The Tiansha Dragon is also very good at imprisoning the enemy. Considering that the ginseng demon god is indeed a great immortal tonic and must be quite good at escaping the earth escape, the Tiansha Dragon also joins the battlefield.

"Xiao Niban turned the soil here into a black swamp." Zhu Minglang said to Tianshalong.

The Tianshalong didn't like this title very much. It raised its head proudly, curled its lower body and sat there without any intention of moving.

"Great Dragon God of Heaven, please turn the soil here into the dark swamp you ruled." Zhu Minglang was so amused that he hurriedly changed his tone.

The Tiansha Dragon set off and when its wings were completely opened, the sky immediately darkened. The soil and earth that had been completely swallowed by the shadow immediately became like black mud. Not long after, the fairyland woodland turned into a black swamp!

The old farmer looked at Zhu Minglang in surprise.

I didn't expect that Zhu Minglang had so many dragon gods and close to dragon gods, especially the Nuwa Dragon. This rare dragon dates back to the ancient times. After all, most of the ancestor monsters like immortals and demon gods, such as immortals and demon gods, respect the Nuwa demon immortals.

However, the Nuwa Dragon seemed to have a weak soul. The divine aura on its body did not show much strength, but instead showed a hint of demonic nature, which made the old peasant god particularly confused about Zhu Minglang, the Nuwa Dragon.

"You Nuwa Dragon, your divine nature has been suppressed, why?" the old peasant god asked.

"This is a long story, but Master Shepherd is idle when fighting. I'll tell you slowly?" Zhu Minglang said.

"..." The old peasant god was speechless by Zhu Minglang.

The old peasant god took a look at the battle situation.

On that end, it was indeed a dim fight. You should know that the strength of the four immortal ghosts and ghosts is also close to that of the gods. If they can lose their demonic nature, these movements will be more than 100,000, and more than 200,000 cultivation levels will allow the son of god to retreat.

But Zhu Minglang's dragon is also quite powerful, and the old Governor also noticed that the sword spirit dragon could actually kill the immortal ghosts that were showing off their power, but probably because it was considered that the too powerful force would destroy the soul of the immortal ghost, which was not conducive to soul-collecting and condensing beads, so the sword spirit dragon was only traveling on the battlefield and did not display its full strength.

"My little ace..." Zhu Minglang immediately described the story of Nuwalong saving the people in the Nihai Sea to the old peasant god.

"So that's the case. Its true soul is equivalent to being integrated with the ridge of the earth. It is really Lingwa, who saves the world. Many demons, immortals and cultivators are desperately imitating the appearance of human beings, as if they have completely become human beings, and they have really become true immortals worshipped by all spirits. In fact, if they want to become true immortals, they do not imitate the appearance of human beings, but have to learn to control their demonic habits, not killing wildly, and have the virtue of being virtuous. They can abandon their souls for the people of a sea, and are more willing to endure the pain of imprisoning the earth. This is the real Nuwa!" The old peasant god couldn't help but sigh.

Zhu Minglang remembered the feather immortal in Longmen Liantian Peak.

Indeed, as the old farmer said, some monsters that have been practicing for countless thousands of years still retain a demonic nature and cannot be ranked as immortals and gods. After all, it is because they are just imitating human appearance and do not understand that true practice should be to temper their own beast habits. No wonder the feather fairy felt angry and irritable when she saw Nuwa Dragon.

The feather immortal eats people and does not spit bones. The creatures that kill all their lives can probably fill an ocean. However, since the birth of the Nuwa Dragon, I don’t know how many creatures they have saved. Even though they are both demon cultivators, the aura emitted from their bones is completely different. The Nuwa Dragon is ultimately the incarnation of the savior of the world. The evil demon is still the evil demon with a difficult nature. Even if it is exactly the same as humans, it emits a disgusting stench all over its body, and it will never reach the real immortal throne.

"God has the virtue of being alive. I believe that you will meet her under the earth veins. It is also an arrangement in the dark to help her escape from the sea of ​​suffering. If this old ginseng demon can be taken down, you will give it to me. I will take out the skills in the box and make a fairy soup for you to replenish your soul to the incarnation of the savior. This ginseng demon god is a rare treasure in the world that can repair soul trauma!" The old peasant god then said to Zhu Minglang.

"Can I earn three portions? My wife is also very weak in her soul." Zhu Minglang said.

"It's no problem to make such a big ginseng. It will nourish them slowly and ensure that they can all be healthy and nourish their souls." The old peasant god couldn't help laughing.

"Since you have always said that, then the demon god cannot let it run away." Zhu Minglang nodded.

There are so many gods and demon gods dealing with in the dragon gate, and Zhu Minglang rarely misses now.

Ginseng, even a small hill ginseng essence, knows how to escape the earth, and it is as slippery as a loach.

Although this ginseng demon god is huge and has become decayed by several dragons, it might be a golden cicada that escapes its shell and turns all its demon gods into a small radish, and then drills into the primitive rain forest and can never find it again.

Fortunately, Zhu Minglang in the dragon gate has learned various grappling techniques. At that time, the Red Sky Beast, which was at the level of the god-level general, was tortured by Zhu Minglang to commit suicide, and the Dragon of Hell was also exhausted by Zhu Minglang.

The little demon god, no matter how strange the methods are, Zhu Minglang can still take it down steadily.

Soon, the Nuwa Dragon's earth formation was arranged, and the Tiansha Dragon even lowered the faint and dark sky curtain, like a huge black sky curtain net, sinking little by little, oppressing the space that the demon god can move.

"Sui!!!!"

The purple dragon of Thunder God stirred up thunder and lightning in the black sky net. The dazzling silver lightning was like millions of silver dragons flying in the black ocean, arrogant!

The silver-air lightning dragon fell from the sky with the long roar of the Thunder God and the Purple Dragon. These lightning silver dragons hung in the sky like a waterfall in the sky. The wild and powerful silver lightning poured down fiercely hit the body of the demon god.

The thick skin of the Ginseng Demon God was shattered, and his entire body suddenly became several sizes smaller.

It was like a devil's baby, making a terrible cry.

It opened its huge mouth and spit out endless mud and sand. These mud and sand were like surging sand rivers, rolling mudslides, and the sky was immediately extremely dirty.
Chapter completed!