The blue lightsaber slashed down, slashing towards the thick demonic energy with the power to break through the mountains and the sky. The sword light flashed and disappeared into the boundless demonic tide, just like throwing a stone into the sea. It did not stir up any wind or waves, but only made a splash. A few cloud-like fireworks.
Lan Mingli's face was gloomy, and he kept waving his hands, making different gestures, and in the air, there were knives, swords, axes, roaring thunder, or lightning and fire, and the sky was filled with cold light, all of which struck into the demonic tide. But they are all like mud cows entering the sea, without a single ripple.
At this time, a dense figure walked out of the demonic tide and let out a low groan towards the sky. In one moment, it shattered the numerous body-protecting auras that were flowing in the sky, and the splendor fell like raindrops.
Like a huge statue from ancient times to the present, the Demon King, Dharma-Phase Netherworld God King looks down on the world, standing majestically like a high peak.
"Sir, can you help us destroy the Demon God?" Many magic techniques were of no use to the Nether Lord. Lan Mingli turned his eyes to the Galaxy Dragon again and said with a pleading attitude.
The aura in the eyes of the Galaxy Flood Dragon was brilliant, it let out a long whistle, opened its mouth and spat out brilliant divine radiance, spraying it towards the Netherworld God Lord. Nether God Lord Ru Mo's eyes suddenly glowed with a cold light, followed by a cold snort, and the demonic energy around him rolled away, forming a thick mist and disappearing into the void.
The demonic tide spreads everywhere, moving forward slowly like a gurgling river. Wherever it passes, there is endless darkness, and under the ink-like sky, there is endless unknown fear hidden.
The Galaxy Dragon suppressed its chest and roared, and the blue light from its mouth surged forward like a tide, resisting the erosion of the boundless evil energy. Suddenly, the Netherworld God Lord burst out of the air, wielding a black giant sword in both hands and swung at the Galaxy Dragon.
The ink-colored giant sword is as black as ink, with a simple shape and a very ferocious appearance. It has a head that exudes a cold aura. At the cold snort of the Lord Netherworld God, the giant sword burst out with cold black flames, dancing on the cold light.
The Galaxy Dragon seemed to feel something strange coming from behind. A thin layer of water curtain quickly emerged. The giant sword slashed down, splashing countless water splashes. The water curtain also trembled slightly because of this fluctuation, and then The gentleness and rapid flow of water resolve the strong force.
The giant sword in the hand of Netherworld God Lord kept waving, and the afterimage was blurry, breaking through the water curtain bit by bit, and attacked directly. There was a hint of anger in the crystal blue face of the Galaxy Dragon that day, and his eyes suddenly shot out two dazzling divine lights, rushing towards the Netherworld God Lord.
Facing the sudden attack from the Galaxy Dragon, the Netherworld God Lord held up his sword in one hand and cut off the two divine lights in the air. Then, the two swords floated in the air, swimming around and leaving thousands of afterimages, like drizzle, towards them. The water curtain blasted away.
"Pa~pa", traces of sword shadows gradually disappeared into the water curtain, shooting directly at the Galaxy Dragon. A mocking smile appeared on the corner of the Netherworld God Lord's mouth, and a ball of green fire emerged from the palm of his hand again, turning into a giant green cauldron, floating in the air.
"I will accept this trace of remnant soul." Many filaments suddenly flew out of the green giant cauldron, rushed in from the cracks in the water curtain, and entangled the galaxy dragon. Lan Mingli was startled, as the spiritual thoughts covering her body were being swallowed bit by bit. Immediately, large pieces of blue clouds poured out from her hands and drifted towards the Galaxy Dragon. When the blue light had just reached the mid-air, a layer of light Green flames suddenly appeared, turning large tracts of blue clouds directly into clouds and smoke.
Faint green flames floated in the air, swaying little by little. At this time, a black light rose into the sky from the body of the Nether God Lord, followed by a cold light, followed by a biting cold breath, and with a sound like Amidst the "plop" sound of dry firewood swallowing, the flames suddenly rolled, forming a vortex, rolling up the demonic energy all over the sky, gathering towards it, and condensing into a baby exuding an icy aura.
The baby's face was expressionless, his eyes were bright, and the spiritual light was constantly flowing inside. On the surface of his body, there was a thin layer of green flames, exuding the coldness of an ice cave. "Next, let's go by Let me accompany you young people." A playful smile appeared on Huo Ying's face made of demonic energy. A gust of breeze blew by, and the demonic energy in the sky kept whimpering. When the baby's small mouth opened, all the energy rushed in crazily.
With the continuous influx of demonic energy, the baby's body becomes more and more refined, as if it were a solid body, and the demonic energy gradually solidifies. Lan Mingli's face seemed to be covered with frost, extremely cold, the galaxy dragon was being swallowed bit by bit, the demon king's giant body, the Netherworld God Lord, stood majestically, staring at him like a dead person, the sudden appearance of flames The baby was also gradually exuding an astonishing aura, and the demonic energy from the sky was pouring into its body crazily. Lan Mingli felt a faint palpitation in his heart. How could a mere Nascent Soul rival the power of the gods? And all of this, They are all based on strength. As the young master of Xingyu Palace, I have condensed the Nascent Soul in just five hundred years. That kind of unparalleled pride has always been in my heart. But now I have used many magic weapons, He conjured up thousands of magic spells, but could not shake the Netherworld God Lord even a little bit. This kind of frustration. How could Lan Mingli feel calm?
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?When Lan Mingli was thinking a lot, two thunderous dragons descended from the sky, one gray and one red, it was Master Huoyun and the man in gray robe. The two rays of light were so powerful that they instantly dimmed the light in the sky. They gave way one after another, opening up a passage exuding fluorescent lights of various colors.
The brilliance around him was restrained. The man in gray robe had a stern look on his face. His hands created a ray of gray rays of light, spreading over the earth and seeping into the soil. Then he said to Master Huoyun: "With the spiritual body of my Tianyuan remnant wolf, I don't know if I can destroy it." The distraction of the ancient forbidden beast can no longer be retained. If you involve Huo Ying, you can't let him shake the golden veins left by the ancients. Now the golden veins are being absorbed by the demonic energy bit by bit. The erosion is already on the verge of collapse and cannot bear any more impact.¡±
"But with my power, I'm afraid it will be difficult to stop Huo Ying." Master Huo Yun's hair was still fluttering, but it was a little less powerful. He had an ugly expression on his face in response to the words of the man in gray robe.
The man in gray robe frowned and turned his attention to Lan Mingli, who had been looking at him with a thoughtful look on his face. At this moment, a pressure that seemed to freeze everything rolled towards Lan Mingli. This feeling of powerlessness came again. Lan Mingli once again felt her own insignificance, and a kind of strength called strength burned in Lan Mingli's body. .
"Fellow Taoist, there is no need to be nervous." He seemed to have sensed Lan Mingli's strange behavior. The gray-robed man's eyes flashed, and he said calmly to Lan Mingli, "Can you help me kill the fire baby? I will pay Dao Friends will be rewarded accordingly.¡±
With a flash of light in the clear eyes of the gray-robed man, Lan Mingli felt that the pressure around him was gone. It was at this moment that Lan Mingli was shocked and confused. What kind of strength was this? It was actually stronger than the ancestor in the palace. The power coming is even stronger.