Clan Leader, the Aura Recovery Is Finally Here

The eight-winged sea dragon demon naturally has never seen such an arrogant human veteran Taoist. Naturally, he has to teach this damn human being in front of him.

What do you mean by someone outside? There are heaven outside the sky!

Here in the Dragon King, any Practitioner will die!

With this thought in mind, the body of the eight-winged sea dragon demon has all been wrapped in the strange purple smoke.

Generally, it is like reaching the eight-winged sea dragon demon half-step Martial Saint level, basically comprehending the complete integration of a complete road.

And the avenue of this eight-winged sea dragon demon is the avenue of weird poison that makes everything contaminated with a little bit of death!

"Roar...Roar..."

A terrifying dragon roar resounded through any corner of the seventeenth floor of this town demon tower. The eight-winged sea dragon demon was over ten thousand meters in size with a terrifying body with extremely terrifying pressure and used those golden vertical pupils to violent eyes. Looking at Zhang Changsheng.

The corners of that huge mouth that looked like an abyss had already gathered a huge amount of purple poisonous gas energy.

"Corrupt the world!"

In an instant, accompanied by the sky-shattering roar of the eight-winged sea dragon demon, a group of terrifying black and purple poisonous energy balls that far surpassed the previous black and purple aura suddenly appeared in this demon town tower.

And this black and purple poison gas energy ball was like it was about to cause the end of the world, exuding that amazing corrosive destructive power, and terrifying oppressive power.

The terrifying poison caused the sea under the eight-winged sea dragon demon to instantly turn black and purple!

The eight-winged sea dragon demon unintentionally shook the dragon-like tail behind him from time to time, and his big golden eyes proudly said, "Old Taoist, this is my strongest blow. Didn't you say you want to fight with your own body? I want to see if you are really not afraid of death, or if you are frightened by this Dragon King trick!"

"Don't worry, you will be corroded and melted by my trick in an instant, to ensure that there is no pain at all, you can go with peace of mind!"

After the eight-winged sea dragon demon finished speaking, the huge black and purple poisonous smoke energy ball rushed to the ancestor Zhang Changsheng with a terrifying power.

Everything that the black purple poisonous smoke energy ball touched was completely corroded and melted, and there was no slag left.

Zhang Changsheng's complexion has not changed, the whole body is contaminated with highly toxic fumes, and the seventeenth floor of this town demon tower has been wrapped in it.

If it is a Practitioner below half a step Martial Saint level here, I am afraid that it would have been melted by this terrifying and treacherous poisonous smoke.

You must know that this is not a simple poisonous smoke. This poisonous smoke carries the power of the eight-winged sea dragon demon that combines the rules of the poisonous avenue.

But no, that ordinary poisonous gas, and this kind of poisonous smoke that contains energy, is pervasive and extremely difficult to defend. Undoubtedly, at present, the existence of the eight-winged sea dragon demon is indeed sealed in the tower of the town demon. Seventeen floors.

There is indeed this strength!

The Patriarch Zhang Changsheng didn't feel a little moved in his heart. On the contrary, he was full of interest in the eight-winged sea dragon demon, a blow that contained the rules of the path of poison.

This is perhaps the most powerful and troublesome attack used by Zhang Changsheng among the enemies ever faced.

Zhang Changsheng's half-squinted eyes with a hint of golden light, said lightly, "Hundred thousand gods feather the sword furnace!"

This is the first time the ancestor Zhang Changsheng has used the advanced Sword Technique in Kunpeng.

Accompanied by the energy like a golden thread around the old ancestor Zhang Changsheng, the extremely heavy and solid breath circulates outside his body.

At this moment, Zhang Changsheng's body is covered with golden threads, and the body gradually shows a golden texture.

Together with the long silver-white hair, it was refracted by the golden glow of the whole body, with a slight golden-yellow feeling.

The eight-winged sea dragon demon looked at the human veteran Taoist who was still floating in the air with a thick golden light glowing all over his body.

There was also disdain and inconceivability in his heart, after all, the completely cultivated poisonous smoke was its natal supernatural power, and it was combined with the power of the rules of the poisonous road that merged with its own comprehension and fusion.

The general half-step Martial Saint level repair Practitioner, facing this trick is either death or injury!

If the Cultivation Base Realm is below the half-step Martial Saint level, the horrible trick of contaminating it, even a little bit, will undoubtedly die!

It's a pity that the brains of this very powerful old Taoist priest have been broken, but the eight-winged sea dragon demon is still very interested in watching a pretentious human being who thinks he is a genius Practitioner dies in his hands.

A clear pleasure that is difficult to express in words.

The black purple poison smoke energy ball has quickly approached the old master Zhang Changsheng, and now the distance between the two is less than 100 meters, and the terrifying poison emitted by this black purple poison smoke energy ball has already made this town the seventeenth demon tower. The layer is destroyed and corroded!

Zhang Changsheng's long silver-white hair with golden light was pressed by the black and purple poisonous smoke energy ball and drifted in the wind.

"Humph!"

The ancestor Zhang Changsheng finally started at this moment.

The huge golden feathers full of sharp golden aura revealed from the sword of slaying the sky that he wielded, the golden light soaring into the sky.

In almost an instant, the seventeenth floor of this demon town tower was completely submerged.

Under the unbelievable gaze of the eight-winged sea dragon demon, nearly 100,000 golden feathers with a sharp aura resisted the black and purple poisonous smoke with terrifying and corrosive rules.

And under the ancestor Zhang Changsheng slightly swung his sword, the 100,000 golden feathers that exuded terrifying power began to gather regularly!

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