Inch by inch, although the distance is short, it is difficult to resist.

Shout!~

Another sword qi pierced through the body of the eight-winged dragon Jiao.

Lin Chen's perception was extremely strong, and he had already been on guard, but he was stuck in the belly of the eight-winged dragon Jiao, and it was difficult to move, so he could only try his best to avoid the vital point.

Phew!~

A sharp sword qi, because it was blocked by Lin Chenzhan's hand, coupled with the physical obstruction of the eight-winged dragon Jiao, must have weakened the power of the sword qi, only cut through the external injury, but it was also painful.

"Damn slut! It's good that I have rough skin and thick meat, otherwise I would really have to be inexplicably played to death by you! I will remember this account first, and I will clean you up later!" Lin Chen gritted his teeth and scolded secretly, stubbornly holding on, approaching inch by inch.

But the closer you get to the Demon Source, the more powerful it becomes.

Lin Chen had no choice but to control the Xuanzhu Spirit Source and resist the attack and erosion of dark magic energy with strong yang and righteousness.

Meantime!

Under the balance of the Xuanzhu Spiritual Source and the Dark Demon Energy, the Yin and Yang Qi in Lin Chen's body skyrocketed wildly, and even drove the Nine Veins Spiritual Power to climb steadily.

Therefore, Lin Chen still had to transfer the Nine Veins Crazy Technique, maintain the balance of Yin and Yang Qi, guide the Nine Veins Qi, circulate Zhou Tian, and be forced to suck and refine. The Xingchen Lingyuan in the dantian is also constantly strengthening and growing, and it is growing extremely fast.

Roar!~

The dragon roared angrily, flying sand and stones, and frost blades raging across the country.

Boom!Boom!~

The sky was full of ice dragon sword qi, wringing the swamp, and attacking the eight-winged dragon Jiao with extreme ferocity.

After a series of fierce pursuits, the eight-winged dragon Jiao was already scarred and covered with bruises. Coupled with the heavy injuries suffered before, the calamity brought by Lin Chen's thorn in his body was really miserable.

Rumble!~

Another sword, like a storm, swept the eight-winged dragon Jiao out of the swamp. Covered in bloodstains, thousands of holes, shocking and miserable.

"Haha! If you don't know how to be bored, Ben Shao's sword will poke you out of countless holes, leaving you dead without a corpse!" Sima Haolong laughed wildly, and the resentment he had suffered on Lin Chen for the past few days was frantically vented.

Ice Dragon Dance!

The Sword Qi Dragon Dance, swept through the cold frost, roared and blasted towards the eight-winged dragon Jiao.

"Howl!~"

The eight-winged dragon roared in pain, letting the sword qi rage ruthlessly, and the huge body, being hit like the rain by the sword qi, pierced through the holes one after another, and the beast's blood flowed.

Disheveled!~

The eight-winged dragon Jiao struggled and fell into the swamp, with a strong desire to survive, and still did not give up. Even if he was covered in bruises, he did not forget to flee as much as he could.

"It's really a bull, then it's up to Ben Shao to break your body into ten thousand pieces!" Sima Haolong's face was full of fierceness, and in his heart, he actually regarded the eight-winged dragon Jiao as Lin Chen, and abused him wildly.

Not only was the eight-winged dragon Jiao miserable, but even Lin Chen tragically suffered more than a dozen swords. Although the injury was not fatal, it was also hung in many places.

"Damn, we have to get out of trouble as soon as possible, otherwise we will really be killed by Sima Haolong, a madman!" Lin Chen gritted his teeth with hatred, trying his best to resist the dark magic energy and speed up his movements.

Finally!

Approaching the demon source, he fixed his eyes and looked at it, a black light, like a crystal bead-like foreign body, was connected with the bloodline of the eight-winged dragon Jiao, containing extremely powerful dark energy.

"Magic Bead!!" Lin Chen was pleasantly surprised.

It is said that reaching the Xuan-level demon beast and gathering the essence of the sun and the moon can transform the beast crystal and condense the spirit bead.

