"Ho--"

The Southern Dragon King looked into those calm gray eyes, and his breathing suddenly became several times heavier.

It was unimaginable that these people from Beihong would abandon themselves like this.

What made Nanlong King even more panicked was that the Nanyang Sect Master's performance from beginning to end seemed to prove that everything, including the reaction of the Meritorious Immortal, was under his control!

This is the scariest thing and the most incomprehensible.

Thinking of this, it quickly put down its right palm, which was still counting, and said calmly: "Even without them, I, the king, alone, am not afraid of you."

"but."

The Nanlong King changed his voice, swallowed his throat, and tried to keep his voice calm: "I have guarded the Dragon Cave according to the immortal decree, and do not want to engage in such a meaningless fight. The past affairs have been wiped out. From now on, the relationship between Nanlong Palace and the Seven Sects

Don’t have any more entanglements. You will be your Immortal Sect, and I will guard my dragon cave, and the water in the well will not interfere with the water in the river..."

In a few words, it seemed that he was still putting on the airs of the Dragon King, but in fact he had already accepted his fate. He meant to give up Nanhong to the jurisdiction of the Seventh Son.

Even Qi Yansheng had to admire this old dragon for being able to survive in all kinds of chaos to this day. With his cautious character, he really didn't want to take even the slightest risk.

However, the next moment, under Shen Yi's silent eyes, the Nanlong King's face quickly twitched, as if no matter what it said, it could not move the young man in front of him.

A strong sense of crisis emerged from the bottom of my heart.

It instinctively raised its palm, trying to tear the ink shirt in front of it, to strike first!

How powerful the dragon demon's body is in the late stage of Heaven Realm can be seen from the fact that Qi Yansheng's magical power was quickly broken.

But before its dragon claws could reach out, a fist struck it fiercely on the face.

In an instant, the boundless blue waves started to roll. With Shen Yi standing at the center, the aura of heaven and earth boiling nearby, making this slightly thin figure suddenly possess the majestic momentum of a mountain!

Shenyue Zhenqingtian!

A violent roar sounded again. The power of this punch was far more powerful than the previous whip kick. It also caught the Nanlong King off guard and felt how terrifying Shen Yi's full-strength attack was.

Its ferocious dragon head deformed instantly, the broken bones pierced the skin, and the hot dragon blood suddenly turned the entire face scarlet.

Click! Click!

The tall figure of the Southern Dragon King flew backwards like a broken sack, smashing into pieces an upside-down treasure mountain.

Qi Yansheng hurriedly used his magical powers to reunite the hanging mountain.

You know, some people in heaven may not have gone too far yet.

"..."

Ye Jiu glanced at Shen Yi with surprise out of the corner of his eye. He had never thought that the strength that the young sect master had just revealed, which was enough to shock him, was not all of the opponent.

But as the leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect, what he is best at is killing, so how could he miss such a great opportunity.

Ye Jiu threw the streamer forward and slapped it neatly with both palms.

This long sword of flowing light was his first magical power to break through the heavenly realm, but unlike other monks, his remaining two magical powers were all derived from this long sword of flowing light.

This also leads to the fact that Ye Jiu may have too many shortcomings, but in terms of lethality, he is far superior to Qi Yansheng in the same realm.

The stream of light quickly dispersed into five streams and fled in all directions.

The next moment, the stream of light turned into a solid sword shape about several hundred feet long, falling from above at a mysterious angle, locking the broken and reunited upside-down mountain in it.

"cut!"

Ye Jiu fiercely waved his sleeves and robe, and the moment the words fell, the blue sky and blue sea were all shrouded in sharp edges, as if they were going to blind the ears and eyes of all things, and the sound of sharp sword chants was continuous and penetrated the clouds.

Buzz——

The sword-shaped stream of light fell suddenly, and before it really touched it, it once again shattered the hanging mountain with its sharp aura.

Among the huge rubbles flying, a terrifying yellow shadow finally came out. The previously majestic figure of the Southern Dragon King was not much bigger than an ant in front of the demon body.

Only the blood-stained dragon head can still identify its original identity.

"roar!"

The huge Yellow Evil Poisonous Dragon rolled and soared, but it could not escape the scope of the flowing light sword formation no matter what. Forced to have no choice, it frantically stretched out its claws and forcibly grasped into the sword-shaped flowing light.

When the flesh body and the sword light came into contact, there was a crunching sound of gold and iron.

In just an instant, the scales of the Southern Dragon King, which were comparable to defensive magic weapons, shattered one after another, the skin and flesh were torn open, and the blood quickly dyed the surrounding waters dark red.

"Ye Jiu! You are looking for death!"

