The dragon gave birth to nine sons, each of whom was different.

The Jiaolong clan is one of the most powerful races in the sea clan.

The boundless sea, the incomparably rich, and the protection of the powerful ethnic group, from childhood to adulthood, Ao Bing is basically smooth sailing. The talent is amazing, coupled with the willingness to endure hardships, in just about three hundred years, he has cultivated to the level of the peak of the ninth order, plus the countless secret treasures of the Dragon Palace, within the same level, he can be called invincible.

has never tasted defeat since he was a child, and has developed Ao Bingjiao's arrogant and indulgent temperament. Creatures of this temperament, whether they are human or demon, have a common characteristic, jealousy! Never allow others to surpass themselves in any aspect, and if they can't be convinced, they must find ways to get rid of them!

Ao Bing couldn't accept Kong Laosan, who was even lower than his own realm, and the power of divine thought was even more domineering than himself. It's like a wooden thorn stuck in your finger that has to be removed no matter what.

"Thank you Your Highness for your love, but Kong is used to being alone, and he can't be restrained, I hope His Highness will forgive me!"

"Huh...... A good toast and don't eat and drink, since you refuse to submit, go to death!"

The originally faint tone was already in the end.

At the same time as the voice fell, a whip mark that spanned a hundred feet had come to the front silently.

The whip marks are shadowless, silent, if it weren't for the power of Kong Laosan's divine thoughts all over his body at all times, he might not be able to detect it in advance, even so, he only had time to sacrifice a tortoiseshell-like defensive magic weapon, and then, he felt a strong force swept over, and the flying boat under his feet "clicked" twice, directly shattered into countless pieces, and fell towards the sea.

A feeling of churning blood and qi rose out of his body, but it was suppressed by the ugly face of Kong Lao Sansheng, and the gaze that looked at the other party was full of unprecedented solemnity.

The blow was fruitless, Ao Bing, who was originally contemptuous, raised his eyebrows, sneered, and three whip marks rolled in the direction of Kong Laosan again.

"Your Excellency's sneak attack kung fu is first-class, if it weren't for Kong's ability, I'm afraid that he would have been hit hard just now!

At the same time as he spoke, the original bronze skin suddenly turned jade, and the next moment, the afterimage was cut by a whip mark, and it reappeared, and the whole person had fallen three feet away.

Kong Laosan's face was slightly condensed, and with a slap on his waist, a three-inch-long purple knife suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Closing the mountain" and "destroying the city" are the names of tortoise shells and knives.

At the beginning, in the "Seven Colored Treasure Palace" in the Illusion Realm, for these two magic weapons, almost the spirit stones on the body were taken out, on the surface, both of them were high-grade magic weapons, but their materials had almost reached the level of the best, but there was a lack of heat when refining, resulting in a lot of quality decline.

With the infusion of spiritual power, the purple knife in front of him hummed, and the spiritual power of the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to be pulled by some kind of force, and converged towards the blade, and the originally three-inch-long knife turned into more than thirty zhang in the blink of an eye, and unceremoniously slashed in the direction of Ao Bing.

The purple sword is amazing, and on the way, it continues to absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and when it comes to Ao Bing's approach, it has turned into more than 70 zhang.

The sword was approaching, Ao Bing's face was slightly gloomy, his fingers were bent into claws, and a faint dragon roar resounded throughout the universe, and with a gentle push, the giant claw left the body, turning into a blood-colored dragon claw the size of ten zhang, and grabbed it fiercely towards the attacking knife.

However, at the moment when the blood-colored dragon claw came into contact with the "City Destroying" purple knife, the seemingly indestructible dragon claw was crushed and annihilated after only resisting three breaths, and the sword was castrated, heading towards Ao Bingdang's hood.

At this moment, Ao Bing finally put away the contempt on his face, his eyes sank, and a six-foot blood-colored long whip fell on his side, and with a bend of his fingers, he rushed towards the attacking knife.

The blood-colored long whip is not known to be made of what material, it seems to be between solid and liquid, even with the sharpness of the purple knife, it cannot be destroyed instantly, but at the moment of contact, the purple knife is wrapped tightly like a spiritual snake, and little by little it wants to wear out the spirituality of the knife body.

Sensing this scene, Kong Laosan's brows tightened, but he didn't have any sense of panic, and just as he was about to make a move, a dragon roar that penetrated the sky and the earth was startled.

A hundred zhang away, Ao Bing's whole person rolled in the void, and the blood and qi around his body surged, restoring the appearance of the dragon in his body, spanning ten zhang, fierce and monstrous.

