Yan Zhao Ge's Northern Hell clone stretched out his arms, and the hanging clouds in the Northern Hell Divine Spear stabbed towards Lin Qiancheng. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The spear refined from the backbone and white bone essence of Feng Jingsheng, the sect leader of the Shaluo Sect, was not a real weapon after all, and could only be used temporarily.

But at this moment, using fists instead of guns, turning spear skills into boxing is also majestic.

Lin Qiancheng practiced the Phantom Magic Technique, and it was not a strong point to fight hard, but now he was in a weak period, and he couldn't resist the sharpness of the Northern Pluto Divine Spear.

Where the spear was agitated, Lin Qiancheng's body like a black shadow suddenly shook like a ripple, as if it was about to be torn apart.

He didn't dare to stay any longer, turned into a group of black shadows, and fled quickly into the distance, fleeing towards the depths of the Lost Sea.

Yan Zhaoge's eyes narrowed, but he didn't stop, driving the Northern Darkness clone to continue the pursuit.

Lin Qiancheng was in his heyday, and he was not as good as Yan Zhaoge's Northern Doppelganger in terms of speed.

So although he tried to escape, he was never able to escape Yan Zhaoge's tracking.

However, there seemed to be some kind of special treasure in Lin Qiancheng's hands, and whenever Yan Zhaoge and the Northern Darkness clone chased too closely, there was a flash of light in Lin Qiancheng's hands.

Yan Zhaoge looked at it carefully, it seemed to be a round bead.

This bead, just like the dragon's eyeball, every time it flickered, the surrounding clouds became much more condensed, manifesting the form of a true dragon and helping Lin Qiancheng block Yan Zhaoge.

It's like the finishing touch.

The dragon's eye flickered, and the aura of the true dragon around him was a little thicker and more condensed.

was scattered by Yan Zhao Ge's Northern Darkness clone, and it turned into smoke and mist again, but as the dragon eye in Lin Qiancheng's hand flickered again, the surrounding clouds and mist re-condensed.

In this way, with the help of that strange treasure, Lin Qiancheng stumbled and fled into the deepest part of the Lost Sea.

According to the general cognition of the Canghai Great World, when you arrive at this place, even the Martial Saint powerhouse also needs to pay attention and rarely set foot in it.

Yan Zhaoge did not hesitate, and followed closely behind Lin Qiancheng with the Northern Hell's clone, and set foot in this inaccessible and dangerous place.

When you get here, you can feel that the aura of the real dragon is even stronger, making people feel that in the surrounding clouds and mist, it seems that there is really a real dragon hidden in it.

Yan Zhaoge was thoughtful, and then saw the black shadow shrouded Lin Qiancheng in front of him fall towards the sea below, and plunged into the sea.

The doppelganger of the North Underworld fell with a punch, and the sea water parted, but below was an abyss that seemed to be bottomless.

Lin Qiancheng's figure blended into it and gradually disappeared.

But the clone of the North Ming took Yan Zhaoge all the way down and chased closely, always staring at Lin Qiancheng firmly.

Lin Qiancheng looked back at Yan Zhao Ge, and with a split of his palms, he shot out from afar, not hitting the pursuers, but shaking the surrounding abyss.

In the abyss, a large amount of black gas suddenly came out, and it was like an evil dragon, attacking Yan Zhao Ge and the Northern Netherworld.

Yan Zhaoge glanced at these black gases, and knew that they were all vigorous life essences, which were reversed into dead qi, how strong the vitality was before his death, and how heavy the meaning of death was now, which made people almost suffocate.

The majestic death breath seems to devour the creatures that enter here, so that they too will enter the death together and stay here forever.

Yan Zhaoge said secretly: "No wonder this is a place of great evil, and few people have set foot in it. ”

In the past, no one could tell the origin of the death qi here, but Yan Zhaoge now knew in his heart that the source of this extremely strong death qi was probably in the place where the dragons were buried.

Dragons, born creatures, have extremely powerful qi and blood, and juvenile dragons have strong physique and vitality.

When a dragon dies, it can produce a majestic death breath, not to mention a group of dragons burying bones.

Lin Qiancheng arrived here, but he felt a little like a fish in water, he was already in a weak period, and his strength seemed to be gradually recovering.

