The gray dragon's breath was flat and slender, like a blunt knife, flying into the exploding fire pill, and the firelight everywhere it passed was out of the way, and the impact of the qi wave was also divided in half, but it didn't delay the dragon's breath for half a moment. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The two Jindan real people stretched out four big hands, held them on the combined magic weapon spear, and then stabbed forward together, the tip of the spear converged with cold light, and collided with the dragon's breath.

The magic weapon spear broke inch by inch, and the two Jindan real people flew back quickly, and two wings composed of countless iron feathers stretched out from the back of the senior brother, flapping the huge wind, grabbing the shoulders of the junior brother and flying up.

The gray dragon's breath flashed, and the junior brother let out a miserable scream, his legs were broken at the knees, and blood was spilled in the air.

"Senior brother, are you okay?" Senior brother was a little annoyed, if he was faster, he would be able to completely dodge the attack of Dragon Breath, and he would not let his junior brother lose his legs.

"Senior brother, I can hold it, it's just a pair of legs, it's a big deal to find two magic weapons to replace. The junior brother bit and said, the broken meridians of his legs began to entangle, and the blood vessels were blocked and the bleeding stopped.

Qingjiao sent two dragon breaths in a row, which consumed a lot, and finally stopped, holding Ying Tengjiao to stand out from everyone.

"If you just order two pounds like this, then I'm sorry, leave your life and bury it with the Divine Hook Gate!" Ying Tengjiao said coldly

"Who will accompany you to the funeral, what a big breath. ”

A cyan air stream flew in, and countless fragments tumbled in the air flow, looking like dense fish scales, but countless times larger than fish scales.

The airflow looked at this, revealing the figure of the Changling real person of the Bailing Palace, he didn't say a word, and stretched out his hand to Ying Tengjiao, and the airflow around him gathered, forming a long spike.

The spikes instantly crossed a distance of 100 meters and appeared in front of Ying Tengjiao, and the next moment they were about to pierce his throat.

Ying Tengjiao's hair stood up all over his body, and the frog under the feet of the crazy envoy rolled up, and the frog's tail was broad and powerful, slapping the spikes.

The spikes sounded the sound of porcelain breaking, broken into countless sections under the slapping of the frog's tail, and then dispersed into a stream of air, returning to Changling Zhenren.

"Changling Zhenren, Qingjiao's dragon breath is powerful, you have to be careful. The three Jindan real people reminded them.

"It's just a mixed-race hybrid, the dragon's blood is so thin that it almost disappears, and it deserves to be compared to the real dragon. Changling Zhenren looked at the giant frog with a look of disdain.

At this moment, Ying Tengjiao also saw the origin of Changlong Zhenren, the beast control sect in the overseas immortal cultivation world was headed by the beast control sect, while the land was respected by the Bailing Palace, and the two sides must be divided as soon as they meet.

"What a crazy tone, how about you come to fight my frog, let me see the beast control method of Bailing Palace. Ying Tengjiao said provocatively.

"Your frog dragon breath is amazing, coincidentally, I also have dragon breath, let's compare!"

Diamond-shaped scales slowly appeared on Changling Zhenren's body, these scales were convex and overlapped, flashing with metallic luster, and the body covered by the scales slowly elongated, turning into a half-human, half-dragon look.

"This is, the Green Dragon Spirit Body. ”

Ying Tengjiao read all the classics in the door and knew that there were hundreds of beast spirit bodies in the Bailing Palace, which were divided into four paths: dragons, phoenixes, turtles and tigers, and the vision exposed by Changling Zhenren at this time was like an extremely powerful green dragon spirit body.

There are tens of millions of true dragons in the world, but they are all descendants of the ancient Nine Dragons, and the biggest difference is the shape of the scales, the scales of the green dragon are diamond-shaped, with metallic luster.

The frog under Ying Tengjiao's feet has a trace of the blood of the green dragon in its body, but after tens of millions of years, these bloodlines have almost disappeared, and the scales on the body are slightly angular and have no metallic luster.

"Okay, Qinglong Spirit Body, it's just a lame imitation of the Divine Beast, see if your spirit body is powerful, or my Qingjiao is powerful. ”

Under Ying Tengjiao's control, the frog launched the dragon's breath again, this time more violently than the previous two combined, the air within a kilometer around it was absorbed, the mane on the frog's neck stood up like a steel needle, the long body swelled up, and the scales stood upright.

A saucer-like flat dragon's breath flew out, gray and inconspicuous, but at the edges, the space was cut into black fine lines.

Chang Ling's real spirit body was exerted to the extreme, two sharp horns protruded on his forehead, which looked like they would puncture the skin at any time, and in his open mouth, his teeth turned into two rows of fine sharp cones.

The same gray aura flew out, slender like a shuttle, and in the pointed part, it actually pierced the space, gathering a small black ball.

The two dragon breaths broke through the air silently, colliding together, and suddenly it was like breaking an ink jar, the air was soaked in pitch black, and the dragon's breath could not withstand the impact, scattered into countless gray air currents, constantly dancing in the air, and occasionally falling to the ground, immediately bringing a large number of casualties.

In the area of the collision, the gray air flow formed a huge ball, which was filled with the aura of death, and none of the Jindan real people present dared to set foot in it, which was full of destructive dragon breath.

In the gray gas ball, a slender dragon breath suddenly flew out, and when you look closely, it seems to be a shrunken dragon breath, from the hand of Changling Zhenren.

Ying Tengjiao's face changed, he knew the power of the dragon's breath, and he absolutely couldn't resist it, so he immediately grabbed the mane of the frog.

The frog was in pain, the head and tail of the Jiao began to curl, and the body of nearly a thousand meters was entrenched, and it turned into a 100-meter ball, putting Ying Teng Jiaohu in the center.

The dragon's breath stabbed into the body of the frog, and a ten-meter pit suddenly exploded, and the flesh and blood flew sideways, and the scales splashed, revealing a row of ribs.

If it weren't for the fact that Qingjiao contained a trace of weak dragon blood in his body, which invisibly offset most of the power of the dragon's breath, I am afraid that this blow of dragon's breath would be enough to cut off Qingzhou's waist and kill Ying Tengjiao.

Ying Tengjiao escaped, looking at the dying frog, his heart ached, most of his strength was on the frog, and he must not let it be damaged again.

Ying Tengjiao took out the spirit beast bag and faced the frog Jiao, and his huge body slowly became smaller and flew towards the inside of the spirit beast bag.

Changling Zhenren opened his mouth and was about to speak, when he suddenly looked into the distance, revealing a dumbfounded expression.

Beyond the beach, on the boundless sea, at this moment it was already densely packed with monks, or treading the waves, or flying against the wind, or shuttling through the air, and there was not a single open space as far as the eye could see.

"All beings are like ants. ”

There is such a saying in the world of cultivating immortals, which means that all living beings are mortals, not only large in number but also weak in strength, in the eyes of immortal cultivators, there is no difference between them and mediocre ants.

At this moment, Changling Zhenren looked at the overwhelming number of monks, and this sentence suddenly jumped out of his heart, because there were too many people.

The seven branches of the Great Sect in East Antarctica, together with all the scattered cultivators, add up to only 200,000.

And the monks who filled the sea and sky in front of him were no less than 100,000, and they were all above the foundation realm, and even some existed in the crowd, not weaker than Changling Zhenren at all, as if they were Jindan Zhenren who led the team.

Changling Zhenren's gaze swept over, and he had already seen the existence of hundreds of Jindan real people, which was not bad, because a large number of Jindan real people were crowded, and the Yuanying Great Cultivator also began to appear. (To be continued.) )