Seeing that the sword rain was coming, the scale armor on his body suddenly soared into the sky, condensing into a huge scale lion above his head, the whole body was golden, as if it was cast in gold, and the body was not fur, but a thick layer of scales, shining and dazzling, and the vast pressure was surging.

The eyes of the golden scaled lion were like bright lights, the light was blazing, and with a roar in the sky, it shook the heavens and the earth, and invisible waves of qi rose up to the sky, tearing apart large clouds and blowing away all the silver sword rain.

"This is the scale lion of the Golden Lion Clan, the terrifying existence of the bloodline atavism. ”

"Legend has it that the golden lion is a descendant of the ancient divine beast Qilin, and it seems that it is true, it can actually give birth to scales, and its strength has definitely increased by more than one point. ”

"This set of scale armor is amazing, it is actually the scales shed by the scale lion, if it contains a trace of the blood of the unicorn, it is more precious than the immortal weapon. ”

"Yes, it seems that Niu Er, the head of the four demon kings, is not easy to deal with, and there is a good show. "There is no shortage of demon clans in the audience who are watching the excitement, discussing a lot, commenting on their tastes, and speculating on the outcome of this battle.

"Haha, Niu Er, this young master is a scaly lion armor, it is a divine object in my clan, indestructible, this strength is not enough to even tickle, if you have the ability, you will fight me again." ”

As soon as Jin Jiu saw that his body was fine, he suddenly became arrogant, and shouted arrogantly at Niu Er, and said, "Later, I will let you taste the power of Young Master Ben, let you obediently send your little maid to death, and let you watch how Lao Tzu tortured her." ”

Niu Er's face suddenly sank, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes, the spider was a piece of his scale, and no one could touch it.

"Hey, this kid is going to be unlucky, he dares to provoke the second brother. ”

Not far from the battle platform, Xiong Yue took a sip of high-grade spiritual tea, threw a bright red fruit into his mouth, and preached vaguely.

"Hehe, this kind of beast should have been killed, if he hadn't escaped fast last time, he would have been killed by the second brother a long time ago. ”

Huo Wuyi casually swept across the stage, his eyes nervously looking at the other hand, a red bird dancing in the palm of his hand, the red golden flame was burning, the void was roasted and twisted, but there was not the slightest heat next to it.

"The fifth master is right, this guy dares to ** my sister Spider, chop it into meat sauce and feed it to the dogs, and he dislikes his ugly meat. The rat poison on the side shouted indignantly, carefully bypassed the fire without blame, and picked up the teapot to fill the quiet spider with a cup.

"The Golden Lion Clan's Golden Scale Armor has a strong defense, how can it be so easy to break, aren't you worried that Niu Er will be killed?" Kong Linglong stretched her snow-white neck, Allure's face was full of curiosity, and her big black and white eyes blinked, looking at everyone.

A few people laughed and remained silent, which made her angry.

The fog on the battle platform slowly rose, and the gray mist was filled, covering the area around Niu Er's body, making it difficult for people to see through.

"Niu Er, don't bluff, do you have the ability to come out and fight with Young Master Ben for three hundred rounds, and hide as a shrinking turtle?" Jin Jiu was extremely arrogant, stepped back more than ten zhang, left the area shrouded in haze, and shouted loudly.

"Hey, this fog is a little weird, and our divine thoughts can't even penetrate it, even if it goes in the slightest, it will disappear without a trace. "Someone whispered in the sky.

"Well, I heard that this little demon has a formation, which can isolate divine thoughts, so that people can not distinguish between directions, and they want to be this thing. ”

As if in response to Jin Jiu's shout, the dense fog rolled violently, stretching out a palm of two sizes, and all the surging spiritual energy on the battle platform converged on this hand, making it even more solid and solid, and even the palm prints were clearly visible.

The giant hand slapped down, the wind howled in the air, and collided with the golden scale lion, and there was a loud bang on the battle platform, and the golden and white light burst out, and the streamer splashed, making the surrounding pale cyan barriers agitated and almost shattered.

Many demon clans on the spotter couldn't help but gasp, the first time the two really fought each other, they were so powerful. Not far away, Niu Dahei was even more dumbfounded, almost biting off his tongue. ...

