Chapter 969: Flood Dragon Scissors

Qingcheng's complexion remained unchanged, and he summoned Black and White Impermanence with one hand, and when Black and White Impermanence appeared, the ghosts around Xiao Chen and the others retreated one after another, and ran wildly in fright.

"It's a good luck, just on the first level of hell, I met someone who wanted to subdue this dragon scissors, I guess we will have to delay for a while."

Qingcheng is not surprised, and said calmly.

Xiao Chen thought about it in his heart, the people from Medicine God Valley should have left the Netherland, if they wait too long, they will be in great trouble to meet them.

Those people from the Medicine God Valley can be seen as elite soldiers and strong generals, and there are great masters in charge. Not to mention going to Huangquan Road now, it is not suitable to start a meaningless battle, even if they encounter each other in normal times, they have to go as far as possible.

Ow! Ow! Ow!

The black desert is like a cloud, hanging upside down above the sky. The dark dragon ghost, swallowing magic flames, opened its teeth and claws, and started a terrifying battle with that person, and the sound shook all directions.

The continuous sound of the dragon's voice reached Xiao Chen's ears, causing him to cast his gaze over it.

Xiao Chen didn't find it strange that the dragon's voice overlapped. The ghost of the flood dragon could make the dragon's sound. The person who fought against the dragon seemed to be able to make the dragon's sound, which made him a little curious.

Moreover, he was a little familiar with the dragon sound that the man uttered, but it was too far away, and his spiritual sense could only reach a thousand meters, so he couldn't figure out what he really wanted.

Under the angry roar of the dragon, all the ghosts that flew out of the ground obeyed its command and jumped towards it.

Kong Yuan wondered: "Is this dragon really transformed by that fairy scissors?"

Originally, I heard Qingcheng say that this is a tongue-pulling hell, there was a fairy who cut it, and thought it was a joke, but now seeing the power of this flood dragon, it seems that what he said is true.

"Of course it is true, but it is not a treasure anymore. Immortal Dao is gone, its divinity is no longer there, and the power of immortality is no longer there. It is just an ordinary treasure. There was once Emperor Wu who curiously took a dragon, and then handed it over to his disciples .Now there are only a few great masters, and even the Emperor Zhun will look down on this dragon's idea."

Seeing that Kong Yuan didn't believe it, Qingcheng explained it casually.

Xiao Chen pondered for a moment: "Let's go, we can't wait here, it's just the words of the great master, just rush over."

After speaking, he took the lead and walked, Xiao Bai Yuanxu followed after him, Qingcheng stomped his feet, and had no choice but to follow.

The speed of the few people is not slow, as fast as lightning, and the seemingly far away place is only half a stick of incense. The scene of the black dragon fighting with people appeared in Xiao Chen's field of vision.

Heijiao was fighting with a burly middle-aged ghost clan warrior. Ten heavenly dragons loomed behind him between his hands and feet. When he punched out, there was an earth-shattering sound, shaking the desert like waves, soaring into the sky And rise.

The black flood dragon was even more brutal, its hostility was soaring to the sky, it barked its teeth and danced its claws, roaring again and again.

Xiao Chen finally understood why he was somewhat familiar with the voice of the ghost warrior.

Like him, the other party's strength has reached the realm of tens of millions of catties, forming a dragon force, but the realm is much higher than Xiao Chen's, and has reached the realm of ten dragons' strength.

With just one punch, there is a strength of hundreds of millions of catties. He is a great master who is physically sanctified... Great master, quite terrifying.

On the periphery of the battlefield, there are hundreds of figures moving around, blocking the flying ghosts outside, preventing these ghosts from disturbing the grand master of the ghost clan.

Although the strength of these ghosts is not good, they are barely equivalent to the realm of junior martial saints. But they are densely packed, there are too many, and they all rush over at once, and the grand master is also a little troublesome.

Whoosh!

Seven or eight figures came down with gusts of wind and stopped in front of Xiao Chen.

"Stop!"

The two leading figures had pale skin and were unable to conceal their lifeless aura, while the other five figures were all ghosts that seemed to be real.

Xiao Chen's eyelids inadvertently picked up. This is a high-rank ghost. When it appeared, there were still five heads. These people have a lot of background among the nobles.

"The battle between the teacher and this evil dragon has reached a critical moment. No accidents are allowed. Please wait a while." The person in the female suit on the right said.

Xiao Chen glanced at it. The opponent's battle had indeed reached a critical moment, and Jiaolong was almost unable to hold on. Rushing over would inevitably arouse speculation from these people.

Well, just wait a bit.

The two people in front of them are not taken seriously, but the grand master of the ghost clan who can use the power of ten dragons at will is not easy to mess with.

Suddenly, the black-clothed warrior on the left glanced at Qingcheng, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent: "Do it, these people are all sent by the ghost queen's apprentice to make trouble."

Click!

But as soon as his words fell, he heard the sound of a saber, and Xiao Chen moved at an even faster speed. The moment his face changed slightly, he shot like lightning, and the brilliance of the bright moon shot out from his fingertips. , the moon is perfect.

With a flash of saber light, the black-clothed warrior turned into a headless corpse. Little Bai Yuanxu and the three of them made quick moves, and with their joint efforts, they also eliminated the other yellow-clothed warrior within a single meeting.

The five powerful ghosts in the back, the master is dead, so naturally they can't exist for a long time, they turned into little phosphorescence and dissipated.

Qingcheng muttered with an innocent face: "These are people from the Ghost Emperor's faction. I've told you all about it. If you don't listen, you can't blame me for it."

