From the quiet and deep seabed, a rumbling sound suddenly came, like rolling thunder or the huge momentum of an approaching tide.
"That sound seemed to be coming from the direction of the Dragon King's Palace. It was so scary. Who dared to use force in the Dragon King's Palace?"
"I do hope he wins. The Dragon King Palace has done many evil things. It has plundered the people's wealth and anointed people for many years, making the Xihaigou a mess."
"Heroes, anyone who dares to resist the Dragon King Palace is a hero. Come on, heroes!"
In the distance, small settlements from all sides were alerted by the fighting atmosphere in the Dragon King's Palace, and silently cheered for the "heroes" who resisted the Dragon King's Palace.
In the Dragon King's Palace, Long Yang swung out a spear, brilliant light shot into the sky, the mountains shook, the earth cracked, and the huge spear shadow attacked the crowd, unstoppable.
"Hmph, you still dare to resist and seek death!"
Dragon King Ao Bing snorted coldly, and the 18-knot green steel tiger whip in his hand transformed into a huge white tiger and struck out suddenly.
The four elders took action, offering knives, spears, sticks, and sticks, and all kinds of magic weapons with endless power, facing the golden spear shadow.
I saw clouds and mist billowing, the mountains swaying, and the five spiritual treasures turned into a divine rainbow, piercing the sky, like a bright comet hitting the earth, pressing upwards, and colliding with the shadow of the golden gun.
The man in black stood aside with a ghostly aura, watching quietly. He did not plan to take action for the time being, because Long Yang was not worthy of consuming his ghostly aura.
The golden light gradually dimmed, and the gun was shattered by the white tiger.
The white tiger turned into a white light and flew towards Longyang.
A white line appeared in front of Long Yang's eyes, rushing over from a distance, and then turned into a white city wall. Soon, it was like thousands of white war horses marching together, with an amazing momentum, filling the air with layers of water mist.
The sound of the huge waves was like a mountain collapsing and the earth cracking, as if the earth was shaken by the earthquake. The sky and the earth suddenly became dim and different colors, and the waves were filled with glass.
The Dragon King's attack was so terrifying!
Long Yang stared at the boundless white waves rushing in. A wild smile appeared on his handsome face, his blond hair danced wildly, and the spear in his hand flew and spun, rubbing rapidly with the water.
The temperature of the surrounding space increased rapidly, and the spear gradually turned red, rushing into the white wave.
It was like the sun suddenly jumped out of the earth, reflecting the white snow red.
boom!
The white wave was broken from it, water bloomed all over the sky, and thousands of horses screamed.
The boundless force divided into two streams and crashed into the buildings on both sides. Countless palaces were crushed to pieces like rubble.
Long Yang stood calmly in the air, his brows and eyes were like water, calm and calm.
Transparent wings grow on its back, buzzing in the water, its long golden hair is flying, and two dragon horns are faintly exposed on its forehead. It is extremely powerful, like a god, and its whole body is shrouded in sacred golden light.
One person, one shot, lonely, but not a trace of desolation.
"Does the so-called Dragon King only use his power to bully others?"
Long Yang laughed.
"Don't call him the Dragon King, call him the Rat King. After all, rats live in groups."
Dragon King Ao Bing's face was gloomy, and his murderous intention was revealed.
"None of you should interfere, I will kill this kid myself!"
Ao Bing lightly stepped on the crest of the surging waves and rushed into the air. In his hand, the 18-knot tiger whip of green steel pierced the thin golden figure in the sky like a thunderbolt from bottom to top!
Long Yang also rode away on the waves, brandishing the golden spear and sending out spear flowers, entangled with the long whip.
The two of them hit the ground from the air, and the ground was shaken slightly, and the hard stone slabs broke!
Wherever I walked, dozens of towering ancient trees were either broken at the waist or uprooted, filling the sky with dust and dead branches and leaves, blocking the sky and the sun!
In an instant, the two men jumped up from the ground again and rushed into the dark sea, with turbulent waves and huge waves.
Wherever the long whip passed, it stirred up layers of beautiful and transparent water curtains, which were dizzying for people to see! The tip of the spear stirred up tsunami-like ripples and rolled towards both sides of the bank, like a dragon coming out of the sea, it was so spectacular!
The black figure of the strong ghost clan stood silently in the distance, carefully staring at Long Yang and Ao Bing in the fierce battle, his face as calm as water, as if this tragic fierce battle had nothing to do with him.
It was expected that Ao Bing would be so brave and powerful. After all, he was the master of the Dragon King Palace and the strongest person in the West Sea Trench. However, Long Yang's strength was really surprising.
However, it seems that Ao Bing is more powerful, firmly gaining the upper hand and keeping pressure on his opponent. However, it is extremely difficult for Ao Bing to kill Long Yang.
"It seems that I still have to take action when necessary."
The strong man from the ghost tribe said silently in his heart.
The more they fought, the more courageous they became, and they fought fiercely with thousands of moves! The world was moved by it, and the wind and clouds changed color!
