The Emperor of the Netherworld

At this moment, Jingwei is like a flying goddess, dancing the most beautiful dance over the East China Sea.

The demeanor is fluttering, the light yarn is dancing, and the peach fragrance is fragrant in a trance, permeating the East China Sea.

She, where the fairy shadow passed, there were several red lotuses rooted in the void.

After a while, blood-colored red lotus spread all over the sky.

The large net woven by the red lotus ruthlessly besieged Ao Li.

Just like he killed Jingwei that day, it was no different.

Only then did Ao Li recover from the defeat of the first blow and look around in despair.

In addition to the color of blood or blood, the bewitching red lotus was like a beautiful woman, smiling at him.

It's just that there is no enchantment in those bright eyes, and some are just cold to the extreme killing intent!

Ao Li's body was cold, the red color seemed to be a life-urging charm, his heart was broken, and his heart was unstable.

Jingwei stood on the edge of the sky, looking at Ao Li from afar across the sea of red lotus.

Under her feet, the Twelve Rank Karmic Fire Red Lotus slowly rotated, and the crimson lace carried endless karmic fire, magnificent and cruel!

Ao Li's breath suddenly stagnated, and he shouted like a madman.

"The best innate spirit treasure??no!!You are just a golden immortal, it is impossible to break the prohibition of the best innate spirit treasure! This is absolutely impossible! Don't try to deceive this prince!"

With Ao Li's lung-splitting roar, his breath became more and more violent!

Although madness is devouring his reason, it also makes his combat power skyrocket.

"Whew!!"

A mighty roar sounded from Ao Li's mouth, and he abandoned the Sun Sword and turned into his body.

is also a five-clawed golden dragon, he is the prince of the dragon clan, and his blood is extremely pure.

The bright golden dragon scales shone brightly, and the dragon horns were not large, but they were full of life and sharp.

The dragon's whiskers sparkled with thunder.

The dragon's tail shook hard, and the panicked thunder exploded in everyone's ears.

Compared with Ao Lie, Taiyi Golden Immortal's Ao Li is even more powerful, and the glory of the dragon clan in the past can be glimpsed from him.

Ao Lie is too old and has cultivated profoundly, and such a meaningless battle will not be revealed.

Because it represents an imperfection in the control of one's own power.

Ao Li's body was filled with a crazy aura, and the Yuan exploded from time to time, overlapping with the thunder sound, rendering this place into a forbidden place.

Jingwei had a cold little face and looked at Ao Li indifferently.

"You act arbitrarily and indiscriminately kill innocents, our human race has no grievances with you, and you regard my human race as ants, wantonly humiliate and kill, and now your soul is scattered"

Jingwei ruthlessly pronounced the ending that Ao Li deserved.

"Hahaha.... This prince is the prince of the dragon clan, who dares to touch me?"

Ao Li completely lost his mind and shouted frantically.

Thousands of feet of dragon body writhing in the sky, setting off a majestic rain, thunder like a prison, ten thousand thunders across the heavens and the earth.

Sneer...

The rainwater is poured on the red lotus, and it directly vaporizes and rises.

On the contrary, under the stimulation of the rain, the red lotus became more and more enchanting.

Not only that, but the orange-red flame began to ignite from the heart of the flower.

At first, the flames were weak, swaying in the wind, and could burst at any time.

But in an instant, the flames were blazing.

It starts from the center of the flower and burns outward, spreads over the petals, and finally wraps the whole red lotus.

In this way, countless red lotuses slowly bloomed in the divine fire.

"Ahhh

As the red lotus bloomed, Ao Li began to let out a terrible scream.

Looking closely, Ao Li's body was dissatisfied with the roots of the red lotus at some point.

The tenacious roots were sharper than arrows, piercing the dragon scales without hindrance, plunging into Ao Li's flesh.

The roots lit up with a millimeter, like a breathing lamp, domineeringly extracting the nutrients in Ao Li's body and delivering them to the red lotus.

Ao Li frantically flew, swayed, and rampaged in mid-air trying to get rid of the roots.

The pain of his soul in the depths made him wail.

The sharp dragon claws waved recklessly, the golden light was shining, and the immortal yuan burst.

The tendrils were unscathed, and his body was dripping with blood from the near-self-mutilating onslaught.

Large swaths of dragon scales fell off like falling flowers and fell into the sea.

Before the blood can drip down, it is absorbed by the roots and turned into nourishment.

Ao Li's mighty dragon body dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His screams grew weaker and weaker.

"Father... Father!!Save the child!Father!!"

Ao Li tried his best and shouted for help.

He hoped that his father would come forward and save his life.

Ao Hong swallowed, this kind of method is too cruel.

He looked at it as if he had experienced it himself, and the chill and horror lingered in his heart, and he couldn't go away for a long time.

The throbbing of blood in his heart made him turn his head, he didn't have the prince who could save him!

At this moment, how much he hoped that the Dragon Ancestor could get out of the predicament, lead the Dragon Clan to rebuild its past glory, and reign over the flood.

Li Xuan sneered, and said indifferently: "Poor people must have something to hate, if you were in peace with yourself, how could you have today's disaster?

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