Lu Pressure stretched his body and rushed upwards suddenly.

The giant snowman that Gonggong had transformed into smashed Lu Jie into the ground did not get carried away.

He knew that although this was not something that ordinary people could bear, how could Lu pressure be mortal.

He smashed Lu Pressure away, just to escape from Buzhou Mountain as soon as possible.

At this time, the battle between Little Black Dragon and Xingtian also entered the final stage.

The little black dragon was covered in scars cut by the Xingtian Double Axe, and his whole body was covered in blood.

However, his fighting spirit is extremely high.

He usually seems a little timid, but at this time, he is not afraid of death, and he uses all the attack methods that can be used, such as dragon fire, dragon breath, dragon claws, and dragon teeth.

Xingtian had already been beaten and lost confidence.

He knew that Lu Pressure was still there, and the longer he was entangled by this lifeless little black dragon, the smaller his chances of escaping and surviving.

Xingtian looked rude, but he was actually thoughtful, otherwise, he would not have founded the Black Dragon Society to cover up his identity.

While fighting with the little black dragon, his mind kept spinning, thinking about how to escape.

When Gonggong transformed into a giant snowman and smashed Lu Pressure under the rocks with both fists, Xingtian knew that his opportunity had come.

He roared, and the twin axes came out of his hands, flying towards the little black dragon like a mountain of rotating knives.

At the same time, he struggled to jump down the mountain.

It seems that he doesn't even want his magic weapon double axe.

However, even if he cultivated to the heavens, in this mountain that shielded his ability to fly, he would inevitably fall to pieces if he jumped from here.

Who knew that he was in the air, raised his big shield high, and even followed the wind and floated down the mountain.

The little black dragon's eyes instantly turned blood-red, and it roared wildly, not dodging or dodging the flying double axes, but meeting them.

With two clicks, the two axes slashed on the little black dragon's thick body, almost chopping off the lower half of his body.

The little black dragon snorted, ignored it at all, and flew out of the air.

Xingtian was calculated by thousands of calculations, but it was not calculated that on Buzhou Mountain at this time, only two people could fly.

One is land pressure, because he has surpassed the laws of heaven and earth on this continent.

There is also a little black dragon, because his flight does not rely on exercises, but only on his instinct.

So, in the snow, a stout black dragon, with two huge axes chopping on its body, roared and flew into the sky.

Bright red dragon's blood, dripping everywhere.

The little black dragon's body twisted, and in an instant, he caught up with Xingtian, who was flying lightly down the mountain.

The dragon's claws probed and grabbed Xingtian's body.

The sharp dragon claws pierced deep into Xingtian's body, causing him to let out a miserable scream.

The little black dragon grabbed Xingtian's body and flew back to the peak of the snowy mountain.

At this moment, the land pressure had already rushed up from the ground like a meteor breaking through the sky.

The huge snowman was slow to move, and before he could react, he was already smashed in the chest and abdomen by the rushing Lu Pressure.

Compared with the size of the snowman, it was like a small ant, but this punch hit the snowman into the sky, and the huge figure bent over, as if being pushed by something, and flew towards the sky.

Lu Zhu fell to the ground and watched the snowman flying higher and higher.

Soon, the wind and snow drowned everything, and the snowman became the size of a snowflake.

It all happened in an instant, and as the only witness in the field, the drought was numbed by too much shock.

The little black dragon was weakly coiled on the ground, and slowly turned into a human form.

At this time, he looks miserable.

There were wounds all over the body, and the blood stained the body red.

However, there was a glint of excitement in his eyes.

He will always rely on his own strength to avenge his mother.

It's a bit ironic that the dragon leader of the Black Dragon Society died at the hands of the Black Dragon.

"Lao Huang, you go back to the proud ding to rest first. Lu Jian took out a pill and stuffed it into Lao Huang's mouth, and then said.

Seeing that Lao Huang was weak and didn't even have the strength to nod, Lu Jian put Lao Huang into the triumph.

Then, he stared at the sky.

This time, he was no longer calm and light, but his expression was a little solemn.

Because, he felt a great power forming in the sky.

At this time, thousands of dark clouds gathered in the air, forming a whirlpool in the sky directly above the land pressure.

The vortex seems to pull everything around it into the black hole at the center of the vortex.

As the black hole gets smaller and smaller, the air becomes more and more compact.

"Gonggong actually broke through to the immortal realm at this time?" Lu Jian sighed lightly.

You know, he's not in the best shape right now.

He had just been reborn from the fire, and the Hongmeng space had just been formed in his body.

Everything had just been pushed to rebuild, and he was forced to fight the true god again.

So, now is his weaker moment.

And Gonggong, just entering the realm of immortals, is at the top of the snow peak, the so-called time of the day, the location is the best moment.

He condensed thousands of years of ice and snow in the air, preparing to form the final blow.

Judging from the energy displayed by the black hole in the sky, it is undoubtedly a great power that destroys the world and destroys the world.

Lu Zhu was in a tight position, he looked at the drought, and suddenly made a move and grabbed her arm.

The drought was caught off guard, and even if it was prevented, it couldn't be prevented.

"It's going to be dangerous for a while, you come into my space. Lu Jian said simply, and put the drought into the triumph.

At this time, the black hole in the sky has turned into a giant rod, protruding from the huge whirlpool.

Lu Jian placed his fists flat on his chest, staring at something like a cosmic divine needle.

Suddenly, there was a dead silence between heaven and earth.

There was no sound of the wind, no sound of snow drifting, no sound at all.

Deathly silence.

The giant needle in the sky slowly thrust downward, aiming directly at land pressure.

At this time, there was no sound in the heavens and the earth, and there was no light.

If you look at it from an outsider's perspective, it's all pitch black in front of you.

However, Lu Jian could easily see the black needle that seemed to merge into the heavens and the earth, inserting it into himself.

A wave of air that overwhelmed the sea of air, as the black needle slowly fell, and hit the land pressure.

The placket of Lu Press's clothes didn't flutter, but the rocks around him began to roll up, and the snow and ice began to crumble into powder.

In the midst of the black dead silence that made people despair.

The tip of the black needle finally met with Lu Quan's rising fist.

Surprisingly, there was no movement.

There was no crash, no exploding air, no light coming up.

Nothing, just like death rules everything when the time comes.

The only change was that the land pressure was sunk into the mountain by the black needle.

The huge black needle pierced the hard rock of Buzhou Mountain, as light as a piece of paper.

In this way, Lu Pressure was hit all the way by this huge black needle, and it went deeper and deeper into the ground.

Ten zhang, one hundred zhang, one thousand zhang .......