The bright moon was hanging high just now, but now there are rolling black clouds, the sky is bleak and gloomy, the wind is strong, and the dazzling sparks from the whip gun seem to be more dazzling than the lightning in the rolling black clouds!
Long Yang has never had such a long and fierce battle since he left the Demon Immortal Island. Every shot he fired was done with all his strength, and he did not dare to take any tricks.
Because Dragon King Ao Bing was born with supernatural power, his hundreds of years of tyrannical cultivation were like a mountain that weighed heavily on Long Yang's heart. If he slacked even a little bit, he would fall into a situation of eternal disaster! The only way to defeat the opponent's spirit is to grit his teeth and use his momentum!
Ao Bing's 18-section Qinggang Fuhu Whip came with waves of heavy blows. The sharp spear made Long Yang a little overwhelmed. Long Yang's sea of ​​​​qi surged, and power surged out from it, which could hardly resist Ao Bing.
offensive.
Unexpectedly, three waves of light suddenly shot up from the shadow of Ao Bing's whip, and suddenly penetrated into the most vulnerable gap of the golden spear.
Among the brilliant red waves, three waves of dark red light moved faintly, as if there were monsters moving secretly under the water, which was extremely strange.
Long Yang was shocked and tried his best to use the move "Three Breaks of Meteor Blaze". The gun flashed like a meteor and the stars in the sky trembled. Finally, he temporarily suppressed the opponent's fierce attack!
Ao Bing's tall and mighty body spread out like an ancient ferocious beast, emitting bursts of evil aura and roaring muscles, seemingly hiding endless power.
He was sweating like rain all over his body, and his thick hair stood as straight as steel needles. His face showed a ferocious expression, and his face was ferocious. The flesh on his face was shaking violently, as if he wanted to tear everything in the world apart!
Long Yang resisted angrily without any fear, and the gunshots continued.
Every time he swung his spear, he roared loudly, and his blond hair was messy, stained with sweat, and flying in the wind.
The golden spear in his hand emits a strong golden light, becoming more and more fierce as the battle continues! The spiritual energy does not seem to be weakening, and the power of the spear is still strong and powerful!
"Is this kid really just half a step into the Immortal Realm? Why does he have such huge spiritual power?"
Ao Bing looked at Long Yang, who was showing no signs of fatigue, feeling surprised and uncertain in his heart.
The dark clouds gathered by the evil spirit rolled violently, thunder and lightning flashed, and the earth shook! It seemed that it was triggered by the fighting aura of the two, making a huge roar, which was extremely evil.
In the blink of an eye, there are another hundred moves.
Long Yang's strength is not as good as Ao Bing's, but he has a special physique, and the capacity of his Qi sea is comparable to that of ordinary immortal masters, and the speed of consuming spiritual energy is relatively slow. However, after fighting for too long, the spiritual energy in the Qi sea is actually close to exhaustion.
He felt his energy and blood boiling, he was dizzy, and every muscle in his body was so sore, as if it had been torn apart one by one!
The dragon's spine in his hand seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, the golden light on the spear flickered, and the gun soul seemed to have reached its limit and lacked stamina.
He felt increasingly powerless, and the powerful counterattack when the weapons collided made him almost unable to hold the spear in his hand!
There are almost no moves left in the Dragon Slaying Spear Technique. You can do whatever you want and fight completely based on your body's instinctive reactions.
Another hundred strokes passed.
Ao Bing also felt that the hands that were holding the whip began to feel numb, and the veins on his face were exposed, slithering around his body like an angry snake!
If the fight continues like this, sooner or later the two of them will exhaust their energy and blood and die!
The flashing gun shadows and the whistling whips of the wind shadows turned rapidly in the air, rolling up a shocking storm and destroying everything around them.
The surrounding shrimp soldiers and crab generals were stunned. They had never seen His Highness the Dragon King forced to such an extent!
"We can't waste time with him!"
Ao Bing thought.
Ao Bing concentrated his entire body's cultivation on the tiger-crouching whip, and suddenly jumped up, holding the whip in both hands. His powerful cultivation gathered at one point, and suddenly eighteen huge white tigers appeared in the air, roaring for thousands of miles.
"Let's finish it."
Ao Bing said calmly, he didn't want to fight anymore, so he used a special move.
Long Yang fired one shot after another without any pause in between. Although his steps were staggering, his wings were waving slowly, the fuel was exhausted, and his eyes were red and seemed to be dripping with blood, but he was still full of tenacity and crazy eyes!
Ao Bing's strength has unleashed the potential in his body. Nothing in this world can make him shrink back. He is Long Yang, he is the king of the demon clan!
Looking at the majestic eighteen white tigers in the sky, Long Yang had no way to retreat.
Several white tigers came roaring with the force of thunder, causing a roar that shook the sky.
The spear in Long Yang's hand kept spinning, not retreating but advancing. With one shot, the gun body suddenly transformed into a ferocious golden dragon, letting out a thundering roar. At an unimaginable speed, he opened his bloody mouth and aimed at those majestic beasts.
The white tiger bit it away.
To be continued...