True Immortal of the Netherworld

Chapter 457 Three Color Demon Realm

After the recovery, the eight heads of the eight-different scale dragon stared at Xu Yang and others below, twisting its huge body, exuding endless evil energy, covering the sky and the sun.

On the tips of its eight noses, strange three-color ripples emitted again. The three colors of red, yellow and green were like thick paint, turning the void in its path into a lifeless canvas.

Under the three-color demon realm, the air no longer flows, the light seems to be imprisoned, and the air of murder is filled, which is extremely terrifying.

"It is worthy of the three-color demon realm of the Yami Great God, a demon realm full of the power of illusion. As long as someone from my royal family can summon the Yami Scale Dragon, my scale dragon tribe will always be the master of the East China Sea Grand Palace." Zhan On the ship, the Emperor of the East China Sea, who had been watching the battle, sighed with emotion.

"Too powerful." The golden-armored general Boluo on the side said in amazement.

On the ground under the eight-dimensional scale dragon, the eyes of the boy in white robe and two horns were filled with admiration. Although he is only seven years old, his father has told him since he was sensible that the Eight-Dimensional Scaled Dragon is the only divine power of faith that the Scaled Dragon tribe can rely on. In his eyes, the Eight-Dimensional Scale Dragon is a unique god.

"Master Yami, I am your most loyal believer." The white-robed boy with two horns muttered silently in his heart, constantly maintaining spiritual communication with the avatar of the Yami-scaled dragon high in the sky.

"Father said that once the Eight-Different Scale Jiao is summoned, it must be controlled with spiritual consciousness at all times. Otherwise, the demonic power will go wild and it is likely to hurt yourself." The boy in white robe and two horns stared at the changes in front of him, not daring to do anything. Not the slightest bit of neglect.

Liu Haiyu was injured and could no longer fight. Yun Qiaoer, who had been drained of most of the mermaid's power, could not use his martial arts body. A'Zhu looked anxious, but could only protect the two from the side. Only Xu Yang was left to fight. With Guigu Changyang, the situation suddenly became very critical.

Xu Yang and Guigu Changyang looked at each other, with the same determination in their eyes.

"war!"

The two said in unison.

Guigu Changyang held the demon sword still in the scabbard across his chest.

Tsk!

A gray demonic aura curled up on the scabbard. In the demonic aura, a gray scale dragon about ten feet in size poked out its claws, head and body.

Gray eyes, gray scales, gray demon power fluctuations, the rain demon reappears.

"Big Hei, Ba Touzai's demon realm is too powerful, but right now it's just a clone, and it was just slashed by Liu Haiyu, which weakened a lot of its power. If you and I join forces, maybe we can resist it. The technique of confinement in the domain." At the moment of crisis, the gray scale dragon loudly suggested.

Xu Yang stretched out one arm and spread his palm.

In the palm of the hand, a black whirlwind appeared together, and a small ball about an inch in size appeared, with its surface covered with black shiny scales.

"I have degenerated into the original ball of the scale dragon, and my strength is far less than before. Can we really do it?" Ming Lin, who was only in the state of a black ball, replied.

"Don't forget how the two of us were defeated by Batouzai a long time ago. At that time, we did not cooperate, but fought on our own." Gray Scale Jiao said.

"Yes, I remember that we have never really joined forces. Let us fight side by side today." Black Scale Ball responded.

"And me, let's work together to deal with the crisis at hand. Don't forget the contract between us, we will advance and retreat together." Xu Yang said loudly.

"And me." Guigu Changyang on the side also responded loudly.

The four share the same enemy.

Guigu Changyang mobilized the magic power in his body and poured it crazily into the scabbard in his hand. On the scabbard, gray raindrops seemed to splash, and the magic power had condensed into a solid form, which showed how powerful his skill was.

"As expected of the master I chose, this power is exactly what I like." The gray-scaled dragon said as if drinking sweet rain.

Guigu Changyang was born with a "rain" body, and his skill body perfectly matched that of the gray-scaled rain demon.

