True Immortal of the Netherworld

"Magic weapon - Thunder Dragon!"

The thunder calamity stick in the hand of the Wood Demon Saint Ancestor spit out a hundred-foot-long silver thunder dragon, which rushed towards the big demon opposite.

"Old wood, long time no see, your thunder tribulation stick has become even more powerful." The Jianlong Demon jumped out of the water, "But this can only scare those little demons. This Dragon King has survived the minor tribulation, so he is not afraid of you. This crappy thing.”

Jianlong Demon's words were contemptuous, but his actions were not sloppy at all.

Its green scales stood upright, and clusters of green arcs popped out from its surface, and a huge realm of monster beasts appeared.

"Demon magic - water dragon slough!"

Its 100-foot-long body shrank back suddenly, leaving behind a transparent water dragon that was the same as its body.

The water dragon coiled and lay horizontally in mid-air.

The next moment, a thunder dragon sacrificed by the Wood Demon Saint Ancestor struck the water dragon.

The two dragon shapes of thunder and water bite each other and then collapse at the same time.

The sky was dark, thunderstorms were falling all over the sky.

"You're a big loach, you're quite skilled at shelling out," the Wood Demon Saint Ancestor pointed at the other side with his Thunder Tribulation Stick, "Do you dare to compete with me, the Wood Demon Saint Ancestor, head-on."

"Old wood, don't point your fire stick at me, I'm going to be very unhappy with this Dragon King!" The Jianlong Demon twisted its body and jerked forward, its hundred-foot-long waist covering the sky and the sun.

The big demon's light-colored belly suddenly became round, then deflated, and he opened his mouth to spit out a large amount of water.

"Demon magic - heaven, earth and water prison!"

The waterfall fell, runes flashed wildly, and a hanging lake several thousand feet in size appeared between the sky and the earth, directly covering the Wood Demon Saint Ancestor and Jianlong.

The Water Prison Technique is not uncommon, but one of this scale is very terrifying, simply changing the properties of space.

The Wood Demon Saint Ancestor once again wanted to use the Thunder Tribulation Stick in his hand to perform a killing move, but the ball of thunder on the surface of the Thunder Tribulation Stick only flickered for a moment before collapsing on its own.

At this time, Xu Yang, who was hiding on the shore, could clearly see the situation on the battlefield and quickly calculated in his mind: "The soul domain of the Wood Demon Saint Ancestor is restricted by the Jianlong Demon's water prison technique. His soul power is unstable. The thunder calamity stick in the hands of the Wood Demon Saint Ancestor cannot be unleashed in a short period of time. It is a treasure that has experienced the baptism of heavenly thunder calamity. The Demon Saint Ancestor's Daoming Realm peak cultivation is still far inferior to the Jianlong Great Demon's Heavenly Tribulation Realm cultivation. If I take action now, if I can't control the Jianlong at once, I will let it escape into the water, and all the previous plans will be in vain. "Look again. When the Wood Demon Saint Ancestor sends a signal, I will help him."

On the battlefield, in the water prison.

The Wood Demon Saint Ancestor looked panicked and shouted: "I am no match for a big loach like you in the water. If you have the ability, let's go to the shore and fight."

While shouting, he stirred the Thunder Tribulation Stick behind him, spraying out clusters of silver lightning arcs, and pushed his body back to swim quickly towards the shore.

"You can't escape if you are covered by my Water Prison Technique." Jianlong Demon said sternly.

In the environment of the water prison, the Jianlong Demon's speed was several times faster, and his body of a hundred feet was as flexible as a small herring.

The Wood Demon Saint Ancestor ran away faster in front, while the Jianlong Demon behind him chased even faster.

"Old Mumu, you can't run away!"

The Jianlong Demon raised its neck, then rushed forward, and bit down suddenly with its big mouth.

The hook teeth bite together, like an iron gate falling.

The water bubbles surged wildly, and the legs of the Wood Demon Saint Ancestor were bitten by the sharp teeth of the Jianlong Demon.

The Jianlong Demon shook his head violently.

One of the legs of the Wood Demon Saint Ancestor was torn off.

"Huh?" Jianlong Demon looked forward with his eyes. The Wood Demon Saint Ancestor whose legs were bitten off not only did not cry out in pain, but the wood vines flew around behind him and gave birth to new legs.

The pair of severed legs that Jianlong Demon was biting in his mouth had now turned into two withered vines.

Jianlong Demon spit it out and cursed loudly: "You old idiot, are both your legs fake?"

At this moment, the Wood Demon Saint Ancestor had taken the opportunity to run far away and shouted without looking back: "Hey, this is called the golden cicada escaping from its shell. I'm waiting for you on the shore."

