True Immortal of the Netherworld

Outside Feng Ming Yuan.

The red-robed second prince was in a hurry to collect his true energy, and billowing red scale dragon demonic aura emitted from his body. In the rolling demonic aura, there was a faint scaled dragon covered in red scales, with angry eyes and bloody mouth, teeth and claws, and the void was shaking. The strong wind is blowing backwards, and its momentum is amazing.

"This prince hasn't met a real opponent for a long time. I want to see how powerful a disciple of the Ghost Sect like you is."

The second prince in red robe shouted, stepped on the red air wave, raised a pair of iron fists and smashed towards Xu Yang.

The bulging fist wind conjured up the head of a red-scaled dragon, with a bloody mouth and angry eyes, solid and real. The fists were as ferocious as the bites of dragon beasts, the friction made a hissing sound in the air, and the red air waves rolled up, with terrifying power.

After leaving Feng Mingyuan, there was no longer any suppression of the body by the Mingguang Crystal, and Xu Yang suddenly felt that he could breathe easier. Try to activate the magic power in your body so that it runs smoothly.

Seeing the red-robed second prince opposite him specifically challenging him, Xu Yang smiled lightly and then said: "The air outside is really good."

Seeing that the red-robed second prince opposite was about to take action against Xu Yang, the fire girl A'Zhu on the side, the corners of her red skirt stirred up red flames, the power of the red bird suddenly appeared, the beauty of the fire girl.

"Xiaoxian, I'm here to help you." A'Zhu said with beautiful eyes.

"A'Zhu, you just need to protect Miss Qiao'er who is injured and don't let Liu Haiyu get distracted." Xu Yang instructed.

"A'Zhu knows." A'Zhu agreed obediently. As soon as he finished speaking, red flames flickered all over A'Zhu's body, turning into a stream of fire and coming to Yun Qiao'er's side.

"Thank you Miss A'Zhu." Yun Qiao'er said sincerely.

"Please, Miss A'Zhu." Liu Haiyu on the side said with cupped hands. Immediately, he raised his head and looked at the people across from him, and his eyes stopped on the Eighth Prince.

"It seems that among the people on the opposite side, the young man in white robe and horns has the strongest soul power." Liu Haiyu saw the clues at a glance. Then, Xinbu walked towards the Eighth Prince.

"Master Xu Yang, thank you for taking me in. These people want to bully you, Master, just to bully me. As one of the three ancestors of scale dragons, no matter how bad I am, I am not something these small fish and shrimps can challenge. With my power, you Take it and use it." The deep and distant voice of the Dark Scale Beast came from Xu Yang's mind.

"Let us fight together." Xu Yang replied.

Immediately activated the power of the black-scaled dragon and the underworld scale in his body.

In the space of Xu Yang's Zifu, the small ball, which was only a few inches in size and covered with black scales, suddenly started to move. First, a pair of hook-like claws appeared, then a head with a pair of sharp horns, and finally a pair of hind legs and a long tail.

In the blink of an eye, an ink-colored scaly dragon about the size of a foot appeared. This scaly dragon was completely black, even the whites of its bright eyes were black, and traces of black netherworld energy emanated from its body. Different from ordinary netherworld energy, it is not only extremely pure and condensed, but also has a strange aura.

The black scale dragon twisted its body, and powerful power was injected into Xu Yang's blood.

I saw that Xu Yang stretched out his fists, and there were a few shiny black scales on the surface of the exposed fists.

puff.

Immediately afterwards, pure black flames ignited on the two fists. The flames twisted and rolled, and the power of the netherworld contained in them had transformed, like two scaly dragons twisting up and down, and the evil tyranny was exposed.

"Dark Fire Fist."

Fight with fists! Never give in!

Black fire rolled and black scales shone.

Bang bang bang. Bang bang bang.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them were exchanging dozens of punches, and the wind seemed to roar like a pair of scaly dragons.

"What? The scale dragon fist is the same as mine, but the power of the scale dragon contained in it is not from my eight different bloodlines, but the black scale dragon sealed in the stone wall. It's really weird, first it was in Gui Gu Changyang's scabbard After sealing the gray-scaled rain demon, Xu Yang has obtained the black-scaled dragon and the dark scale. These two are the mortal enemies of my Baqi lineage."