This is also too terrifying, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his head, he was very glad that he didn't fight with Niu Er, he was not a golden lion young master, he had a treasure armor to protect himself, such a blow, and he didn't shoot himself into meat puree.

The light dissipated, and when everyone looked again, they found that the big hand stretched out in the dense fog had shrunk in a circle, but it continued to devour the surrounding aura, and it didn't take much effort to restore to its original size, and its power was undiminished.

And the young master of the Golden Lion Clan is not so chic, the long golden hair is scattered behind him, and the golden scale lion on his head is even more wolf-bèi, half of his head is smashed, one of his claws is also dissipated, and a large piece of scale armor falls off all over his body, and the luster is dull.

Jin Jiu's face turned red, he was ashamed, and the invincible divine armor that he boasted of was almost broken, this was a naked slap in the face.

The whole body was full of true qi, the golden scale armor was shining, and the golden lion on his head was alive again. At the same time, he took out a white war sword, which was crystal clear, with a faint bloody aura emanating, and terrifying coercive fluctuations, which was breathtaking, and at first glance it was a great murderous weapon.

"Niu Er, you take my sword again. ”

Jin Jiu roared and jumped into the air, the long sword in his hand emitted a thousand divine light, breaking through the sky, the mighty pressure rolled like a tide, overwhelming, and collided fiercely with the cyan halo around the battle platform, making waves, and the runes on it kept flickering, so that they could barely resist.

"What a powerful sword, could it be the holy sword of the Golden Lion Clan?" someone in the audience exclaimed.

"No, it is rumored that it is an immortal weapon, and Jin Jiu can't urge it, so it's probably an imitation. After an older demon took a closer look, he shook his head and said.

"The imitations are so powerful, how powerful are the immortal weapons?"

"Hehe, the old man has never seen it, but I heard the legend of the ancestors, with a blow from the fairy sword, the Wanli Mountains turned into nothingness, the sky rained thunder, the earth gushed magma, and there was no grass in a hundred years, and the vitality was cut off. ”

"Hiss......"

The people around him gasped, their eyes were full of horror, and it was impossible to guess how powerful the gods were. At the same time, he was also in awe of the Golden Lion Clan of Jiutou Mountain, and he had a few different thoughts in his heart.

"I'm afraid this weapon is also refined by a master of the Mahayana period, otherwise it wouldn't have such power. The old man sighed, staring intently at the two on the stage.

The young master of the golden lion was in mid-air and roared in the sky, his whole body's true qi was poured into the long sword in his hand, and the cold light of the snow-white and crystal divine sword soared, shooting out a hundred zhang white sword rays, and the void trembled, as if a rag was torn by the divine sword, and slashed towards the ground with invincible might.

The gray mist seems to be boiling, blue, white, purple, black, green, five colors rotate, each time it changes, the color of the mist is deeper, after nine times, it is like purple ink, black pressure like a dark cloud falling, enveloping the entire platform.

"Sneer....... ”

The hundred-zhang long sword cut into the thick fog, but it did not split into two as people expected, and the sharp grinding sound was extremely harsh, like iron inserting into a hard stone, which was extremely difficult.

A trace of panic flashed in Jin Jiu's eyes, a flush rose on his snow-white face, and his true qi was almost exhausted, but at this time, the two were deadlocked, how could they retreat, gritted their teeth, merged their swords, and stabbed downward.

Unexpectedly, a huge palm suddenly rose from the thick fog like ink, and slapped it fiercely on his body under his horrified gaze.

"Boom. ”

With a bang, Jin Jiu's figure flew back upside down, hit the shield of the battle platform, and fell on the cold diamond, spitting blood from his mouth, his eyes were red, and he was full of incred.

If it weren't for the moment just now, the Golden Lion Scale Armor blocked most of the power, I'm afraid that a single blow would have slammed him into flesh.

The dense fog contracted suddenly, revealing Niu Er's not burly figure, with an expressionless face, holding Jin Jiu's proud divine sword in his hand, crystal clear, cold and bright, striding forward.