The Thunder Tribulation Stick in the hand of the Wood Demon Saint Ancestor thrust forward, a hole was made in the edge of the water prison, and his body turned into the shadow of a long vine.

The flying scroll jumped out and then landed steadily on the shore.

The Wood Demon Saint Ancestor turned around and pointed the Thunder Tribulation Stick at the Jianlong Demon in the water, "You big loach, do you dare to play with me on the shore for a while? If you lose, you will I'll carry you through Longyue Gorge. If you win, I'll do whatever you want with me."

Jianlong Demon hesitated for a moment, and then shouted: "If I go to the shore, without the blessing of the water spirit in the waterway, my water prison technique will collapse. In an environment without water, my force value will drop a lot. Old wood, you are quite cunning, but you still underestimate the strength of this Dragon King."

As he spoke, the Jianlong Demon twisted its body and rushed ashore.

Sure enough, the water prison technique around its body broke away from the sky above the waterway and collapsed like a day of rain.

The bones of the Jianlong Demon's body creaked, and its original one-hundred-foot body shrunk to ten feet in size. A pair of sharp dragon claws protruded from both sides of its abdomen.

"Sooner or later, I, the Dragon King, will fly to the sky. I am committed to this Longyue Gorge just for practice. Old Mumu, if I lose to you, I will naturally be willing to carry you across the river. And if I win, hehe, I will swallow about you."

Xu Yang, who was hiding behind the rocks on the shore, thought to himself: "The Jianlong Great Demon has shrunk its body and become more flexible. This can offset the disadvantage of being unable to move on land. Just wait for the Wood Demon Saint Ancestor to bring it to the shore again." If it attracts some from the deep side, I will go around behind it and surround it from front to back to capture it."

The eyes of both the Wood Demon Saint Ancestor and the Jianlong Demon were spitting fire.

"Come on, let's hurt each other!"

"Come on, let's hurt each other!"

The two shouted and rushed together.

The Wood Demon Saint Ancestor's cultivation level is not as good as his opponent, but the Thunder Tribulation Stick in his hand is powerful. When the stick comes out, a ball of thunder explodes, and it contains the power of heavenly calamity.

boom! boom!

Not in the water, the Jianlong Demon's flexibility was greatly reduced, and he received two thunder sticks in a row. In the injured area, the scales were turned outwards, white smoke was rising, and the flesh and blood were burnt.

"You old immortal hit me with a thunderball. I'm going to eat you to make up for it."

The Jianlong Demon's eyes were red, and he twisted his body, exuding a huge water-attributed demon atmosphere, and the world was darkened for a moment.

"Demon magic - mud flow swamp!"

The dry ground under the feet of the Wood Demon Saint Ancestor opposite suddenly turned into mud. He fell into it with one step, his body swayed, and the stick he swung missed.

The Jianlong Demon took the opportunity to pounce, flicking its tail and hitting the Wood Demon Saint Ancestor.

boom!

The Wood Demon Saint Ancestor was thrown out, smashed several boulders, and fell to the ground.

"Xu Xiaoxian!" The Wood Demon Saint Ancestor was lying on the ground, shouting with the Thunder Tribulation Stick in his hand raised high.

Jianlong Demon looked around and wondered: "Who is Xu Xiaoxian?"

"it's me."

The indifferent voice floated out from nowhere, but landed like thunder.

A green figure flashed out from behind the rock.

"A human race? A gap between his teeth?" Jianlong Demon said contemptuously when he saw that Xu Yang was a human race.

Xu Yang knelt down and put his hands on the ground.

"Wood Release—Wooden Dragon Binding!"

With his hands as the center, circles of green light patterns spread out, as if they were the realm of powerful immortal wood spirits.

Rumble!

In the wood spirit realm, a huge ivy sprouted out of the ground. In a blink of an eye, the green vine transformed into a wood dragon.

The big wooden dragon immediately wrapped Jianlong tightly from head to tail.

The color of the wooden dragon's body changed from green to withered yellow. The powerful binding power of the wooden spirit was many times stronger than the shackles.

"You? What do you want to do?" Jianlong struggled desperately, but couldn't break free.

Xu Yang ignored him, stood up, and walked towards Jianlong step by step.

"You, don't come over." Jianlong said in a panic.

At this moment, the Wood Demon Saint Ancestor got up from the ground and activated the Wood Escape Technique. Green liquid flowed out of the wound, and it quickly recovered as before.

"Master Xu, use the power of wood escape to lock the sea of ​​consciousness under this guy's eyebrows, and he will never be able to escape." The Wood Demon Saint Ancestor reminded loudly.

