Traveling through the heavens as a myth

"You have no water in your mind?"

Ning Yang blurted out.

"what did you say?"

Long Aotian's eyes burst brightly, his anger filled, and it seemed that Ning Yang would dare to say that to him.

"Is there really no water in your head?"

Ning Yang was really puzzled. He didn't know if Long Aotian was really stupid or fake.

However, Ning Yang was relieved when he thought that most of the dragons he had met before were of this virtue.

"It seems you are looking for death."

Seeing Ning Yang's smile, Long Aotian seemed to understand something, his face became extremely gloomy.

Having said that, Long Aotian flipped his hand and took out a keel spear, rich golden blood, and the innate demon element that reached the middle level of the demon soul realm broke out, shaking the sky and the earth, shaking the whole sky Dyed golden.

This kind of aura is too amazing, as soon as it appeared, the ring was creaking and many small cracks appeared.

The invisible shield surrounding the ring also appeared early to prevent the audience outside the ring from being affected.

"boom!"

Ning Yang also moved under stress. The god golden stick danced a stick flower, and the golden vellus hair fluttered all over his body.

Immediately, the same golden blood exploded, like the vast ocean, the turbulent waves hit the shore, and the rocks pierced through the air.

However, unlike Long Aotian's domineering and aggressive Innate Demon Yuan, Ning Yang's Innate True Yuan has an unremitting artistic conception.

"True Dragon Offering God Spear!"

Long Aotian shouted loudly, and the keel spear in his hand shook, as if to pierce the stars in the sky and destroy the entire world.

In a trance, people seemed to see a huge sacrifice to heaven being held.

All those who participated in the ceremony of sacrificing to the sky are the dragons with the pure blood of the dragon.

Then, the scene disappeared, and Long Aotian's shot had already reached Ning Yang.

"Qiantian stick method!"

Ning Yang smashed down with a stick, not any of the tricks of the Qitian Cudgel, but it still contained the essence of the Qitian Cudgel.

A stick comes out, as if a colorful fairy stone falls from the sky, a stone monkey breaks out of the stone, with golden light in its eyes, straight to the bullfight, shaking the world!

"boom!"

As if the two worlds collided, the stars in the sky were falling like rain, the space on the ring was shattered, and the colorful waves of void surged out and hit the demon holy plain.

Long Aotian pierced with one shot and one shot. The keel spear trembles steadily. It is like the resurrection of the ancestors of the dragon clan. He wants to swallow the heaven and the earth. The terrifying aura permeates the entire demon holy land. Up.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Ning Yang also smashed it one by one, each stick was a picture, and each stick was a world.

The stone monkey occupies the mountain as the king, and worships brothers with other monsters, and is at ease, so cool!

It is a pity that the life span is limited. In order to live long, he went out of China to seek immortals and visit Taoism.

In the end, he cultivated Zhengguo and returned to his hometown, calling himself Qitian Great Sage!

The picture flashed past, but Ning Yang was stronger than a stick.

"Keng!"

Ning Yang smashed Crooked Dragon Aotian's keel spear with one stick, and then smashed it on his chest.

"Crack!"

There was a sound of bone fragmentation, Long Aotian's chest was sunken, golden blood spurted from his mouth, and it flew out.

"boom!"

Long Aotian smashed on the invisible shield at the edge of the ring, and then bounced back to the ground, smashing a pit measuring several feet in length.

"You also broke through to the middle stage of the Demon Soul Realm!"

Long Aotian, who flew out of the pit, stared at Ning Yang and said word by word.

"what?"

"When he first attended the Ten Thousand Demon Ceremony, wasn't he the Demon King Realm Consummation?"

"In less than half a year, I have broken two realms in a row!"

"What a monster!"

"..."

When Long Aotian's words reached outside the ring, the audience was shocked and exclaimed.

Ning Yanggang's cultivation base was also picked up during the competition, which is even more shocking.

"Not bad."

Now that Long Aotian had seen it through, Ning Yang no longer concealed it. His aura skyrocketed again, shaking the sky, shaking down the stars, and fighting against Long Aotian.

The blood, the innate demon element (innate true element), and the flesh are all golden, but on one side is domineering and controlling everything, on the other side is fierce, fighting against the sky, and never surrendering!

Similar, but there are essential differences!

"what!"

Long Aotian yelled to the sky, and a "click" sounded. He saw his chest bones reset, the broken bones continued, and he recovered as before.

"True Dragon Immortal Secret Art!"

"According to legend, this secret technique was created by the ancestors of the dragon family. No matter what kind of injury, it can be healed instantly and restore peak combat power!"

"What a terrible secret technique!"

The exclamation continued, and it was full of envy.

This terrifying recovery ability also made Ning Yang's pupils tighten, feeling extremely tricky.

"Wow!"