The Peerless Tang Sect's Jingtian Douluo

Tianqinglong's huge body occupies most of the space on the battlefield, and the horns on his head will shoot out a few blue thunderbolts from time to time. The power of the thunderbolts is so powerful that Zhu Ziyang's side who still has fighting power have to dodge in embarrassment. However, while Tianqinglong released Thunder, Longhua and Longwei were also attacking at the same time.

His dragon claws are extremely sharp, and his dragon tail is extremely strong. No matter which one attacks the enemy, it is enough to cause the enemy to be seriously injured or even killed immediately.

"Ice Emperor Dragon!" Zhu Ziyang holds the Ice Dragon King Spear, and uses the ultimate ice with all his strength. A dragon of ice over 100 meters appears behind him, and following the tip of Zhu Ziyang's spear, it looks like a real dragon. The giant dragon released overwhelming ice cones and dragon breath towards the Azure Dragon.

Tian Qinglong was very surprised to see the ice dragon whose size was almost the same as his own. He could feel the extraordinary aura emanating from the ice dragon. In terms of the strength of his blood, he was not as good as it. Unfortunately, he was already a dragon. It's just a remnant soul.

Thinking in this way, Tian Qinglong's body moved quickly. He opened his teeth and claws, and stood upright, exposing his jaw and abdomen to everyone's eyes. He shot a huge lightning ball, and with his head shaking, the lightning ball flew towards Zhu Ziyang immediately.

Seeing this, Zhu Ziyang was not flustered. A silver light flashed in his eyes, and the sky and the earth stood still for a moment. Immediately afterwards, the Ice Emperor Dragon behind him rushed towards the Azure Dragon, and Zhu Ziyang himself appeared in front of the Azure Dragon. Above his head, the Jingshi Xiuming scythe in his hand has turned from gold to black, and a long black river with no beginning and no end appeared under his feet. The long river is dotted with eye-catching white flowers, drifting with the waves.

The long black river is like the origin like the Styx, and the holiness and flawlessness of the white flowers are like salvation.

Jingshi Xiuming Sickle, the eighth soul skill, Xiuming·Beyond the River of Styx!

The stillness of time does not effectively imprison the god-level Sky Azure Dragon. He just became dull for a moment, and then he woke up. With a thought, the ball of lightning caught up to the Emperor Ice Dragon, and thunder and ice happened in an instant. There was a violent collision, and Tian Qinglong raised his head directly, looking directly at Zhu Ziyang directly above.

At this time, Zhu Ziyang's eighth soul ability had been fully formed, and the Styx and the Bianhua were entangled, falling from the nine heavens towards the Azure Dragon.

"Roar!" Tian Qinglong let out a dragon cry, and then his body suddenly exploded. He rushed towards the other side of Zhu Ziyang's Styx River, he didn't seem to care about Zhu Ziyang's eighth soul skill at all, the huge head directly smashed the Styx River, and the strong death air eroded along his dragon scales His body, except for a few scales on his forehead that fell off, didn't seem to have much damage.

The Azure Dragon opened its mouth wide, and he actually wanted to swallow Zhu Ziyang directly.

Zhu Ziyang's eyes narrowed, his eighth soul ability could be smashed into pieces by him abruptly, the god-level physical body should not be underestimated. Seeing the huge mouth of the Azure Dragon approaching, Zhu Ziyang slashed the Jingshi Xiuming Scythe with his hand, and the sickle blade slashed on the dragon's lips. Using his own strength, he jumped out of the dragon's mouth.

"Impossible!" The dragon's eyes suddenly widened, because his lips were injured, it was just the boy's subsequent blow, it shouldn't be, he is a god, how could ordinary martial spirits hurt him!

"Oh!" Zhu Ziyang was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that his casual blow would cause the opponent to bleed. You must know that everyone's joint attack before could not cause substantial damage to Niu Tian. What's going on this time? ?

He glanced at the Jingshi Xiuming Sickle, and then at the enraged Azure Dragon. He seemed to understand the reason in his heart. His Jingshi Xiuming Sickle was not a simple martial soul, but a martial soul that had absorbed and fused the Death God's weapon, the Deadman's Scythe. It is not an exaggeration to call it an artifact. Obviously, it was not the Jingshi Xiuming Scythe that caused the damage to the Azure Dragon, but the unfused Deadman's Scythe absorbed by the Jingshi Xiuming Sickle!

Zhu Ziyang, who understood this information, showed a meaningful smile, and the opposite Tian Qinglong seemed to realize that the weapon in Zhu Ziyang's hands was extraordinary, so his figure shrank rapidly, and finally returned to human form, except that there was an extra hole on his body. A layer of blue dragon scale armor, with a pair of dragon horns on his forehead, looks heroic.

"I thought I valued you enough, but I didn't expect to underestimate you." Niu Tian said, "You have already obtained the artifact. It seems that you are not far from becoming a god, but it's a pity..."

As Niu Tian said, the aura around him changed again. This time, Zhu Ziyang felt that the whole world had become sticky, as if he had been trapped in a puddle of mud, making it difficult to move. A cyan long sword appeared in Niu Tian's hand. The blade of the long sword exuded radiance, and the sharpness of the blade had already materialized. Obviously, it was a sword at the level of a divine weapon.

