Beast

The two collided at one place very quickly, and were separated in an instant.

The golden combat skill Big Dragon Power and the unique destructive combat skill Collapsing Air Slash collide in one place.

"bite!"

The sound of gold and iron chiming is very clear, short yet long, and very pleasant to the ear.

However, where the blood-gray sword light, which was extremely sharp and full of killing intent, and full of tearing power collided, it was completely destroyed before the air could turn into air waves and stir up.

Yang Qing's figure stopped abruptly.

The golden horn was suddenly covered with cracks, and a six-foot-long fierce golden dragon flew out.

The form of the golden dragon blurred at an extremely fast speed, and wild golden energy spurted out. After returning to the golden mace state, it quickly flew towards the descendants of the golden dragon.

"Is that all you can do?"

Yang Qing's voice was low and hoarse, sounding more ferocious than the descendants of the golden dragon, and his words were full of ridicule and arrogance.

At this time, the distance is still far, so it is inevitable that the power of the combat skill 'Big Dragon Power' will not be as powerful as two years ago. Yang Qing is not sure whether the strength of this descendant of the golden dragon has increased, and how much.

The power is beyond this, and the sarcasm and arrogance in his words are to anger the descendant of the golden dragon, and make him think that his strength is only this, and because of the surge in strength, he becomes arrogant and loses caution.

The descendant of the golden dragon looked slightly startled. He didn't expect that Yang Qing's strength would improve so much, but he was only slightly startled. It was just the sound of chilling that made him fearful.

Angrily laughed back and said, "Haha, good, very good, the little ladybug has been able to exert the power of courage and qualifications, let's see how big a wave you can make!"

"Whoosh!"

"Boom!"

The golden mace quickly returned to the golden dragon's hand.

A stern smile appeared on Yang Qing's lips, and he flapped his wings and galloped. He secretly thought that the descendant of the golden dragon did not intercept his approach because it must be stronger at close range. Being so immobile was equivalent to waiting for work.

In the blink of an eye, the distance between the two was only more than ten feet.

At such a distance, the murderous intention in Yang Qing's heart suddenly became stronger, and his strength no longer needed to be concealed.

But at this time, the descendant of the golden dragon became fiercely ferocious and yelled "Golden Dragon Patrolling the Sky!", and saw a thick golden mist suddenly appearing in a radius of more than 20 feet around it. It was very sharp and sharp, and surged endlessly.

Immediately, he wrapped up the galloping Yang Qing and entered.

This golden mist is transformed by the pure essence of the descendants of the golden dragon.

Yang Qing rushed forward at an explosive speed. His most powerful combat skill, the air-splitting slash, could be used at any time. He knew that it would not be an attack that could easily defeat the golden mace with one strike of the air-splitting slash. He then killed the descendant of the golden dragon. But he did not expect to encounter him.

Such a situation.

The rich golden mist is very thick and full of sharpness.

"clank!"

The chilling sound lingered around him, shaking away the golden mist.

Otherwise, the surging mist alone can cut scratches on the gray scales, and a slight sound of chilling can resist the sharpness of the mist.

Yang Qing galloped at an explosive speed, and his body was already submerged in the golden mist. The golden mist could only slow down his speed but could not hurt him. However, after his body was submerged in the golden mist, he discovered that he could no longer find the golden mist.

The descendant of the dragon lost his shape and suddenly lost his direction.

"Illusion array!"

Yang Qing felt a shiver in his heart as he realized that this mist was a profound illusory formation, or that this mist was the 'sky' of the 'Golden Dragon Sky Survey'.

When I read this, the chilling sound lingering around me became clear.

The spiritual consciousness carefully searched, and the eyes were sharp enough to break the illusion, hoping to find the body shape of the descendant of the golden dragon, or its spiritual consciousness, so as to break the illusory formation here.

He knew that with the strangeness of his own spiritual consciousness, Zunpin Kunhun had the courage and qualifications to kill, and ordinary illusory formations could not trap him for a moment. He would soon be immune to the illusory power of this golden mist, and he could confidently activate it.

