Chapter 1028

Wang Daoyuan immediately had a panoramic perception of the avatar Black Ice Turtle, which was hiding near the mouth of the river.

Through spiritual exploration, he could actually see Linhai City thousands of miles away.

At this moment near Linhai City, the sword puppet Xuanjia was still confronting the fifth-rank top-grade black flood dragon.

The strength of the black flood dragon is slightly weaker, and he doesn't want to suffer any more.

Xuanjia wanted to preserve his strength, but he didn't dare to make too many moves.

He just cut out a few swords occasionally to frighten the two low-rank fifth-rank dragons, and to share some pressure for Wang Zhian.

Wang Daoyuan said to himself: "Among the monster races in the extremely cold ice field, the dragon species and the Xuanwu lineage have the highest status.

The dragon species has the powerful big demon king Bingjiao, and the Xuanwu lineage can stand up to the dragon species, so there must be masters sitting in charge.

In Xuanbinggui's memory, there is also a father who is at the peak of the fifth step, and there should be a great demon king in the Xuanwu lineage.

The last time he fought against the black flood dragon, he was taught a lesson by the Xuanbing turtle.

This time, he dared to come here swaggeringly, there must be someone behind him.

The backhand used to deal with the Xuanbing Turtle should be the great demon king of the Xuanwu clan.

Controlling the fifth-order high-grade black ice turtle by himself, he should not be at a disadvantage against the fifth-order peak Xuanwu bloodline.

From Judge's point of view, the strength of the human race is not dominant.

If this continues, Yaozu doesn't need to send more people to win, and it has to put some pressure on Yaozu. "

Thinking of this, Wang Daoyuan gave the clone Hui Peng an order to fly over directly from the wind layer of the Nine Heavens.

Huipeng is currently in the vicinity of Wanchuanfang City, and it will take more than an hour to arrive at Linhai City.

Although his cultivation base is only middle-rank fifth rank, it is not far from top-rank fifth rank.

He was unable to deal with the big demon king, but under Wang Daoyuan's control, it was not a problem to deal with the fifth-level top-grade black dragon in Linhai City.

There is a saying that the Pengniao clan restrains the Dragon clan. Of course, the ordinary Pengniao is just a different species of the Phoenix clan.

It is only known for its speed, and its combat power is not top-notch among divine beasts.

Can only be ranked in the upper middle.

Fighting against most real dragons can't be bargained for.

But to deal with dragon species like Jiaolong, it can be said to be a natural nemesis.

Moreover, the gray roc comes from the West Sea.

Although the strength is not too strong, but he has the blood of ancient beasts.

This alone has the potential to compete with divine beasts, and demigod beasts of the same level are really no match for him.

With the sword puppet Xuanjia, it will not be a problem to clean up the three black flood dragons around Linhai City.

After giving the order to Hui Peng, Wang Daoyuan didn't care about him anymore.

Jia Qi confronted the five big demon kings, and it would be impossible to tell the winner without tossing for a few hours, so don't worry about it for the time being, Wang Daoyuan's mind is mainly on the Xuanbing turtle.

In order to deal with the possible existence of the Great Demon King of the Xuanwu bloodline, the Xuanbing Turtle can no longer directly cast large spells like last time.

The Xuanbing Turtle quietly sneaked into the vicinity of Linhai City, and sent a message to Wang Zhian, asking him to control the Sword Puppet Xuanjia and attack the fifth-level top-grade black flood dragon.

He waited for an opportunity to sneak attack to see if he could take down the black flood dragon.

Wang Zhian received the message, and the sword puppet Xuanjia turned into a silver light again and attacked the black flood dragon.

The black flood dragon never dared to relax its vigilance, and this blow also failed.

The strength gap between the two sides is not big, Wang Zhian's ability to control power is still too low, and the threat to the black dragon is not great.

After fighting for more than ten breaths, it was only a tie.

Suddenly, a foot-long ice pick flew out of the water.

Although the Black Flood Dragon is not strong, he still has some knowledge.

Knowing that this blow could completely injure himself, he quickly dodged.

Xuanjia condensed sword shadows one after another, chasing the black dragon all the time.

This is also a kind of sword repairing spell, called Spirit Locking Sword.

Use the sword energy as a chain to lock the enemy. Once the sword energy is entangled, the movement of spiritual power will be suppressed.

It was already very difficult for the black flood dragon to dodge the mysterious ice turtle, but before he had time to dodge the spirit lock sword, the sword energy soon entangled him.

