Chang Xi turned his head suddenly, and the pair of huge eyes that had appeared before the coma came into his eyes again, and it was the kiss of the ancient beast, and he knew that it was not an illusion.

The body of the dragon's head and fishtail is huge, the sarcastic look in the eyes is fleeting, and the body floating in the air is only the fishtail fanning, and it is on the beach near the sea to stir up a momentum that is stronger than the gallop of a thousand cavalry.

Chang Xi snorted coldly, withdrew the wind chimes from Xu Yuan with a soft palm, and turned around to meet the monstrous waves stirred up by the tail of the mantile fish.

The magic is as powerful as the ancient beast kiss that is good at making thunder and fire in the inscription of the Sea Clan, and unexpectedly stirs up a thousand zhang thunder and fire tide, and the momentum is similar to that of the thunder and fire teleportation array outside this heaven and earth. The black-robed Shura, who had already been baptized by the thunder and fire of heaven and earth, was fearless, and compared to the incomparably small body of the kiss, it bloomed with brilliant brilliance, and the power of more than three million catties in one palm was far away to carry the surging whirlpool, and met it with one palm.

The sinful white jade beach was destroyed in an instant.

The golden vortex filled with the origin of the dragon clan swept the tide of thunder and fire into it, and the three colors of gold, blue and red were entangled with each other, and the power of the huge things in the sky that I don't know whether to describe as paste or chaos was finally exhausted, and quickly disappeared, seemingly a draw.

The Ancient Beast of the Flood Desolation, who had been here for an unknown number of years, sneered and said, "So-so, you still have some skills, with your half-catty and eighty-tael Terran weak body, it is not too insulting to the king's bloodline of our Dragon Clan." ”

Chang Xi frowned and said, "You know that I have the blood of the Divine Dragon, but you still dare to treat us as blood food?"

The mantis kiss was too lazy to talk, and with a flick of the fishtail, the huge and hideous dragon head suddenly crashed straight into the insignificant human race like a ram for the city.

Chang Xi barely had room to turn around and dodge under his face, and the unimaginably huge force was enough to easily break down a high mountain. Chang Xi, who had not experienced this kind of taste for a long time, was angry from his heart, and the evil qi lines climbed his cheeks and spread out his trance-like wings behind him, and the boundless sea of blood gathered by the sticky golden blood between his chest boiled straight up to the nine layers of clouds!

The pupils in the huge eyes on the dragon's head suddenly constricted, because he met a pair of very strange eyes.

On one side are golden vertical pupils full of domineering and majesty.

On one side is the Silver Doji that overflows with ice and ruthlessness.

The Flood Desolation Ancient Beast, who was the ninth son of the dragon, grinned and said, "That's what makes sense. ”

Chang Xi, who was knocked out of a hundred miles away, ploughed out a very deep chasm under his feet, and after collapsing more than a dozen high mountains and dangerous peaks one after another, the expressionless black-robed young man's body was as long as an endless river.

The guy who was several times bigger than the Qingyun battleship crashed and flew out.

This punch is not an ordinary way for the heroes of the mortal green forest to fight fiercely, it contains too many mysteries, and almost contains all the essence of the destruction attack that Mo Lao taught him. Other immortal fist paths pay attention to one go, just like the pursuit of indomitable realm like sword cultivation, but Mo Lao found another way in the final essence of the destruction attack, so that after the initial one breath was formed, it flowed twelve times in a row without leaking, and finally hit the embankment through the torrent of qi that was accumulating twelve times, so as to reach the realm of Dacheng with one punch and qi through the mountains and rivers. This was the only way to make this desolate ancient beast obviously only suffer a setback from the dragon's head, but together with the whole body, there was a crackling sound, and the qi of the whole body gave this immortal family a punch of two or three points.

He shook his head and said, "This punch finally has a little taste." ”

As soon as the words fell, the huge body of the mantis kissed the sky and the fierce wind, and it only changed into a middle-aged man in a brown robe in an instant, and he instantly pressed it in front of Chang Xi.