Attacking with the chilling sound can break the "sky" of this "golden dragon".

He also knew that the descendant of the golden dragon would not leave him a gap to break the illusory power. If he used his spirit and qualifications to kill at this time, it would be difficult to kill the descendant of the golden dragon.

"Ho, ho..."

The golden mist surged endlessly, and a majestic roar of beasts could be heard.

More than a dozen golden dragons, about ten feet in size, rushed from all directions, shaking their heads and wagging their tails in a lifelike manner.

The golden horn is full of tearing power.

His expression was so ferocious that he wanted more than a dozen of them to work together to blast Yang Qing into pieces.

Being in an illusion, it is not easy to control the collision trajectories of more than ten golden dragons. The advantage is to have the courage and qualifications to kill, so that the spiritual consciousness has a strong ability to resist the illusion, and can clearly distinguish the collision trajectories of more than ten golden dragons.

However, Yang Qing could sense that these golden dragons were just small ones exploring the way. In order to contain him and prevent him from accumulating combat skills, a killer move would come later.

The power of each of these three-foot-long golden dragons is comparable to the ordinary blow of a golden mace.

If it were two years ago, after Yang Qing resisted these golden dragons, except for using the killing sound attack, he would not have any spare power to resist the subsequent killing moves.

This time it's different.

After transforming into a beast, the true soul of Zunpin has increased by nearly three times, and his vigor and qualifications for killing have also increased accordingly.

What followed was a great increase in strength.

It is enough to fight against more than a dozen golden dragons with ordinary attacks. You can still have enough energy to charge up the air-splitting slash and attack with all your strength.

He couldn't predict how powerful the killing move behind more than a dozen golden dragons would be, so Yang Qing could only use the strongest attack - Sky Splitting Slash.

What happens next is likely to be a duel between the strongest attacks.

Yang Qing's spiritual consciousness locked on more than ten golden dragons. With a thought, the blood-suppressing breath surged into the massacre again. The blood gray gradually became thicker and brighter, and there was a faint sense of killing. The intention of killing was very strong.

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"Whoa!"

The blood-gray sword curtain passed by like a thunderbolt, but it turned very lightly.

The golden mist was cut open by a knife like a curtain and could not be closed instantly.

"ding ding ding"

The scaly wings were folded, and the thunderbolt blades instantly clashed with the lone horns of more than a dozen golden dragons that were about to attack at the same time.

The crisp sound of gold and iron clashing seemed to sound at the same time.

The blood-gray sword curtain was still there, and the collision of more than a dozen golden dragons stopped abruptly. The cracks on the golden horn immediately spread to the whole body.

If it were two years ago, Yang Qing would not be able to break through the attacks of more than ten golden dragons so neatly, even if he tried his best.

At this moment, the descendants of the golden dragon began to roar with ferocious shouts.

"Little ladybug, die!"

"roar……"

The majestic dragon roar!

I saw more than ten golden dragons bursting open immediately, and the golden mist not only did not surge, but actually thinned out in vain.

The descendant of the golden dragon's fierce body, which was more than ten feet tall, was revealed. The palms of his hands that looked like ferocious claws held a golden cloud, and hovering on the golden cloud was a golden dragon as powerful as hell, with four claws on its belly and a thick top.

antlers.

A pair of vivid golden eyes looked coldly at Yang Qing, whose figure was imprisoned by the thin golden mist.

This golden dragon makes people feel humble, and makes them feel that the thing in front of them is a giant dragon that has traveled thousands of miles.

However, this golden dragon is obviously smaller than the hand of the descendant of the golden dragon.

"Ouch..."

Facing the majesty of the golden dragon, and being imprisoned by the thin golden mist all over his body, Yang Qing's heart tightened, and the sound sounded like the rolling of muffled thunder, the roar of dragons and the roar of tigers like thunder.

Use this to fight against the might of the dragon. Use this to break the confinement of the thin golden mist.

"Boom!"

Thin golden mist rippled. At the same time, a half-foot-long golden dragon swung its tail angrily and stepped on it with four claws.

