The pitch-black thunderclouds centered on the black dragon almost covered a radius of dozens of miles. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Thunder as thick as an arm, fireballs the size of water tanks, and snowstorms continued to fall from the thunderclouds......

The wind is like a knife, and although the snow is beautiful, it is a soul-chasing song for the black dragon.

The black dragon sometimes takes on the form of a human to avoid the thunder, fire, and snow falling from the sky, and sometimes transforms into the form of a dragon to perform the secret magic of the dragon clan to resist.

"Ben Shao thought that he would be able to clean you up with his skills, it seems that Ben Shao still underestimated you, in order to respect you, Ben Shao will go all out, but he will let you get the respect you deserve. Hey hey"

Pang Jiu's shadow formed a formation at some point, and it was Pang Jiu's specialty formation, the Six Paths and Twelve Stars, but these six and twelve stars were not set by Pang Jiu's eighteen incarnations, but with their countless shadows. Although the single body cultivation is not enough for Pang Jiu's incarnation, the base number of numbers is enough to make up for it.

With the eighteen shadows in the center as the base of the formation, each shadow forms a six-way twelve star formation, which is interlocking and complementary, forming countless formations to increase the power of the formation.

The eighteen shadows of the formation base continued to wave their long swords, and countless sword rays attacked the black dragon, who was already embarrassed, and the black dragon was in an even more difficult situation at this time.

"Get out, get out of here. Ahhhh

The bloody black dragon wielded a spear to resist the endless stream of swords, thunder, snow, and fireballs.

He kept spitting blood from his mouth, covered with scars, and screaming frantically. Well, what a blood-boiling picture this is, it's a little exciting to think about.

"Well, forget it, I'll give you a good time. This place is not a place to stay for long. It's better to send you to see your partner sooner. Ben Shao's kindness can't be changed, and he is always so helpful. Alas, who let us be children who grew up under the red flag. ”

Listening to the howl of the black dragon, Pang Jiu stroked the Xuangu Sword and muttered, and his face unconsciously showed a mysterious smile, with a hint of evil in his smile.

Exterminating Immortals and Killing Gods - The curtain is over.

Tianyi, who was already gloomy because of Pang Jiu's combination technique, turned completely dark for a while, and he could clearly see the shape of every heavenly thunder, the trajectory of every sword and the blazing fireball, and every flame could be seen so clearly, and the lava on the ground was bubbling and flowing.

What a wonderful painting, a poetic painting, a bloody hatred. At this moment, it was as if the whole world was pausing just to see the sword shadow that penetrated the heavens and the earth, the sword shadow that cut through the night.

The night that was cut open gradually revealed the red of the setting sun.

The sound of the ding aroused the deep fear in the black dragon's heart, and at the same time ended the black dragon's life. sounded the death knell of the black dragon's life.

The black dragon's dilating pupils saw a ray of light appear on the head of the spear that he had been cultivating for thousands of years, and the position of that light was exactly the position of his neck, which was the place where the spear was cut off, the jingling, the place where the death knell rang, and then he saw a headless corpse standing in the void with a spear with a broken spear head, and eighteen pitch-black figures holding long swords piercing into the body of the headless corpse, and finally he saw the sunset, and the endless night after the sunset.

The corpse of the black dragon that lost its head fell rapidly from the void, and in the process of falling, a dark shadow flew out, and the black shadow was entangled by countless black silks.

The black dragon that lost its head no longer remains humanoid and reverts to its dragon form, falling on bubbling lava.

Pang Jiu slowly flew behind the black dragon and took out the dragon scale sword to devour the black dragon's corpse.

Of course, Pang Jiu has not forgotten the black dragon's lair, as an immortal emperor-level black dragon Pang Jiu can be sure that there must be other natural treasures in the black dragon's lair.

Sure enough, the harvest was not small after a sweep.

The fall of the black dragon caused a lot of shock in the Immortal Beast Heaven, and Pang Jiu, who had just arrived in the Immortal Realm, did not know that he was not allowed to kill the Immortal Monarch and the immortal beasts of the above strength in the Immortal Beast Paradise. Except for a small number of casual cultivators who don't know this unspoken rule, the monks above the immortal monarch in the immortal realm all remember the rules.

Although most of the monks don't know why, the elders of the sect will remind them of this rule when they advance to the Immortal Monarch.

Of course, it is not that no one has killed the Immortal Monarch and the immortal beasts above him in the Immortal Beast Heaven, but his fate is self-evident, and only his body will be eliminated.

Every time the immortal beast above the Immortal Beast Heaven Immortal Monarch is killed, it has a great impact, but the impact only affects millions, tens of millions of years. There will always be monks who are not afraid of death to confirm this rule.

Although he killed the black dragon, Pang Jiu was not happy, and the sword that ended the black dragon seemed to have no power to resist, but the hardships were only known to Pang Jiu.

After all, it is a black dragon in the middle stage of the Immortal Emperor, and Pang Jiu is only in the early stage of the Immortal Emperor.

After searching the black dragon's lair, Pang Jiu didn't have time to choose another place to potentially heal his injuries in the black dragon's lair.

At the last moment, the black dragon used the curse of the dragon clan to spray a mouthful of filthy blood on Pang Jiu's body, and he needed to force this filthy blood out.

This filthy blood pulled the blood of Pang Jiu's whole body, causing Pang Jiu's blood to continue to boil and show signs of necrosis. It seems to be poisonous but not poisonous, and the boiling of blood causes blood to continue to ooze under Pang Jiu's skin, and the internal organs are even more unbearable.

The messy ground was restored to calm, and the explorers were finally ushered in, including fairy beasts and monks. Looking at the ruins, they couldn't help but fantasize about the battle at that time.

At the same time, a special "person" was ushered in, and the immortal beasts around him who appeared respectfully retreated. This person was dressed in white and had the air of a Confucian scholar.

"Venerable, Xuanya was beheaded, along with his companion. Done by one person. However, a certain pair is not the breath of any monk in the fairy world. The strange thing is that its breath is for the people of the fairy world. ”

After some investigation, the white-clothed Confucian took out a bead, said something to the bead, and left.

It reappeared shortly thereafter. Disappear again, in appearance.

After two hours of repetition, the white-clothed Confucian disappeared.

In the next half month, the white-clothed Confucian reappeared here from time to time without any regularity.

"There's no reason, this person really hasn't left yet, but why can't he find it? It's strange, but its qi is indeed within a thousand miles of this. ”

The white-clothed Confucian man's nose kept stirring and sniffing.

As far as the eye can see, many places within a radius of thousands of miles have been dug one pit after another, many pits, and they are very deep pits.

I don't know who cut it, but every pit has the marks of its paws, clear or faint.

"I don't know what the use of these little cubs is, they have all dug up this radius for thousands of miles and haven't seen a reason for it, alas, it seems that you still have to do it yourself, otherwise the Venerable will return and suffer so-and-so."

I saw the white-clothed Confucian muttering, only to see a wave of his hand, and a pit hundreds of zhang deep appeared on the ground within a radius of ten miles.

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"I didn't expect this filthy blood to be a blessing to Ben Shao, and the blood demon skill has improved again. ”

Pang Jiu, who was wrapped in the blood flame of the rolling purple gold in the thousand-foot-deep underground of the black dragon's lair, spat out a mouthful of blood clots as black as ink, and then sensed the shaking of the ground.