The strength of the nine Demon Emperor Elders of the Frog Dragon Clan is actually not weak, and they have also formed a powerful formation, and their strength is even stronger, but they were still killed by the Void Dao in seconds.

That's the absolute gap.

And Xudao is just one of Lu Jing's subordinates.

"My lord, it's been resolved. ”

Xudao said respectfully to Lu Jing.

"Not bad. ”

Lu Jing nodded and said, "Let's go." ”

"Yes. ”

The void path followed.

The inside of Jiaolong Palace is really not small, and there is also a space folding formation, which makes the entire Jiaolong Palace like a labyrinth, but all this is hidden under Lu Jing's eyes of truth.

It didn't take long.

Lu Jing and the others came to the depths of the Jiaolong Palace, the surroundings were very quiet, there was no living being, it was pitch black, and there was a huge bronze gate in front of them, completely blocking the way ahead.

Take a closer look.

There is a fine texture on the bronze gate, and it is the formation pattern that is intertwined together to form a formation, and there is no specific method that cannot open this bronze gate.

"Ahem......"

Not far from the bronze gate, there was an old man in a pitch-black robe and cloak, with pale hair, wrinkled face, coughing up blood at the corners of his mouth, extremely embarrassed, and the vitality in his eyes was dissipating, on the verge of death.

This old man is the Great Elder of the Frog Dragon Clan, and his cultivation is already at the peak of the Immortal Emperor, and he has even touched the quasi-saint realm. He was ordered to guard this place and not let any living creatures approach.

However, there was no need for Lu Jing to do it himself.

Originally, it was a false way to make a move, but Feng Nianqing suddenly asked to fight, Lu Jing let Feng Nianqing do it, and after a battle, Feng Nianqing naturally won in the end, and it was a strong crush, the great elder was beaten half dead, and he couldn't live without accident.

"The formation on the bronze gate was arranged by the ancestor, and the cultivation of the ancestor is a quasi-saint, and it is impossible for you to break the formation he arranged!"

The Great Elder shouted loudly.

Qiang !!

Lu Jing saw through this formation with the eye of truth, and then with a finger of his right hand, the sword qi of the Immortal Immortal broke through the air, tore apart time and space, and landed directly on the bronze gate.

Boom!!!

In a flash.

This sword qi wiped out the formation patterns on the bronze gate, the formation shattered, turned into powder, and the entire quasi-saint-level formation was shattered.

"You ......"

The Great Elder's eyes widened, and he was directly stunned in place, "Impossible! This is impossible! How could the Old Ancestor's formation be broken so easily!!"

"Poof!!"

The Great Elder was so angry that he spat blood from his mouth, and fell directly, his soul shattered, and he died completely.

"I'm dying, I'm excited. ”

Pan Xiaoxiao pursed her lips.

Thundered!!!

The formation shattered, the bronze gate shook, and slowly opened, and a dazzling red light spread out from the space inside the bronze gate.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood.

Boom!!!

Soon.

The bronze gate was fully opened.

"Who?!"

There was a shout of rage from inside.

“......”

Lu Jing didn't speak, but walked forward, and what caught his eye was an empty secret room, although the area was not very large, but it was tens of thousands of meters high.

In the entire space, there were dense blood-red formation patterns, spreading out from the center of the front square, covering the surrounding walls.

There is a weird, evil aura.

"It's you!"

Ahead.

There is a huge altar, with a diameter of more than 10,000 meters, and there are nine floors, each layer is 1,000 meters high.

Aoki Yan turned around and saw Lu Jing and them, his eyes widened, and he shouted in surprise.

"Lu Jing!"

The altar is located in the center.

Qing Pei weathered into the original form, the body is a 10,000-meter-long cyan dragon, the top of the head has no horns, the face is narrow and long, like a cow's face, with limbs, the claws are very similar to the feet of the frog, and the whole body is densely covered with cyan diamond-shaped scales.

You can see it.

Qing Peifeng crossed his knees above the center of the altar, and in the center of the altar there was a small white dragon, only a thousand meters long, snow-white, surrounded by hexagonal scales, with crystal white jade dragon horns, the dragon's whiskers were hanging down, the body was slender and slender, and the vitality in his eyes was dim, but after seeing Lu Jing, there was a slight fluctuation and wanted to struggle.

Apparently.

She doesn't want to die!

Buzz, buzz, buzz!!

The operation of the blood-colored formation, under the auspices of Qinglan and Aoki Yan, the essence blood in the little white dragon's body was extracted, and with the blessing of the formation, a blood-colored thin line was formed, which slowly rose and was injected into Qing Peifeng's body.

The formation has been running for a long time, and the little white dragon's essence blood is about to be drained, if the essence blood dries up, the little white dragon will naturally die.

Boom, boom, boom!!

Qing Peifeng's whole body shook, his qi and blood shook the sky, and there was thunder in his body, and the terrifying power of blood was brewing, impacting the shackles.

"Tsk, the daughter of the dragon king dares to catch it, it's not a small courage. ”

Lu Jing said lightly.

"Lord Lu Jing, please be sure to keep it secret, our Qingjiao Dragon Clan will be greatly grateful!"

Aoki Yan's eyes flickered, and he said in a sincere tone.

"Thank you?"

Lu Jing smiled slightly, and said, "Your Qingjiao Dragon's gratitude can be compared to the favor of the Dragon King of the East China Sea? Don't put gold on your face, you are just a group of Jiaolong on the periphery of the Dragon Palace." ”

"You ......"