Xu Yang's body control

He rose up in the air and came to the position of one of Jianlong's dragon heads.

Jianlong opened his mouth to bite Xu Yang, but he just couldn't reach it.

Xu Yang hooked his fingers, and a green vine sprouted from the Wood Dragon Technique, wrapping the Jianlong's mouth tightly.

Jianlong's mouth was squeaking and he couldn't speak, let alone bite anyone.

After that, Xu Yang slapped his right palm on Jianlong's forehead.

Just when Xu Yang was about to use his skills to lock Jianlong's sea of ​​consciousness, something strange happened.

His whole body was shaking uncontrollably, his eyes protruded, his face was twisted in pain, and he opened his mouth but could not speak.

Tsk! Tsk!

Streams of green demonic energy overflowed from the pores on Xu Yang's body. His body quickly turned into a wood demon, and pieces of green buds broke through his skin and came out.

These branches and buds grow wildly with Xu Yang's body as the "soil".

Xu Yang's eyes also turned wood green.

He fell from mid-air to the ground, lost consciousness, and passed out.

The wooden dragon restraint technique that originally trapped Jianlong collapsed after losing Xu Yang's control.

Shizhang Jianlong regained his freedom and breathed heavily.

"Old Mumu, you almost killed me, what the hell is going on?" Jianlong asked very dissatisfied.

The Wood Demon Saint Ancestor changed his face and said with a sinister smile: "He is a human race, and you and I are both a demon race. Therefore, I will definitely choose to cooperate with you instead of him. This person's Wood Escape talent is even better I don't know how many times he is above me. Before he came here, I gave him three bowls of Millennium Wooden Vine Tea. If he didn't take action, he would be fine. With the help of the spiritual power in the tea, his body became what it is now."

As the Wood Demon Saint Ancestor said, he kicked Xu Yang who was lying on the ground.

Xu Yang was motionless, and the green branches and leaves growing on his body were twisting strangely.

"Old wood, the cunning one is talking about you."

"The longevity of your big loach is also ten thousand years, each other."

"Hey hey hey."

"Hey hey hey."

The two laughed evilly.

"Next, how should we divide the fruits of this victory?" Jianlong looked at Xu Yang lying on the ground, "My tail was injured by you, why don't I swallow this guy to make up for it."

"No!" The Wood Demon Saint Ancestor decisively refused, "I have sacrificed my life for this plan. This guy's Wood Escape physique is not suitable for you, and is more suitable for me. I will take away his Wood Escape Soul Yuan, and then I can Steadily hit the Heavenly Tribulation Realm. My life is about to end, and this is my best chance."

The Wood Demon Saint Ancestor said: "I won't let your help go in vain. After I swallow this boy's Wood Soul Escape Element, I will give you the Thunder Tribulation Stick in my hand. Haven't you wanted it for a long time? "

"Thunder Tribulation Stick, this is your lifeblood." Jianlong's eyes seemed to be sewn onto the Thunder Tribulation Stick in the hand of the Wood Demon Saint Ancestor, "I am a half-dragon beast with flesh and bones, if this thunder is By refining the bones through the Jie Stick Sacrifice, the Dragon King will take a big step forward on the path of true dragons.”

"Although the Thunder Tribulation Stick is good, it is just an external thing." The facial muscles of the Wood Demon Saint Ancestor twitched. "Compared to my ability to survive, it is insignificant."

"Okay, I agree." Jianlong nodded.

The Wood Demon Saint Ancestor bent down and grabbed Xu Yang who was lying on the ground.

"Xu Xiaoxian, the only one who can truly become an immortal is my Wood Demon Saint Ancestor. Ever since the little demon Lan Die asked you to bring me a jar of nectar, I knew you were an enemy rather than a friend. I naturally hate sweets like nectar. It’s not like the little fairy Landie doesn’t know. She asked you to bring me nectar just to stir up the conflict between you and me and get rid of me with your help. As for the little fairy Landie, she has already been taken over by me. Plant the Wood Erosion Curse Seal and I can kill her at any time." The Wood Demon Saint Ancestor looked proud.

"Old Mumu, do it quickly to avoid long nights and dreams. My body is not suitable for leaving the water for a long time." Jianlong urged.

"My path to becoming a true immortal begins with swallowing Xu Xiaoxian."

The Wood Demon Saint Ancestor activated his demon power. His right hand that grabbed Xu Yang's chest became like a root, burrowing under Xu Yang's skin and trying to devour the Wood Escape Soul Essence in Xu Yang's body.

"The beautiful Wood Soul Essence Yuan has this kind of taste." The face of the Wood Demon Saint Ancestor was twisted.