Xiao Chen glanced at it, his eyes just met the ghost warrior in the air, and he felt an extremely strong killing intent.

With his expression unchanged, Xiao Chen said calmly: "Do it, cut off all those people around."

Xiao Chen has never been an indecisive person, since he has already torn his face, there is no need to explain anything. [,! ].

If you want to survive, it is better to ask others to help yourself.

Along the way, Xiao Chen had already become the backbone of the team, Xiaobai and the other three scattered away without saying a word, and began to cut off the ghost clan warriors around who helped to resist the ghosts one by one.

Qingcheng was slightly in a daze, some did not expect Xiao Chen to be so decisive, without any wordiness, even if he was about to face the wrath of the grand master.

There was a chill in my heart for no reason, it was really scary to be an enemy of such a person.

Glancing again at the grand master of the ghost clan who was fighting against the evil dragon, a smile appeared on the corner of Qingcheng's mouth: "Uncle Mo, I'm sorry, Qingcheng really didn't do it on purpose."

Yuan Xu and Kong Yuan are all the arrogance trained by the king, and Xiaobai is highly expected by the spirit fox king to be a genius cultivated by the next generation of demon kings, together with Xiao Chen.

Such people, without the appearance of a great master, can't stop them at all.

As the gaps opened up, under the roar of Jiaolong, ghosts overwhelmingly began to rush towards the great master of the ghost clan, and the pressure on Jiaolong suddenly became much less.

The grand master of the ghost clan, with a ferocious expression, his skin cracked, and blood oozes out. With every punch, there are actually fifteen dragons roaring, reaching the astonishing power of fifteen dragons.

"Junior, hurry up and stop, otherwise this Nine Nether Purgatory will definitely be your burial place!"

The voice was like thunder, echoing endlessly in all directions, containing endless killing intent.

Xiao Chen ignored it, and he was not a fool, if he really stopped, then there would be no way out.

Only by letting this ghost completely obliterate this person and delay the other party can we get a chance of survival for everyone.

Otherwise, a grand master who can explode with the power of fifteen dragons, no one present can catch ten moves,

Half a quarter of an hour later, the remaining warriors of the ghost tribe escaped or died, and all the gaps were opened.

The overwhelming ghosts, like the ocean, completely obliterated the great master of the ghost clan.

The evil dragon roared hesitantly, swung the dragon's tail, quickly got out, circled in the air, and burrowed towards the ground.

The five people got together, and they were more or less injured. Xiao Chen was a little lucky that he brought Xiaobai and the other three with him. Otherwise, it would be really difficult for him to solve this kind of situation by himself.

"Brother Xiao Chen, can you go?"

Xiao Bai put away the Xueyu Sword and asked, the others also cast their gazes over, waiting for his answer.

Xiao Chen changed his expression, glanced at the black flood dragon that was falling towards the ground, and said in a deep voice: "Qingcheng, you take them away first, and I will follow."

The faces of the others changed slightly, and Qingcheng said in surprise: "You don't want to take advantage of this black dragon's ghost, do you? It's not good for the black dragon, and it has the strength comparable to that of a grand master."

Xiao Chen said calmly: "Don't worry, I'm sure, this black dragon ghost is seriously injured, this is the best chance."

But having said that, who knows how big the Black Flood Dragon's counterattack will be. Surrounded by ocean-like ghosts, will something happen to the old man of the ghost clan?

"Qingcheng, do as I say, I have wings of freedom, it will be easy to catch up with you!"

Spreading a pair of wings behind his back, Xiao Chen let out a soft shout, his whole body was released, his long hair was flying, his body was like the light of a bright moon knife, he took a step, and he just came to the place where the black flood dragon landed.

"Walk!"

Qingcheng stopped talking, and led Yuanxu and the others to the next level of hell.

The Evil Jiao Ghost pierced straight into the ground, seeing someone dare to block it, it roared furiously, and Xiao Chen's eardrums felt a little pain due to the vibration of the sound waves.

From top to bottom, the dragon's power is even more intense and scary. If a low-level warrior is here, they can be smashed to pieces just by the dragon's power.

Naturally, Xiao Chen is not afraid of Dragon Power. Subduing Dragon Slash In the process of visualizing the Xiao family's ancestors subduing dragons with bare hands, Xiao Chen has already had a deep understanding of the word subduing dragon.

It is even more creative, merging all the thirteen moves of the Xiao family's Subduing Dragon and Slashing, forming such a big killer move as Qinglong Wuqian and Subduing Dragon Profound Sword.

With only a small achievement, one can easily kill a master-level martial saint, and after a great achievement, it will be even more amazing.

With the heart of subduing the dragon in his body, he is not afraid of the might of the dragon. It is the fierce spirit of the dragon that should be afraid of him.

With a kick of Xiao Chen's feet, blue dragons floated around his body one after another, reaching as many as eighteen dragons.

Every blue dragon is covered with auspicious clouds, and the strong wind it draws blows, and the dragon's power spreads for ten miles.

Roar!

The blue dragons roared in unison, and the superimposed dragon power instantly overwhelmed the dragon power of the dragon ghost.

Slashing, Xiao Chen focused his eyes, waved his hands and went straight to the sky, the eighteen blue dragon shadows turned into a heaven-reaching saber aura, and slashed fiercely at the falling dragon ghost.

The sword aura that flew across the sky almost divided the sky into two halves. Eighteen pieces of saber aura intertwined in a chain. The first knife had just been cut off, and the second knife had already been received.