All heavens, the destiny that begins with the path of martial arts

Hell Dragon held his right hand empty and held Xiao carefully in his hand, for fear of hurting him.

Even though he's not a real dragon...

Even though he's not...

But they said yes, that’s it!

The left hand that had been carried behind his back stretched out. On the dark armor, a dark blue arm armor was embedded in the arm. The faint blue crystal was exactly the same as the one on Qiongqi's body.

"That crystal!"

Yongzhu stared at the arm of Hell Dragon, and the flickering light reminded him of Qiongqi.

"This is not unique to poor people..."

Taotie frowned and looked at the Netherworld Dragon in puzzlement. Obviously the Netherworld Crystal was unique and unique, so what happened to the one on the Netherworld Dragon's arm?

The Hell Dragon ignored the voice in his ears and just stared at Feng Wanli. His left hand was shaped like a claw and he aimed his palm at Feng Wanli.

Without him saying anything, a small black particle ball appeared in his palm. The ball continued to absorb the surrounding energy and became larger and larger.

"Stop him!"

Jingwu Sui's heart trembled, and the uneasiness in his heart became more intense, and the source was the small ball in the hands of the Hell Dragon.

Clang——

The long sword is unsheathed!

Jing Wu Sui moved in an instant, his figure moved in the air, brilliant light flowed on his body, and the sharp sword light pierced the void and penetrated to the Netherworld Dragon.

The Hell Dragon remained motionless, and the black aura spread around his body. The black energy enveloped the Hell Dragon, blocking the shocking sword light.

The sharp sword light was like tissue paper, and it was crushed the moment it touched the black energy.

His eyes turned cold, and black spears condensed beside him. They were both illusory and real. With a thought, the six black spears formed were aimed at Jing Wusui in the air.

"call out--"

The black spear made a sound of breaking through the sky, and the void where it traveled was filled with black energy, constantly corroding the space.

"let me help you!"

Feng Wanli's voice deepened, and he glanced at Nifengxuan, who was enduring the pain, and Jun Yue, who helped him suppress the black energy, and his eyes became firm.

He stepped onto the railing and jumped directly into the air. He swung his two swords with crossed sword energy to help Jing Wusui block the attacking black spears.

Jing Wusui also raised his arms and resisted with all his strength. He didn't have much energy left, and he didn't have time to rest to replenish it, so it was a little difficult to deal with the attack of the Hell Dragon.

Suddenly I remembered that he was already old. They were all old and no longer belonged to this era...

It was only in this sudden moment that the black spear that came from nowhere had already pierced his eyes.

In the optical mirror, the black spot is getting closer and closer...and getting bigger...

Danger wrapped around him like a cold poisonous snake, and his body trembled uncontrollably. He wanted to move to avoid the attack, but his body was no longer controlled by his thoughts, and he could only watch the black spear penetrate his body.

"let me!"

Luo Luo's voice didn't know why it sounded here, but Jing Wusui had no time to think about it.

The expected death did not come, but he just felt his body being pulled, the black spear grazing his shoulder and shooting towards the energy city behind them.

The huge building was penetrated by this small black spear, and countless broken walls fell from the sky. Seeing this, Xing Tiangang pulled Jun Yue and Nifengxuan away from the disaster.

"Huh, it's so dangerous."

Luo Luo's palpitating figure came out of Feng Wanli's body, but Feng Wanli just flashed his school mirror without saying anything, and hurriedly pulled Jing Wusui and flew to the Energy City.

"None of my prey survives."

The voice of the Hell Dragon was hoarse and cold. The ball in his hand was already half the size of his hand. He aimed the ball at the flying Feng Wanli and pushed his palm forward. A black beam of light shot out from the palm of his hand. In the blink of an eye, he came behind Feng Wanli. It was almost impossible. Any time to think and react.

"City Lord!"

Jing Wusui shouted, and his stiff body suddenly surged with great strength at this moment. He grabbed Feng Wanli's arm with his backhand and threw him out.

"Snapped!"

The sound of the broken machine echoed clearly in Feng Wanli's ears, and the shattered outer armor was also reflected in his optical mirror.

"senior!"

