As the words of the Mochuan Demon King fell, I saw that the endless demonic qi on his body evolved into the appearance of a divine dragon, with two horns on his head and four claws on his abdomen, entangled with each other one by one, circling and flying towards the Jinshui Jiao King. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This divine power was enveloped in boundless power, and the demon clans in Mochuan and the nearby waters all felt this terrifying aura.

I saw that the demonic aura of Mochuan was emanating, and the water of Mochuan River roared into the sky, turning into a series of divine dragons in the air, with hideous faces, teeth and claws, vicious and abnormal, exuding a suffocating aura!

These dragons, a hundred meters long, have dozens of them, and the ferocity they exude is unimaginably terrifying!

Dozens of dragons traverse the sky, circling and dancing in the background of endless thunder and dark clouds, and the sound of dragon chanting comes and goes, making people feel like they have come to the ancient flood period!

This magic power is Mochuan's hole card, and even he can't use it easily.

King Jiao was affected by the King of Golden Scales, and there was a slight delay in the control of the water flow, causing Mo Chuan to take advantage of the weakness, and the two divine dragons swayed and slammed into King Jiao's body.

Countless scales flew and blood splattered.

The Jiao King was very jealous of this divine power, raised his voice and roared, and rolled up a curtain of water around his body, protecting himself, and the water surged, forming a huge whirlpool, resisting the rest of the divine dragons.

He is a Jiao clan, and when he meets the dragon, he instinctively feels afraid.

But at this time, the Jiaowang was fierce and powerful, which greatly diluted this instinct.

"Nine fierce blows, spinning the sky!"

King Jiao leaned down and raised his head, roaring angrily, as if rushing out of the abyss, with a fierce momentum, twisting his body and rising to the sky.

Flipping and fluttering, after a few weeks, the Jiaowang suddenly rolled his tail, raised his triangular head, opened his dorsal fin, and looked at the flying dragon in front of him viciously.

The body circled rapidly, rolling up a waterspout that covered the sky, and broke through the dark clouds of the sky.

The huge water tornado involved all the gods and dragons in it, turning into the most primitive aura and dissipating into the water, but how could the divine power of Jianxi be so easily broken, under the control of Mo Chuan, the remaining divine dragons merged into one, glaring angrily at the Jiaowang hovering on the waterspout, and suddenly exploded.

The space was torn apart, and the water vapor turned into nothingness.

Since the divine power is called the Divine Dragon Hatred, how can it be so simple.

Jianwei is famous for revenge, even if he is broken, he must also take revenge!

The dragon shattered, and the waterspout with the Jiaowang was also destroyed, and the huge tearing force caught the Jiaowang off guard, and he wanted to tear off his body.

It's also thanks to the strong body of the dragon, so it's fine.

"Jiaowang, you are defeated!"

The Mochuan Demon King turned into a human form, condescendingly looked at the Jiao King who was struggling to float on the water, and sneered.

The Jiao King also turned into his original form and looked at the Mochuan Demon King coldly.

The Mochuan Demon King was also a little out of strength, fighting so hard with the Jiaowang so much, and forcibly resisting the Jiaowang's blue Jiaolong supernatural power with his body, and forcibly controlling the Jianhua Change, the Mochuan Demon King at this time was not as beautiful as it seemed.

"You can't kill this king. ”

Jiao Wang chuckled lightly and looked at the Golden Scale King on the side.

"He used his essence blood and supernatural powers, he wanted to fight for my control of water and qi, and was injured by my supernatural powers, and at this time he had already injured Neidan, if he forcibly made a move, I was afraid that he would fall into the realm of the Great Demon King, do you think he will help you?"

Mo Chuan's face changed, he looked at the Golden Scale King, and when he saw that he was ashamed, he scolded secretly, "Waste!"

This also can't complain about the Golden Scale King, although he is a big demon king, but the cultivation realm is not as deep as the Jiaowang, and there is also a competition with the Jiaowang for water and gas control, a goldfish and a Jiaolong compete, he can affect the Jiaowang, which is already very good.

