Nine Kills followed with nine blood shadows, ignoring the young general and swarming up, trying to snatch the folding fan. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The young general's three-edged mace pointed forward, and a circular water pattern was born, and the lines of the water pattern were clear, like a charm. When Nine Kills saw this water pattern, they immediately retreated.

The young general calmly pocketed the folding fan, and at the same time, a red light was born in the three-edged mace, and the young man in white was included in the wedge. These triangular maces seem ordinary, but they have spatial attributes.

Ling Yue in the distance raised the stick body, which was equivalent to climbing high and looking into the distance, taking in the situation in the field, and said in his heart: There is another powerful person, today is really lively.

In the distance, a large number of Dragon Palace troops were drawn up, and the person who led it was Ao Guang, the lord of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea.

Ao Guangren arrived before he could say anything: "Bold Moang, if you come to the lonely East China Sea, you won't come to worship, and you want to beat my guests in the East China Sea, how can this be reasonable!"

Mo Ang forced his eyes to kill the nine kills, and replied loudly: "Uncle, there is a demon path here, and I will apologize to you when I accept this demon dao!"

Nine Kills' heart was shocked, and he said, "It turns out that you are Mo Ang! You are worthy of your name, you have two hits, but you are definitely not my Nine Kills' enemy!" Before the words fell, he raised his head to the sky and roared, this howl was sharp and thorough, and then the nine evil ghosts also roared.

Nine Kills pounced on Moang with a crescent shovel, and the nine demons harassed him, making Moang appear rather passive.

Ao Guang frowned slightly, and shouted to the soldiers in the rear: "Soldiers, take down this demon with me!"

Thousands of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, the yaksha who patrols the sea, swarmed up. But I heard Mo Ang shouting: "Uncle, to deal with this demon, the little nephew alone is enough, and there is no need for other people's assistants, so as not to make people underestimate my Four Seas Clan!"

In the middle of speaking, a demon approached Moang and bit him on the left shoulder.

Mo Ang didn't say a word, the lightning flashed around his body, the thunder roared, and his body rolled into a thirty-zhang red dragon. The dragon's mouth was wide open, and he swallowed the evil spirit into its belly.

The evil ghost was destroyed, the nine kills suffered a backlash, spit out a mouthful of blood, and the action of the attack was also sluggish. Mo Ang was so smart that he knew that the opportunity could not be missed, and he swept the nine kills with one blow of the dragon swinging its tail. The hind paws opened, piercing through Nine Kills' heads and bodies at once, pressing Nine Kills to the bottom of the water.

Regardless of the gods and demons, the head is destroyed, unless there is a secret method to save life or a panacea to protect the body in time, there is no doubt that he will die. While Ao Guang breathed a sigh of relief for Mo Ang, there was also a trace of indescribable strangeness in his eyes. After a while, he shouted: "Virtuous nephew is brave, strengthen my water tribe!" He was about to order Ming Jin to withdraw his troops, when an evil aura burst out.

Immediately after, nine blood shadows flew out from under Moang's dragon claws and pounced on the water tribe army.

In the distance, Ling Yue saw that the nine blood shadows seemed to have wings, and they looked like long snakes on the surface, and after careful consideration, they seemed to be more like a bird creature. Xin Dao: "My body is a golden hoop stick is already very strange, I didn't expect that there are so many strange bodies in this world, there are red dragons in the front, and nine kills galloping in the back, compared with them, the advantages and disadvantages of this golden hoop stick are obvious, but it is a little inferior." ”

The dragon king was first shocked and then angry, and after hurriedly summoning the dragon ball to protect his body, he shouted loudly: "Bold!" But while he spoke, the nine blood shadows had already rushed into the army, as if they had entered a no-man's land, leaving only a blood mist everywhere they went.

Moang was startled, and harnessed the thunder and lightning to rush into the blood mist. Where the lightning swept through, the blood mist disintegrated. It's just that there is too much blood mist, and it increases faster than it is destroyed.

"Get out of here!" shouted Moang.

At this time, the dragon king also reacted, and his voice trembled and beckoned the group of sailors to retreat.

The dragon swam in the deep sea, and the red dragon's body coiled in the blood mist, driving the surrounding waters to coil as well. Moang is worthy of being the prince of the dragon clan, and he controls the waters with precision, separating the waters polluted by blood mist from ordinary waters.

The Dragon King commanded most of the water army to flee in embarrassment, he watched from a distance as Moang fought with the Nine Killings, and he had the heart to help, but there was always a trace of fear in his heart that lingered, making him feel as if he was nailed, without the slightest movement.

In the waters controlled by Moang, more than a thousand Aquarium soldiers had been swallowed by the blood mist, their skin and flesh festering, and only the white bones and stiff carapaces were left floating with the current.

In order to keep the blood mist from affecting the water tribe army, Moang tried to control this side of the water to move in the opposite direction, and this direction was the direction where Ling Yue was.

Ling Yue could see that Mo Ang was fighting very hard with the Nine Kills, on the surface, he controlled the water area and controlled the spread of the blood mist, but in fact, if he was not careful, he would be found by the Nine Kills, and when the time came, not only would the blood mist spread, but it was not certain whether Mo Ang's own life could be saved.

He looked at the Dragon King of the East China Sea in the distance, but saw that the powerful Dragon King of the East China Sea was blue-faced, and he didn't know what he was thinking when he didn't move.

There was thunder in the deep sea, and the lightning flickered, and Prince Moang controlled the swirling waters with a diameter of more than a mile and a height of more than a hundred zhang to approach Ling Yue.