The value of the spirit bead is definitely better than that of the Xuanjing.

And the eight-winged dragon Jiao, which lives in the demon fog swamp all the year round, absorbs a large amount of demonic qi, and accumulates over time, causing the Xuanjing in the body to change and transform into a magic bead.

"Haha! developed! developed!" Lin Chen laughed excitedly, after going through life and death, his efforts finally paid off.

I can't help it!

Lin Chen once again intensified the power of Xuanzhu, his body was filled with powerful spiritual sources, and his body was masculine and upright, like a scorching sun, eroding the attack of dark magic energy, and he tried his best to approach.

Five inches!

Four inches!

Three inches!

······

It's close, it's at your fingertips.

Bloodkill!

The edge of the silent blood, the blood slayer flashed, short and sharp.

Lin Chen's eyes were shining, staring at the magic bead in front of him with great heat, and he smiled excitedly: "Hehe, Brother Jiao! Don't blame me for being ruthless! I'm just trying to survive! Of course, I, Lin Chen, have always been gracious, and I will definitely dismantle the scum outside and get this evil breath back for you!"

Say it!

Lin Chen swung his blood slash to Ling Pofeng, cutting off the bloodlines connected around the magic bead.

"Howl!~"

The eight-winged dragon Jiao screamed, rolling in place, churning in pain.

Sima Haolong chased after him, and when he saw the eight-winged dragon Jiao in such pain, he took it for granted, without any suspicion, and said with a cruel smile: "Evil beast, why don't you run away?

The eight-winged dragon Jiao was in extreme pain, feeling that the blood in his body was broken, and he knew that he could not escape death, so he could only vent all his anger and hatred on Sima Haolong's body.

Crashing!

The eight-winged dragon roared, his eyes were bloodshot, and his anger was rolling, forcing Sima Haolong to rush to kill him with extreme ferocity.

"Dying and struggling, not the climate!" Sima Haolong was disdainful, raised a sword, and one after another strong and domineering Heavenly Dragon Sword Qi rolled the frost, and shot directly at the eight-winged dragon Jiao.

Bang bang!~

One after another, the Heavenly Dragon Sword Qi raged fiercely and ruthlessly on the body of the Eight-Winged Dragon Jiao, and pieces of blood* pierced, and even half of the long tail was cut off by the Heavenly Dragon Sword Qi.

"Howl!~"

The eight-winged dragon Jiao howled miserably and fell into the swamp, suffering heavy blows inside and outside, dying.

Endosomes!

"Haha! it's done!" Lin Chen laughed excitedly, and successfully captured the magic bead.

However, the energy contained in the magic bead was huge, and with Lin Chen's current cultivation, he could not absorb the magic bead. Coupled with the threat of Sima Haolong's vicious enemies outside, Lin Chen had to put the magic bead into the Dragon Soul Ring first.

The magic bead is captured, and the dark magic energy is naturally cut off, and the vitality of the eight-winged dragon Jiao is also declining, and its life is short. It's just because of the unwilling anger in my heart that I held on to my last breath.

Then!

Lin Chen had to borrow the power of Xuanzhu to completely dissolve the dark energy trapped in his body.

This time!

Without the heavy impact of dark magic energy, the two huge energies maintained in Lin Chen's body could withstand Lin Chen's range.

Present!

Lin Chen kept his mind steady, transferred the qi of the heavenly yang and the qi of the earth's yin, circulated and blended, circulating in the nine veins, driving the qi of the nine veins, and slowly merging into the star spirit element.

Balance!

With the help of Xuanzhu, the Qi of Tianyang can be strong or weak, until it is controlled in balance.

One Sunday!

Two Sundays!

Three Sundays!

······

Yin and yang are harmonized, the nine veins echo, and the circulation is circulating.

Dantian's!

The star spirit element is like a whirlpool, blending and surging, and constantly strengthening and refining in the absorption.

