In a deserted mountain with lush foliage and thorns.

Xu Xian and the other three came to an abyss.

It was dark below, filled with smoke and poisonous gas.

"We're here, the Evil Dragon King is down there."

Yin Chaochao stood on the edge of the cliff and said in a low voice.

"Thank you." Xu Xian thanked him.

"You're welcome, I'll take my leave first, junior."

Yin Chaochao saluted, turned around and left quickly.

Although these two people are powerful, the Evil Dragon King is not bad either. If they are not the Evil Dragon King's opponents, Chi Yu will still be affected if he doesn't leave.

It's better to leave quickly, your life is at stake.

He bet that he came here secretly, and that Xu Xian and Fahai must be honest and upright when they want to deal with the Evil Dragon King.

"Walk!"

Xu Xian glanced at Fa Hai and jumped directly without any hesitation.

"Huhu..."

In my ears, the wind howled.

The lingering smoke seems to be on the top of the clouds.

After descending for about a minute, the two of them arrived at the bottom of the abyss.

As soon as I came down, I felt a strong demonic aura.

The ground is covered with white bones and poisonous gas.

When ordinary people come here, not to mention the evil gas, these poisonous gases can kill them.

Due to the lack of sunlight all year round, this place is also full of poisonous insects.

For example, when Xu Xian and Fa Hai came down, they felt the eyes of many poisonous insects staring at them.

There are crabs, centipedes, poisonous snakes...etc.

The great demons with 20,000 years of Taoism are very powerful, and they can control the demonic energy at will.

It is normal to not feel the evil spirit above the abyss.

Xu Xian and Fahai didn't find it strange.

"Who dares to trespass on my territory!"

A low, deep, and shocking voice appeared.

The two of them were distracted for a while, and it could be judged from their voices that the other party was very strong.

There is no doubt that he is the Evil Dragon King. With the word "king" in his name, it is really not that simple.

"Evil Dragon King?"

Xu Xian asked.

"Now that you know my king's name, you still dare to trespass. Do you want to die!?"

The Evil Dragon King's voice emerged again.

"Your fox demon subordinate was killed by Pindao."

Xu Xian didn't hesitate and directly drew hatred.

"Kill, just kill. I don't want to deal with you mages. Leave quickly, otherwise I will be rude to you!"

"..."

Xu Xian was stunned.

Just kill him? Is it such an understatement?

Why is it different from what you imagined? Shouldn't the other party fly out in anger and seek revenge on him?

"You bastard, get back to the demon realm as quickly as possible, otherwise I will drive you to pieces!"

Fa Hai gave a low drink, extremely arrogant.

Xu Xian secretly gave him a thumbs up.

It's better to have Fahira hate him, he's still a bit younger.

As expected.

I saw a dragon roaring out.

The huge body hovering in the air, combined with the swirling smoke, really looks like a dragon.

However, it is not a dragon, but a dragon.

A real dragon breathes into clouds and can spray both water and fire.

They have a head like a camel, antlers like a deer, eyes like a rabbit, ears like an ox, a neck like a snake, a belly like a mirage, scales like a carp, claws like an eagle, and palms like a tiger.

There are eighty-one scales on its back, with ninety-nine yang numbers.

The sound is like a rattling copper plate, there is a beard beside the mouth, a pearl under the chin, a reverse scale under the throat, and a mountain on the head, also known as a foot tree. A dragon cannot ascend to the sky without a foot tree.

I'm looking at the dragon. It's all black. It has everything a real dragon has, including sharp claws and a mountain on its head...

The only thing missing is the scales on its back, which only have fifty scales, which is thirty-one fewer than the real dragon.

It may seem like a small amount, but it makes a world of difference.

Only one with ninety-nine and eighty-one scales on its back and ninety-nine yang numbers can be called a true dragon.

If the black dragon wants to become a real dragon, he still needs to improve his Taoism.

As the Taoist practice improves, when the scales on its back reach eighty-one, it can breathe into clouds and exhale into wind, becoming a true dragon that can move clouds, spread rain, and soar through the nine heavens.

Although he is not a real dragon, the Evil Dragon King is not bad at all. He is the closest thing to a dragon that the two of them have encountered so far.

"Bald Donkey, you are so brave, how dare you speak to me like this!"

The huge head of the Evil Dragon King poked out from the smoke, its eyes like copper bells stared at Fahai, and its cave-like nostrils exhaled hot breath.

Dragon's Breath seems to have just taken shape, no wonder it doesn't want to provoke the mage.

I'm about to turn from a dragon into a dragon, so I don't want any accidents to happen.

At this time, they are just like the mages who have reached the late stage of Golden Elixir and have to go through four or nine heavenly tribulations. They cannot tolerate any accidents.

If you are not careful at all, your whole body will be completely destroyed.

"Bold, Xu Xian Donor, I leave it to you!"

Fahai gave a low drink and stepped aside.

"Hmph, these two little late-stage Jindan mages are giving you one last chance, so leave quickly!"

The Evil Dragon King snorted coldly, with anger in his eyes.

If it hadn't been about to transform into a real dragon, it would have killed the two of them long ago, so why bother talking so much.

The reason why I didn't dare to kill them was because I was afraid that killing these two people would attract the forces behind them.

When the time comes to attract a powerful mage, it will definitely die, and its wish to become a real dragon will be in vain.

A whole five thousand years!!!

It has been waiting for too long, this day is finally coming, and it doesn't want to have any accidents because of the two of them.

"Don't worry, Pindao won't kill you. I came to see you this time just to have a fight with you."

Xu Xian looked at the Evil Dragon King and smiled.

"You just thought about taking a trick?" The Evil Dragon King was stunned.

Why have you ever thought about recruiting it? Moreover, you are only in the late stage of Golden Core, so you are definitely no match for it. What if you accidentally kill it?

It has more than 26,000 years of Taoism, and it is impossible to rival it in the later stage of Jindan.

If there is, it's not the two people in front of me.

"Stop talking nonsense and take action!"

Xu Xian drew out his mahogany sword and stood proudly.

"Okay, if you have thought of a move, I will make it happen for you!"

The Evil Dragon King nodded his dragon head and immediately blew out a breath of hot breath.

This is the dragon's breath. The dragon's breath is extremely hot and can be called the true fire of samadhi.

Fortunately, the Evil Dragon King is not a real dragon. Although he can spray dragon breath, it is not very hot. It is far from the real fire of Samadhi and can be tolerated.

This time I came here not to cast spells, but to use the warrior's sword skills in conjunction with the spells to see how powerful they are.
To be continued...