Zhu Minglang once again danced his sword technique from the air.

This is not a dragon gate, and you cannot hold a sword as you wish. Most of the skills that can be used are flying sword techniques.

However, just as Zhu Minglang was about to launch an offensive, the ground under his feet suddenly shaking violently, and then the extremely surging Yinsha flames gushed up, instantly swallowing the area where he was standing.

Fortunately, Nuwa Dragon cast a spell and wrapped Zhu Minglang's body with a thick Shenzang Rock, otherwise Zhu Minglang might have suffered the pain of burning souls.

"Is there a way to repair the earth? So we don't even have a place to stay." Zhu Minglang said to Nuwalong.

Not long ago, this wasteland was flowing with those rivers of dark fire, and the earth was just in a state of fragmentation. But now I am as if I am standing in a vast ocean of dark fire, and the surface of the earth is just broken fragments of islands, floating in this dark fire world.

Nuwalong always stood beside Zhu Minglang, and her eyes with a little weirdness flashed with golden and brown light.

Her fingers were like pinching needles and threads, sewing the cracked fragments together. A whole piece of brown soil was solid and stable, suspended at the feet of Zhu Minglang and Nuwalong. No matter how surging the dark fires were, they could not crush the brown soil.

The Dragon of Hell didn't seem to be planning to let Zhu Minglang live at all. It suddenly jumped up and the huge dragon body stepped heavily onto the solid soil, trying to smash the little bits of land!

Nuwa Dragon slapped his palm towards the earth, and the brown soil suddenly became restless. You can see that one stone tree after another grew out of these soils with divine breath, and in extreme times it grew into a huge stone forest, extremely dense and extremely hard.

The King of Hell Dragon Fly stepped down and only slashed part of the giant stone forest, but could not slash the Nuwa Dragon soil.

Relying on this thick stone forest, Zhu Minglang and Nuwa Dragon also suddenly had a large barrier. It would take some effort to attack them directly.

With the protection of Nuwa Dragon, Zhu Minglang and Jianling Dragon once again united their thoughts.

Zhu Minglang split a phantom and flew towards the Dragon of Hell with a sharp sword.

Zhu Minglang raised his arm high, and the phantom also raised his arm. Zhu Minglang sideways to avoid the claws of the King of Hell Dragon, and the phantom also dodged!

The side-spiral Hua Slash, and the sword blade slashed continuously on the abdomen of the King of Hell Dragon. However, the dragon scales of the King of Hell Dragon were as hard as diamond crystals. A divine blood sword like the Sword Spirit Dragon could not leave any traces on it!

This sword was already the full force that Zhu Minglang used. Even if it could not match the sword awakening posture, it was no less than the Zhuque Sword and the power of the Zhukun Sword. As a result, the Dragon of Hell was not even broken, but instead seemed to help it polish the scales of the diamond crystal!

"What a hard dragon scale!"

Zhu Minglang was secretly shocked. The bloodline of the King of Hell was obviously ridiculously high. I felt that the Thunder Dragon was not its opponent under the circumstances of fellow practitioners.

The sword spirit dragon was bounced back, and the phantom transformed by Zhu Minglang also dispersed.

Zhu Minglang then pulled the sword spirit dragon and used sword shovel and sword moon respectively, but neither could hurt the Hell Dragon.

This made Zhu Minglang at a loss!

Most of the skin on the body of the King of Hell is covered with diamond crystal dragon scales. Even if there is no solid dragon scale, it is also a thick and tough dark dragon skin. Moreover, this guy is big and his movements are quite flexible. Even if Zhu Minglang specifically attacks its position without scales, the King of Hell can easily dodge, or use the scaled parts to block the flying sword...

Fortunately, Feng Yue Yingchen's white dragon was confronting the King of Hell, otherwise he would be unable to resist the wild and domineering King of Hell!

The only one who can pose a threat to the King of Hell Dragon is Fengyue Bailong. It is also at the level of the Divine Dragon. Bai should have the advantage of his bloodline and can exert a stronger suppression force, but the King of Hell Dragon is obviously also the unparalleled supreme dragon bloodline.

Its offensive methods are extremely domineering, its defense is even more extraordinary, with extremely sharp claws, the sickle dragon wings that are unpredictable, and the extremely dominant Yinsha Yin flame. Bai Dai fought with it for a long time, but he could not decide the outcome!

"If we don't weaken its thick dragon scales and suppress its Yinsha Yin flames, we will be outsiders." Zhu Minglang is also having a very headache now.

Although the sword spirit dragon is a divine character at the level of the God Lord, its current cultivation level is not high, and it is only at the level of the quasi-god.

The quasi-god and the God-Son Level are only half a step away. Logically speaking, when I encountered some scattered cultivators of the God-Son Level, the sword-spirited dragon could also be slashed. However, the Taoist practice of the King of Hell is too high. The demigod-level Tiansha Dragon dared not approach at all. The quasi-god-level sword-spirit dragon and the Nuwa Dragon can only assist in the battle, and the whole process is fought by Feng Yue Yingchen White Dragon.

...

The battle lasted for a long time. The Dragon of Hell was focused on fighting with the Fengyue White Dragon. The two dragons fought from the ground to the air, from the east of the Eight Desolates to the south.