"Mo Chuan, you are indeed very powerful, but the dragon clan has declined, this Heishui River will eventually be the world of my Jiao clan, today this king lost, but this matter, I will not rest!"

King Jiao glanced at Mo Chuan deeply, he had already made up his mind, Mo Chuan would definitely not be able to keep him, and when he returned to Jinshui and healed his injuries, he would go to the master of the Jiao clan and get rid of Mo Chuan!

"Are you really a person you can go, and dare to threaten this king?"

Mo Chuan sneered, although he was not in a good state at this time, it was still possible to deal with a seriously injured Jiao King, it was a big deal to hurt the enemy by a thousand and lose himself by eight hundred.

"Do you dare to kill this king? Don't forget, Eight Paws will definitely send someone to watch, if you kill me, you will definitely be seriously injured, Eight Claws will not let go of this opportunity!"

King Jiao felt the monstrous killing intent in Mo Chuan's eyes and exclaimed in surprise.

"Eight Claws dare to snatch Mochuan? Is it true that my dragon clan is not a vegetarian? No matter how decayed the dragon clan is, it is still a first-class clan in the waters!"

The Mochuan Demon King laughed loudly, the corners of his mouth curled deeply.

"Moreover, my dragon clan has already sent people here, even the eight claws are here, and this king is not afraid!"

King Jiao was silent, the Demon King of Mochuan was right, behind Mochuan was the entire Dragon Clan, although the power of the Jiao Clan in Heishui Hanoi was respected, but the Dragon Clan was also not to be underestimated, otherwise the two clans would not have been in a stalemate for so long.

The Eight-Clawed Great Demon King is just a scattered demon, although he is also a desolate alien, but he does not have the bloodline of the Dragon Clan Jiao Clan, and without the protection of these two forces, he really does not dare to seize the domain of Mochuan.

If the Mochuan Demon King hadn't had a dragon clan behind him, Eight Claws would definitely take this opportunity to snatch the Crystal Palace, after all, this one had never been soft when robbing other water tribe resources.

However, the dragon clan is already about to send someone here, and it must be the Great Demon King, so there is no need to worry.

King Jiao sighed in his heart, since the dragon clan had already sent people, it proved that what he thought in his heart was that everything was a conspiracy of the dragon clan. It seems that the dragon clan has been silent for a long time, and they are no longer willing to succumb to the name of the Jiao clan in the Heishui River.

"If you want to kill me, you won't be happy! Do you really think that this king has a false reputation?"

That's all there is to say, and it's useless to say more.

King Jiao understood that if Mo Chuan was not afraid that he would be seriously injured, he would really have to fight hard, otherwise if he was not careful, he would die.

Both of them were seriously injured, but the Jiaowang was relatively heavier, and there was a golden scale around him.

The King of Golden Scales was willing to give up Qi Shui, which King Jiao did not expect.

The heavy rain is majestic and the demonic atmosphere is pervasive, this day is destined to be extraordinary.

......

King Jiao did not die, but fled.

The Golden Scale King Demon Pill was almost shattered by the Jiao King, afraid that he would fall into the realm of the Great Demon King, and his strength was a little weaker when he shot, and the Jiao King resisted the Golden Scale Spell with his physical body and took the opportunity to run out.

The Mochuan Demon King was afraid that someone outside would answer the Jiao King, so he didn't pursue it, and beat the golden scales with one claw and vomited blood, tearing the Jiao King's two demon kings' subordinates apart, which made him feel better.

"What a wasted opportunity!"

Mo Chuan's expression became more and more cold, and he had no choice but to sigh.

"Sea of blood, Jiao Ling'er is dead without accident, go to the Crystal Palace to take out Jiao Ling'er's corpse and hang it for me to hang outside Mochuan to expose to the sun!

After Mo Chuan finished speaking, he dismissed the two demon kings and the golden scales, and walked towards the inner hall alone, he was injured and didn't want to expose his side in front of his subordinates.

Walking slowly, Mo Chuan frowned and turned around.

"Immortal weapon!"

Under the head-on photo of a large golden cloth bag, Mo Chuan's eyes were dark, and he was completely unconscious...