"Come on, brother-in-law!" seemed to be the atmosphere of the scene was too calm, and Ao Lie called out loudly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

If the stalemate continues, this competition will be too boring, Wang Hui heard this sentence and was thinking about changing his moves.

Who knew that Ao Yi suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of pale golden blood spit on the green dragon spear. Suddenly, a dragon roar sounded, and a huge cyan dragon quietly emerged, the texture of the cyan scales was clearly visible, and the huge dragon head had a hideous face, and suddenly flicked its tail.

Wang Hui only felt a huge force attacking, and even people with sticks were knocked away. He slammed into the blue shield, then fell to the ground, plopping down and spitting out a mouthful of pale golden blood. Thanks to the wishful stick, most of the strength was removed, otherwise it would be crippled if it didn't die. And the blue air shield belongs to the five-rank yuan fetal level formation, which restricts the battlefield to the ring, which was specially prepared by Long Jun, otherwise he really couldn't bear the aftermath of the battle between the two.

Wang Hui wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said indignantly: "Nima, this is Kaihang!"

This trick is the transformation of the machine spirit (dragon soul), and the principle is similar. The young master of the wolf clan has used it in the underworld, and it is indeed very good to be able to burst out with a power close to the realm of the primordial gods.

Wang Hui also wanted to use it, but the spirit of the wishful stick had never been a bird for him at all. He didn't care about the injury, his toes lightly, straight into the sky, the dragon's heart burst out of qi and blood, and at the same time, the heavenly dragon gang qi was continuously poured into the golden iron rod, and with the incomparable domineering stick intent, he slammed it down. The golden iron rod continued to extend under the mana infusion, and it grew rapidly, and the thickest part of the rod head had become as thick as an oil barrel, and it was meeting the cyan dragon that opened its bloody mouth and bit him.

With a bang, the dragon was unfortunately pulled away and fell to the ground, and the bluestone-paved ring was smashed into a deep depression, and cracks spread everywhere.

Although this wishful stick is only a medium-grade spirit treasure level, the material is the essence of the stars collected from outside the sky, which is not only strong, but also extremely heavy, as heavy as a thousand peaks. Although this dragon soul transformed into a dragon with almost the power of the primordial god, it was still smashed in one fell swoop.

The cyan dragon's eyes were full of gold stars, and he shook his head a few times, and just woke up, before he could get up, the huge golden iron rod fell again.

With a loud bang, cyan gravel splashed everywhere, smoke filled the air, and the cyan dragon was suddenly smashed deep into the ring and became dying.

Ao Yi's expression changed drastically, and he was about to withdraw the Qinglong spear. An iron rod had been smashed down again, and the cyan dragon was smashed deep into the ground, pressing out a deep pit of the boss, and then with a wail, it turned into a cyan spear with dim aura, and fell into the palm of Ao Yi's gloomy face in a flash.

Concubine Long's face was as pale as frost, this spirit treasure transformation was beaten like this, this kid cooperated with this extremely heavy wishful stick, and his explosive power was already close to the level of the original god, and it was really a big trouble. Of course, this is also the dragon soul that has been sleeping for too long, and its brain is not flexible, so it rushed up and was beaten in a daze, and who did it resent to the death.

Ao Lie looked at Concubine Long's face, and said more and more happily: "Brother-in-law is good!"

Ao Qian also had a worried look on her face, not knowing if she was worried about her brother or her little lover.

Long Jun and Long Hou were both indifferent, not knowing whether they had expected it or had other opinions.

Ao Yi's gloomy face should be, after receiving this blow, this dragon soul will not respond to his call if he has not cultivated for a few months.

Wang Hui was holding an iron rod, his face was also red, and he was panting. Although these three sticks were smashed heartily, they were not without a price. The dragon's heart has been erected three times in a row, and the damage to the heart is not ordinary, if it is replaced by an ordinary heart, it will cause internal bleeding, and even the heart will burst. Although his dragon heart has been transformed, he can't withstand such a toss, and cracks have already appeared, and at this time, he is constantly inputting white vitality and quickly repairing the dragon heart.

After a moment of confrontation, Ao Yi said in a rare way: "Wang Hui, I underestimated you this time." You'll pay for your stupidity, though!"

"Facial paralysis, you kid don't pretend to be stupid and dumb?" Wang Hui grinned and said. He had no reason to be unhappy, he had just beaten the cyan dragon, his divine consciousness was smooth, and his stick intent had been condensed a little more, and he had a bit of invincible domineering. As for Ao Yi, he had already guessed that he was pretending to be stupid, and there were too many flaws. A mentally retarded person with an IQ of only seven or eight years old would never speak? He had never been so well-behaved when he was a child! Besides, the Dragon King of the East China Sea would be willing to give a god-level spiritual treasure like the Qinglong Spear to a stupid son?

"I think I'm very smart, I'll let you understand how stupid you really are!" Ao Yi said lightly, and then the dragon yuan in his body was agitated, and the aura all over his body continued to rise, and he soon crossed the Jindan consummation, entered the early stage of the Yuan Fetus, and was still increasing, until it was at the peak of the early Yuan Fetus that it stopped growing. He originally wanted to hide his cultivation, but he was forced to this point by Wang Hui and had to be exposed, and the anger in his heart can be imagined.