With the help of Guigu Changyang's magic power, the gray-scale rain demon suddenly grew in size, one foot, two feet, and in an instant it stopped at a size of more than ten feet.

It twists its huge body, ejects gray arcs of electricity from its surface, thunders roll, and wind and rain suddenly appear. It is called the Rain Demon.

Almost at the same time, Xu Yang activated the black crystal true elixir in the Zifu space in his body.

Only the size of a chestnut, the shell of the Black Crystal True Pill melted quickly, and the powerful power of the netherworld rushed into the meridians like a river. After being guided by the technique, it gathered in the palm of the hand.

On the palm of Xu Yang's palm, there seemed to be a rolling black wave, with balls of dark scales jumping happily in it.

Tsk tsk tsk!

The power of the black crystal true elixir turned into thin black threads and disappeared into the ball of the underworld scale.

"Buzz!"

The ball of underworld trembled violently, with a head and sharp claws protruding from the surface, and quickly grew in size. In the blink of an eye, a black-scaled dragon with a size of more than ten feet appeared, hovering above Xu Yang's head.

Black eyes, black scales, black demonic aura, and gusts of sinister wind, as if there were hundreds of ghosts wailing, like a ghost dragon from hell, named Nether Scales.

"Rain Prison!"

"Hell!"

The gray scale dragon rain demon and the black scale dragon Ming Lin shouted in unison, the two beasts cooperated for the first time.

In an instant, gray and black demonic energy erupted like a volcano, rain covered the sky, and dark winds sprang up. The rain borrowed the force of the wind, and the wind borrowed the power of the rain.

The wind is like a knife, the rain is like a sword, and the two demon realms merge perfectly to form a more powerful underworld storm demon realm.

High in the sky, the three-color rippled demonic domain sprinkled by the eight-differentiated scale dragon was indeed blocked as soon as it touched the wind and rain demonic domain.

Groups of purple arcs exploded in the friction of the Demon Realm, thunder waves rolled, and the void cracked.

"Now, do it."

Xu Yang roared, the red light flashed in his eyes, and he used the Flame Spirit Technique to focus on the opposite side.

puff!

A pair of huge red fire wings ignited behind him, and in his hand was a golden flying knife. It was the golden-winged flying knife that he was good at using.

Without it, Xu Yang's target would be the white-robed, double-horned boy opposite.

"Since it was the Eighth Prince who summoned the Eight-Dimensional Scale Dragon, maybe defeating him can remove the current summoning technique."

Thinking like this, Xu Yang's trick has already been launched.

In the Zifu space, the golden ball transformed by the power of the Golden Crow Buddha's fire was constantly flowing with Sanskrit characters on its surface, and in an instant it turned into a golden flame-shaped three-legged Golden Crow.

Immediately afterwards, the golden-winged flying knife in Xu Yang's hand was glowing with golden spiritual flames, appearing like a three-legged golden crow with its head raised and flapping its wings.

The next moment, Xu Yang's body seemed to be jumping in the void, and with a flash of golden light, he appeared in front of the boy in white robe and horns more than ten feet away.

"Hundred-step Zen Kill!"

The power of this move that Xu Yang displayed immediately was completely different from before.

Fast! As fast as teleportation!

Before the "boy in white robe and two horns" could react, a straight golden thread had cut his throat.

And Xu Yang's figure has appeared ten feet away behind the white-robed, double-horned boy.

Xu Yang turned back coldly, with no mercy in his eyes.

"This?" In surprise, he saw a scene that he couldn't believe.

The body of the "white-robed boy with two horns" whose throat was cut by him with a golden-winged flying knife turned into a stream of three-color light and dispersed, leaving only a ball of three-color light mist flying in the void, which gradually dissipated. But its body has long since disappeared.

"What? It turned out to be a clone of light and shadow, and it was hidden from my Flame Spirit Eyes." Xu Yang quickly used his consciousness to look around.

"Puff puff!"