Ling Yue felt that the height and diameter of the stick body were already large enough, but in the face of this huge confined water, it still seemed insignificant, and the world of Journey to the West was really exciting.

However, as the waters swirled and moved, the red blood mist seemed to show signs of breaking free. A winged shadow protruded from the waters, and when it was about to break away from the waters, a snake-like dragon roared and struck the blood shadow back into the waters.

Another blood shadow protruded from the other side of the water, and the lightning roared away, striking back the blood shadow.

The battle between the Blood Shadow and the Lightning became more and more, and Moang spent more and more effort on it, causing his control over the waters to weaken, causing the diameter of the waters to continue to increase. The shape of the water was originally a cylinder, but now it is crooked.

Even Ling Yue could see that Prince Moang was not supportive, and the Dragon King of the East China Sea could naturally see it, but his expression changed uncertainly, and he always stood still like a stake. As for the army behind him, he was already in a hurry, and although Prime Minister Gui was relatively calm, his eyes kept rolling, and he didn't know what the hell he was thinking.

The water area is getting closer and closer to Ling Yue, which puts a lot of pressure on Ling Yue. Ling Yue didn't like this feeling of insignificance, so he controlled the rod body to get bigger and taller, and soon he would not lose to this water.

He saw the red dragon hovering above the water, and saw that the dragon had a hideous face, blood at the corners of its mouth, and countless small wounds on the scale armor on its body, and it was obvious that the strength of the red dragon had reached its limit.

A red blood shadow dozens of feet wide vibrated its wings and rushed out of the water, pounced on the dragon.

The lightning was diverted by another blood shadow, and it was too late to return. The dragon opened its bloody jaws, its eyes fierce at the shadow of blood. The dragon's mouth bit the neck of the Blood Shadow, and the pointed beak of the Blood Shadow broke through the scales, leaving a deep wound on the dragon's neck.

Just as the dragon's mouth was about to bite off the neck of the blood shadow, two more long necks suddenly appeared in the blood shadow, each with a head and a sharp beak.

Fortunately, the dragon had four earth-shattering claws beyond the dragon's mouth, and these four claws met the two extra heads of the blood shadow.

The body of the Blood Shadow had flown out of the water, and the water had to disintegrate as the dragon had to deal with the Blood Shadow with all its might.

The Blood Shadow had a few more heads and a spiky beak on its body, as well as two blade-like wings and steel hook-like claws, making it far more powerful than a dragon.

With a roar that shook the sea, the dragon bit off one of the Blood Shadow's heads, but at the same time, there were seven or eight more blood holes in its body. Red blood gushed out and poured into the Blood Shadow, multiplying the Blood Shadow's anger and fighting intent.

The Blood Shadow let out a sharp hiss, shaking its wings and knocking the dragon down.

Ling Yue glanced at the Dragon King of the East China Sea, and after realizing that the Dragon King would not make a move, he immediately decided to make a move. He didn't turn into a thousand small sticks, and the small sticks with that kind of attack power might be okay to deal with shrimp soldiers and crab generals, but dealing with trolls like Nine Kills is tantamount to itching across the skin.

The eight blades stabbed at the remaining eight heads of the Nine Kills.

Nine Kills didn't dodge or dodge, and when there were a few sounds, these eight sharp blades only left a slight wound on the head of Nine Kills, which was like a scrape.

Ling Yue's help failed to reverse Moang's decline, and Moang had several more wounds on his body.

When Ling Yue was at a loss, he inadvertently saw Nine Kills' buttocks facing him, and he couldn't help but move in his heart. He turned into ten sticks, nine of which attacked the rest of Nine Kills' body to distract them, and the tenth stick smashed directly into the Yellow Dragon.

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The eight heads of the Nine Kills hissed at the same time, and the hiss was miserable and sharp, as if they were about to puncture their eardrums.

Moang took the opportunity to fight back, and a carp beat and pressed the nine kills below.

In the distance, the Dragon King of the East China Sea finally moved.

A true dragon sword that bloomed with golden light, stabbed Nine Kills in the chest with a single sword, nailing Nine Kills to the bottom of the water like a nail.

Nine Kills flapped their wings and swept Moang aside, and the eight heads bit on it, ignoring the edge of the True Dragon Sword.

Although the beak was hard, it was also cracked in the edge of this true dragon's sword. However, with his life at stake, the nine killings couldn't care about anything else, and he tried his best to pull out the sword of the true dragon.

The dragon king controls the sword of the true dragon and kills three heads nine times in a row.

Nine Kills endured severe pain, shook his wings, swept away Moang who pounced again, and then soared upwards and fled.

Moang did not give up and chased after him.

The Dragon King of the East China Sea glanced at Ling Yue and led the Shui Clan army to chase after him.

Ling Yue watched them go away, and said in his heart: "What a cheap!

This sea of bitterness returns to darkness and silence. Although there are many gods and demons who pursue Princess Qianjiao, for some reason, no one comes. After being lonely for a while, someone finally came, none other than Prince Moang.

Prince Moang expressed his gratitude, saying that if it weren't for Ling Yue's help, his life might be gone, and it doesn't matter if his life is gone, if the Six Realms underestimate the Dragon Clan because of this, it will be a big sin.

Ling Yue considered himself to be the descendant of the dragon and had a special affection for the dragon, so he recognized Moang's words. He asked the question in his mind, though he felt the subject was a little sensitive. "The Dragon King seems to have a way to deal with the Nine Kills, why didn't he strike earlier. ”