into a concave shape, and he was already lying on the ground with more breath and less breath.

Only four of the five grey-clad monks are now capable of fighting.

The gray-clothed monk next to him, who had not moved, finally made a move, held the only intact monk's staff, and with the power of heaven and earth, he pumped the monk's staff on Wang Yan's back.

The monk's staff hit Wang Yan's back, as if attacking an incomparably hard iron plate, and a muffled sound was heard, and the monk's staff in his hand shattered into powder.

It should be said that Wang Yan's back is now stronger than the iron plate, and even if the gray-clothed monk's attack hits the iron plate, it can leave a trace on it, but Wang Yan's back has not been harmed in any way.

Wang Yan turned his head to look at the strongest gray-clothed man, and sneered: "Do you have this strength? If you only have this strength, then I will be able to break through this layer in a minute or two." ”

Wang Yan's right fist was like an arrow, and in the blink of an eye, he had already come to the chest of the gray-clothed monk.

The right fist has arrived, and the left fist can not be absent.

One punch, one punch.

The chest cavity of the gray-clothed monk has been attacked by Wang Yan dozens of punches, Rao is strength is several times stronger than the gray-clothed monk before, otherwise he is lying on the ground like the gray-clothed monk at this moment.

The gray-clothed monk spat out a mouthful of blood, looked at Wang Yan who was floating in the air and said, "How can your strength become so strong, even if your limbs are dragonized, you shouldn't have such strength." ”

The reason why Wang Yan can be so strong is because the true dragon jade pendant on his waist flashes with a faint light, and Wang Yan's dragon transformation resonates with the jade pendant.

Every time the dragon qi just now ran around Wang Yan's body, he would come to the jade pendant once.

It can be said that the dragon qi on Wang Yan's body has been strengthened once by the jade pendant of the true dragon clan.

The current Wang Yan can directly repel the gray-clothed monk without using the True Yuan, and if he uses the True Yuan, he will become even stronger.

Seeing that the gray-clothed monk was repulsed, the other three gray-clothed monks joined forces again to attack Wang Yan.

Wang Yan felt the fluctuation of the true yuan coming from his back, turned around again, and the true yuan of his whole body flowed, condensing the true yuan into a punch.

Attack the three gray-clad monks at the same time.

The strength of the fist was released, and the fist momentum alone had already moved the three gray-clothed monks in front of him.

Before he could attack Wang Yan, the gray-clothed monks on both sides were knocked away by the fist wind, and the gray-clothed monk in the middle could only watch Wang Yan's fist get closer and closer to him.

With one blow, the gray-clothed monk who failed to dodge Wang Yan's attack turned into a blood mist in the air and disappeared into the space of the eighth layer, as if it had never appeared.