Feng Wanli was lost for a moment, shouted, rushed down without thinking, and caught the falling body.

"City Lord... you must... survive... don't let the energy amethyst... be obtained by them... our efforts..."

Jing Wusui spoke intermittently, and the light of the optical mirror gradually dimmed. His eyes were reluctant to leave, a mixture of helplessness and resignation, but more of relief and longing.

Old City Lord...Wuya...we are going to meet too, so soon...

The light disappeared, and Feng Wanli stared blankly as the Jingwusui body in his hand lit up, turning into dots of blue energy and flying into the sky, which was then pulled by some force and flowed into the pitch-black body.

"you!"

Feng Wanli's body was trembling, and his chest was constantly heaving. His eyes under the goggles became sharp and cold, and he was swallowed up by endless anger.

"court death"

The Hell Dragon roared low, and countless black spears gathered around him, shooting towards Feng Wanli like meteors.

"If he could just kill everyone..."

Xiang Liu narrowed his optical mirror, opened and clenched his palms, and finally opened them again, his eyes falling erratically on the body of Hell Dragon.

"Whoever wins, it doesn't make a big difference to me."

Hu Shatian thought to himself, glanced at everyone present inadvertently, and after weighing the pros and cons, he crossed his arms and watched the dramatic scene in amusement.

The War Dragon Emperor did not speak, but his eyes kept falling on the Hell Dragon. He restrained his breath and collected his energy. His breath became deeper and he returned to his calm and scheming look.

"City Lord, the most important thing now is to stay away from his attacks."

Luo Luo controlled Feng Wanli to prevent him from fighting hard, and instead flexibly shuttled through the black rain. Feng Wanli took a deep breath, gradually calmed down, and allowed Luo Luo to control him, moving closer to the Energy City.

"You little devil!"

The Netherworld Dragon's optical mirror shrank, and his palm became a blade. The blade energy condensed in his hand. He wanted to kill the kid who ruined his good deeds with a knife, but he subconsciously looked at the owl in his hand.

Xiao Xiao was still in the same lifeless state, his eyes were empty and he didn't say a word. With the nourishment of his power, the wounds on his body healed a lot, but the scar on the side of his face and the scar on his neck did not heal for a long time.

"Tsk..."

After looking at Xiao for a long time, Hell Dragon put his palm down, and the overflowing energy was taken back into his body. He forcibly resisted the urge to kill, and cautiously touched Xiao with the tip of his left claw.

Xiao turned his head subconsciously and opened his mouth silently. Netherworld Dragon didn't understand what he said, but he couldn't help but feel irritated when he saw Xiao reacting slightly and then acting like that again.

"If something happens to the black dragon, none of you can escape."

The Hell Dragon raised his head slightly, and the scarlet optical mirror was stained with a dark color. He seemed to have calmed down, no longer manic and violent, no longer angry and indifferent.

Just looking at them coldly.

Because he was worried about Xiao's condition, Hell Dragon didn't want to stay a second longer. He just wanted to take Xiao away quickly to help him recover.

“Just do what you have to do”

He glanced at Xiang Liu who was watching the show, waved his hand, and the black spear that imprisoned the chaos dissipated on its own.

The moment the black spear dissipated, Chaos rushed towards the Hell Dragon again like a mad dog.

However, this time, there was no need for Netherworld Dragon to take action. Xiang Liu took the first step and knocked him unconscious with a hand knife, then threw him to Taotie and Taotie behind him.

"Huh, I'd rather you help me do this."

Xiang Liu squinted his optical glasses. Although his tone was dissatisfied, only he would know what he was thinking.

Netherworld Minglong glanced at Xiang Liu indifferently but didn't say anything. Instead, he looked down at Xiao, who just knelt down and sat quietly in Netherworld Minglong's hands, looking so well-behaved.

A trace of distress and complexity flashed through the cold optical mirror. The Hell Dragon sighed secretly and closed its claws to prevent the owl from falling.

Groan——! ! !

And just when the Hell Dragon was about to leave, a dragon roar resounded throughout the world.

Hearing the roar of the dragon, the Hell Dragon also paused, his body trembled slightly, his optical mirror shrank suddenly, and his invisible aura emitted wildly.

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