In the flash of golden light, there was still a shadow of a golden dragon on the golden cloud held by the descendant of the golden dragon beside him, and the golden dragon had already crossed a distance of more than ten feet and struck in front of Yang Qing.

Fast! Too fast!

If it weren't for the fact that when Yang Qing destroyed more than ten golden dragons, he still had some energy left to use the air-splitting slash, then he would have had no choice but to attack with the killing sound.

This golden dragon possesses dragon power and has some resistance to the spirit and aptitude. If the chilling sound cannot instantly disperse it, even though Yang Qing's gray scales are comparable to low-grade magic weapons, and even though the bones around his body are extremely hard, the golden dragon will also be in his body.

A bloody hole as thick as an arm was left on his chest.

"Whoa!"

The combat skill air splitting is used.

Spare no effort to hit the cracking air slash.

I don’t know if such an attack is lethal to the golden dragon. The killing sound attack will be launched at any time.

If one senses a life-threatening crisis, the Chilling Sound attack of the Prisoner Ox War Spirit can also be activated instantly.

"bite!"

As soon as the blood-gray narrow sword slashed out, it collided with the golden dragon's horn.

The heart-trembling sound of metal and iron clashing together is not that loud, but it is like the sound of a thunder explosion tearing the night sky apart on a rainy night, making the sky tremble.

Such a sound was very brief, and the place where the golden dragon and Kuang Tu collided seemed to collapse. The thin golden mist was extinguishing, starting from one point and spreading to about half a foot in the blink of an eye.

Even though part of the blood-suppressing breath spread all over his body, the powerful counter-shock force still made Yang Qing's body tremble violently, "Boom!", the thin golden mist roared, Yang Qing retreated ten feet, and the arm that was holding Kuangtu went numb for a while.

, he was shocked in his heart. He tried his best to strike, but it was only equivalent to the collision of the golden dragon. What kind of combat skill is this?!

"Ding ding ding!"

The half-foot-long golden dragon froze, its eyes suddenly went blank, and its golden body was suddenly filled with cracks.

Then, "Boom!", like a barrel of kerosene that was compressed to the limit and then ignited, the golden dragon exploded into pieces.

The solid golden energy rages wildly.

Yang Qing was knocked upside down by the bombardment, and he thought seriously in his heart. If the descendant of the golden dragon could launch such a powerful attack at a short distance, it would be impossible to kill him.

"What? Little ladybug, die!", the face of the descendant of the golden dragon changed wildly, and the shock in his heart was ten times stronger than that of Yang Qing. After not seeing each other for just two years, how could he be so strong that he could resist the golden dragon that he had cultivated for a long time?

Xuntian', even though it is difficult to control the real magical power 'Golden Dragon Xantian', and can only be used as a mid-level combat skill, it is not something that the descendant of this monster beast with messy bloodline power can resist!

During the violent drinking, before Yang Qing could stabilize his body from the frantic energy, the descendant of the golden dragon looked up to the sky and roared.

The roar exploded again, like a mountain collapsing and the earth cracking, "Transform into a dragon!"

The descendant of the golden dragon blurred like a puff of air, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a hundred-foot-long golden dragon.

It is a real golden dragon, not condensed from true essence.

The descendants of the golden dragon use the secret skills of the golden dragon clan, which are very powerful. Only the descendants of the golden dragon, after achieving the body of the golden dragon, can temporarily supplement the power of the golden dragon's bloodline and transform into gold at the expense of damaging the golden dragon's body.

Jiao, even transformed into a golden dragon.

"roar!"

Brutal roar.

A dragon swung its tail, like hitting a sparrow with a tree trunk, and hit Yang Qing.

"Peng!"

"Combat Technique Splitting the Sky!"

Yang Qing was hit so hard that his brain trembled, and he yelled loudly in his heart. His left forearm, which was holding the blade of the blade, swelled like blood. As the huge and thick dragon's tail was whipped, it suddenly flew backwards, and its scaly wings were blown by the strong wind.

Pressed to both sides of the body, the wind rumbles in the ears! (To be continued...)