Aoki Yan's pupils contracted, knowing that the matter was revealed, Lu Jing probably knew about it.

"Lu Jing, what do you want?"

Qing Peifeng knew very well that things could not be good, his tone became stiff, how could he have the previous flattery, and scolded coldly: "Anyway, our Qingjiao Dragon Clan has been entertaining you for so long, and I am also at your disposal like a slave, if you don't help, do you want to take revenge so kindly?"

"I don't know the so-called ants, you can be a slave of the adults for the adults to drive, this is the blessing you have cultivated!"

Xudao said coldly.

"Huh. ”

Lu Jing smiled and said, "Isn't the force that went to that Dragon Palace as my 'Dragon Clan Honored Guest' to be entertained? You still want to use this to blackmail me? Ridiculous!"

"You !!"

Qing Peifeng looked resentful on the surface, but in fact, he was dragging out time. Because the little white dragon's essence blood was about to be drained, only after the formation ceremony was completed, his goal would be achieved.

At that time, as long as Lu Jing and the others are killed, all this will be perfect.

“......”

Xiao Bailong's expression became more and more gloomy, her eyes were full of remorse, and she couldn't speak at all.

"Young master, if you don't make a move, that little white dragon will die. ”

Pan Xiaoxiao reminded.

Qiang !!

Lu Jing made a move, pointed out, and the Xiao Zhu Immortal Sword Array operated, and the qi and blood turned into the Zhu Immortal Sword Qi, breaking through the air, smashing time and space, and killing the past.

"Stop!"

Roar!!!

Qing Lan made a move, he roared, opened his mouth and spit out dragon flames, colliding with the Zhuxian sword qi, the explosion sounded, and the energy roared, overflowing.

Long Yan and Zhu Immortal's sword qi shattered at the same time.

"Yes, it was blocked. ”

Lu Jing glanced at Qinglan.

"Lu Jing, you have to think clearly, our Qingjiao Dragon Clan has a quasi-holy ancestor in charge, if you have to break the net, you will definitely not be able to leave here alive today!"

Qing Peifeng saw that Qing Lan had blocked Lu Jing's attack, and the confidence in his heart rose, his eyes glared at Lu Jing coldly, and he scolded loudly.

"Give you a chance, if you can take my punch, I'll let you go. ”

Lu Jing said with a smile.

"Good!"

Qing Peifeng's eyes lit up, "Second uncle, third uncle, now I can only look at you!"

"Hmm. ”

Qinglan just nodded.

"Lu Jing, you overestimate yourself too much, you are indeed better than us, but you want to solve us with one punch? It's just wishful thinking! This is impossible!"

Aoki Ken scolded.

"It's really pitiful, how do they know how strong the adults are. ”

Xudao shook his head and looked at Qing Peifeng with pity on his face.

"Yes. ”

Feng Nianqing nodded.

"If the young master is serious, this punch will kill the quasi-saint. ”

Pan Xiaoxiao muttered.

"They thought they would survive. ”

Lu Ziyan said.

“......”

Su Yuezi smiled.

Airplanes!!!

Lu Jing's expression was calm, his qi and blood were running, the power of Pangu was surging, and an indescribable terrifying momentum gradually appeared, and the surrounding time and space were shattered.

“......”

Aoran and Aoki Yan's pupils constricted.

Rumble!!!

Lu Jing raised his hand and punched, this punch was condensed, only surrounded by qi and blood, without any mana, but it made time and space turn into powder, forming a black hole.

"No !!"

This moment.

Aoki Yan, Qinglan felt that death had come, and everything they had turned into powder under Lu Jing's punch, like the gap between ants and heaven and earth.

Unthinkable!

They couldn't imagine the power of this punch!

That's death!!

Poof! poof!!

Aoki Ken and Qing Lan's bodies exploded into blood mud, and then turned into flying ash powder, their spirits dissipated, the formation shattered, and the blood-colored formation cracked.

Rumble!!!

The altar exploded and turned into ruins.

Bang bang bang!!

The wall in front of him collapsed and shattered, and the power of this punch spread all the way forward, shattering everything, and the entire Jiaolong Palace was pierced.

"Ah!!h

Qing Peifeng screamed, he was counterattacked, and he was also affected by Lu Jing's punch, his whole body was like being stuffed with bombs, constantly exploding, blowing up blood holes, scarlet blood spraying, and the entire space was filled with blood.

Boom!!!

Then.

Qing Peifeng fell to the ground like a rotten loach, his whole body was infected with blood, his body was convulsed, his vitality was dim, and his eyes were full of fear!

It's horrible!

The power of Lu Jing's punch was deeply engraved into the depths of his soul!

At this moment.

Qing Peifeng understood Lu Jing's horror, understood Lu Jing's strength, and understood that the reason why Lu Jing had the Dragon King Order was because Lu Jing had great strength!

Lu Jing is a quasi-saint!!

However.

Qing Peifeng was just the tip of the iceberg of Lu Jing's strength, Lu Jing's punch just now was very casual, and it is estimated that he didn't even use one thousandth of his true strength.

Even so, it made Qing Peifeng feel desperate!

"It's a pity, it looks like you can't stop my punch. ”

Lu Jing shrugged his shoulders, his expression was calm, and then slowly walked in front of Qing Peifeng, looking at the huge hornless Jiaolong head in front of him, the dragon's blood was sprinkled all over the earth, and the spirit was covered with fragments, and he was on the verge of death.

"Rao...... Spare ......"

Qing Peifeng is begging for mercy.