Chapter 15 Hei Yao Forbidden Land

The fog is surging and the wild beasts are rampant.

In an island comparable to a continent in the misty sea of the distant black main star, the calm space like water suddenly fluctuated...

"Here it is!"

The people who were still standing on the transmission array at the previous moment felt their bodies sink in an instant.

The huge pressure everywhere actually made them feel the bondage.

"Sure enough, it is the main star of Heyao, and the gravity here is ten times heavier than our parent star!"

Han Li was very uncomfortable with moving his body.

Yang Kong also frowned. As powerful as him, this level of gravity pressure is naturally nothing, but for some people who have not even reached the bottom, under the gravity pressure here, it is enough to make a life at the peak of a gene become like ordinary people. Even for some lower realms, they can't even fly to the sky.

This is particularly terrible, which means that the basic strength of life in the world is at the peak of genes! Although it is one level worse than some big worlds, there is no doubt that this is terrible enough!

Prince Xihai looked around and suddenly said, "The energy here is imprisoned!"

He just tried to condense some energy, but found that the energy here was almost impossible to absorb. If on his home planet, as long as he accumulates a few hours of power, he can sink a continent, then even if he does not hide any strength, he has to accumulate energy to sink a continent. It is impossible, because here, the speed at which he absorbs energy has been reduced by a hundred times, which is not the worst. Soon, the prince of the West Sea found that the little power he had finally absorbed quickly dissipated...

"Boom!"

The earthquake trembled, and the power of terror was surging.

At the end of the front, a horrible existence seemed to wake up, the powerful force rioted, and a tall mountain-like body suddenly appeared behind a hill.

"A dragon in an immortal realm!"

Void suddenly moved in the space in Yang Kong's body, and the next moment, he appeared on Yang Kong's shoulder.

"Kill it, I need his strength!"

Yang Kong took out the upper magic soldier's sword. Unlike the ninth prince of the West Sea, he also felt that the energy here was difficult to absorb, but it had little impact on his strength. As a strong man from 'hell', Yang Kong has almost never fought by accumulating a large amount of power that can destroy a continent or destroy a small star. The energy stored by his body is enough for him to fight against the existence of immortality.

"Roar..."

The overwhelming pressure suddenly came, and this immortal monster has noticed the existence of several 'ants' coming to its territory.

"Kill!"

The ninth prince of the West Sea knows that he can't hide his hands. In the face of the dragon clan, the only result of any clumsiness is death.

The middle holy soldier in his hand trembled and was rotated by him, and the sharp sword spirit tore the sky.

"Ren! Die!"

The dragon finally revealed his real body, the same as the dragon Yang Kong met in World of Warcraft, but this dragon was obviously more horrible.

As a life form that lives in the powerful life star of the Black Yao main star, whether it is the human race, the dragon clan or other races, the strength is extremely strong! This barbarian dragon that has lived for tens of thousands of years is even more so!

A large number of trees directly turned into ashes.

"Tear!"

The power of the middle holy soldier cut the dragon's sprayed dragon breath, but the power is over. The light of the middle holy soldier in the hands of the prince of the West Sea gradually faded.

"Too strong!"

The prince of Xihai looked ugly. He didn't expect his luck to be so bad that he met the mid-term existence in the middle realm of immortality.

Although this earthy-yellow barbarian dragon is only the lower bloodline of the dragon clan, it can still dominate in the same level.

"Boom!"

The power of the dark source surged, and at the moment when the middle holy soldier split the dragon breath, another sword spirit came out.

The undead dragon has grown its pupils. Before it could react, this sharp sword spirit directly penetrated its body as high as a hundred feet.

The bright red dragon blood was sprayed, and the severe pain made it roar.

"You all have to die!"

The hot dragon breath was constantly compressed, and the huge barbarian dragon spit out a breath again.

Compared with the last range coverage, this time the dragon breath has condensed countless times, and the power has increased by much.

When spraying for the first time, this barbarian dragon was just a random blow. After all, it was only a group of lower realm ants in front of it, not to mention a few lower strong men, even a few middle-ranking strong men, with his identity of the dragon clan, they were not afraid at all.

Although he is only a civilian with a lower bloodline in the dragon clan, it is not a problem to have more enemies in the same level.

The ninth prince of the West Sea greeted him again, and the middle holy soldier in his hand was like a small sun. In his body, a terrible force burst out in an instant.

"Hum!"

The middle holy soldier throbrated and completely recovered. A scorching holy light shone, and the dazzling holy light and dragon breath collided with each other.

"Sneer..."

Like the fusion of water and fire, two forces collided in an instant. In a short breathing confrontation, the holy light gradually began to collapse...

As a monk who is still in the lower realm, the power of the Prince of the West Sea is obviously too weak. Although he has the power to compete with the middle immortal realm with the blessing of the middle holy soldiers, it is obvious that this power can only barely fight against some characters in the early stage of the immortal realm. For this middle stage of the immortal realm The barbarian dragon is still not enough.

Barely tore a crack in the dragon breath, and the two hot dragon breath separated from five meters away from everyone. The approaching of the terrible power gave everyone a terrible feeling. Except for Yang Kong, everyone else's bodies trembled slightly.

Surviving in a relatively peaceful world, they are strange to death...

This interest made them feel death and destruction. The terrible temperature and corrosion force, even if they have a holy soldier armor, they can't bear it.

Of course, Yang Kong was an exception. When he stretched out his dark blue wings, the terrible power from the depths of his blood suddenly broke free from the shackles of gravity and rushed to the sky.

"Kill!"

Yang Kong shook his hand, and the dark spear came out, like a black lightning. The power of destruction and the original power of darkness were constantly entangled, resulting in a faint collision.