Chang Xi, who had two eyes and two colors, gave birth to the trance illusion that this world was the enemy of himself out of thin air, and raised his palm to face the brown-robed man fiercely, but he still flew out upside down like a broken sack, and several innocent peaks behind him were suddenly flattened.

The brown-robed man didn't plan to give the half-human, half-dragon stinky boy in front of him a chance to ventilate and then climb the stairs, his body rubbed his body and went up again, and the cultivation of refining the virtual realm was undoubtedly revealed, and for a while, there was a thunder in the sky, and the two figures came and went, fighting with the most primitive and savage close combat between men, and the sound of fists entering the flesh was like thunder rolling in the sky, making the other creatures in this strange world all tremble and kneel on the ground.

The sword qi in Chang Xi's body was fused with the spiritual power as early as when he was building the foundation realm, and several hand-to-hand fights with his own life made his subtle sword qi everywhere in the world at this moment, and there was a vague sense of the profound meaning of the grass and trees becoming soldiers. After turning into a brown-robed man, the speed of the body technique had reached an extreme, far from being comparable to the cultivators of the Void Realm on land. In his impression, whether it was the peak master of Heavenly Sword Peak, Shen Tu Lie, or the red sleeves of Qi Feng Peak, they might not be able to compete with the desolate ancient beast in front of him in the speed field.

Fortunately, his sword qi, which contains the two artistic conceptions of life and death and yin and yang, has a unique magical power that takes root on the ground, and can be planted deep in heaven and earth like lotus seed pond water.

If he wanted to cross the heavens and the earth to attack him, he would inevitably rub at least one or two sword qi lotus flowers between the heavens and the earth. Chang Xi doesn't seek victory to defeat the enemy, just to be able to gain insight into his intentions and offensive lines as much as possible under the elusive body of the kiss, otherwise he can really only be beaten unilaterally and brainlessly.

Although his sword aura is fierce, he must be able to touch the other party, but now it has become a luxury.

In the sky, several invisible sword qi lotus flowers broke off violently, Chang Xi suddenly looked back and shook his sword obliquely and slashed out a sword qi rainbow, and the scene where the expected kiss revealed his body did not go as he wished, but the gray figure reached out and grabbed it, and actually kneaded the hundred zhang sword qi that could cut thousands of abyssal sea clans in the deep sea in his hand, and pulled and tied the knot, and the unbearable sword qi quickly shattered into spots of light.

The spiritual power and qi in the brown-robed man's body flew down three thousand feet in an instant, obviously there was nothing in his hand, but it gave people a strange feeling of holding a sword in his hand, only to see this ancient power who had seen the terrestrial human race smashing this three-foot thing thousands of years ago, and raised his arm towards Chang Xi, and immediately slashed down!

The path of kendo is like a jade, and it needs to be tempered in every way before it can be carved. In the eyes of the layman, the sword of the kiss is a complete heavenly posture, but in the eyes of kendo experts, it is inevitably a little unworthy of the name.

But if it's powerful enough, that's enough. No matter what kind of land sword immortal you are, the short moment of effort I draw a scoop according to the gourd is worth the countless years of hard work of your human race!

Chang Xi was furious to the extreme for the second time in his life.

The first time was because King Jizo Bodhisattva deliberately concealed the fate of Ying Zhiyu.

The second time was because this ancient beast was empty-eyed, and he tried to humiliate the sword path that the human race has inherited over thousands of years, the sword of Handan toddler.

"You'll regret it. ”

The Cave Sword in Chang Xi's hand slowly turned from ink to golden, and a majestic and heavy aura that was more powerful than the dragon bloodline was swept and undulated, he stood in front of his chest with the sword in both hands, his eyes were solemn, and the bright sword light flowed into a gang in the blink of an eye.

The incomparable sword momentum rises like a blazing sun.

Looking at the vaguely familiar sword momentum in the distance, the ancient beast kiss that had been unfazed finally became suspicious, and his fists were subconsciously clenched.

"People... The Emperor of People?"