The green dragon sword pointed to the sky, the sword body was magnificent, and with the abnormal change of the sky, a cyan dragon shadow rushed into the sky, reaching the nine clouds, and the dragon's groan resounded throughout the nine heavens.

The body of the green dragon was ten feet long, and its whole body was covered with huge pieces of navy-blue hard scale armor, each of which shone with a cold metallic luster, which made people feel terrified.

The legs covered by the four scales were even more stunningly thick, and the dragon's claws cast a cold and deep black black glow.

Then, the green dragon swooped down, and endless coercion enveloped the nether realm.

The three-dimensional Shenlong looked very weak in front of this behemoth, and felt the huge pressure brought by the green dragon, and the Shenlong let out an uneasy roar.

However, the ancestral dragon bloodline gave him a proud bloodline, and he resolutely met it.

Without any suspense, the divine dragon was pounced on by the huge green dragon.

And the green dragon firmly suppressed the divine dragon under him with the huge swooping force, and fell straight to the ground.

"Boom!"

The massive bodies of the two dragons smashed to the ground, striking a huge crater, and billowing smoke and dust submerged the bodies of the two dragons.

The divine dragon struggled to get up, looking extremely embarrassed, and a large piece of scale armor on his body fell off, and his momentum was a little decadent.

Suddenly, the tail of the green dragon, which was covered with scale armor, slashed into the air like a whip, and slashed the divine dragon into the air.

The divine dragon fell a hundred zhang away, and its huge body plowed a deep ravine in the ground, lying in it, its breath weakened.

The green dragon didn't give it a chance to breathe, and swam away again, and the two spirit beasts flew up to the sky one after the other, fighting in the void endlessly.

In the Nether, Nan Jiantian was not easy, and at this moment he was on Yang Sheng.

"Joy - Extreme Escape!"

"Out of the sky!"

Yang Sheng's free exercise seems to be beyond the world, and his body is like a fairy, or a bright palm, or a secret fist, or a hall, ethereal and uncertain, so that the opponent has nowhere to focus, and the mystery is unpredictable.

Nan Jiantian was in danger of landing several times, he ran the "King Kong Jue", and directly used the "Great Ming King Hand" and "Ming King Handra" to face the enemy, which was the combat skill that he cultivated the King Kong Jue to the second level.

I only felt that my strength seemed to have been smashed into cotton, and I was unable to exert my strength, and it was as if I had swung a knife into the water, and my strength was completely discharged.

The more Nan Jiantian fought, the more frightened he became, and Yang Sheng was indeed a strong opponent.

He urged the wind boots, and his figure disappeared in place in a flash, and the next moment he appeared behind Yang Sheng out of thin air.

"What a fast body!" Yang Sheng shattered Nan Jiantian's remnant with the power of 'Outside the Sky', he realized that something was wrong, and urged his palm to return to defense.

"The hand of the King of the Ming Dynasty!"

How could Nan Jiantian let go of this fleeting fighter and once again urge Jin Guang to suppress it.

Yang Sheng looked at everything in front of him, and actually had a feeling that he couldn't escape.

Nan Jiantian refined the "King Kong Jue" technique, and melee combat can be said to be his strong point, if it weren't for Yang Sheng's ethereal "free" power to skillfully resolve Nan Jiantian's domineering power, I'm afraid that he would have already been defeated.

At this moment, Nan Jiantian blocked Yang Sheng's retreat with unparalleled palm strength.

At this moment, Xuanwu let out an unpleasant roar and spewed out a large puff of dark green liquid with a strong fishy smell in the direction where Nan Jiantian was.

The ink-colored liquid had not yet reached Nan Jiantian before he smelled this pungent breath, which obviously contained a highly poisonous substance.

The sudden venom caught Nan Jiantian, who was rushing forward, a little unprepared, and his body twisted, as if Jiao Yan turned over, and he could flash the front spit of the ink-colored liquid, but he was still stained by the liquid on the arm of the Great Ming King.

"Whew!"

A burst of green smoke rose on Nan Jiantian's arm with a burning sensation, and when he looked down, he saw that the clothes on his right arm had been completely corroded by the ink-colored liquid, and the right arm that was stained with poisonous gas was clearly visible in a charred black, as if it had been burned by flames.

If it weren't for Nan Jiantian's reliance on the "King Kong Jue" body protection, I am afraid that his right arm would be abolished!

The surrounding flowers and trees stained with inky liquid turned into charcoal in an instant, and they were extremely domineering.

Nan Jiantian continuously changed directions, and almost as soon as his body settled, Xuanwu spat out endless ink-colored liquid and swept in.

The place where he had just stood was suddenly covered with a fishy liquid, and under the strong corrosive force, a sour green smoke rose up.

Yang Wanxing stood on top of the tortoise shell of Xuanwu, standing with his hands in his hands, looking at Nan Jiantian's embarrassed figure and couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh wildly, as if he was very happy to see him make a fool of himself.

"Ben Shao will slowly torture you, and then kill you, shame on you!" Yang Wanxing said to himself with a cruel expression.

On the other side, the young man in Huafu regained control of the Canglong Whip, urged the magic weapon, and strangled him.

Nan Jiantian's pressure suddenly increased, and he secretly complained to himself, he dodged the inky liquid while resisting the flying dragon whip, tired of coping.

Xuanwu saw that Nan Jiantian avoided his venom spitting, and after screaming, his mouth opened again, and then, one after another, thunderballs the size of a fist containing the power of thunder and lightning shot towards him.

Moreover, the thunderball did not dissipate into the air after a single blow, but followed closely behind Nan Jiantian as if it had eyes, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, tightly entangled him, so that his pressure increased again.

Yang Wanxing stood on Xuanwu's body, not giving Nan Jiantian a chance to escape, let alone giving him a chance to get closer, every time Nan Jiantian was out of the thunderball attack range, he would call Xuanwu to slowly approach the target, always maintaining a distance of 100 meters.

Since then, Nan Jiantian has always been suppressed by one side, and his melee skills cannot be used.

Nan Jiantian didn't dare to be distracted at all, and while urging the wind boots to dodge with all his might, he tried to get close to Xuanwu, but Yang Wanxing wittily discovered his attempt, and never gave him a chance to get close.

"Damn!" Nan Jiantian scolded secretly, this Yang Wanxing is really an extremely shameless person, this person must not stay.

Nan Jiantian thought about it, his movements slowed down for half a beat, and he passed by a thunderball the size of a fist, only to touch a little, and the power of thunder and lightning released on it almost made half of his body numb and weak, and even lost consciousness for a short time.

This fright made Nan Jiantian instinctively speed up his body.

Yang Wanxing looked at Nan Jiantian's embarrassed state, leaned forward and closed his back with joy, and shouted 'relieve qi'!

"Blue Spirit Bead!"

At the critical juncture, Nan Jiantian had no time to care, and threw the Demon Treasure Blue Spirit Bead directly behind him.

At the moment when the magic treasure was sacrificed, an extremely dangerous aura enveloped this void.

The blue spirit bead burning with dark blue flames all over his body was "thrown" by Nan Jiantian extremely inauthentically towards the direction where Xuanwu and Yang Wanxing were located.

The blue spirit bead suddenly surged with demonic energy, although it was only the size of a sea bowl, it seemed to open a mysterious space, deep and evil.

Everyone present was delusionally distracted for a while, and their souls seemed to be violently touched by something, and under this dark blue spirit bead, it was as if they were being watched by a demon lord of the world, and they all had an unprecedented sense of crisis.