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The twenty-second battle of the Morning Mirage Demon in the first round of the Flood Wilderness

"Huh-" The long and eternal dragon roar resounded through the Yuandou Mountain Range, accompanied by the sound of the dragon's roar, the vast and powerful dragon power instantly swept across the desolate land within a radius of eight million miles, many big demons sitting on the mountain peak were disturbed, countless little demons were overwhelmed by this endless dragon power and prostrate on the ground, trembling; the entire Xiaowu Mountain trembled under this dragon groan, and the aura mist that lingered around the mountain peaks surged violently, if it weren't for Ye Long's desire to destroy the environment of the Little Fog Mountain, I am afraid that the sand would have been flying and the ancient trees would have been crossed.

The pink clouds bear the brunt of the blow, scattered, revealing the face of the morning mirage demon, willow eyebrows and apricot eyes, pink cheeks and jade cheeks, Qiong nose and red lips, but the chest is flat, the Adam's apple is prominent, obviously a man's body; Or has the Dragon Clan decided to take down the Yuandou Mountain Range?

He still dared to entangle with a Xuanji king for a long time, waiting for the rescue of the bucket handle king, but with a five-clawed golden dragon staring at him, it was hard to say whether he could still hold Xuanji back!

In the East China Sea Crystal Palace, above the Dan Rhino, the divine dragon with chaotic scale armor all over his body opened his eyes, two terrifying rays of light swallowed out, and the violent momentum swept out, the divine dragon jumped up, circled around the magnificent hall a few times and then landed on the Dan rhino, half-squinting his eyes and muttering: "The coercion of the dragon clan, the pure bloodline, the breath is a little unfamiliar, is it the innate dragon clan who is wandering outside?"

The congenital dragon clan refers to a part of the body or the original god of Pangu God; for example, the patriarch of the dragon clan ancestral dragon is transformed by an artery of the Pangu god, and the candle dragon is transformed by a hair in the eyebrows of the Pangu god, and the current dragon clan is the scale of the ancestral dragon and the candle dragon gathering together the congenital dragon clan after dozens of yuan will multiply, not all the congenital dragon clan have returned to the dragon clan, and there are many scattered wilderness and practice alone; the congenital dragon clan is deep and pure, so every congenital dragon returning to the dragon clan is a happy event for the dragon clan.

The chaotic-colored divine dragon above this Dan rhino is the ancestral dragon of the patriarch of the dragon clan, which is a seven-clawed dragon, with countless magical powers and massive mana, which overwhelms the patriarch of the Feng clan Tianfeng, and the patriarch of the Qilin clan, the Qilin King, shocking the inner and the eight desolations, making the dragon clan the first major clan in the flood wilderness.

Zu Long guessed for a long time, and suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Where is Long Wei, quickly summon Ao Xu!"

After a while, the Taoist who was dressed in a golden auspicious cloud purple xia robe, wore a green jasper carved gold soft belt on his waist, and obliquely inserted the golden nine dragons to compete for the top hairpin, and stepped on the flowing clouds and warm wind, and walked slowly with a slight bow, and knelt down on his knees in front of the ancestral dragon and said: "Grandson Ao Xu visited the old ancestor, I don't know what the old ancestor sent to Xun Xu?"

Zu Long slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of vicissitudes of life, heaven and earth. After a long time, his eyes regained clarity, and he looked at his grandson, who was very respectful, mature and calm, and a trace of warmth crossed his eyes: "Xu'er, don't be polite, I called you here today, there is a big matter for you to do." ”

Ao Xu raised his head in a little surprise, his sword eyebrows raised slightly, and there was a hint of a smile on his handsome face: "Please also ask the ancestor to instruct, Xu Er will definitely go all out to complete this matter." "It must be extremely important to be able to make the patriarch Zu Long, call it a big deal, if it is done, it will definitely greatly improve his status in the dragon clan, and dealing with those nine fools will not be untenable in righteousness.

Zu Long was very satisfied with his reaction, and said: "Just now, there was a hidden fluctuation that woke me up, and under careful perception, it was actually a dragon groan, so I felt that it was a wandering innate dragon clan, and hurriedly calculated, but failed to calculate the origin of his heels, it seemed to be covered by a light veil, but I learned that he is now settled in the Yuandou Mountain Range, which is 480 million miles away in the west of the East China Sea, so I need you to go on a trip, contact him, and invite him to the dragon clan." ”

Ao Xu was shocked when he heard this, even the patriarch of the dragon clan, the seven-clawed dragon who was close to the late stage of the quasi-saint, couldn't figure it out, it seems that this exiled clansman really has a great background!

"Ancestor, rest assured, Xu'er will definitely invite this elder to the clan. ”

Zu Long bowed his head slightly, waved his front paws, and a cold light sharp long sword emerged, as soon as this sword came out, the sword light and sword shadow in the main hall of the Crystal Palace suddenly appeared, the corpse mountain and the sea of blood, the forest was cold and cold, and the murderous aura was compelling, "Xu'er, if he refuses to come, don't be too reluctant, after all, some congenital dragons are quiet and relatively withdrawn." In addition, although the clan is now said to be in the flood and dominate the east, but after all, there are stubborn people who often provoke, the Feng clan and the Qilin clan are also a little impatient, so you will encounter a lot of trouble this time, this cold jade sword is a high-grade innate spirit treasure containing thirty-two prohibitions, it is the spirit treasure used by me in my early years to break through the flood wilderness, and I will give you a protective body today! Don't let me down, go! Go!" After that, he closed his eyes a little tiredly, the burden on his shoulders was too heavy, and he was a little out of breath.

