Chapter 110 The Battle of the Dragon

As a supervisor, the fat man is Wu Sheng's means, but he is too calculating. He always thinks that everything is in his own control. The infinite cycle is a big method that integrates the power of the seven atmospheres. It is extremely complicated and powerful. The fat man does not know that Wu Pengwei's ability to calculate at a high speed, nor does he know that Wu Pengwei is best at. The power of qi and blood is the "eating of nothingness" of variation, which is the missing link in the infinite cycle.

This ring has become a fatal link, and the "eating of nothingness" integrates the way of the stars, which suddenly cracked the fat man's moves, thus making it completely defeated.

The fat man was knocked unconscious by "Xiao Wei". Wu Pengwei rushed over and said only one sentence: "Send it to the fantasy and tie him up with the 'chain of divine punishment'. Don't make a mistake."

Xiao Wei nodded and disappeared in an instant.

At this time, Wu Pengwei turned his head to watch the fight between Yin and Xiang Qingyi.

Xiang Qingyi has already been completely beastized, and his body has soared. It is six meters away, and he is covered with golden scales. The light is like the polar day, like a human-shaped luminous body. These light is the ultimate "big sun aurora" in the power of light and blood. Any trace can melt the hardest gold and iron, which is more wonderful than in the past. I don't know how many times the "Aurora Day Air" is strong and smart.

This is also the life-threatening of the former Taigu Dragon Emperor "Yang".

Although Xiang Qingyi's mind collapsed after integrating the body and soul of "Yang", in terms of power, it is no worse than the Yang at the peak, especially the body after the beast soul, which can be said to be the ultimate martial saint, only half a step away from the god of war.

The light is like the day, completely covering the whole mountain peak. The rocks begin to collapse, begin to break, and gradually turn into powder. It is just one in the blink of a thousandth. The area of the peaks inserted by Longhuangzong into the sky will disappear by one-third of the area. At this speed, in less than a minute, the whole mountain will be destroyed by the light and day.

"The nihilless devouring, the stars are like obscure, press it for me."

With a flick of Wu Pengwei's finger, a chaotic light gas rushed out, winding into a chaotic sea of stars, forcing the infinite light to contract, and finally suppressing it within a radius of 100 meters, and separating the aurora gas from the mountain peaks, no longer under a trace of attack.

"Yin" and Xiang Qingyi are like being wrapped in a huge egg shell.

"The big day destroys the world."

Xiang Qingyi, who was entangled in "Yin", accumulated enough strength and let out a roar. The infinite light gas contracted into a light spot, just like the size of his fist, wrapped in the palm of his hand, like a fist, and then hit the "yin" that wrapped his body.

This fist seems to be ordinary. Although the light is dazzling, it is small and pitiful. It seems that the power is far from before. However, when the fist is waved out, the space is distorted sharply, and then it collapses quickly, revealing dark holes the size of fists. The adsorption in the hole is extremely great, and it seems to be able to Devour everything into it and stir it into pieces.

This is the ultimate effect of the power of light qi and blood, tearing up the space and cracking everything.

Such a punch, not to mention space, even the peak martial arts can be killed by one punch, and the martial saint of the same level has to retreat and avoid its edge.

The "yin" that turned into a wisp of black smoke was also surprised. Unexpectedly, after losing his mind, Xiang Qingyi was so crazy that he used a unique trick that could destroy everything. He immediately stopped hesitating, roared, and his body changed again. A wisp of smoke superimposed and turned into one. A black dragon that was enough to cover the sky and the sun, a hill-sized dragon claws poked towards the blue clothes.

There is infinite darkness on this claw. Wherever it passes, the space becomes dark, which is different from the twist and cracking towards Tsing Yi. These spaces present a taste of vague nothingness, as if everything can disappear for no reason. This is also the best darkness of "Nine Deep". The power of qi and blood can make the space infinite twists and turns deep. No matter how strong your power is, once it is explored, it will also be worn out by the infinite space distance.

Light and dark, the two corresponding forces since the birth of heaven and earth, have launched the most direct confrontation between "yin" and Qingyi.

"sszz............"bang..................""Boom............"buzz............"

Four completely different sounds are constantly roaring and echoing between the dragon's claws and the fist to the blue coat. They are short and direct, and the frequency is extremely high. There will be a cycle almost one in 30,000th of a second, repeated and endless.

And behind Xiang Qingyi, a huge golden dragon head, the horned ox eye, is the purest ancient dragon appearance, which is the "yang" of the ancient dragon emperor.

Originally swallowed up by Qingyi, the soul was completely integrated in a "yang" and was actually activated by these two forces that destroyed the world and awakened from deep sleep.

"Roar............"

After waking up, the "yang" did not peel off from the body of Qingyi, but puffed up the residual power and doubled the "yin".

"Yin, in ancient times, I didn't accept you. I will fight with you today."

"Yang" roared, but his voice spit out from the mouth of Qingyi.

