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

The people on the cliff are thinking about the problem, and the people under the cliff are also thinking about the problem.

Hu Shatian: Shall we go together?

Dragon King: Of course we will go together

Crazy Splinter: Do I even need to choose?

Hu Shatian: Then you two should go ahead...

Crazy Splitting Ape: ? ?

Hu Shatian: Are you sure you will really come with us?

Dragon King: Unsure

Crazy Splitting Ape: ? ? ! !

Kuang Liexing looked at the calm and composed Zhan Long Huang and Hu Sha Tian who was thinking for a moment in disbelief, feeling that he had been tricked.

So in the end, he was the only one who thought about rushing forward, while both of you were thinking about how to trick others?

Crazy Ape once again felt the dangers of the world.

call out!

While the three were still hesitating, a beam of black light suddenly shot out from the void, and the target of the black light was Xingyue.

"Get out of the way!"

Xiangliu was most relieved to notice it. The moment he caught a glimpse of the black light, his optical lens suddenly shrank and he held Xingyue in his arms. The black light also brushed Xingyue's arm and pierced into the ground.

Everyone was also alerted by this sudden change. Looking at the familiar black spear on the ground, they also knew who did it.

"Netherworld Dragon!!"

Xiangliu roared, his eyes constantly scanning the surrounding space.

Snapped!

The space in front of him suddenly shattered, a black hole slowly appeared, and a black figure walked out of it slowly.

The Netherworld Dragon glanced at the three people opposite him, then set his sights on Xiangliu.

"what are you up to!"

Xiangliu spoke word by word, his anger filled with chilling murderous intent, and his optical glasses were filled with scarlet blood.

"doing what?"

The Netherworld Dragon chuckled, put his right hand behind his back, and walked slowly.

"It's just to clear the obstacles on your road."

"Being obsessed with feelings is not suitable for you. The king is always lonely."

The Netherworld Dragon spoke very easily and ruthlessly. He did not regard Xingyue's life as his own.

"My business...when is it your turn to take care of it?!"

Xiangliu hugged Xingyue tightly in his arms. While he was angry, he was also wary of whether the Netherworld Dragon would suddenly attack.

"You and I are both pawns. There are so many things that are beyond our control."

The Netherworld Dragon laughed and stopped, standing in front of the War Dragon Emperor, facing Xiangliu.

"If you can't do it, I'll help you."

The Nether Dragon's voice was cold, and several black spears condensed around him, with the tips of the spears pointed at Xingyue in Xiangliu's arms. Xiangliu's optical mirror shrank and the next second, the black spears shot out.

Xiangliu didn't even have time to curse and could only dodge hurriedly, but because the black spears were too dense, he was still hit while dodging.

"Xingyue!"

Xiangliu looked at Xingyue, who was enduring the pain but still smiling at him, and something seemed to be disconnected in his mind.

"I want you to die!"

The suppressed anger erupted at this moment, the quasi-emperor's pressure poured out, the space made bursts of collapsing sounds, and the shadow of the nine-headed demon also let out a long howl behind him.

The three people who were watching the show on the side noticed something was wrong and rushed to pull Xingyue down from Xiangliu's arms. Then, Xiangliu, who was there just now, disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The Netherworld Dragon smiled slightly, then slowly raised his hand to catch Xiangliu's fist.

"Back off, you have nothing to do next."

Looking back at the three people of Zhan Long Huang, the Netherworld Dragon's calm voice rang out, and then he kicked Xiang Liu away.

The three of them knew that the words were actually meant for the Zhan Long Huang, but they still stepped back a few steps in tacit understanding and came behind the Zhan Long Huang.

War Dragon Emperor:......

"Hatred, impotence, rage, anger, you can't do anything"

The Netherworld Dragon easily blocked Xiangliu's attack and did not forget to say a few words.

As for Xiangliu, he had lost his mind the moment the Netherworld Dragon attacked Xingyue. He probably couldn't hear what the Netherworld Dragon said.

The Netherworld Dragon looked at Xiangliu who had lost his mind and said no more. He casually dodged his fist and a black spear condensed beside him.

