Traveling through the heavens as a myth

"drink!"

Only after hearing two violent shouts, it was Pan Lie and Mouse Yi, they urged all the demon elements to block Chi Yan.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Long Aotian's complexion changed. He only felt like he was in a fire, and there was a blazing flame burning inside his body. No matter what he tried, he couldn't eliminate this feeling.

In addition, he could feel that his consumption was increasing, whether it was innate demon element or physical strength.

Not only that, Drought Yan shouted "Red Flame God's Claws" again, and suddenly ten groups of Red Flames emerged out of thin air, entwining his ten sharp claws.

The ten groups of red flames are not ordinary fires, but the original flames of the droughts. He himself named them "the droughts of the red flames", which possesses power no less than that of different fires.

After the preparation was completed, Han Yan looked at Long Aotian immediately, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Hey!"

Han Yan's figure was blurred for a while, but his real body directly cut through the space and slammed directly towards Long Aotian at an extremely fast speed, leaving only a shadow on the spot.

not good!

Long Aotian's pupils tightened, and he sensed an extremely strong and dangerous aura. The keel spear in his hand pierced out like lightning, another "true dragon offering sacrifice to the sky"!

"Crack!"

I saw the sharp claw collide with the keel spear, and then a clear sound rang, and the spear head of the keel spear flew out and fell to the ground.

Long Aotian stared blankly at the keel spear with its broken head, his hands trembling constantly.

This dragon-bone spear was made from the corpse of a dragon who had been cultivated to the Demon Soul Realm to perfection. It was a gift from his father, Long Congyun, the current Dragon Clan patriarch, when he broke through to the Demon King Realm. .

The keel spear has been with him for decades, has witnessed his most glorious years, and will eventually accompany him to the top of the heavens!

At least, Long Aotian thought so.

But now, the keel spear is broken, broken, broken!

"Puff!"

When Long Aotian's heart was upset, Drought Yan did not stop there. The right claw wrapped around Chi Yan penetrated Long Aotian's left chest, and then he stirred it up, and Long Aotian's left chest showed an arm thickness, The big hole that runs through!

"what--"

The intense pain finally awakened Long Aotian from his absence, he screamed, and his body withdrew thousands of feet away like lightning.

"Is there any trick, just show it, little dragon boy."

Han Yan looked at Long Aotian playfully, and then a black shadow flashed, only to hear a "chickle", the flesh and blood of Long Aotian left on his right paw suddenly disappeared.

"Well, it's delicious!"

Han Yan closed his eyes, with a look of intoxication, and his mouth was still chattering from time to time, seeming to be aftertaste.

Thousands of feet away, Long Aotian once again performed the True Dragon Immortal Secret Technique, and the big hole in his left chest was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But this time the injury was too serious. Even the heart was shattered by sharp claws, which required a lot of original energy.

When the wound on his left chest was completely healed, Long Aotian's face became pale and his breath became a little unstable.

If this continues, Long Aotian will be killed by Drought.

Long Aotian looked ruthless, raised his hands high, and once again performed his trick of pressing the bottom of the box.

"In the name of Dragon Aotian, I summon the soul of Ancestral Dragon!"

As soon as the voice fell, the entire Tianyuan Forbidden Land was shocked, and a huge and unmatched will slowly awakened.

The ghost mist that had enveloped the Tianyuan Forbidden Land all the year round dissipated part of it, forming a void.

Sunlight spilled from the hollow, shining on the ten thousand graves.

"what!"

"what!"

...

A series of screams sounded, and only the psychic demon corpses began to melt in the sun, ran back to the grave bag at a fast speed, and escaped the catastrophe. The slow one turned into a pool of blood.

At this moment, 30% of the psychic monster corpses died completely.

Afterwards, a golden stream of light descended from the sky and merged into Long Aotian's body. His aura suddenly rose by a large amount, almost on par with Drought.

Long Aotian raised his head, pointed the broken keel spear in his hand, and saw golden energy flow, forming a golden spear head.

"kill!"

Long Aotian took the lead to kill the drought.

"No-damn ancestor... Dragon Race!"

Seeing that the psychic demon corpse under his command suffered heavy casualties, Drought Yan suddenly roared, but did not dare to scold Zulong, so he changed his mouth halfway.

"kill!"

Drizzle yelled, and immediately burned with raging red flames, like a demon in fire!

"Keng!"

The red flame claws collided with the keel spear, a deafening sound came out, even the air was shattered, and a hill in the distance collapsed directly.

The blow looked evenly divided between the two.

Han Yan saw the opponent who had been crushed by him before, and was suddenly able to flatten him. He was immediately angry, and filled with all his strength with every blow.

Long Aotian was to avenge the spear, and every blow was extremely ferocious.

The two of them fought to the sky from here, and then fought from the sky to the ground, always regardless of the outcome.

However, what Han Yan relies entirely on is his own strength, while Long Aotian relies on the strength of the Ancestral Dragon Soul, which cannot last.

A quarter of an hour later, Long Aotian's expression changed, and he felt the strength of the Ancestral Dragon Soul in his body began to decay.

"Boom!"

Long Aotian confronted Han Yan again, but did not continue to attack, but turned and ran.

Chapter 295 The Dispute Between the Tianpeng Clan and the Giant Kun Clan