Linglong and Ao Lie both looked drastic changes, but they didn't expect this guy to be a damaged embryo who pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, and now Wang Hui's situation was worrying. After all, the power of the spirit treasure depends on the user's cultivation.

The onlookers were even more shocked, they had always thought that this second prince of the East China Sea was a fool, but they didn't expect that it was actually a Yuanfetus level master who pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, and it was an existence that they could only look up to, after all, their patriarch only had Jin Dan cultivation.

Concubine Long laughed now, laughing and trembling, this time your kid is dead. As long as Wang Hui can't be the son-in-law of Dongting Dragon Palace, she has the means to kill him.

Long Jun and Long Hou still looked indifferent, obviously expecting it. The eyesight of the Yuanshen-level master is so clever, as soon as the magic eye shines, there is nowhere to escape. As long as they want to, they can even detect a few roundworms in Ao Yi's body. However, since others are willing to act, it is not easy for them to tear down the stage. Otherwise, I wouldn't have seen such a wonderful competition.

Wang Hui did not move, and while continuing to repair his injuries with his anger, he quietly condensed Long Yuan, preparing to break out again. If you want to talk about the physical body, he has condensed the heart of the dragon, which is no worse than Ao Yi, and the worse is the cultivation of Long Yuan. But he also has strengths, and "Xuan Ming Life and Death" gives him strong resilience, as long as he doesn't die on the spot, he can recover. Therefore, how to fight has been decided.

Ao Yi enjoyed the attention of the public for a moment, and suddenly his heart was happy, his thoughts were smooth, and his gun intent became stronger and stronger. After ten years of sharpening a sword, Yang Jian is unsheathed today just to exhale and raise his eyebrows! If he does not pretend to be forced, will he not be a fool all these years in vain? What fun is there in life?

However, he didn't dare to give Wang Hui too much time to recover, so he jumped in the air, used the gun as a stick, and slammed it at the other party. The marksmanship attack is mainly pierced, but he uses it as a stick, it is simply rotten and can not be rotten, but with this thick dragon yuan, the cyan spear smashed down with a sharp gun intent, but it has a strong momentum of splitting Huashan.

Wang Hui ignored it, and the dragon's heart was full of blood again, and the iron rod suddenly extended, smashing into Ao Yi's head. The so-called one inch is long and one inch strong, and when Ao Yi Qinglong's spear hits him, the ruyi stick can also smash him into a pulp.

Seeing that he was about to smash Wang Hui to death at once, Ao Yi's expression changed drastically, and he had to raise his gun and pick up the golden iron rod. He doesn't want to die with a foundationless cultivator, he still has a great future, inheriting the throne of the Dragon King in the future, refining the gods and returning to the void, and even immortality.

Wang Hui exerted his strength again, and the golden iron rod smashed at Ao Yi again.

Ao Yi's crushing plan that he was going to prepare suddenly ended without a hitch, so he had to raise his gun with both hands, but he was stumbled by a huge force. Although he took advantage of his high cultivation, his weapon was not as powerful as the Ruyi stick, and he naturally couldn't take advantage of it.

The cyan spear bent, and then rebounded, and Wang Hui's iron rod was bounced off, and he didn't get any cheapness. But he didn't care, he exerted his strength again, and smashed it down with a stick, as if he was not afraid of running out of mana at all. Because he didn't use much mana in the first place, he mainly used the power of the flesh.

"You ......" Ao Yi is really angry, this guy opens a dyeing shop with a little color, just like playing chess, seizing the opportunity general, whether he will die or not, he will keep going on, without grace. However, although he was angry in his heart, he had to raise his gun again to parry. This golden iron rod is extremely heavy, even if Wang Hui doesn't use much strength, the actual weight alone can shatter people's bones.

Wang Hui's iron rod was bounced off again, and the material of the Qinglong gun was also very strong, and it naturally couldn't be broken after one or two collisions. However, he was not discouraged, and still raised his stick to smash it, and the golden iron rod smashed towards Ao Yi's handsome face.

Ao Yi's face changed slightly, the ring was such a big place, there was no way to hide, and if it continued like this, the Qinglong spear would not be able to resist for long, and he immediately understood that the other party wanted to smash the spear in his hand. So, with a twist of thought in his heart, he still raised the Qinglong Spear to block Wang Hui's golden iron rod.

The moment the green dragon spear in Ao Yi's hand held the ruyi stick, a green light flashed in front of him, and a long green whip circled around Wang Hui, about to shrink.

A black tortoise shell quietly appeared in front of Wang Hui, and it quickly expanded, turning into a huge shield to prop up the long green whip, and constantly releasing black light, protecting Wang Hui.

Ao Yi's expression changed drastically, and he actually missed, so he had to withdraw the green long whip. After all, even if his mana is strong, it is difficult to control two spirit treasures at the same time.

The black tortoise shell also flashed, turning into black light and submerging into Wang Hui's body. A sneering smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly exerted his strength again, and the golden iron rod smashed down towards Ao Yi. He doesn't know how to stick and doesn't need skills, so he just smashes it down, just smash it!

Ao Yi's face was gloomy, and he didn't care about it, and threw the spear hard, and quickly stabbed it into Wang Hui's chest. He didn't believe that Wang Hui was really not afraid of death, and that he really dared to die with him! As long as he eased his breath, he would be able to reverse the situation of being passively beaten. (To be continued.) )