Qiao Chen'an has cultivated so far, although he has only experienced more than ten battles of all sizes, but his talent in fighting with people is very rare, otherwise he would not be able to stop the old demon of Montenegro with the mana of the new Yang God when he tried to cross the border.

The sixteenth prince Ao Xin broke through the Yang God Realm a hundred years ago and practiced a high and abyssal mana, but if this alone is impossible to compete with Qiao Chen'an, it must be known that although Qiao Chen'an broke through the Yang God Realm for a short time, no one in the world can compare with the strength of his mana.

If it weren't for the Heavenly Rank Magic Weapon Five Elements True Sand Pot in his hand, I'm afraid Ao Xin would have been defeated by now.

Ao Qing and the others saw that Qiao Chen'an was really profound, and he actually relied on his own strength to resist the power of the Heavenly Rank magic weapon, and their hearts were all shocked, and the secret path really didn't find the wrong person.

If Qiao Chenan was not present today, he would not have to use the treasure at the bottom of the box.

On the other hand, Ao Xin's situation is completely opposite, the more the dragon prince fights, the more frightened he becomes, and even if he uses all his means, he can't help Qiao Chen'an at all, and he doesn't have the slightest advantage.

This time he came to the Bishui Palace because he took the initiative to ask the third brother for help, and also borrowed the heavenly magic weapon Five Elements True Sand Pot, and raised three thousand personal soldiers under his command, I thought that it would be easy to take down the Ao Qing sisters and set foot in the Bishui Palace, but I didn't expect the other party to invite such strong reinforcements.

"The other party is just a mountain and a wild cultivator, there is nothing to be afraid of, how can it be my opponent?"

Ao Xin forcibly calmed himself down, two cold lights shot out of his eyes, the mana of his whole body was surging like a sea, and the golden fork of water splitting in his hand waved forward, provoking thousands of blue waves, turning into a hundred ink dragons, and killing forward with teeth and claws.

But he retreated.

The dragon clan is already good at water, but at this moment, in the deep sea, the water vapor is abundant, and with the help of the terrain, the power of the moves is even more powerful.

The five-colored real sand on the top is still entangled with black and white, and it is difficult to distinguish it in a short period of time.

The prince Ao Xin, who lost the help of the Five Elements True Sand Pot, is like a tiger with broken teeth, his strength has been greatly reduced, Qiao Chen'an can no longer deal with it, in the face of Ao Xin's offensive, I saw him smile unhurriedly, and slapped a palm forward with his left hand, and there was a light in the palm of his hand.

These white-feathered cranes spread their snow-white wings, and with a slight spread of their wings, they flew forward lightly, opening their mouths and spitting out clusters of red flames, fighting with those ink dragons.

Cultivating to the Yang God Realm, the monk is full of mana like the sea, and his understanding of the Tao and the law is even more important, and he can perform all kinds of wonderful methods in his hands, and transform into all things, and to a certain extent, he is no longer confined to the existing spells, which is the so-called ten thousand laws from the heart.

After fighting for a long time, Qiao Chen'an had basically figured out the details of Ao Xin, but he had the intention to accept him, his eyes flashed, he had a plan in his heart, and the true lines of mana engraved in his body lit up at the same time, and a pair of azure streamer wings suddenly appeared behind him, and as soon as his wings fluttered, the whole person disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he had already come to Ao Xin.

Holding the male yellow sword in his hand, the tip of the sword slashed a delicate arc and stabbed forward.

Ao Xin was frightened by Qiao Chen'an, who suddenly appeared in front of him, he just saw a flash of green mang, and the other party came to him out of thin air, but he didn't know what kind of Taoism it was.

Seeing the sword stabbing at him, he hurriedly stepped back, and at the same time raised the golden fork in his hand and struck upward.

There was a soft sound of the bell.

The male yellow sword was swung away, Ao Xin took this opportunity to avoid the side, the golden fork waved, and smashed his head on Qiao Chen's top door, the corner of his mouth suddenly showed a sly smile, and he opened his mouth to spit out a pitch-black flame.

This black flame looks very strange, with a strong sense of dead silence, from which you can not feel the slightest temperature, burning without a sound, where it passes, the sea water evaporates silently, as if it has been swallowed and disappeared.

"Nine Netherworld Flames?" Qiao Chen'an's eyes froze.

The dragon clan is in charge of the power of the four seasons, and the four gases of earth, water, wind and fire, all of which are not refined. It's just that the world mistakenly thinks that dragons are only good at water.

This Nine Netherworld Fire is one of the top nine flames in the world, and it has always only existed in the depths of the underworld, when the Styx River flows and the Yellow Spring is silent, this fire is born in the depths of the Spring of the Nine Nether Yellow Spring.

The Nine Netherworld Fires, the flames that are said to never be extinguished, once they are contaminated with something, they must be burned out, and because this fire is born in the depths of the Yellow Spring, even the soul can be burned.

Ordinary monks are affected by this fire, even if they have a star, they will be destroyed, and they will not be able to live forever.

"You're just a little loose cultivator, what do you do to fight me, I want your soul to be scattered!"

Ao Xin's eyes were upside down, and his face showed a strange and cruel look, the two were now very close, and suddenly used this move, Qiao Chenan would definitely not be able to dodge, once he got wet, he would definitely die!

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you!"

Qiao Chen'an's expression was calm from beginning to end, the blue shadow behind him flashed, and he disappeared in place in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already behind Ao Xin, and his feet kicked forward.

Before Ao Xin could react, he suddenly felt a sharp pain behind him, and then a strong force came, and the whole person flew forward uncontrollably, and the Nine Netherworld Fire happened to fall on his chest.

"Ahh

A miserable scream came, and a hideous scale armor suddenly appeared on Ao Xin's right arm, and his five fingers turned into dragon claws, tearing off the flesh and blood stained with flames on his chest, blood flowing, and his face was pale.

In just an instant, his soul was burned by nearly one hundredth, his chest was almost burned through, and an unbearable pain came from the depths of his soul.

These nine nether fires are not divided between the enemy and me.

"Ao Xin!"

Suddenly, a clear drink came from behind him, Ao Xin turned around abruptly, his eyes were about to split, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Bastard, I want you to never be reborn!"

But he saw a jade-white slender porcelain bottle in the hand of the young Taoist in front of him, with a treasure of light, and the mouth of the bottle was facing him, exuding a fierce suction force that was beyond his power.

Ao Xinyi was careless, his body gradually became smaller, and he was put into the bottle with a pop.

"It's done!"

Seeing this, Ao Yue couldn't help but cheer, but the next moment, the brilliance on the bottle suddenly moved rapidly, and the entire treasure bottle became distorted, and in the next moment, it suddenly exploded into countless fragments, and a vast sea of mana poured out of it.

"It's just a tattered magic weapon, and you want to trap me too!?" Ao Xin rushed out of it.

Qiao Chen'an naturally wouldn't be naïve enough to think that a human-level magic weapon could trap a great cultivator of the Yang God Realm, he just needed a little bit of time, shook the things in his hand with a smile, and asked, "What do you see here?"

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