Storm of Kings

Zhou Lie suddenly narrowed his eyes, he clenched the big sword in front of him, his muscles tightened, as if he would shoot away at any time.

However, he still didn't move, the black and white luminous light in his eyes flowed, and no one knew what he was thinking.

When Jing Quan discovered the state of his comrades, he just thought of asking questions, only to hear a roar from the valley.

In an instant, the dazzling rays of light erupted from the whole body of the monster outside the territory, and the extremely terrifying soul punch spread to the surroundings, which was several times stronger than when he was huge.

Cracks appeared on the earth, countless rubble flew into the air, and the entire valley squeezed and expanded outward, changing the topography and landforms in the smoke and dust.

If you look down from above, you will find that the valley has turned into a crater, and the monsters outside the territory are standing at the bottom of the crater.

This guy's figure shrank again, his flesh and blood seemed to collapse, and as the black light twisted outward, it instantly turned into a two-headed monster flooded with black hard scales.

No one thought that the monsters outside the realm still had such a form. Except for the lack of dragon horns, this two-headed black dragon really looked like a dragon.

The big shaman did not expect such a situation to happen. The impact just now was very strong and took the lives of twelve confidant masters under her. She didn’t care about the deaths of those twelve confidantes, but the twelve confidants were really It hurt her.

"Why does this make sense?" The big shaman just took a step when he saw the head on the left of the double-headed black scorpion open his mouth and roared: "I am a dragon, and actually forced me to transform, you all go to death!"

The light is dazzling and the heat is compelling. This situation proves that the human monks have too little knowledge of the monsters outside the territory. In the mist shrouded in the entire world for 700 years, occasionally seeing a scale claw is by no means all.

At this moment, the double-headed black dragon's aura became stronger and stronger again, like a real dragon that walks clouds and rains, walks magma, and spreads fire clouds, blazing flames rushing like tides, and the weak Xue Jun is long gone Re-exist.

This kind of power even rushed out of the valley and swept across the wider area. The mountains, rivers, and the earth were burning. Jing Quan said to the woman with a face of melon seeds beside her. This woman released two chilling treasures to resist the heat.

Zhou Lie didn't have time to be grateful to Jing Quan. Just when the flame wave reached its strongest, his figure burst out, passing through the entrance of the valley to kill the two-headed black dragon.

"Huh?" When the big shaman spotted Zhou Lie, Zhou Lie continuously shook his throat and made three Donghuang sounds. His body was superimposed with the sound wave and the shadow of the sword. He forcibly combined the Zhenzhiren sword and displayed a sword. After breaking the ten thousand laws, a ringing sound rang from the big sword. The ringing sound has not yet been transmitted, and the sword light has pierced the body of the double-headed black dragon.

"boom……"

The two-headed black dragon was stunned, and he saw blood flying across. He was at the peak of his power. How could ants kill him?And it seems to succeed?

Zhou Lie was waiting for the strongest moment, strong but not declining, and the peak was over.

Without great courage and decisive conviction, no one would launch an attack at this time, but this is just his chance.

Only when strong is strong can you establish the belief that one sword can break through. Without the support of this belief, it is impossible to superimpose six swords and use one sword to break through ten thousand magic.

The loud noise was centered on the double-headed black scorpion and scattered towards the surroundings. At this time, the splashed blood had not yet fallen to the ground, and followed the sword shadow under a suction force.

"Ah..." The two-headed black dragon uttered a painful cry that penetrated the sky. In this pain, he actually broke through his own limitations and vented a more terrifying flame stream.

"Boom boom boom boom boom..." In a series of earth-shaking roars, the valley was instantly smoothed out, and within ten miles of it, the valley sank down in an instant, forming several lava rivers to rush.

The woman next to Jingquan spouted blood, and the two cold-attribute treasures in front of her shattered. The young general of the Yang family hurriedly inserted the spear into the ground, inspiring the fighting spirit and blood to resist the impact.

At this moment, Zhou Lie ignored the frantically burning flames on his body. He volleyed and manipulated a wooden barrel to capture the huge black flood head, and sucked it together with blood.

This extraterritorial monster is indeed too strong, he is not sure to kill it with a single sword, but from the beginning of the black flood head talking,

For this sword, Zhou Lie prepared for a long time. He had tormented for half an hour before finally waiting for the most suitable moment for him to shoot.

Opportunities are usually reserved for those who are prepared. Such patience, such a keenness, brings a heady result.

It's a pity that the barrel has great potential, but its current level is not that high. It just sucks and grabs dozens of catties of red and purple monster blood.

Zhou Lie was surprised to find that this head was uneasy, and his eyes burst out with infinite ferocity. The scales churned back and forth like a file. If there were no powerful means to suppress it, it might fly back in no time.

"Kill..." The big sword pierced the eyebrows of the black dragon's head, and Zhou Lie fully urged the barrel to suck out a hundred catties of monster blood.

At this moment, the big shaman waved his hand, knowing the two monks behind her, shaking his figure and forcing the young man who left a deep impression on them.

The owner wants the black dragon head, no matter how much Xue Jun admires the warrior, he will take it down.

The two masters had just approached, and suddenly stopped under their feet, and saw the young man slap the barrel, then raised his head and gurgled vigorously.

"He... he is drinking demon blood? Aren't you afraid of being burned to death?"

"It's not wine, it's so bold."

"Hahaha!" Zhou Lie laughed, purple blood flowing down the corners of his mouth, and his throat and chest could be seen to light up, and then the blood vessels all over his body began to burn.

This act stunned both the enemy and us!

"It's weird, hurry up." The two masters strangled forward, only to hear a sound, their weapon was blocked by a long sword.

Jing Quan stood in front of Zhou Lie and said, "I'm pretty optimistic. Don't want to be safe with a comrade like you in this life! Be careful, the cultivation of these two guys is better than us!"

"Dang..." Long sword rolled backwards, Jing Quan flew back with Zhou Lie, unexpectedly the aura around him grew stronger and stronger.

Zhou Lie stood in the air, his whole body radiated light, and a terrifying overwhelming pressure was pushed outwards. The aura of the whole person became arrogant, mysterious and vast!

The big shaman immediately raised his eyes and became suspicious.

"Roar..." Zhou Lie raised his head and roared, forming unwillingness in people's hearts. Faced with the doom that is about to be suppressed, the Fourth Stage Hou tried his best to transfer the remnant god to gain control of the body.

"Want to suppress Benhou? Practice for another hundred years!"

Suddenly, Zhou Lie pointed in the air, and the burning mountains and rivers suddenly turned off. With his fingers grabbing, the wave of flames flowed back into the valley.

Immediately afterwards, he patted the head of the black water dragon, shattered it with just one blow, and urged the barrel to suck the flesh and blood, and he was going to have a booze.