If you want to avenge others, now you have become someone else's hard work with yourself. The strange changes make "Yin" a little unable to cry or laugh, but it does not complain at all. Instead, it also laughs and makes a roar that is equally shocking.

"Okay, Yang, I know you have not convinced me since ancient times. Today, 'Yang' and 'Yin' have a winner or loser. Let's see if your 'Big Sun Aurora' is powerful or my 'Jiu You Deep' is better."

After a word, the two ancient supreme strong men burst into the strongest power at the same time and hit one place.

The whole space suddenly stirred up a storm that destroyed the world. Fortunately, Wu Pengwei's way of stars has a powerful nature that tolerates everything, which makes this vast storm invisible.

The strength of "Yang" and "Yin" were originally between Bozhong, but there was also a Xiang Qingyi superimposed on top of "Yang", and the situation suddenly changed slightly.

The power of Xiang Qingyi was originally around Wu Zun. After being debugged by the supervisor Fatty, his strength increased to the peak of Wu Zun. For a Wusheng, the peak of Wu Zun is less than a sun, but it is no different from straw, but at this moment, the power of a straw can cause a fatal tilt of the balance.

The "Big Sun Aurora" gradually suppressed the "Nine Deep".

"Haha, Yin, before the ages, you were not my opponent. You can only rely on your fierce mouth. Today's test shows your incompetence."

He laughed wildly at the "Yang" after Qingyi, as if he thought that he had won the victory. "Yin" had a blue face, and a thick disdain flashed in his eyes: "You are just relying on the power of a host. Ten thousand years have passed, and you are still the stupid dragon who thinks with his buttocks."

"What, you're going to die."

"Yang" was furious, and immediately raised the "Big Sun Aurora" to the extreme, holding tens of millions of momentum and vigorously pressing it towards "Yin".

"Yin" is invincible, and the power of "nine depths" is shrinking sharply. Compared with the "big sun aurora" of "yang", it is almost shrinking into a small ball. On the contrary, the "yang" sun aurora almost covers the whole space of war.

It's in danger.

At this moment, Wu Pengwei, who was watching the battle, smiled indifferently: "Two fight one, win or not. I'll join in the fun."

One finger popped up, and the purest breath of nothingness overflowed from the fingertips and quietly integrated into the "nine deep" qi and blood power of "yin".

With this wisp of nihilistic gas infusion, the power of "yin"'s qi and blood suddenly soared, and the dark breath rolled away like boiling water. All of a sudden, the "big sun aurora" was suppressed, and the attack and defense suddenly changed shape.

Xiang Qingyi is just the peak of martial arts, and Wu Pengwei is the first martial arts saint in the world. He is only half a step away from the supreme martial god. It is more than a thousand miles away. At this time, the ancient "yang" roared, but it didn't help. The host Xiang Qingyi's armor suddenly collapsed, and his body was blown up. Five cracks, scattered on the ground.

The dust has settled, and the victory or defeat is clear.

Above the void, "Yin" once again turned into a black-haired man in a robe, standing on the peak of the Dragon Emperor with a lonely face, with a wisp of indescribable complex emotions in his eyes.

He gave his life to Qingyi, and there was still a wisp of breath left, and his mind regained his consciousness. He looked at Wu Pengwei, who was not far away, and said intermittently, "I... I'm not... control..." When he spoke, there was constant bright red blood overflowing from his lips, his face was distorted and his eyes were painful.

"I know what you mean." Wu Pengwei sighed and waved his big sleeve, and Long Xie, the patriarch of the Dragon Emperor, suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain.

Xiang Qingyi struggled to look at Long Xie and shouted with difficulty: "Master... Master."

Long Xie looked at the painful but clear eyes of Qingyi. There was no reason that he didn't understand. He sighed and walked over and squatted beside Qingyi. He whispered, "Good disciple, the master knows that you are fascinated. It doesn't matter. The brothers won't blame you."

Xiang Qingyi smiled, and his blood overflowed his face: "That...that...that's good."

After a word fell, the side of the head suddenly lost its breath.

Long Xie's face showed pain. He was silent for a long time in front of the body of Qingyi. After that, he received the fragmented body. Then he turned around and punched Wu Pengwei and said, "Thank you for the saint's help. Long Huangzong remembers it in his heart, and he doesn't say thank you."

Wu Pengwei smiled and said, "Master Long, don't be polite. This is just a business."

Long Xie nodded: "Well, Saint Wu, don't worry, after the body of Qingyi is placed, follow me."

Wu Pengwei returned: "The suzerain, go ahead. I'll deal with some matters and see you later." He waved his sleeves, and the disciples of the Dragon Emperor's sect who were involved in the fantasy appeared on the top of the mountain one after another, while Wu Pengwei swept the broken remnants of the Dragon Emperor's crust on the ground and entered the fantasy with Yin.

After entering the fantasy world, Wu Pengwei threw the broken dragon emperor's armor to the ground, and the "yin" beside him shouted coldly, "Yang, you can come out."