Ao Xu responded respectfully and took the sword, and slowly withdrew from the main hall without squinting and with a solemn expression.

Yuandou Mountain Range, the top of Xiaowu Mountain. Ye Long coiled up the dragon body and looked down at the morning mirage and said jokingly: "Poor Dao wants to take advantage of Guishan to cultivate, I don't know what to do with friendship?" The implication is that Your Excellency should get out of the way, and King Xuanji was silent on Ye Long's left side.

Shame, this is a shame, the face of the Morning Mirage Demon is red, the facial features of the Morning Mirage are slightly distorted, the momentum of the whole body is erratic, and there is a faint red mist overflowing; but it is a five-clawed golden dragon that wants to occupy his cave, he knows the status of the five-clawed golden dragon in the dragon clan, how dare he act rashly? Take a deep breath, and force a smile: "Daoist friends are laughing, the disadvantages are simple, the aura is thin, it is really not suitable for Daoist friends to cultivate, so, hehe"

Ye Long's face changed like frost, and he shouted: "You dare to confuse me, today I will definitely let you see what is the magic power of the dragon clan?"

The Morning Mirage Demon didn't think that this five-clawed golden dragon would turn its face when it said it, and it didn't reflect for a while, and it was cut by the fierce Gangfeng A few terrifying wounds on its chest, "Ah!" The Morning Mirage Demon was extremely angry, and had already run the influence of the dragon clan out of the clouds, and raised his jade hand to meet it without showing weakness, the two intersected, Ye Long only felt that he was stuck in a swamp, and the huge force on the claws was divided by the soft and boneless palm, Ye Long's face was expressionless, and he swung out another claw, "Bang bang bang" In the blink of an eye, the two have already fought dozens of moves, Ye Long has always suppressed the Morning Mirage Demon, although one move and one style have not used mana, but the pure flesh Liliang can also compete with it; the Morning Mirage Demon's face is extremely ugly, the jade hand trembles slightly, every time he fights, it seems that it is easy to resolve the offensive, but only he knows in his own heart, that every time he fights, there is a dark energy that swings into his body, stirring up the mana of his body is slightly obscure, and the meridians of his hands are a little stinging, this golden dragon is menacing, King Xuanji is standing by and watching, it seems that he wants to use the hand of the golden dragon to put himself to death, and he must be his own body if he fights like this。

"Peng-" claws and palms intersected again, the morning mirage demon withdrew from the battle group with strength, opened the distance, and moved his mind, a thin sword was held in his hand, the thin sword was about three feet three inches long, about one inch and eight millimeters wide, the whole body was pink, full of runes and seals, and there was a red Yingluo hanging down at the hilt, this thin sword was based on a tentacle left when the morning mirage demon was transformed, combined with many heavenly and earthly treasures refined, and the sea was warmed and raised for nearly ten yuan, the power was not weak, the sharpness was abnormal, and it was the natal spirit treasure of the morning mirage demon.

The morning mirage demon held the sword in his hand, his confidence increased greatly, and he ravaged his body to meet it, and between the swing of the thin sword, the dense small sword qi shrouded Ye Long's thousand-foot-long dragon body, and with the continuous dancing of the thin sword, a faint pink mist slowly spread;

Viewed from the perspective of King Xuanji, the dense rain of swords gradually approached under the traction of the thin sword, as if a delicate flower swallowing the golden dragon was closing, although the golden dragon was tossing and turning in the rain of swords, it still did not escape the shroud of this flower.

Ye Long in the sword rain still didn't use his mana, just activated the rune seal on the scale armor, he wanted to know if his body could withstand the blow of the Golden Immortal peak cultivation, the fine sword rain hit the scale armor, unharmed, Ye Long's confidence increased greatly, swinging his tail straight up, the face of the morning mirage demon changed slightly, and then showed a sneer, the pink thin sword seemed to be a part of his arm, and swung like an arm, and swung a few sword moves in a row, the dense sword rain began to return, and the scattered pink mist also contracted rapidly, gradually becoming richer.

The Morning Mirage Demon used the thin sword to make a few spells, and with the swing of the thin sword, the rich pink mist dispersed into countless pink silk threads, and the pink silk threads were woven into a fantastic net in an instant, Ye Long didn't pay attention to it and didn't bother to pay attention to it, and rushed straight up, the pink net cracked in response, but the broken silk thread did not dissipate, but pasted on the surface of the scale armor and slowly infiltrated into the body. The trickle of water can gather into a river, the accumulation of small mounds can become a hill, countless tiny silk threads infiltrate into the body and finally cause qualitative changes, Ye Long only felt that a pink curtain appeared in front of him, the sound of the warbler swallows, whispering chuckles, into the ears, graceful jade body, reflected on the tent to cause people to reverie.

With Ye Long's control of the illusion, he could easily see through this illusion, but he didn't immediately puncture it, he wanted to take this opportunity to lure the Morning Mirage Demon close and then take it in one fell swoop. At this moment, in the midst of the sword rain, the Morning Mirage Demon rushed straight down with a sword like a flying immortal outside the sky・・・・・・

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