He only felt that the mobilization of his own spiritual power was greatly hindered, and the flow of spiritual power was getting slower and slower.

He wanted to break free from the shackles of sword energy, but he was powerless.

The ice pick unleashed by the Xuanbing Turtle was less than a hundred meters away from him.

At such a close distance, it is difficult for him to use his spiritual power, and it is already a certain death situation.

At this moment, another ice cone fell from the sky, smashing the ice cone of the black ice turtle.

The ice cone that appeared later was also shattered, and the strength of the two sides should be about the same.

An exclamation came from the Gangfeng layer: "My son Xuanyan, your strength has already caught up with that of your father.

What kind of magic did Wang Daoyuan cast on you to make you betray the Xuanwu clan and work for the human race? "

Before the words were finished, an ice-blue turtle more than ten feet long descended from the sky.

"Xuanyan, why don't you come out and meet me?"

Xuanyan flew out of the river and turned into a burly man in an ice-blue robe.

"The Yaozu has no hope. If you don't want the Xuanwu bloodline to be cut off, you should surrender as soon as possible."

Hearing this, the Great Demon King Xuanbing was stunned: "I am your father, our Xuanwu blood is rare, did you forget that your father treated you like a sweetheart when you were young?"

At this time, Xuanyan's soul was a little shaken, as if he wanted to get rid of Wang Daoyuan's control.

This is also normal, the higher the cultivation base, the stronger the sensing ability.

The close relatives of flesh and blood will naturally resonate.

However, Wang Daoyuan was already hiding nearby.

With such a close distance, even a fifth-rank high-rank avatar would not be able to break free from the control of the cultivator.

Xuan Yan shouted loudly: "It's useless to talk more, let's do it."

After finishing speaking, three ice cones were condensed and attacked towards the big demon king Xuanbing.

Xuan Bing revealed a look of astonishment, Xuan Yan's method of casting spells was really exquisite.

The cultivation base is obviously lower than his own, the speed of condensing the ice cone is faster than his own, the consumption of spiritual power is less, and the power of the ice cone is almost the same as his own.

He opened his mouth and exhaled a gust of cold air, forming an ice wall in front of him, blocking the three ice cones.

The two ice turtles were equal in strength, so they started a war of attrition.

On the other side of the fifth-rank high-rank black flood dragon, trapped by the spirit lock sword, two fifth-rank low-rank black flood dragons rushed to rescue.

All of Xuanjia's power was used to maintain the Lingling Sword, and there was no way to stop the two black dragons.

Moreover, Xuanjia only had three fifth-order spirit-gathering beads installed.

This kind of high-intensity fighting method can only last more than half an hour at most.

Wang Zhian didn't dare to let him fight any longer, so he manipulated Xuanjia to give up the spirit-locking sword, and continued to return to the top of Linhai City.

With the help of the cover of the formation, the three monsters were held back.

The two sides continued to stalemate, and after an hour, Hui Peng's clone came to the Gangfeng layer directly above Linhai City.

At this time, the fifth-level high-grade black flood dragon was too far away, and the sword puppet Xuanjia couldn't help.

Hui Peng's cultivation base is slightly lower, so it is difficult to kill the fifth-order top-grade black flood dragon quickly.

Not to mention the Great Demon King Xuanbing, the Xuanwu bloodline is extremely defensive.

Even if he retracted into the turtle shell and followed Hui Peng to fight, Hui Peng would not be able to kill him.

Hui Peng also aimed at a low-rank fifth-rank black flood dragon. This guy has a lower concentration of dragon blood and a lower cultivation level, so his strength is naturally not strong.

Coupled with natural restraint, there should be no problem dealing with him.

Hui Peng was wrapped in the wind, and swooped down at an extremely fast speed.

Two little black dragons were fighting with the water dragon derived from the formation. When they reacted, Hui Peng's sharp claws had already caught the head of a little black dragon.

The sharp claws penetrated the skull of the little black dragon, and the little black dragon just struggled a few times before completely losing its vitality.

A fifth-order dragon species needs to be cultivated for thousands of years, and it just disappeared.

After beheading one dragon species, Wang Daoyuan continued to control Hui Peng to attack another dragon species.

Seeing these two members of the same family being beheaded, the eyes of the fifth-level top-rank black flood dragon were about to burst.

He raised his dragon's head and let out a roar.

He wanted to go to support, and the sword puppet Xuanjia used the spirit lock sword again.

