Chapter 200 In the Bloody War

Nine-headed Thunderbird is an ancient strong family, which is not inferior to the Tianlong family. Moreover, it has been passed down from generation to generation, and the memory is also inherited, and many ancient and powerful techniques have not been lost.

"Boom........."

Ice-like storms, fire-like waves, enough to engulf the frost and snow of heaven and earth............

Every attack of "Thunderbird" is bound to carry the irresistible power, causing a wave of abnormal phenomena, and the wind and clouds are changing.

It's just that the nine-headed python is more powerful.

The use of the eight elements between heaven and earth is far more skilled than the "nine-headed thunderbird". More importantly, it has the power comparable to that of the god of war. When swallowing the spirit of the element, it can completely suppress the attack of the "nine-headed thunderbird".

Thunderbird's eight elemental attack, for the nine-headed python, is just like drinking water.

The only thing that can pose a threat is the power of thunder and lightning.

Originally, it was not powerful, but it absorbed the thunder and lightning power of the first "coming" wings.

The power of this thunder and lightning is far beyond the imagination of the nine-headed python. It can even tear out some small openings on the surface of its body. The python does not feel pain, but when the small wounds are thousands, it is enough to make it pay attention to and angry.

" hiss............"

The head of one of the nine-headed pythons is raised high, three gray-black sarcomas are lined up, and the big mouth of the blood basin is opened, spitting out a gray fog.

The fog is mixed with a bloody and pungent smell, and almost a smell is enough to make people vomit and feel dizzy.

"Nine-headed Thunderbird" suddenly felt a trace of dizziness and let out a helpless cry.

The ash gas spreads extremely, condenses into substance, and turns into a swamp about the size of a hundred mu, trapping the "nine-headed thunderbird" in it.

This is the unique skill of the nine-headed python - "poison gas swamp", in which the poison gas and lingering power are enough to easily hang a peak martial saint.

"Nine-headed Thunderbird" hibernated for nearly a thousand years in the infinite fantasy. He thought that his strength had made great progress and reached the peak of Wusheng, which was enough to sweep the world. Unexpectedly, he encountered his old enemy "nine-headed python" as soon as he came out, and he was embarrassed.

Fortunately, it is a beast with a master.

"Little guy, I know how to beg for mercy. Alas, my strength hasn't grown much, but my temper is a little softer. That's all. I'll help you."

Above the "Thunderbird", Wu Pengwei, who held his sword and stood by, patted Thunderbird's huge forehead and smiled. The star ancient sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath.

A little gray light is like a bean, confused in the deepest part of the gray swamp fog.

This gray light was not shocked at the beginning, but over time, it expanded rapidly like a water-absorbing sponge. In an instant, it was more than ten mu in size, across the gray gas swamp, which was particularly distinct.

And the gray light changes like a sea of clouds, and finally forms an ancient star sea pattern, which runs firmly and irreversibly, devouring everything and smashing everything.

Heaven and earth are unparalleled.

The nine-headed python was frightened. All the poisonous gas of the original gray swamp was involved in this ancient picture and disappeared without a trace. It swallowed desperately, and the result was always the same, making it shocked and angry.

"Ancient Picture of the Stars? Uh-huh... This little thing has a lot of benefits."

In the western corner of the sky, the demon-like "Twilight Snow" was in a silver sea of clouds, and his tone was faintly surprised.

The "Lord of Dark Days" who crawled under his feet quickly said, "Master, it is indeed the ancient map of the stars. The power inheritance of the 'Lord of Stars' that fell in the past, the way of the stars is added to the 'Chaotic God Source Remnant', and the villain congratulates the master first."

Suddenly, a cold voice came from the side: "The 'Lord of the Stars' is one of the three eternal lords of the past. When he fell, he set a curse, but anyone who gets his inheritance must not be a person in the divine world. Otherwise, the soul will be destroyed and will never live. The 'Road of the Stars' and the 'Chaos God Source Remnant' are stirred in In one place, I'm afraid there is something wrong with this. Please check it clearly.

"Moon Xue's heart moved and turned his eyes away. The speaker was crawling on the ground, Li Qiushui, as gorgeous as a woman. When he spoke, his attitude was indifferent, as quiet as a Wang Qiushui.

"The Lord of Dark Chen" sneered: "Huh, Xue Chen, don't think that your master didn't come, just talk nonsense. The Lord of the Stars has already fallen for thousands of years, and any curse has been broken. This fragment and the inheritance of the stars will be taken into my bag by my wise master this time."

"Shut up!"

"Twilight Snow" snorted coldly, and the "Lord of Darkness" suddenly stopped talking.

"I have my own judgment on whether it's good or bad. Now is not the time to discuss the ownership of 'chaotic divine source fragments'. Let's see how to deal with 'black fog'."

The nine-headed python could not withstand the power of Xingchen Gutu. It was no longer swallowing the gray gas, but raised nine huge heads and hit it with the huge power of Taishan Chaobeidou.

Wu Pengwei's eyes tightened slightly, and there was a little silver flash in the depths of his eyes.

A sword fell straight down, like a star river hanging upside down, thunder and bombarding.

The nine-headed head of the nine-headed giant python was separated without exception and thrown into the sky.