With the appearance of this divine sword, Niu Tian's temperament also became sharper, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he bullied himself to attack Zhu Ziyang.

Zhu Ziyang's complexion was extremely heavy. He knew that Niu Tian was even more difficult to deal with now, and his companions were all imprisoned by Niu Tian's slow domain at this time. Ma Xiaotao, who was closest to him, was more than ten meters away. It is naturally not mentioned in normal times, but in a god-level slow field, these ten meters are worth a thousand meters!

When the long sword stabbed, Zhu Ziyang immediately raised the Jingshi Xiuming sickle to block it, Niu Tian immediately retracted the sword, and then slashed down, Zhu Ziyang held the sickle to block, the long sword collided with the sickle handle, making a clanging sound. Niu Tian exerted strength with the hand holding the sword, while the other hand accumulated thunder, and hit Zhu Ziyang's chest.

Zhu Ziyang squatted down immediately, and at the same time relieved the huge force from Jing Shixiu's life sickle, he kicked out and attacked Niu Tian's lower third. Seeing this, Niu Tian had no intention of avoiding it. Instead, he sprinted forward and stabbed Zhu Ziyang's back with the long sword in his hand.

Seeing this situation, Zhu Ziyang was helpless, his eyes sparkled, and he suddenly appeared a hundred meters away, why didn't he go to Ma Xiaotao or Xuedi Bingdi? They are deeply affected by the slow field, and their movements are slow. If Zhu Ziyang runs towards them, not only will he not be able to help himself, but it will put them in danger. This is not a wise choice.

Seeing Zhu Ziyang retreating, Niu Tian immediately took an inch forward. First, he released a few thunderbolts to try to slow down Zhu Ziyang's actions, and then continued to attack Zhu Ziyang with a long sword in his hand. Zhu Ziyang used his soul skills to deal with Niu Tian, ​​while retreating slowly, waiting for the opportunity.

He has the means to kill Niu Tian, ​​but the premise is that he must be able to ensure that he hits Niu Tian, ​​otherwise it will be useless.

On the other hand, in Ma Xiaotao's eyes, Zhu Ziyang was forced back by Niu Tian, ​​and there were already many scars on her body, and she was about to be unable to hold on. The ninth soul skill still couldn't get rid of the influence of the slow domain, at most it changed from 0.5 times speed to 0.75 times speed, and it still had no effect on the battlefield situation.

A trace of determination and decisiveness flashed in Huo Fenghuang's eyes. She immediately returned to her adult body, closed her eyes, and calmed down her inner emotions. Then, she suddenly opened her eyes, and a scarlet golden sword appeared in her hand. The scabbard was bound, and it was true, but it was Ma Xiaotao's only hope now.

"Come out, old lady!" Ma Xiaotao tightly grasped the hilt of the sword with her right hand and the scabbard with her left hand. Both hands moved towards both sides at the same time. The veins in the jade hands burst out, and golden flames rose from the sword, quickly igniting Ma Xiaotao's hands. The temperature of the flame was so high that the surrounding air was actually ignited. Although Ma Xiaotao was the ultimate fire, facing such a divine fire was still not enough.

Her hands were burned in an instant, and the bright red flesh was exposed to the flames, making the golden flames more vigorous, spreading along her hands and towards her arms. It can be predicted that if Ma Xiaotao doesn't If you let go, the golden flame will definitely spread to his whole body.

But Ma Xiaotao didn't care at all, her pretty face was full of determination and fearlessness, her eyes were domineering, and she had a face that made her feel at ease. Her hands had already turned into dense bones, and the golden flames burned her flesh and blood, but the palms of the bones were still exerting force, and they were getting bigger and bigger.

Finally, the Vulcan sword revealed a bit of the blade, but most of it was still buried in the scabbard. However, this was enough to make Ma Xiaotao happy. Regardless of the golden flame that was about to burn to her shoulder, she still put all her strength into it. Pulling the Vulcan sword.

The Vulcan Sword suddenly began to tremble violently. I don't know whether it was moved by Ma Xiaotao's determination or angered by Ma Xiaotao's behavior of drawing the sword forward. In short, the hilt and scabbard began to tremble violently, making Ma Xiaotao Xiaotao's body shook accordingly.

She still didn't care, the sweat on her face turned into blue smoke as soon as it appeared, her complexion was strangely flushed, her eyes were still firm, but there was a hint of confusion in the firmness, which was a sign of losing consciousness.

"Zheng—"

An unusually crisp sword sound rang out, attracting the attention of Zhu Ziyang and Niu Tian at the same time. They looked at the same time, and saw Ma Xiaotao holding a strange looking long sword. One side of the sword was red, and the other side was actually Blue, but compared to the sword, Ma Xiaotao's appearance attracted Zhu Ziyang's heart more. I saw that her arms were only bones, and white flames were still burning on her shoulders. The exhaustion and joy caused Zhu Ziyang's heart to throb.

Ma Xiaotao succeeded, and she pulled out the Vulcan sword. Although her condition was very bad, the existence of the Vulcan sword still made Niu Tian feel surprised and vigilant.