Dugu Hong, who was sitting on the ground recuperating from his injuries, opened his eyes, took a breath, and said secretly: "No wonder I have always had a sense of danger to that boss lady, but it turned out to be a wisp of Zhu Rong's soul clone hidden in her eyebrows. ”

This Dugu Hong is the only son of Nan Gonggong, the palace master of the Shenshui Palace, and his name Hong means the water god Gonggong. His Taiping Dao is a branch of the Shenshui Palace, responsible for external inquiries and other things. The five great masters of the world, Zhurong in the Middle East and Gonggong in the South, are incompatible, and the Tianhuo Sect and the Shenshui Palace are feuds, and every time they see it, it will be a big war.

Although Dugu Hong was seriously injured, if he saw Zhu Rong and didn't do it, then his father's communist union would punish him like this, Dugu Hong thought of his father's ruthless character, and broke out in a cold sweat.

So, Dugu Hong stood up, recalled the ice and snow giant sword, and desperately poured spiritual energy into the sword, and then, with a loud shout: "Frost sorrow" A dragon groan, the ice and snow giant sword turned into an ice and snow dragon, wrapped in flying snow all over the sky, and shot out countless small ice arrows, pounced on Zhu Rong.

As the saying goes, fire and water are mutually reinforcing, Zhu Rong still despises others, but he doesn't dare to underestimate the ice and snow giant sword.

With a wave of his fingers, he shouted, "I don't know how to dance ---- fire dragon!" The fire snake that pounced on the barge immediately rolled and spun, and became bigger and bigger, and gave birth to horns and claws, turned into a dragon, a fire dragon, wrapped in flames and roared with its head up, and then, with a tongue full of fire, crashed towards the ice and snow dragon.

In the sky, an ice dragon and a fire dragon rolled and entangled, the horns were crested, the claws were grasping, the flames were floating with snowflakes, and the red and white colors were shining, and it was beautiful in an instant.

Lu Jian didn't dare to look at the battle in the sky, and rode a barge horse to rush towards the main gate of the underground palace. But he was blocked by a wall of fire. In the distance, Zhu Rong's cold snort came: "Want to run, wait until I clean up this bunch of unknown dead and alive things, and then come to arrest you." ”

This is called the gods fighting, and everyone suffers. Fireballs and ice and snow kept falling from the sky, and the crowd on the ground scattered and dodged, and there was chaos in the square.

Many did not dare to linger any longer and hurried towards the gate.

The battle on the field has been white-hot, Zhu Rong alone fought against the rusty sword of the old man with open teeth, and Dugu Hong's frost sorrow was not chaotic at all and faintly had the upper hand.

At this time, there was a commotion in the direction of the gate in the distance, but it turned out that the closing time had come, and the huge door began to close slowly. Many people who ran to the door began to speed up, and for a while, the front of the door became crowded.

The old man with open teeth was very anxious, but the sword body was entangled in the tongue of fire turned into Zhu Rong's red robe, and he couldn't get out.

At this time, the barge horse that was stopped in the wall of fire was a little impatient, and tried to cross the wall of fire back and forth, but the animal was naturally afraid of fire, and was swept away by the scorching flames and did not dare to pass.

Zeng Xunzhou, who had already run to the edge of the fire wall, saw it, and when he was anxious, he knew that if he delayed any longer, everyone would be trapped in the underground palace even if they were not killed by Zhu Rong.

Zeng Xunzhou turned his heart sideways, lifted all the aura, poured the long sword, and then, struggling to insert it on the wall of fire, shouted at the landing pressure: "Ready to go!" After shouting, he instantly detonated his dantian inner mansion, and a huge blasting force exploded, blowing out a big hole in the wall of fire.

Zeng Jiayu screamed miserably, leaned over and cried, Lu Zhuan's eyes were red, urging the barge horse to rush out of the wall of fire.

Seeing Lu Jian rushing out, the old man with open teeth breathed a sigh of relief, and shouted at Zhu Rong: "Dead old ghost, the old man is also here to blow up!"