As soon as he showed his true body, he rushed angrily in the direction of Kong Laosan, and at the same time, the rolling dragon chant turned into a blazing sound wave, rolling wildly at an extreme speed. Along the way, the spiritual power of heaven and earth was cleansed, and it was so powerful that it was several times more domineering than the inheritance supernatural power "Broken Spirit" that Blazing Cloud had taught him.

With Kong Laosan's speed, he was naturally able to dodge, but he thought of the blood cloud rolling behind him......

At this moment, there was no time to think about it, with a pat on his waist, a three-legged monster tripod fell in front of him, and with a light finger, the monster tripod "roared", rising against the storm, and turned into a half-human size in the blink of an eye, and at the same time, the black qi of the Dao Dao swarmed out like a long snake, condensing into countless various ghosts.

As Kong Laosan's mind moved, these ghost objects converged into a black disc with a diameter of thirty and ten zhang, layered on top of each other. At the same time, with a flip of the palm, a transparent glass cover fell into his hand, and with a slight lift, it turned into more than fifty zhang, encompassing all the blood clouds behind him.

As soon as he finished doing this, the fiery sound wave was mixed with a force of shattering mountains and splitting mountains, and almost at the moment of contact, the black disc collapsed with a devastating momentum, if it weren't for the continuous derivation of these black gases, which consumed the power of the sound waves layer by layer, I am afraid that it would not be able to resist it at all.

Even so, when the sound wave fell on him, Kong Laosan still felt like his flesh was torn, and at the same time, a strong dragon claw fell fiercely on his chest.

At the same time as Kong Laosan's whole person was thrown away, Jiaolong also let out a faint sigh from his mouth, as if he was surprised that he failed to smash the other party's body with one palm.

At this moment, Kong Laosan felt very uncomfortable, his face was pale, his shirt was completely torn, and there was a deep purple and black palm print on his chest, which looked extremely miserable.

"Not bad!"

Jiaolong spat out his words, and after two words, he turned into a phantom again, and grabbed it again at an extreme speed. Seeing this, Kong Laosan's face was hideous, a fierce color flashed in his eyes, he didn't dodge or dodge, clenched his palms into a fist, and planned to resist with his body.

Seeing this scene, a trace of extreme contempt flashed in Jiaolong's eyes, but at the moment of contact, the ten-zhang long dragon body shook violently, and a tragic roar resounded through the heavens and the earth. But the moment the flesh fist and the dragon claw touched, a colorful glow was born out of thin air, and with a light brush, the indestructible dragon claw was like tofu, and the two dragon fingers were directly wiped out, and the blood flowed like a pillar for a while, and the dragon's body tumbled and fell directly into the sea.

On the back of the cloud whale, General Mingsha, who had a tiger-faced bird beak, subconsciously took two steps forward, and was just about to do something, but was grabbed by a pair of jade-like little hands behind him......

Above the void, Kong Laosan stared at the sea below with a gloomy expression, and the power of divine thoughts surged out, probing downward.

At a certain moment, as the sea water below rolled rapidly, a dragon figure flew out of it, and at the same time, with a big mouth, a blazing blood-colored flame rolled fiercely in the direction of Kong Laosan, after the scene just now, Ao Bing seemed to have received a lot of lessons, and refused to fight hand-to-hand again.

The blood-colored flame was only the size of a fist, and as soon as it appeared, the nearby void was extremely distorted, and along the way, the originally rich water vapor directly evaporated and dispersed, and at the same time, the surrounding temperature rose sharply.

Dragon Flame, the natal fire that will be generated when the dragon clan reaches the seventh order, burns blood, domineering and blazing. However, under normal circumstances, the Jiaolong Flame in the Jindan realm is still in the growth stage, and it is not stable, and it is usually not used against the enemy.

It's just that the real fire spewed out by Ao Bing is obviously different from ordinary fire, like a blood-colored glass flame, mixed with a dead black flame heart, which looks strange and mysterious.

Seeing this, Kong Laosan also took a big mouth, and the natal pill fire condensed into the size of a pigeon's egg spewed out of his mouth and greeted the attacking blood flame.

The flames are swaying, yellow on the outside and green on the inside, and they look weak and can't help the wind.

However, it was this flame that was weak and could not help the wind, and at the moment of contact with the blood flame, a true fire power of the most masculine and rigid spread out from it, and this power was pure and domineering, and in a short moment, it was already overwhelming.