Amidst the furious roar of the dragon, the Southern Dragon King stretched out its four claws one after another, flicked its tail and flew away a beam of sword light, and then transformed into a blood dragon, especially the gap in the tail, where the bones were already visible.

After paying such a heavy price, it clung to the sword light, glanced at the three of them with its scarlet eyes, and then crushed it violently!

"call."

Although Ye Jiu looked calm, his face turned pale for a moment. It was obvious that his magical power was broken, which also affected him a lot.

But he just waved slightly, and the long sword of flowing light regrouped and returned to his palm.

A sword that has seen blood will only become more and more excited, and you can see some clues from his increasingly rapid breathing.

"Do you really think that this king is afraid of you?"

The Southern Dragon King's expression became more and more ferocious, as if he was also aroused by the smell of blood.

A big monster that can hold back at any time, when it falls into a dead situation, the terrifying desire for survival buried deep in its heart is absolutely unimaginable by ordinary people.

"That's too much!"

It let out a dragon roar again and actually launched an attack, and the target was the young man in the black shirt at the top.

When he truly dropped everything and started fighting to the death, the demonic power that swept out of this old dragon was so powerful that it moved the entire Nanhong!

Faced with this dragon demon that occupied the entire field of vision and still could not see its full form, and it was attacking so fiercely, Shen Yi did not panic at all. He just slowly took a step forward.

Immediately afterwards, a dark and gloomy mansion quickly emerged behind him.

The sound of springs bursts, and the long bridge is cut off.

Shen Yi stood in the depths of the Supreme Nether Palace, her hair swaying slightly, and her indifferent eyes, quietly watching the Nanlong King rush in.

He didn't try to use the aura of Shenyue Zhenqingtian to suppress the other party like he did with the Ke family prince and Qi Zhaoyi.

All the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is now gathered in the body under the ink shirt.

Shen Yi merged into the blue sky, and when he reappeared, he was already standing on top of the Southern Dragon King. The huge size difference made the two dragon horns next to him look like two pillars holding up the sky!

However, no matter how crazy this old dragon acted, his figure did not waver at all.

Under the gazes of Ye Jiu and Qi Yansheng, the young man stretched out his palms and slapped the Southern Dragon King hard on the head. In an instant, the terrifying huge dragon body seemed to have stopped.

The next moment, it seemed to be carrying three mountains and five mountains, and it was so heavy that it suddenly fell downwards.

boom!!!

Under Shen Yi's suppression, the Southern Dragon King fell straight into the Taishang Netherworld Mansion and was suppressed there. The rich black air was like a beast that smelled the smell of blood, sweeping in crazily and swallowing up its huge body. Got in.

"ah--"

The screams of the Southern Dragon King echoed in the blue sea, as if he had suffered some unbearable torture.

Demons rarely cultivate their souls. After all, they are the darlings of heaven and earth. Even if they are not tempered, their souls can still perfectly control such terrifying demon bodies. Their strength makes monks sigh with admiration.

But if you don’t go through hard work, it means you haven’t endured hardship.

Taishang Nether Mansion is not a benevolent method, it is aimed at completely swallowing the demon soul.

"Tsk."

Listening to this shrill voice, Ye Jiu looked at the Netherworld Mansion with some fear, but his movements were not slow at all.

Sect Leader Shen's performance one after another has far exceeded his imagination.

With the body of a monk, he forcibly suppressed a dragon demon and even trapped it in place, unable to move.

This is probably the best opportunity I have ever encountered in my life, and I must not miss it.

Ye Jiu raised his palm, and the stream of light in his palm flickered. Different from the previous scattering, it became more restrained at this moment. It no longer turned into a sword light of hundreds of feet, but became more and more subtle, until it was like Needle shape.

There is no need to discuss, as long as each of them plays to their respective abilities, it will be the best cooperation between the three of them.

"Everything is a sword."

Ye Jiu closed his eyes and murmured to himself.

This is the most powerful killing move he has ever deduced in his life. From the moment he created this magical power, it was prepared for the Southern Dragon King, but he never thought that it would be used one day.

The long sword of flowing light seemed to be moving forward slowly.

Wherever it passed, whether it was the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the turbid water waves, or even the demon blood spilled from the body of the Southern Dragon King, it was quietly swallowed up.

Every ten feet forward, the aura in the sword doubled.

"kill!"

Ye Jiu suddenly opened his eyes, and with a loud shout, the long sword that was moving slowly disappeared suddenly from the spot.

This Heavenly Sword Sect Master was once the sword in Qin Jiaoyang's hand, but now it is controlled by Shen Yi. His sharp edge and murderous intent are still there, and he perfectly executes the Nanyang Sect Master's orders.
To be continued...