The huge ash ancestral dragon that was nearly three hundred meters tall stood up, its four wings spread, directly submerging half of the imperial city in the shadows.

Hundreds of glittering ropes tugged at the Ash Ancestral Dragon, making it difficult for him to move an inch, but as a dragon, the Ash Ancestral Dragon's long-range attack ability was also very powerful.

He opened his mouth and spewed out a scorching fire, like a volcanic eruption, towards the palace.

The invisible shield protected the imperial city, with white hair and white beard, as if Yang was dozens of years old, and flew slowly in front of the shield. The five white Demon Movement Kings stood in five directions, and their bodies exuded bright light.

Wang Yi, outside the shield.

The shield is in an invisible state on weekdays, and Wang Yi really didn't know that he actually came to the outside of the shield, but Wang Yi firmly believed that this was deliberately arranged by the plot!

Jumping into the air, Wang Yi's hands were raised high, and among the two huge magic arrays, the steel giant hands of the Dragon God appeared.

"Moonlight Guardian! Thousands of miles of ice!"

The two skills were used, and a light curtain protected Wang Yi, and at the same time, a strong cold air sprayed towards the flames.

The cold air cooled some of the flames, and the light curtain protected Wang Yi. Within two seconds of this, Wang Yi summoned a huge dragon god.

Rumble!

The two-hundred-meter-tall giant Demon King fell to the ground and sank into the ground for more than a meter.

The power of the Dragon God exceeds the main body, and Wang Yi naturally will not be stupid not to use it. Moreover, this huge Demon King can also increase his HP by a hundred times, and with the blessing of the Guardian of the Passive Blood Recovery Skill, Wang Yi is definitely not easy to kill!

"Super Thunder God Change! Ten times!"

Wang Yi directly enhanced this state skill to the maximum, pulled out the sword of the sword king behind him, and the black power that symbolized the power of space spread over it.

"Extradimensional Slash!"

Under this blow, the attack power of tens of billions is terrifying.

The Sword King's sword, which was wrapped in black space power, skyrocketed into a 400-meter sword, carrying a great ferocity, and slashed down with one sword!

Even if it was an Ember Ancestral Dragon, it felt threatened.

He raised his arm, and the wonderful power gathered in his hand, forming a shield in front of him.

The Sword King's sword slashed down diagonally, splitting the shield in two, and cutting off the arm of the Ash Ancestral Dragon in half, and then continued to move towards the Ash Ancestral Dragon's body, but only advanced a little, and was stuck inside.

In the blink of an eye, the arm recovered, the sword wound recovered, and the strong muscles stuck the sword of the Sword King to prevent it from coming out.

Wang Yi hurriedly canceled the amplification skill, the four-hundred-meter sword was restored, and at the same time, a lion light dragon punched over.

The power of the Demon Realm Restraint has been getting stronger, but the Ash Ancestral Dragon has consumed some strength to recover from its injuries. Under the influence of one another, the Ash Ancestral Dragon was pulled a few hundred meters at once, and half of the wings on its back entered the great rift in the space.

"The time suddenly became five minutes!" Wang Yi looked at the time on the panel and said in his heart.

It seems that the closer the Ash Ancestral Dragon is to the spatial rift, the faster it will go back, and the shorter the time it needs to hold on. It's a pity that such a thing can only be used once for the time being.

The move just now consumed most of his magic power, and it was still daytime, and the passive skill Moon Night Song recovered a little magic every second, but to maintain the existence of the Dragon God, Wang Yi had to pay a little magic every second, which means that the magic power did not increase, which is not good.

After thinking about it, he still decided to cancel the Dragon God, on the one hand, it can restore its magic power, and on the other hand, if it is small, it is also convenient to dodge, and his purpose is only to delay time.

The two wings of the Ash Ancestral Dragon were trapped and clinging to the spatial rift, which made it impossible for him to attack with his close-range ability, and he could only choose a ranged attack skill.

"Die, die, die!"

The Ash Ancestral Dragon roared unwillingly, and eight rays of light shot out of its eight eyes, flying towards Wang Yi.

Wang Yi hurriedly dodged, but the expected explosion did not come, and he turned his head to see that the eight rays of light actually turned around and followed after he dodged.

"I've heard of tracking missiles, but I haven't seen tracking rays!"

Wang Yi complained in his heart, but the movements under his feet were not slow.

After the physical body cultivation reached the middle stage of the Twelve Heavenly Gates, the thickness of the Qi and Blood Divine Light was nearly a foot, and it looked like a humanoid light bulb from a distance.

The body cultivation stunt Eight Dragon Fist harnesses the divine light of qi and blood, turning into lightning and clinging to the two legs. And the innate qi also flows to the leg meridians, which greatly enhances the speed.

Eight Dragon Fist Thunder Dragon Flash + Six Divine Tricks Thunder God Disease!

The white light flashed, and Wang Yi drew white lines on the ground. If this speed goes to the DC world in the future, it should be able to compete with the Flash.

Eight tracking rays followed closely behind Wang Yi, although it was called light, but this skill was not the speed of light, otherwise Wang Yi wouldn't have to flash at all, and he would have to die.

The two played a chase scene on the ground, one after the other.

At first, the Ash Ancestral Dragon still had the pleasure of playing cat and mouse, but after a while, the power of the Demon Realm was still increasing, and he realized that time was slowly passing, and the time for his return to the Demon Realm was coming.

It can be seen that this guy's IQ is really touching.

"Three minutes to go!"

Wang Yi laughed, feeling a little tired. The innate qi is okay, but the qi and blood divine light is manifested by one's own physical strength, and the consumption of this thing is equivalent to consuming one's own physical strength.

The maximum horsepower ran for two minutes, but the consumption was very large, and Wang Yi felt that his speed had slowed down greatly.

Suddenly, the traced rays vanished.

The Ash Ancestral Dragon stomped on both feet vigorously, and the crimson energy spread throughout the entire fifth layer in the blink of an eye.

Wang Yi felt bad and jumped into the air.

Bang!

It's like the sound of a coke shaking and suddenly opening the cap. Under the red energy, the ground of the entire fifth layer erupted, first countless cracks appeared, and then a terrifying flame erupted, spreading throughout the fifth layer.

This flame only erupted more than fifty meters, and Wang Yi jumped down, and it was already nearly 100 meters in the air, so naturally it couldn't hurt him. But under the heat of the flames, all the rocks and dirt melted, and the flames merged into golden-red magma.

Above the barrier of the Imperial City, there was a sneering sound, it was magma scorching this barrier.

Inside the enchantment, Yang Slow threw out a white light with both hands, shining on the enchantment, and the Wutai Demon King also made a similar move, and the strength of the enchantment suddenly increased greatly.

"Flying Shadow!"

Wang Yi shouted in mid-air, and his figure fell down against gravity. But a black shadow flew in, grabbed Wang Yi, and took him to fly into the sky, it was the flying shadow among the black shadow soldiers.

The Ash Ancestral Dragon stepped on the magma, as if it was stepping on flat ground, and majestic red energy continued to emit out. The lava rolls like the sea, setting off waves and the heat is terrifying.

A lava hand suddenly took shape and grabbed towards Wang Yi.

"Up, up!" Wang Yi yelled.

Flying Shadow immediately vibrated its wings and headed high into the air.

Two hundred meters!

Three hundred meters!

Six hundred meters!

A thousand meters!

Up! Up!

There is no need to look back at all, the burning feeling that the back is about to be roasted, clearly tells Wang Yi that the hand of lava is behind him!