Rumble!

In the surging black clouds, countless thunders were growing and brewing. At every moment, thousands of thunders bombarded the golden dragon with dazzling lights in the thunder clouds.

"Is this the real dragon? It's so difficult to deal with!"

Diapolo, who was trying to escape from the clouds, was a little miserable. Although he had tried his best to overestimate the power of the real dragon, he found that he still underestimated it when he really started to take action.

The old man who appeared in front of him was actually an incarnation sent by the Dragon King far away in the ocean, not a true body. After all, according to the sword immortal, the dragon clan and the human real immortal had an agreement.

But even incarnation, he has the experience and combat experience of being a Dragon Lord. Diapolo also knew this, so the moment he decided to take action, he released the power he had accumulated, and then he was reckless!

To put it bluntly, rush up, play close-kill, and stubbornly. Because Diapolo doesn't think his combat experience can compare to this Dragon Lord.

According to him, there are basically few real dragons in this world that are born and transformed by acquired transformation. Although they are humble, the disasters they experienced during the process of reaching the top are beyond his imagination.

His most primitive and barbaric fighting style really caught the Dragon Lord off guard at the beginning. But the Dragon Lord, who had been through disasters, quickly threw him away and set up the thunder clouds that filled the blessed sky.

Rumble!

The thick raser stormed in the sky and then bit Diapolo fiercely. However, before he could touch the light that spread across Diapolo's body, he was shattered by more than ten thin and weak golden threads.

It was the Zhoutian Star Tribulation Sword Destroy Formation composed of the flying sword refined by Diapolo. The sword formation used for attack in his imagination played its original function and defense at this moment.

"I don't believe it anymore. In my territory, a incarnation can make a big splash!"

Diapolo, who was a little tired of dealing with it, searched for the incarnation of the Dragon Lord. He originally had the idea of ​​fighting attrition with this Dragon Lord. After all, the incarnation only carries a will and carries limited power.

But when he realized that the thunder cloud was still expanding in the blessed land, he knew that this incarnation could automatically return to the blue. If he really dragged on it, he would lose, not the incarnation of the dragon king.

hold head high!

With a thought, the golden dragon, which was bombarded by thousands of thunders every moment, roared vigorously, and endless light and heat bloomed. The already shining and dazzling Diapolo became even more dazzling, like a sun hanging high in the sky.

Endless heavenly thunder grows out of the water vapor. As long as these clouds are erased, the true dragon will naturally manifest itself, and the continuous heavenly thunder will also lose its root of breeding.

"If this blessed land was opened by me, it would not take so much effort."

Diapolo, who transformed into the sun, felt the power consumed by madness, and this thought flashed through his mind. Although he could control the blessed land now, he could not compare to the original owner no matter how he was.

The surging heat wave swept around, and the atmosphere around him was twisted and deformed. The misty clouds were instantly evaporated, and some were even destroyed on the spot.

And below, the demons and ghosts who looked up at the battle situation in the sky finally saw the King Mu shining again, and many demons breathed a sigh of relief.

Although they did not cheer up, most of the demons who are good in Yunzhou hope that King Mu can exist for a long time, because the existence of this auspicious person has expanded the living space of monsters and even given them a place to communicate with each other.

"What kind of playing is yours? It's savage and rough!"

A long roar full of contempt sounded, and Diapolo was somewhat delighted to see that under the illumination of his "sun", the rapidly shrinking thunder clouds surged and gathered again, and finally formed a white dragon surrounding him.

"What is elegance and generosity about fighting? Just win!"

Seeing the white dragon, Diapolo didn't even think about it. The flame flow behind the dragon wings erupted, pushing his huge dragon body, opening his mouth and biting it towards the winding dragon body.

The way to fight is to attack the enemy's shortcomings with one's own strengths. If the enemy does not even have a short handle and instead sinks directly, there is no need to hesitate and attack directly with one's own strengths and hit the key points.

Although the True Dragon is also known for its huge body and strong body, it is just an incarnation, not a true body, so after it appears, it has always avoided close combat with him.

In this case, Diapolo would naturally not be polite. He would talk about the gentlemanly style. He would speak out wherever he was soft and would fight to the death with his weakness.

"Are you really auspicious? You look like a ferocious beast!"

The white dragon avoided the biting of Diapolo gracefully, turned around and pulled his tail behind him, but before the tail fell, flying swords stabbed over and slashed at the white dragon's body-protecting spirit light, making a jingling sound.

Although he had only had a long battle, the Dragon Lord had already figured out the general situation of Diapolo. It was so strong that it was sunny and pure, and in terms of its strength, it should be the most good and virtuous spirit.

However, this kind of fighting style with a bloody smell in the barbarity does not match the appearance of this Xiangrui. Of course, this only means that this Xiangrui's experience may be a bit rich, and it does not mean anything.

"You don't look like Dragon Lord!"

The attack was lost, and Diapolo, who took the tail of the Dragon Lord, was not showing any weakness. Anyway, it was just an incarnation, not a real body, why are you afraid?

When he was too anxious, he took his wife to run away. The vastness of these nine continents is mostly a place where it can hide.

"presumptuous!"

The thunder and the dragon roar sounded almost at the same time. Although there were no thunder clouds, as a real dragon, it was just a casual way to cut down the thunder, and there was no need for too much assistance.

"I see that you are just arrogant and you will enter the house without saying hello! You dare to attack your master openly!"

The hot dragon breath gathered in his throat and turned into a platinum of light, like a sharp sword shooting out, and finally turned into a rainbow that penetrated the sky into two.

"A man wearing armor and scales dares to offend the real dragon!"

Bailong looked at the dragon breath passing through the sky in surprise. The attack of such powerful condensation made him look at him with admiration. He didn't expect that this auspicious magical attack was so amazing, but unfortunately it was useless to not hit.

"My scale armor has nothing to do with your dragon clan!"

The high-ranking and pampering tone made Diapolo even more unhappy. So he used the space teleportation spell that he had endured for a long time in a maneuver, and he rushed to Bailong in a maneuver.
Chapter completed!