The second prince in red robe thought in his mind and shouted: "Xu Yang, you actually subdued the black scale dragon. You are obviously not a member of the scale dragon tribe, but you stole the power of the scale dragon tribe. It seems that I must keep you here today." "

The second prince in red robe pinched the magic formula with both hands, and clasped his ten fingers together, like the head of a scaly dragon.

"Eight different bloodlines, innate divine power, only I am the red scale!"

He pinched the secret technique with both hands, and the bones all over his body creaked. And behind him, a red scaled dragon light and shadow dozens of feet in size suddenly appeared.

Immediately afterwards, the red scaly dragon's light and shadow flew and shrank, and quickly submerged into the body of the red-robed second prince.

With the injection of this divine power, red scales of different sizes grew on the exposed skin of the second prince in red robes at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even the exposed half of his cheeks had a thin layer of red scales. scales.

In the blink of an eye, the red-robed second prince's whole body was completely transformed into a scale, and the tips of his ten fingers were like hooks, looking like scale claws. And behind him, there was a dragon's tail about ten feet in size, swaying back and forth.

"Ouch!"

The second prince in red robe looked up to the sky and roared angrily. He looked like a human but not a human, a demon but not a demon. His eyes were as red as blood, and the wind around him was like fire.

"Red Scale Wrath!"

The red-robed second prince shouted, jumped up high, clenched his fists tightly, and slammed them down.

The fist wind transformed into a red scale dragon that was dozens of feet in size, with bloody eyes and an angry mouth, sharp horns and sharp claws. It bit out and set off a huge red wave in the sky, like an extraterrestrial creature.

The body of the second red-robed prince was wrapped in the head of the huge red-scaled dragon, and his clenched fists were just like the sharp teeth in the angry mouth of the red-scaled dragon.

Weird magic, weird people, and weird power.

Seeing the opponent using his killing move, Xu Yang had no intention of giving in.

Taking one step forward, there was a pop behind him, and a pair of huge flame wings unfolded. The difference was that these flame wings were black.

The black fire wings behind him fluttered, and the whole person flew into the air. The powerful power of the Nether Scale revealed a huge black dragon's light and shadow behind it.

Buzz!

The light and shadow of the black scale dragon trembled, and they were all submerged into Xu Yang's Tianling Cap. The Haoran Heavenly Veins connecting his Tianling Cap and the Zifu space began to rotate rapidly. The powerful power of the netherworld filled the whole body like a stormy wave, and the black crystal on the body surface A light flickered.

Click click click.

There was a crisp sound, and Xu Yang was covered in shiny black armor from head to toe.

Black scale helmet, black scale pauldrons, black scale wrist guards, black scale breastplate, black scale leg armor, black scale boots. Like a scaly dragon war god from ancient times.

"The wrath of the underworld."

The next moment, Xu Yang also clenched his fists tightly and punched them out suddenly.

"Ouch!"

A shocking roar of a beast, as if coming from distant antiquity, desolate and terrifying.

The fist wind condensed, and a black flame ignited on the surface of the body. A huge black scale dragon with a height of a hundred feet flew out, with black eyes, black horns, black hook teeth, and black sharp claws.

Black battle armor, black anger, and black scale dragons cover the sky and the sun, stirring up the black and yellow.

…

The other side.

Led by the eldest prince in gold robe, the third prince in purple robe, the fifth prince in green robe and the sixth prince in blue robe began to besiege Guigu Changyang.

"Scattered attacks are ineffective, why don't we attack together." The golden-robed prince suggested.

"Listen to big brother."

"Working together."

“Brothers are of one mind.

The other three princes responded one after another.

The eldest prince in gold robes was in front, the other three princes in purple robes, the fifth prince in green robes, and the sixth prince in blue robes stood in a row, patting the former's shoulders with both hands.

Several people worked together and used their bloodline to concentrate all the skills of the four people on the golden-robed prince.

"ah!"

The golden-robed prince suddenly felt that the mana in his body was so full that it exploded. He roared to the sky, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and his aura doubled instantly.

