Traveling through the heavens as a myth

At this moment, the god golden stick swept over, Jiao Zi, whose hands were numb, retreated quickly, but was still rubbed on his left hand.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp sound of bone crushing, and Jiao Zi's left wrist showed an extremely strange curve, and the fingers were also twisted and turned, showing white bones.

To be honest, Jiao Zi's series of attacks might still be effective if he broke through before reaching the realm of Heaven, Earth and Human.

But for Ning Yang now, Jiao Zi, who was a little lower than him, could no longer threaten him.

Jiao Zi does not have the speed limit of Peng Yu.

"drink!"

Jiao Zi pinched a finger on his right hand, a group of transparent water essence wrapped the injured left hand, and then his left hand began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Big! Big! Big! Long! Long! Long!"

But Ning Yang was already a little impatient, pointed at the god golden stick in his hand, shouted three times, and then saw that the god golden stick was really getting bigger and longer.

In the end, the god golden stick became one person with a thickness of more than a hundred feet long.

"stir!"

Afterwards, Ning Yang's muscles in both hands rose, hugged the golden stick, and stirred quickly.

A huge wave suddenly rose in the blue sea and clear waves, and there was an extra huge vortex in the center that reached the ground of the ring, and other vortices were swallowed one by one.

"This……"

Jiao Zi watched this scene dumbfounded, and didn't even notice that her figure was being swept in by the vortex.

In his home court, Ning Yang has made it like this, how can he win?

Ning Yang didn't know Jiao Zi's thoughts, and didn't want to know.

"Swallow the sky!"

A clay pot appeared on Ning Yang's side. Suddenly infinite suction appeared at the mouth of the pot and began to absorb the surrounding sea water.

"Wow—"

The sea water flows into the abyss like a waterfall, disappearing in the sound of the rushing water.

Within ten breaths, the sea water on the ring disappeared, and the blue sea and clear waves were broken.

Jiao Zi sat down on the ground wet, her eyes dull, and her mouth murmured.

"How can I fight this... How can I fight this..."

Didn't even give him a chance to show his true body, did it hit him too much?

Watching this scene, Ning Yang also muttered a little. When he was about to speak, he saw Jiao Zi standing up somehow, turning his head and jumping off the ring, disappearing into the crowd.

Ning Yang's victory has added another!

"Sun Yang!"

"Sun Yang!"

The audience was also a little shocked. When did Ning Yang become so strong?

Did you miss dozens of games?

However, there are still cheers, and the strong are worthy of respect!

...

After a day's rest, it was time to fight again.

This time, before Ning Yang even played, he heard a "boom", and the ring was filled with smoke and dust, and then a strong voice came.

"Sun Yang! Leading to death on stage!"

Who is so arrogant?

With doubts in his heart, Ning Yang leaped to the ring, but immediately understood why his opponent was targeting him so much.

Ranked fifth, Dragon Race, Ao Jiang!

Chapter 262

Ao Jiang, like Ao Hai, is of the Long clan surnamed Ao, and the two are brothers.

Although Ao Hai's talent and strength are much worse than Ao Jiang, there is still a considerable chance of breaking into the third round.

Unfortunately, he met Ning Yang.

Ao Hai's defeat may have a great impact on his later cultivation and his status in the clan.

As Ao Hai's eldest brother, Ao Jiang naturally wants to avenge his younger brother.

Ao Jiang and Ao Hai look similar in five or six points, and they are also dressed in green robes with handsome faces.

However, the dragon horn on Ao Jiang's forehead was much larger than Ao Hai, it was three inches long, and the color was more towards golden cyan.

Both points indicate that Ao Jiang’s Dragon bloodline is more pure than that of his younger brother Ao Hai, and is closer to the Dragon surname.

Presumably this is why Ao Jiangneng ranked fifth.

"You almost ruined my brother Ao Hai's future. In return, I will ruin you too."

Seeing Ning Yang's indifferent expression, Ao Jiang's eyes were slightly narrowed, and there was a deep cold light in them.

Of course, Ao Jiang knew that Ning Yang's strength was not trivial. He defeated the five top ten contestants in a row, and they all came from the top ten strong races. Such a strong player has long attracted attention from all quarters.

However, Ao Jiang still has the confidence to defeat Ning Yang.

He is a dragon clan, and the dragon clan, unlike other races, has always occupied the first throne in the demon world!

"It's just a game. It's normal to win or lose. I'm better than Ao Hai. I won. That's it."

For what Ao Hai said, Ning Yang didn't think he should bear any responsibility.

"Humph! You won my brother, this is your fault!"

Ao Jiang took it for granted and seemed to really think so.

Worthy of being a dragon, really domineering!