The vast wilderness of the Eight Desolates sometimes turns into a sea of ​​fire, sometimes turns into an ancient ice river. The dragon breath of the white dragon and the dragon of the King of Hell rule alternately, and never completely suppresses the other party.

At first, Zhu Minglang would use various methods to interfere with the Dragon of Hell, and at the same time, Nuwa Dragon also asked the Dragon of Hell to use some magic to restrict the Dragon of Hell. Gradually, Zhu Minglang also discovered that the participation of himself and Nuwa Dragon did not have a great impact on the battle situation, and the Dragon of Hell seemed to have a temper. It ignored Zhu Minglang and other dragons and focused on dealing with the White Dragon of Fengyue, hoping to take down the White Dragon before dawn.

Bai Qi also exclaimed anger!

At the realm of fellow practitioners, there is no dragon that can fight with it for ten rounds. All its dragon entries, all abilities, all mysteries, and all magical powers are unparalleled. The King of Hell Dragon is also quite perfect in all aspects. Fengyue White Dragon can never find the flaw of the King of Hell Dragon, so it fought for hundreds of rounds, from late night to dawn, and the winner is still difficult to tell.

"Hao!!!!!!!"

The Dragon of Hell made a roar that shook the sky and forced Feng Yuebailong to retreat with its strong Yinsha Dragon breath.

It turned its head, and the Netherworld Fire Eyes stared at the East. There was a trace of whiteness on the earth in the East, and the morning light was about to spread to it...

An existence of the King of Hell is not impossible to walk during the day, but its strength will be greatly weakened by the sun. Realizing that if you continue to fight, it may suffer a loss. The King of Hell of Hell glared at Zhu Minglang fiercely, then stretched out the extremely domineering sickle wings and flew into the thick darkness!

"What are you afraid of? Let's continue fighting!" Zhu Minglang pointed at the Hell Dragon who was about to leave and immediately cursed arrogantly.

"Hard!!" The Dragon of Hell spewed out the breath of blue flames, still with a little contempt!

"I will let you go this time. If you dare to harass me again, I will tie you up and tame you slowly. The position of guarding the house is waiting for you!" Zhu Minglang pointed to the half-dark sky and continued to curse.

The Dragon of Hell flew and looked back at his head.

It can roughly understand human language and is so angry that blue flames keep popping up in its pupils, nose and mouth!

Three years ago, I was still a human who could be killed casually, but why did I suddenly become so powerful, especially the white dragon...

Even though he was a little unwilling to give up, the Dragon of Hell flew towards the dark vortex and drilled into the crossroads of the underworld.

Anyway, it has left the mark of the King of Hell. Zhu Minglang can find it when he runs to the ends of the world. He will first cultivate his spirit and then fight the white dragon to win and lose!

...

At dawn, the surrounding Liaoyuan was already in ruins. The dragon clan, beast group, and demon tribe that originally lived on this land were so scared that they had escaped to somewhere.

The battle between the two dragon sons is much more terrifying than the battle between their territory and race.

Zhu Minglang originally wanted to experience more in these eight deserts and give a chance to fight a few dragons with low cultivation. At present, all the holy spirits in the eight deserts and dragon kings were already scared and trembled. They hid in the nest and did not dare to come out. Zhu Minglang had to leave this land of wild beasts in advance and go to his first destination, Zhongxin City.

Zhongxin City is a giant city that believes in all kinds of gods, and is a hub for many gods, kingdoms of gods, DJI, and demon wasteland. This city does not restrict the entry of any god-under-the-god organizations, but also accommodates ordinary people, including some abandoned people and barbarians. It is a relatively free and extremely complex territory.

It seems that no matter what land, continent, divine border, dragon shepherd, it all accounts for a very important proportion. The city of Zhongxin has rich materials and spiritual objects that surpass Jiting. The daily transactions here exceed the weight of Nihai for one month. The most important thing is that god-level quality spiritual objects cannot appear in any city of Jiting, but it is not impossible to buy in this city of Zhongxin.

Zhu Minglang needs the essence of stars and moon. Xiaobai fought with the Dragon of Hell, which consumed a lot of physical energy and energy, and urgently needed the essence of sun and moon to supplement it.

Fortunately, when he dealt with the Ming Gods and the demigods of Zhaoyao Tianfeng, Zhu Minglang plundered all the property they carried with him. Otherwise, with his previous savings, it would be impossible for him to afford half a divine spiritual object.

"It's so outrageous to get it directly by the highest bidder... I have to buy so many things, where can I get the money?"

"After all, I am a good god. Do you have any salary? I have to uphold justice and eliminate evil gods. For such a dangerous job, God should give himself more benefits."

Zhu Minglang shook his head and sighed. He had finally saved so much money, so at most he would just store some food for Xiaobai.

This reminded Zhu Minglang of the time when he first entered the Dragon Taming Academy, he worked hard for the big black-toothed silkworm and Xiaobaiqi's nectar. Who would have thought that he would still be unable to escape the fate of the dragon slave!

"Sell that piece of silver serpent dew that has been a hundred thousand years old. This thing should be very valuable."
Chapter completed!