At the feet of the golden-robed eldest prince, golden, purple, green, and blue ripples were superimposed, which was the power of several of his demon realms.

Immediately afterwards, the golden-robed eldest prince threw out the golden-scaled sword in his hand.

In the four-color demon realm, ripples rolled, and a four-headed scale dragon measuring dozens of feet emerged from it. The four heads have different colors, gold, purple, green, and blue, and they move their heads and tails in a horrifying manner.

"Combined attack-Four-scaled dragon!"

The next moment, the four-color scale dragon headed straight for Guigu Changyang.

Guigu Changyang stood there, his blue-gray eyes full of determination.

"If you want to fight, then fight!" Guigu Changyang said coldly.

His right hand tightly grasped the handle of the demon sword in the scabbard, and the fluctuations of his body's soul power and the fluctuations of the demon power on the demon sword quickly merged into one.

"sand--"

There was a horrifying sound inside the scabbard, as if an ancient ferocious beast was secretly opening its huge mouth and spitting out a bloodthirsty breath.

Guigu Changyang's blue-grey eyes were as cold and deep as the sea in late winter. He narrowed his eyes and pulled out his right hand.

At that moment, the swordsman and the sword become one.

"warehouse!"

The demon sword is unsheathed, the sword is drawn, and the sword is drawn out in one go.

In an instant, a hundred feet of gray demonic energy rolled like a tide, and the shadow of a huge gray-scaled dragon in the demonic aura solidified as if it were real.

"Rain Demon's Slash!"

The blade fell, rolling like thunder, a hundred feet long, and shaped like a dragon. I can't tell whether it is the scale dragon or the blade. Maybe the blade is the scale dragon and the scale dragon is the blade.

The two fit together perfectly, inspiring the void.

The Rain Demon's Slash seems to be just a sword, but the meaning of the sword has already turned into countless tiny raindrops. Each drop is a sharp blade that cuts through gold and iron, endlessly.

There are many waves, swaying and boiling.

The same move was used a second time, and it was much more sharp than in Feng Ming Yuan.

rain. Rain of Blades. Demon, the demon of scaly dragon.

The rain demon is coming! The gods and ghosts retreat!

…

Liu Haiyu's side.

The situation was strange. The one confronting him was the Eighth Prince who had just received great luck from the Eight-Dimensional Scale Dragon.

The eighth prince, who looks like a young boy, wears a white robe and has double horns. He is very majestic and has a mysterious look in his eyes.

The two of them stood face to face, their eyes facing each other, motionless, but they saw white robes and blue clothes flying behind them.

Their eyes met, wrestling in secret.

A world of illusions opens out of thin air.

Half white, half blue.

Half are white clouds, half are blue sea.

Above the white clouds, a boy in a white robe and two horns stood tall, a hundred feet tall, like a giant reaching the sky.

Above the blue sea, Liu Haiyu, dressed in blue, is only life-size. Dressed in blue clothes, her face looks as calm as water. His momentum was not inferior to that of the young man in white robe opposite him.

"Liu Haiyu, I can crush you to death with just one finger." The voice was like thunder, resounding through the illusion space, with clouds rolling and electric snakes scurrying.

"Although the sky is big and the sea is vast, they are not as big as my heart." Liu Haiyu responded coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a boundless galaxy appeared behind him. Billions of stars are twinkling, gorgeous and far-reaching, and the power of the eternal stars lingers on the surface of Liu Haiyu's body like fairy mist.

At this moment, he is the master of this eternal galaxy.

This is Liu Haiyu’s Taoist heart.

Although the white-robed boy with two horns was a hundred feet tall, compared with the eternal stars opposite him, he was as small as a grain of sand on the beach.

The white-robed young man suddenly showed a look of pain.

"puff!"

White mist rolled.

The entire illusory world suddenly collapsed.

in the real world.

The boy in the white robe and horns and Liu Haiyu were still standing face to face, looking at each other.

At this time, the white-robed boy with two horns lost his previous calmness. He was panting heavily as if he had just fought for a hundred rounds, and his forehead was covered with large beads of sweat.

Liu Haiyu on the opposite side did not change at all, as quiet as still water.