At this time, the "nine-headed Thunderbird" was suddenly refreshed, making a long stingling sound, swallowing out a thick cyan thunder, and smashing the nine heads into pieces.

"Boom............"

On the ground, the huge body of the "nine-headed python" is like a collapsed mountain, crushing countless creatures in the two illusions that are fighting.

not far away, the immortal boy also cleaned up the huge dragon turtle.

Although the dragon turtle is huge and unparalleled, its disadvantage is that it is slow and difficult to perform. However, a strong defensive turtle shell can be said to be difficult to get in. Even if it is a god-level weapon, it is difficult to hurt it at all. If it encounters "yin", the dragon turtle will never lose even if it can't win.

Unfortunate, I met the Ilongated Boy.

The Irty Boy is a weapon expert. The weapon he uses is also a strange knife shield, with a sharp ** on the edge, which is torn like a knife wheel. In the fire, no matter how hard the dragon turtle's body is, it is also broken.

During this period, the dragon turtle was not without resistance. It had a huge mouth, and it often spit out the majestic water vapor of mountains and seas, but the long-old boy just waved his expressionless arm, and the light was like thunder. It suddenly turned into a big hand covering the sky and crushed the water gas into pieces.

It was just a moment, and the dragon turtle was divided into two parts.

As for the "yin" and the dragon man, the battle is the most tragic.

"Yin" didn't hit a place when he saw the dragon's popularity. He roared like a sound, and his body suddenly swelled a hundred feet away, the size of the monster of the dragon's body. He generally tore open the black robe on his body, threw it on the top of his head, and turned into a black cloud, but his whole body hit like a cannonball. To the dragon man.

It's like a mountain collapse, like a torrent raging.

The two giants wrestled in one place like this. There were no other attacks, just fists to the flesh.

"Yin" is born to take advantage of it, and fighting is no exception: "I'll let you use your mother's head, I'll let you learn from our dragon clan, I'll make your mother's head so big..."

Its words are like a cannon, and the more it is said, the more unpleasant it is. In the end, the dragon man has almost become a disappointing descendant of the spirit, son and beast scattered by an careless guy in his grandson's branch.

That is to say, "Yin" is the ancestor of the dragon head monster, and this ancestor doesn't like this offspring very much.

The dragon man was furious, but he could only make a "woo-woo" roar like a ghost crying and howling.

"Yin" is very relieved, and the fists are more vigorous.

The battle between the two giants and monsters is extremely fierce, but in terms of strength, it is full of half a catty and eight taels. In the end of the fierce battle, they are all out of breath. The price of waving a punch is bound to stop for a long time, and the breath can be even before it can be waved.

Although "Yin" does not want to admit it, his descendants with thin dragon blood do have a strong strength comparable to him.

"Mom, I won't play with you anymore. I have a unique skill."

"Yin" is so tired. He hates hand-to-hand combat the most. He thought he could kill the other party, but he didn't expect that it turned out to be a protracted battle in the end. He didn't like to beat each other when he had nothing to do. It hurts.

"Dragon Heart Ring, Dragon Tooth God Gun"

"Yin" suddenly roared, and the black clouds above his head rolled, and a dark ring rolled and moved in. In the end, the explosion turned into a dark dragon. As soon as the dragon body rolled, an ancient clumsy and ferocious long gun appeared on the top of the "Yin" head.

"Yin" turned over and held the gun in his hand. The swallow turned over and handed it out, and stabbed away with a shot.

The light and darkness alternated, and the wind and clouds stopped faintly, and the roar of countless dragons burst out in the gun body.

The monster of the dragon's body fell down, and a big hole in his chest was blown out, and his vitality was cut off.

"Damn it, I know this old boy's private. The dragon heart ring is actually a godless weapon. This guy has never told me..." Wu Pengwei, who was above the nine-headed thunderbird, frowned.

"Yin" also turned his head at this time and smiled obscenely.

In the bitter battle, only the battle between the black and foggy "three giant dogs" and "thunder" is still in the stalemate.

The power of the "three giant dogs" is very strange. Its speed is very fast, incredibly fast, and unpredictable. In Wu Pengwei's rough estimate, it is at least one-thousandth of a moment. This speed is enough to compare with the upper intermediate martial gods.

Moreover, the black fog it spewed is strongly corrosive and magically spiritual. It knows how to avoid the thunder attack of "Thunder", and no matter how powerful the "Thunder Hammer" is, it is difficult to get close to it.

Fortunately, after "Thunder" received the inheritance of "Thunder's Hammer", his strength was unprecedentedly strong, and his muscles and bones reached an incredible degree of toughness, which was not inferior to Wu Pengwei's "King Kong Undead", which barely resisted the invasion of black fog.

But even so, this battle is very sticky, and neither side can cause real damage. It can only compete for patience and combat skills.

Fortunately, "Thunder" is not "yin". He can calm down and fights with everyone. He is as calm as a mountain, waiting patiently for the opportunity.

And at the feet of everyone, on the earth, the army in the fantasy led by the Wuji Emperor is gradually defeating the creatures in the "nightmare" fantasy and eating them.

With seven peak martial arts saints, he almost defeated the "nightmare" army.

At this time, Wu Pengwei stood on the back of the "Nine-headed Thunderbird", but his eyes crossed the battlefield and stared at the end of the void.

"Black fog, the failure has appeared, why don't you do it yet?"