The injured muscles and bones are also being repaired incredibly, the qi and blood are rushing, the cells are becoming extremely active, flowing naturally and freely.

Breakthrough!

In one go, advance to the fifth turn of spiritual martial arts.

Xingchen Lingyuan has grown several times, and his combat power is soaring.

"It's really bitter!" Lin Chen was extremely happy, his whole body was rejuvenated, and there was a kind of rebirth, breaking the cocoon into a butterfly, and turning the world upside down.

Then!

The huge body of the eight-winged dragon Jiao was curled up in the swamp, drenched in blood, with no skin, dying, lingering, and glaring at Sima Haolong angrily.

"Evil beast, have you finally accepted your fate?" Sima Haolong controlled the Ice Flying Dragon, slowly flew down, looked at the eight-winged dragon Jiao like mud in front of him, and sneered: "Although you evil beast can't speak, but these days, Ben Shao's heart has been very depressed, and now only you can share Ben Shao's feelings!"

After a pause, Sima Haolong said again: "Right now, Ben Shao's henchmen are in great trouble, and he died tragically in your mouth for no reason! Although I regret that I couldn't end his dog's life with my own hands! But I can be regarded as sending this great gift, and this evil breath that has been suppressed for a long time in my heart can finally be released! Shouldn't such a happy thing be shared with Ben Shao?"

"Woo~"

The eight-winged dragon roared slightly, angry and angry, his eyes were full of strong hatred, but he had no choice but to sit and wait for death.

I can't help it!

Sima Haolong flew down from the ice flying dragon, holding a sword in his hand, stepping in the air, walking on the ground in the swamp, his face was gloomy and approaching the eight-winged dragon Jiao, who had no power to resist.

"This world is originally the law of the jungle, and the law of the jungle among your demon beasts is the same!" Sima Haolong said coolly: "It's a pity that you are always just a beast, and you can't communicate with you at all, otherwise Ben Shao really wants to have a good talk with you and share the joy of Ben Shao's heart." ”

As he spoke, Sima Haolong suddenly noticed that the eight-winged dragon Jiao was missing an eye pupil, bloody and empty, and frowned: "Huh, why is there one eye missing? ”

That's it!

Sima Haolong's face turned cold, his eyes were sharp, and he straightened his sword and pierced the eye socket of the eight-winged dragon Jiao.

Poof!~

The blood of the beast was splashed, the eight-winged dragon Jiao howled in pain, and the cold and cruel sword was bloody and dug out the only remaining single eye of the eight-winged dragon Jiao.

"The pupil of the eight-winged dragon Jiao!" Sima Haolong held the bloody dragon pupil and smiled ecstatically: "Haha! As long as you submit this dragon pupil, you can get a Fire Dragon Pill!" And Ben Shao is also the first spirit martial artist to complete the saint-level task, that is really fame and fortune!"

Immediately!

Sima Haolong, who was not greedy enough, turned his eyes to the belly of the eight-winged dragon Jiao, and he could see a slight flickering light.

Spirit beasts have spirit crystals, and the eight-winged dragon Jiao, as a Xuan-level fierce beast, must have Xuanjing in its body.

"Hehe, the real baby, it's still in your body, right?" Sima Haolong smiled, close to the belly of the eight-winged dragon Jiao, the sword light in his hand was dignified, and he smiled to himself: "Life is unsatisfactory, nine times out of ten, but the world is always bright and beautiful!

Fall!

Sima Haolong's face turned pale, and his sword moved, flashing with a cold glow.

Shout!~

With a sword in his hand, Sima Haolong was about to stab at the abdomen of the eight-winged dragon Jiao.

Wait!

Boom!Boom!~

A series of blood-colored rays as fine as silk, accompanied by thunder light, without warning, instantly pierced out from the inside of the eight-winged dragon Jiao, as fast as lightning, suddenly, and extremely sharp towards Sima Haolong.

Surprise!

Sima Haolong's pupils shrank sharply, and his face changed drastically, which he didn't expect at all.