Focusing on his mind, he dared not be careless, Ji Hao's clone turned into a sea of ​​fire, trapping Wu Bi inside.??

The Pangu Bell roared, and released a series of chaotic auras, wrapping the void within a radius of hundreds of miles into a cocoon. Wu Bi swung his sword again and again, and the blood-colored sword light had extremely terrifying lethality on the dragon clan, but he could not do anything to Ji Hao at all.

After fighting for a long time, under the scolding of Qin Niu and Ao Bai, the huge dragon army set up a large imprisonment formation from afar. These dragon warriors did not dare to approach and fight with Wu Bi. They just raised blue waves in the sky, and the overlapping water waves overlapped together and turned into a huge prison without friends, wrapping the entangled battlefield of Ji Hao and Wu Bi inside.

A trace of feminineness was extremely soft, and the invisible cold air quietly emerged from the water wave prison. Ji Hao was not affected by the dragon clan's imprisonment formation at all. However, before he knew it, Wu Bi's movement and flickered slowly and slowly. He gradually covered his body with a thin layer of ice, and an extremely fine layer of lightning appeared on the surface of his body.

Dozens of ancient dragon kings responsible for controlling the formation suddenly shouted in unison, and tens of thousands of dragon warriors all spewed out a ray of lightning. Countless lights gathered together, and suddenly condensed into a thin light as thin as a head of silk and slashed hard on Wu Bi.

The dragon clan was anxious about Wu Bi, but he was extremely afraid of the blood-colored sword in his hand. They used their strength to suck this blow and did not hold back at all. The seemingly small electric light burst out suddenly, and countless terrible currents swept across the surrounding void thousands of miles away. Countless electric lights hit Pangu Bell, shaking the Pangu Bell's "dongdong" sound.

Ji Hao's clone was not well-educated, and even with Pangu Bell's body protection, it was shaken and rolled away like fallen leaves in the wind.

Wu Bi, who was locked by the dragon formation, screamed bitterly. Most of his body was directly qi and annihilated. Only one head and most of his neck were barely intact. The blood-colored sword in his hand was constantly bombarded by lightning, and he flew away to the side with a long distance.

"Snatch him off!" Hugging the seriously injured Ao Bai, the imperial niu couldn't take off his hands and fought for the long blood-colored sword. He yelled quickly.

In the dragon clan formation, Yinglong, with a winged body of about a thousand feet long, let out a long roar. His body shook and turned into a human form. A pair of huge wings behind him flapped quickly. A afterimage swayed in his body and instantly passed through the void. In the blink of an eye, he reached the long blood-colored sword and grabbed the hilt.

Ji Hao's clone finally stabilized his body. He looked at Ying Long who was trying to grab the long sword. Suddenly he saw the hilt of the blood-colored long sword squirming strangely. As soon as Ying Long's palm grasped the hilt, countless sharp blood-colored barbs suddenly emerged from the hilt.

Yinglong's palm, densely covered with small dragon scales, was easily pierced by blood-colored barbs. The blood-colored sword trembled slightly, and then Yinglong's hissing screams and one of his arms suddenly became dry and withered like a ten thousand-year-old mummy.

Wu Bi's only remaining head laughed loudly: "Everyone in the world can use this knife, but only the dragon clan cannot touch it. Whoever touches it will die!"

Prisoner, Ao Bai and countless dragon warriors cursed in unison. Yinglong, whose palms were pierced by blood, hissing and howling, and the shrill roar was filled with endless pain and despair. It is hard to imagine how severe the pain could make a proud and wild Yinglong roar like this.

Wu Bi smiled sharply, and his head turned into a black air and rushed out quickly, instantly sank into Ying Long's seven orifices. Ying Long, who was absorbed by the blood-colored sword, looked at Wu Bi's body without any resistance, and then his burly and tall body quickly shriveled and collapsed.

In just one breath, a Gu Yinglong, who was over 30,000 years old, turned into a large area of ​​dust and drifted away, absorbing most of the essence and blood in Yinglong's body. A ball of black air filled. Wu Bi recondensed the demon body amid the strange laughter, and grabbed the blood-colored sword with his backhand.

"This knife is really good... Hehe, your dragon clan is no different from a group of chickens in front of this knife." Wu Bi raised the long sword with a heavy blood, and his face twisted toward the dragon clan warriors with a distorted face and said grimly, "Dragon clan? Hehe, fart!"

Prisoner Ao Bai was so angry that his face turned blue. Ao Bai turned his head and looked at Ji Hao and shouted sternly: "Ji Hao... help our clan take this..."

Before Ao Bai could finish his words, Yu Niu suddenly roared, hugging Ao Bai, who was seriously injured and unable to move, and rushed forward. Yu Niu's pounce directly shattered the void and broke a hole of hundreds of feet in diameter in the sky. The next moment he emerged from Ji Hao.

"Kids, be careful... let go!" As soon as Prison Niu said, more than a dozen dragon generals who were standing beside him wailed in unison, and their bodies swirled out to the side. At the same time, a severe wound that reached the internal organs appeared on their bodies, and a large area of ​​blood kept spraying out from the wound.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

A strange laughter came, and a faint black mist filled the air, and a twisted figure of more than ten feet high slowly appeared in the black mist. Wu Bi flashed to the tall figure with a blood-colored sword, frowned and looked at the man coldly and shouted: "Didn't you agree that you should seize the opportunity to give them a ruthless person, at least you have to annihilate most of the dragon clan's forces? What should you do if you show up so anxiously?"

The black mist gradually spread out, and the burly figure in the mist said in a strange voice: "When I saw them, I couldn't help but take action... Prisoner, sir... Hiss, I really want to bite off your neck, drink your plasma, dig open your chest, and treat your heart as a snack!"

The Taoist eyes on Ji Hao's clone's forehead suddenly opened, and a golden light spurted out, hitting the faint black water mist.

With the 'hisper' sound, the black water mist was steamed by the high temperature golden light, and the golden light hit the black figure, which was easily blocked by him with one palm, but the mist dissipated and everyone could see the figure clearly.

The black scales are all over the body, and the dead black is like the black Gobi Desert covered by frost and snow. It is dark and dull, and lifeless, making people feel heavy black. The black scales are the dragon head and the human body. There are more than a dozen slender dragon beards on the dragon head, the dragon horns on the forehead are different from the prison cow, and the deer antlers on the Ao Bai's head, but sharp conical horns.

There was only a pair of dragon horns on Ao Bai's forehead, but there were six sharp horns on this guy's forehead, emitting black cold light.

Not only that, sharp black bone spurs emerge on this guy's shoulders, elbows, wrists, knees, ankles and other important joints.
Chapter completed!