The cold night is bitterly cold.

Qingping Daze.

The three-headed evil dragon reappears, extremely powerful.

In the thick fog, Li Ziye, who was exhausted, looked at the evil dragon in front of him, his expression darkened.

This is really the worst result.

roar!

Three evil dragons, all three heads roared in unison, the sound was earth-shattering.

call.

Li Ziye stabilized his figure, as always, spitting out fragrance, you uncle!

After greetings, Li Ziye stepped forward, jumped over, and rushed forward with his sword.

The three evil dragons opened their huge mouths, their breath stirred, and they spurted out one after another.

Flying Immortal Technique.

Li Ziye's figure flashed past, his body split into two parts, one left and one right, and he rushed towards the evil dragon.

The dragon's breath swallowed up the sky and destroyed the earth, and an afterimage collapsed in response.

The second dragon's breath came close to him, and between the virtual and the real, the moves changed, and a figure separated from the illusory afterimage.

At this moment, the third dragon's breath has arrived.

The three-headed evil dragon, with its three mouths of dragon breath, is ruthless in its pursuit of death.

Li Ziye avoided the first two dragon breaths, but he couldn't avoid the third one.

The remaining true energy in his body could no longer tolerate Li Ziye's resistance to the dragon's breath. At the critical moment, his heart trembled, his sword condensed a little, and he risked his life in a fight.

In the past, my brother taught me martial arts. The essence of swordsmanship is speed, accuracy and concentration.

Li Ziye's sword was fast enough and accurate, but it was far from enough to focus on two words.

Today, before life and death are in danger, the only option is to risk everything.

The true energy is condensed, the tip of the sword is pointed, and the point is used to break the face, and the face is used to break the dragon's breath.

boom!

Chunjun broke through the dragon's breath, only to see a splash of blood. He fought back with all his strength, and the corners of Li Ziye's mouth immediately turned red.

Amidst the muffled groans, afterimages passed by, the blood flow continued, and the sword force continued even more.

As soon as he looked at it, Li Ziye's figure flew in front of the evil dragon, slashed it with his sword, and cut off the dragon's head with a bang.

The evil energy was shaking, and Li Ziye, who was exhausted of all his energy and air, was immediately knocked out.

roar!

The evil dragon roared in pain, and one of the three heads that had finally been gathered together was chopped off again.

Ten feet away, Li Ziye staggered to the ground, vomiting out a mouthful of blood. He endured the injury and stretched out a thumb towards the Yaqi God of Disaster in front of him, then turned it over and slapped it downwards.

Hot chicken!

roar!

The two-headed evil dragon seemed to understand the former's gesture, and became more and more angry, roaring to the sky.

So what if three heads grow out, you grow them once and I chop them off once!

Li Ziye stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and said sarcastically, "I don't believe you can keep growing. Come again!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Ziye stepped forward and rushed forward again.

At the same time, the two-headed evil dragon showed no signs of weakness and faced him head-on.

The war started again, and this time, the outcome was even more unpredictable.

Between life and death, Li Ziye's combat power increased rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even though he was still far from as stunning as his brother, he was beginning to show his edge.

A sword will be useless if it is not sharpened, and a skill will not be perfected if it is not fought.

Only when you are on the verge of life and death can you truly grow.

The battle inside has become even more intense!

At this moment, outside Qingping Daze, Bai Wangyu and Hua Feng all looked at each other with shock in their eyes.

Just now, they clearly felt that the battle inside was coming to an end.

After fighting for a whole day, even they should be almost exhausted.

It seems that Brother Li has grown up again!

Bai Wangyu came back to his senses and said softly.

Maybe we all misjudged him. The young master might also be a genius.

Hua Feng also came back to his senses and couldn't help but admired.

Being able to persist for such a long time in such a fierce battle is something they wouldn't necessarily be able to do.

If it is not the fifth realm, the true energy will eventually have its limit. Under such intense consumption, it will be difficult to sustain it for too long.

Brother Li is a genius.

Bai Wangyu smiled, but it wasn't too obvious.

Oh.

Hua Feng chuckled and said, "Young Master, you will definitely not like to hear this."

The two of them were talking.

In Qingping Daze, the battle between Li Ziye and the two-headed dragon became increasingly fierce.

By this point in the battle, Li Ziye's physical strength had long been exhausted. The reason why he could still persist was only because of his unwillingness to admit defeat and his desire to live!

He is the son of destiny, and he has so many divine objects attached to him, how can he lose to a long worm!

From now on, if Master Xianzi and his second brother ask about him, he cannot afford to disgrace this person!

Flying Immortal Technique!

The sword rose sharply, its brilliance was dazzling, Li Ziye stepped into the sky, the ancient sword reflected the moon, and the sword illuminated the universe.

It’s colder at dawn!

The sword condensed with frost, and shadows passed by in the void, suddenly arriving in front of the two-headed evil dragon.

roar!

The evil dragon breathed out, and the two phantoms disappeared. In surprise, the afterimages gathered together, and the young man's figure appeared. He cut through the air with a sword and powerfully chopped off the evil dragon's second head.

The evil spirit filled the sky, the evil dragon roared in pain, and out of three heads, only one remained.

Under the severe pain, the evil dragon opened its mouth, gathered its breath and launched a powerful counterattack.

Li Ziye, whose sword power was exhausted, reluctantly mobilized the true energy in his body to block the dragon's breath with secret Buddhist techniques.

In an instant, the dragon's breath came close to him, and the mirror broke in response. The corners of Li Ziye's mouth turned red, and he was blown away.

Ten feet away.

Li Ziye fell to the ground, half of his body was dyed red, and bits of golden light from his body dissipated.

In the void, the evil dragon roared angrily. Because it was too badly injured, it was obviously much weaker after just one breath of the dragon.

Can't your head grow back? Come again!

Li Ziye staggered to his feet, covered his mouth and coughed out a mouthful of blood. He endured the severe injuries in his body, stared at the evil dragon in front of him, and said in a hoarse voice.

In the thick fog, the evil dragon roared, its body flickered, and it was also extremely weak.

If it doesn't grow, then go die!

After saying that, Li Ziye clenched the blood-stained sword and rushed forward again, dragging his severely injured body.

In the Qingping Daze, Li Ziye was killing the gods with all his strength.

North Sea coast.

The blood filled the sky reflected the moon, and the great cultivators of the Five Realms used blood as a sacrifice to briefly summon the soul of the God of Disaster.

human beings.

In the void, the evil god Baqi appeared. His huge body covered the sky and the moon, and his eight huge heads shook. His evil power shook the heavens and the earth.

ahead.

Li Qingzhi stood quietly, his eyes cold and without a trace of ripples.

Is this the true form of the God of Disaster?

bring it on.
To be continued...