Xiangliu didn't look at those black spears. It should be said that there was only the Netherworld Dragon in his optical mirror, so it was no surprise that he was nailed to the ground by the black spears.

"Manic, irritable, suspicious... That's why there are always betrayers around you"

The Netherworld Dragon approached Xiangliu with his hands behind his back. Xiangliu's optical glasses dimmed a lot. If he didn't know that he still had strong vitality, he would have thought he was dead.

"You have never deserved sympathy, both before and now. What is the difference between what you have done and what they have done?"

What the Netherworld Dragon said was right. The former Nine-headed Demon Clan was not worthy of pity. They were also executioners who slaughtered others at will.

"So, goodbye"

The Nether Dragon spread out his left hand, and the black spear condensed in his palm. He clenched the black spear and aimed it at Xiangliu. There was no fluctuation in his cold optical lens. He was ruthless and terrifying.

Bang!

Before the black spear fell, Xiangliu's optical mirror suddenly lit up, and the Nether Dragon retreated without thinking, thus avoiding the raging violent aura.

"The aura has increased, and the strength has also become much stronger."

The Netherworld Dragon did not change, and quietly watched Xiangliu standing up. Even though his strength had increased, it was still not good enough in his eyes.

I even thought about playing with him.

"Burning Hell Lotus!"

On the ground, lotus buds about to bloom appeared, and the flames surrounded the Netherworld Dragon.

"The temperature of your flame is far less than his."

The Netherworld Dragon spoke, and even raised his hand to pull a fire lotus and placed it in front of him, then shook his head.

"Time is frozen!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a strange wave spread out in all directions. The people affected by it stopped moving instantly, as if time had stopped.

"Space Jump"

The fire lotuses that were originally surrounding Xiangliu instantly appeared around the Netherworld Dragon, and each one of them had blossomed.

Snapped!

At the moment the fingers snapped, time resumed its flow. The Nether Dragon seemed to have sensed something and frowned, but after seeing the situation around him clearly, he retracted his optical mirror.

boom--

A violent explosion sounded, and the figure of the Nether Dragon was swallowed by the sea of ​​fire. Xiangliu did not pause, and stabbed directly forward with the Absolute Evil Halberd in his hand. Sure enough, it was empty.

"You are too young to kill me"

The voice of the Netherworld Dragon came quietly from behind Xiangliu. Xiangliu's body stiffened, and then a sharp pain came from his back.

Xiangliu steadied his body, felt the pain behind him, let out a breath, and stared coldly at the Netherworld Dragon.

“Dark Destruction Light Slash—!”

He raised his hand and the halberd that was inserted not far away returned to his hand. Darkness wrapped around the halberd, and this darkness made the Netherworld Dragon think.

"Nature's will - the wind never stops!"

The force of nature emanated from the top of the staff and turned into a stream of light that poured into Xiangliu's body. The sudden power startled Xiangliu. He turned his head and saw Xingyue standing staggering on the ground with the staff held high. Even though she was almost dying, she still gave him the greatest help.

哗—

It is clearly the power of darkness, but for some reason it is brighter than the morning star.

"Interesting power... Is it unique to their clan?"

"Seeds...are really amazing..."

The Netherworld Dragon looked at the approaching attack without any panic or nervousness, and even had the mind to think about other things.

He raised his left hand slightly, and darkness spread over his palm. It should have been a no-brainer to take over...

For some reason, the Netherworld Dragon suddenly stopped moving, and its raised hand trembled slightly, and the spreading dark power dissipated instantly.

The slashing blow landed on the Netherworld Dragon without any obstruction. The impact forced the Netherworld Dragon to take a few steps back, and a large amount of sparks burst out of its body.

Because of this blow, his stiff body gradually relaxed. He raised his hand and touched the knife scar on his chest, and his optical glasses suddenly became much colder.

Black energy particles drifted out from the knife marks. Even though he covered the wound, the particles still drifted out from between his fingers.

Along with the particles, his power also flows away.

......