On the originally empty ground, eight three-color light curtains rose, and the light curtains condensed, revealing human figures. Each one looks like a boy in a white robe and two horns.

"If you want to kill me, you must first defeat the beast of my faith." The boy in white robe said with a proud laugh.

When Xu Yang searched with his consciousness, he found that the eight light and shadow clones were all the same, and it was impossible to tell which one was the true body of the white-robed, double-horned boy.

"If you can't tell the difference, let's kill them all together." An idea came to Xu Yang's mind.

On the other side, Guigu Changyang has also taken action.

But the targets were the eldest prince in gold robe, second prince in red robe, third prince in purple robe, fifth prince in green robe and sixth prince in blue robe.

In addition to the fifth prince in green robes and the sixth prince in blue robes who were in coma, the eldest prince in gold robes, the second prince in red robes, and the third prince in purple robes were all severely injured in their previous battles with Xu Yang and Guigu Changyang.

At this moment, the power of the scale dragon on the demon knife in Guigu Changyang's hand has separated from the blade body, summoning the gray scale dragon demon realm to play with the eight-different scale dragon. The demon sword that has lost the power of the scale dragon, although it lacks the powerful demon power, has a bit more purity of blade.

Guigu Changyang's figure is like a demon, he rushes out quickly, his clothes are rolling behind him like rain rolling down the eaves, making it impossible for people to focus on him.

"warehouse!"

The blade was unsheathed, and the blade flew into a silver rainbow.

His sword intention and sword strength are still at the peak, and he is worthy of being the chief swordsman among the younger generation of Tiangui Sect.

"Ahhhh."

After several screams, Guigu Changyang had several short horns in his hands, while the golden-robed prince and others held their heads in their hands, trembling all over, unable to gather even half of their power. Immediately, he collapsed and fell to the ground unconscious.

"I only cut off your horns this time, which is already an advantage for you." Gui Gu Changyang said disdainfully. Then he put away a few broken horns. This thing is a great supplement to the gray-scaled dragon.

Separate attacks are also the attack strategy secretly decided by Xu Yang and Guigu Changyang...

"You actually hurt some of my brothers, you all deserve to die." The boy in white robe and horns who had eight avatars shouted.

Eight indistinguishable young men in white robes and two horns all used magic formulas and shouted: "Where is the power of faith in the East China Sea?"

Suddenly, the entire void of Dadonghai shook.

Including the Grand Palace of the East China Sea, every place where people from the Scaled Dragon Tribe were present resonated with their faith. The guards in the palace, the clerks in the shops, the children playing... above everyone's head, a thin thread of light is projected. The colors of the threads are different, and each person's thoughts are contained in it. The power of personal belief in the scaled dragon beast. But these people were completely unaware of this. They couldn't see the light above their heads, but they just felt slightly thirsty.

Countless rays of faith rushed straight to the sky, flying around, gathering more and more, converging into a river of light, and throwing themselves into the body of the eight-dimensional scale dragon.

"Very good. This powerful power of faith makes me feel very good."

The eight-dimensional scale dragon shouted loudly, and the demonic aura on its body suddenly increased.

The three-color demon realm he inspired also became much stronger.

"Kakakaka."

The demon realm released by the gray scale dragon and the black scale dragon could no longer withstand the impact of the three-color demon realm, and shattered like a broken mirror.

"Swell!"

"Swell!"

Under the impact of the three-color demon realm, the gray-scaled rain demon and the black-scaled flood dragon Minglin, which were far less powerful than at their peak, were defeated one after another, and their huge bodies rolled and fell.

The gray scale dragon rain demon turned into a demonic aura and returned to the demon knife in Guigu Changyang's hand.

The black scale dragon turned into a small black ball again, was grasped by Xu Yang in the palm of his hand, and placed back into the Zifu space.

Without any obstruction, the feared three-color demonic domain came down.

The three-color prison imprisons Xuan Huang.

Xu Yang and Gui Gu Changyang looked panicked, as defeat was imminent.

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