Suddenly, the rusty sword was like a silver ball of light, getting bigger and bigger. Zhu Rong's heart sank, and his robes swayed, protecting him in front of him. The self-explosion of a fairy sword, even if he didn't dare to despise it.

The silver ball of light grew bigger and bigger, and suddenly, it let out a sound of heavenly thunder, and exploded violently, and the silver light shot out indiscriminately.

Zhu Rong hurriedly waved his sleeves and sent out a protective fireball to block the huge wave of qi.

After the silver ball of light exploded, the rusty sword was also shaken by the air waves, rolling all the way, flying to the barge, Lu Jian stretched out his hand, caught the rusty sword, and saw that the body of the rusty sword was dim, the rust was getting heavier and heavier, lifeless, and there was no aura.

I didn't have time to feel heartache, so I stuck my backhand behind my back and rushed towards the gate at a faster pace.

In an instant, the barge horse came to the gate quickly, but was stopped by the proprietress with a complicated expression.

Lu Quan's eyes were red, and he didn't say much, grabbed the small black umbrella that he had just put away for Zeng Jiayu and smashed it at the proprietress .

The proprietress flashed the black umbrella sideways, and threw a small gourd into Lu Quan's arms, which was the real fire gourd she got in the "Magic Treasure Pavilion".

Then he shouted in a low voice: "I'm sorry for you, uncle, this real fire gourd can be regarded as compensation, after a while, I will cover you, you jump over!"

As she spoke, the proprietress made a seal on her hands, and made a coquettish shout, and in an instant, the yellow sand was blown all over the sky, covering the sky and covering the light, and the sound of Huo Huo. Under the sandstorm, nothing could be seen, and in the center of the huge sandstorm, a sand bridge formed by the condensation of yellow sand faintly appeared. The proprietress shouted in a low voice: "Jump on the sand bridge!"

Without the pressure of the land, the barge accelerated and stepped on the sand bridge, took off into the air, and flew over the heads of the crowded people in front of the gate and flew towards the gate.

In the distance, Zhu Rong was obscured by the yellow sand, but he saw that the proprietress stepped forward and did not stop Lu Quan, but also let him fly on a barge horse, and scolded in his mouth: "Waste", so he forced Dugu Hong back with both fists, and put away the Yanlong who had already beaten back the sorrow of frost.

At the same time, he recited a spell in his mouth, and in an instant he shrank into a foot, and stepped out, and he was near the gate, and with a big hand, he grabbed the barge horse in the air.

Lu Jian didn't look back, the black umbrella flew out of his hand, and at the same time, without hesitation, he pulled out the immortal rope around his waist and threw it at Zhu Rong together.

The black umbrella instantly became larger and rotated, blocking Zhu Rong's big hand.

At the same time, the bundle of immortal ropes wrapped around Zhu Rong's feet.

Zhu Rong rolled up the sleeves of his robe and tucked the small black umbrella into his sleeve. At the same time, he stomped his feet and shook open the bundle of fairy ropes. It is also tucked away in the sleeves of the robe.

But just like that, the barge horse had already flown out of the gate and disappeared into the darkness in an instant. Barge horses cannot fly, but they run fast.

Zhu Rong cursed, and was just about to chase out, but Dugu Hong behind him killed him again, and the ice and snow dragon with broken claws and the injured frost sorrow were both killed.

Zhu Rong looked at the slowly closing door and was a little irritable, and waved his sleeves to repel Dugu Hong.

Holding the proprietress with one hand, she also rushed out of the door.

Duguhong then crashed into the surrounding people and flew out of the gate. And some were too late to come out and were locked inside the gates. They kept banging on the door in horror, but there was no response.

The huge doors of the temple slowly closed, not knowing how many hundred years would be before they would open again.

The closed door of the dungeon was dead silent, and no sound could be heard, as if those bloody battles were nothing more than a dream.

The barge horse galloped like a fly, and Lu Quan's heart was occupied by sadness and anger, and he only repeated one sentence in his heart: "I want revenge, I want revenge, old ghost, one day, I will take back everything you snatched." ”

This has always been a teenager who treats this world with his own feelings, because the old man with his teeth does not know life and death, for the first time, he has angry emotions.