He also didn't care about saving his fellow clansmen, so he could only dodge the attack in a hurry.

The fifth-rank low-rank mixed-blood dragon species had no resistance against the fifth-rank middle-rank Huipeng, and the other little black flood dragon was quickly beheaded.

After cleaning up the two guys who got in the way, Hui Peng started to attack the fifth-order high-grade black flood dragon.

At this time, Wang Daoyuan divided his mind into four functions, and at the same time controlled the avatar Jia Qi.

"Dear demon kings, I don't know how the big drama in Linhai City is going?

Or, let's go and see together? "

The five big demon kings were also a little anxious. It is said that with the big demon king Xuanbing and Xuanlin around, Linhai City should have been dealt with long ago.

Especially the Great Demon King Xuanjiao, Xuanlin is his own son, and the situation over there is unknown, so he is naturally a little worried.

"Since a few of you are unwilling to give up, let's go and have a look."

Ten Nascent Souls with peak combat power flew eastward together.

After more than an hour, they arrived near Linhai City.

The two basaltic bloodlines were still fighting unhurriedly, and they were evenly divided.

The sword puppet Xuanjia consumes a lot of spiritual power, and has already entered the city to recover its spiritual power.

Hei Jiao Xuan Lin did not dare to fight against Hui Peng, so he had to rely on the Wanchuan River to avoid the attack.

There are two black flood dragon corpses beside it, and the corpses of fourth-order monster beasts are all over the ground.

Xuanjiao wanted to save his son, but Jia Qi stepped forward to stop him: "Didn't you agree to watch a play? What's the hurry, fellow daoist?"

Xuan Jiao glanced at him, and cursed in his heart: "You are not in a hurry, it is my son who was beaten."

At this moment, Xuanlin already had several wounds more than a foot long on his body, all of which were continuously oozing blood.

Hui Peng kept circling on the surface of the river, and Xuan Lin hid at the bottom of the river, and couldn't completely avoid his detection.

Once found, a few wind blades will hit it.

Xuanjiao weighed it up and knew that he was not Jia Qi's opponent.

The battle strength of the big demon kings on both sides is equal, even if there is a strong one and a weak one, it is impossible to tell the winner in a short time.

He scolded angrily: "Big Demon King Xuanbing, are you a waste?

With a higher level of cultivation, beating his own son would only result in a tie. "

The big demon king Xuanbing was in a rage, so naturally he didn't want to let it go.

"I didn't want to participate in this matter, you insisted on coming.

I don't know what kind of magic Wang Daoyuan used to make my son Xuanyan deny me, and his strength is very strong. "

The demon-slaying sword spirit appeared again: "I thought how powerful the Yaozu was? After a long time of trouble, that's all it takes.

When the gray roc kills the black flood dragon, we will have an advantage. "

Jia Qi echoed his words: "You monster race have such little family background, and you dare to attack my human race.

There is still Lei Yan Zhenjun on our side of the human race who has not made a move, and the sword puppet on the side of Younan City, fellow Daoist White Feather Chicken, should also know.

When they come over, the big demon kings won't be able to leave. "

The Huofeng Great Demon King smiled and said: "There are three Great Demon Kings in the Extreme Cold Ice, but we cannot have only two of them from the Demon Clan of the Tianzhan Mountain Range.

Gold-winged tiger demon king, the human race looks down on our demon race, so come out and show your hand. "

A tiger's roar came from the Gangfeng layer, and a white shadow descended from the sky.

The white shadow came straight towards Hui Peng, but luckily Hui Peng was fast enough to turn into a gust of wind and dodge the blow.

When the white shadow landed, it was a white tiger.

There are a pair of golden wings growing on the tiger's back, and its eyes are blood red.

He glanced towards Linhai City, and the monks manipulating the crossbow on the city wall were all trembling.

Judge still looked indifferent: "There are really backhands, but it's not a big deal.

Jia is one against two, and he can hold on for a while.

Zhenjun Lei Yan should be arriving soon. With his cultivation level close to the late Yuanying period, and the Zijin Linglong Pagoda, it shouldn't be a problem to win the Great Demon King. "

The Great Demon King Xuanjiao snorted coldly: "The Icefield demon clan and the Tianzhan Mountain range demon clan have masters, how could the East China Sea Dragon clan not have them?

Old ancestor, the incompetence of the younger generation is not the opponent of the human race, so I can only invite you to come out of the mountain. "

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