Chapter 138 Dark Evil Dragon Emperor

Xuanmo's raised left hand, that is, the left arm holding the ice soul sword, loomed a small black shadow dragon. The black shadow dragon seemed to be alive, wrapped around Xuanmo's left arm and kept floating back and forth. And the next moment when the little black shadow dragon appeared, a huge dark force and evil force burst out from his left arm in an instant.

Xuan Mo was shocked by this force at the first time. I'm afraid that even if the brake shadow completely bursts, it will not emit such a powerful power. If you have to describe it, only the power released by the fighting god night can be comparable to it. This is the feeling of Xuan Mo.

Then, the little black shadow dragon actually climbed on the ice soul sword held high to Xuanmo, followed by the huge power.

The next moment, Xuan Mo finally knew the origin of this little shadow dragon. Isn't this the shadow dragon on his left arm? However, since Xuanmo could use Ghost Cry, the black shadow dragon has disappeared. Since then, it has never appeared. Xuanmo also thought that it would not appear again. However, he never thought that at this time, the black shadow dragon on his left arm would appear, and it would still appear in reality as a virtual shadow. But even so, even if it was really the shadow dragon on Xuanmo's left arm, he still felt surprised and instantly emitted energy like a fighting god. Who wouldn't be surprised?

The other side of the moment looked at the change that happened to Xuan Mo, and he, who had no expression, finally began to change his color. Suddenly, the blue light emitted by the spirit-eating ghost chopping became a little bigger in an instant, and more and more undeads were absorbed, faster and faster.

After a while, the black shadow dragon has climbed to Xuanmo's ice soul sword, and at the moment when the black shadow dragon climbed to the ice soul sword, Xuanmo's face immediately changed, and his eyes instantly turned into demonic black. His hands holding the ice soul sword couldn't help trembling, as if holding a It was like a huge mountain, and then with a "pop", he suddenly knelt down on the ground with one leg, obviously because the energy became extremely huge.

"Xiao Mo, split this energy out quickly, or you will be eaten back to death!" The voice of Xiupugas suddenly came to my mind.

However, what makes Xuanmo feel depressed is that he doesn't want to split this energy, but because this energy is too huge, and Xuanmo now has almost no magic, and it can be said that all of them are used to gather Shura evil light chopping. At this moment, he couldn't cut out the ice soul sword wrapped around the black shadow dragon.

At this time, he showed the soul power of Asura's calm thinking, "Feng'er, spit black inflammation on my back quickly. Only in this way can I split this energy out." Xuanmo said to Fenger through that trace of soul power.

Yes, Xuanmo just wanted to use the impact of Feng'er's black inflammation to split this energy out.

Of course, Feng'er understands what Xuanmo means, but she seems to be a little unwilling. After all, she has already regarded Xuanmo as her mother. At this moment, of course, there is a trace of unwillingness to let her attack her mother, but this is just a trace of her idea.

"Wow!" As a black flame suddenly spewed out of Feng'er's mouth, Xuan Mo immediately said, "Ah!" With a loud shout, the high ice soul sword finally made a force to split.

And on the other side, the spirit-eating ghost chopping has also condensed, and suddenly waved. With the cry of thousands of dead, a faint blue light chopping has also flown towards Xuanmo.

On the Xuanmo side, with the fierce split of the ice soul sword on the ground, the two long half-moon blades finally flew towards the shadow, but the half-moon blade has completely turned black, and only some white light can be faintly seen, and at the tail of the half-moon blade, it is actually dragged more than ten meters long, full of The black shadow dragon covered with black glittering scales is obviously the original form of the little black shadow dragon. However, when Xuanmo saw the next moment of the black shadow dragon, he obviously felt a breath belonging to the emperor.

Less than a second later, with a "boom", thousands of undead seemed to have been destroyed, all of which made a sad cry, which can only be described as miserable. The next moment, the spirit-eating ghost chopping was simply swallowed up like that, and Shura Xieguang chopping still flew to the shadow with a huge black shadow dragon.

"Boom", after the sound of a violent explosion, a huge black hole appeared on the wall in front of it. Looking around, the hole was more than ten meters deep, faintly exuding an evil dark atmosphere. The moment in front of him has long disappeared. Obviously, he has been swallowed up by the evil light of Shura carrying the black shadow dragon, and not even a trace has left a trace.

After the roar, everything calmed down again, but Xuan Mo had fainted on the ground, and the injury of his whole body was simply unbearable.

What Xuanmo didn't know was that at the moment when he fell into a coma, the energy belonging to the shadow had quietly penetrated into his body. Perhaps after he woke up, he would definitely find that the level of his labyrinth would increase dramatically.

I don't know how long it took, Xuanmo finally woke up from his coma, and at this time, he found himself lying on a stone**. After examining his body, he found that most of the wounds in his body had healed. Xuanmo was surprised. You know, even if the injury suffered by Xuanmo before, it would take ten days and a half months for Dousheng to treat him, but now there is not a long time, but the wounds in his body have healed.

At this time, Xuanmo slowly sat up and suddenly saw a palace completely decorated with exquisite dragon carvings. The palace looked extremely grand, and it was rendered with a mysterious black everywhere. Ten huge black stone pillars supported the whole palace, and the stone pillars were also carved with lifelike black dragons. , and there is a strong dark magic atmosphere here. According to Xuanmo, the dark magic atmosphere here is dozens of times more than that of the outside world.

At this moment, Xuanmo is lying on the lobby of the palace, just like the owner of this magnificent palace.

"Xiao Mo, you are really lucky." Xiupu Gas Road.

"What?" Xuanmo asked.

However, before Shupugas could answer, an old man in a black robe came slowly from the outside of the palace.

Xuan Mo did not raise his vigilance. Since he saved him, he would definitely not hurt him. Besides, he has won the brake, and the mysterious voice should also fulfill his promise, "Is he the owner of that mysterious voice?" Xuanmo guessed.

Suddenly, about ten meters away from Xuanmo, the old man in black robe unexpectedly knelt on the ground. "Respect Dragon Lord, you are finally back."