Yan Zhaoge knew that this was because of the magic skill of the Phantom Demon Technique, which was good at plundering the essence of living beings.

Although there is a vast amount of dead qi here, there is a transformation of the essence of living beings, and Lin Qiancheng can absorb the dead qi into the body in a short time, which instead boosts his strength.

Yan Zhao Ge's face did not change, and the arms of the Northern Darkness clone shook, cutting off the black qi like an evil dragon, and then still rushed towards Lin Qiancheng.

Lin Qiancheng turned around and slapped his palm, and made a hard move with the iron fist of the Northern Darkness clone!

The two great martial saints fought, and the violent air flow suddenly spread to all around, and it actually dispersed all the black qi in the abyss under the sea, causing a vacuum heaven and earth to appear in the abyss.

The power of both sides was urged to the extreme, and the Phantom Magic Technique fought hard against the Northern Pluto Divine Spear.

The right hand of the Northern Shadow clone seemed to be carved from white jade, and at this time it completely lost its luster and moisture, and became skinny, shriveled and withered, like a dry corpse.

And Lin Qiancheng's right arm turned into a blurred shadow, trying to dissipate the powerful power of the Northern Pluto Divine Spear, but in the end it still exploded and shattered completely!

In one move, the battle between the two sides is white-hot!

The clone of the Northern Darkness took a deep breath, silently used Xuangong, the true yuan flowed, and his right hand was still dry, but it was a little more bloody, and it was also a little fuller.

Seeing this, Lin Qiancheng snorted, turned his head again and left, continuing to dive towards the bottom of the abyss.

Yan Zhaoge and the Northern Darkness clone were in hot pursuit.

The two sides stopped fighting, all the way down, and the surrounding dead air became more and more intense, even Lin Qiancheng did not dare to easily suck it into the body, otherwise he might die of anger at any time.

Walking and walking, Lin Qiancheng suddenly stopped.

Then I saw him suddenly raise his hand, and a streamer of light flickered in the dark air.

It was the dragon's eye.

Yan Zhaoge's heart froze, and then he saw the black qi gathering wildly, condensing with that dragon's eye as the center, and finally turning into a huge black dragon.

The black dragon only has one eye, but at this moment, it seems that the real dragon has been resurrected.

The terrifying majesty struck overwhelmingly, making people's hearts palpitate, and Nian Chen's urging of the Holy Soldier Nine Dragons was nothing more than that.

But the worse is yet to come.

Lin Qiancheng's hands were raised continuously, and eight dragon eyes flew out, and then he gathered the majestic dead qi in the abyss, and then turned into eight huge black dragons!

A total of nine one-eyed black dragons roared wildly, intertwined, and sealed the entire abyss.

Yan Zhao Ge and the Northern Darkness clone, as well as Lin Qiancheng, were all locked by nine powerful black dragons.

In just an instant, Yan Zhaoge felt that his life essence seemed to be disappearing.

Looking closely, the back half of the bodies of the nine black dragons were buried under the abyss, and the dragon's tail seemed to be connected to something.

In the dark abyss, there was a flicker of light, and gradually formed a closed door.

While the nine black dragons were circling, the dragon's tail grabbed the gate and was trying to open it!

The power to open the door clearly stems from the life essence of Yan Zhaoge, the Northern Darkness clone, and Lin Qiancheng.

"Sacrifice?" Yan Zhaoge looked at Lin Qiancheng, only to see that the other party had used the phantom magic technique to the extreme, and the whole person seemed to be floating and shadowy, and did not exist in this world.

The nine one-eyed black dragons devoured the life essence, ignoring such Lin Qiancheng for a while, and instead focused on Yan Zhao Ge and the Northern Darkness clone.

In particular, the body of the Martial Saint, the clone of the Northern Underworld with extremely strong vitality, has become the main target.

In the illusory black shadow, Lin Qiancheng's ethereal voice came: "To open this legendary dragon gate, you need to sacrifice a huge vitality, and only a martial saint can do it." ”

"I can't open the door myself, I'm waiting for someone who thinks he's smart to come here, it can be Zhao Chong, it can be Lin Shi, or you. ”

Yan Zhaoge said: "You're welcome, as you said, I can't open the door alone." (To be continued.) )