Chapter 315: Ants (Part 1)

Of the nearly 1,000 Demon Sect disciples, at this moment, there were less than ten left.

Tang Jiu, Wan Changqing, and Feng Le, except for the three of them, only the other six people persevered under the Red Dragon Demon Flame.

These six people are all strong people in the spiritual sea, and their strength is not weak, but at this moment, their faces are pale, and they still have palpitations when they think of the scene just now.

That monstrous demon flame, but in an instant, it took the lives of nearly a thousand people, this is not an ordinary person, but a disciple of the major demon sects, all of them have cultivated to be strong, and they have good strength.

However, under the monstrous demonic flames, all of them turned into ashes......

How can they not be afraid?

They looked at Li Changkong's gaze, like a ghost, and the fear in their eyes couldn't be concealed.

Mo Haoran, who was in the distance, was even weaker and collapsed directly to the ground, completely shocked by the power of the flames.

With such a power of flames, so powerful, he couldn't believe that this was from the hand of Li Longbow.

This son, how can the word demon be able to describe it?

It was Tang Jiu, Wan Changqing, and Feng Le, who were all stunned for a moment at the moment, looking at Li Changkong's gaze with complicated eyes.

One by one, they are all arrogant figures in their respective sects, with unparalleled talents, and they overwhelm most of the disciples of a sect, but at this moment, facing Li Changkong, they actually felt ashamed of themselves.

From the bottom of their hearts, they felt that they were inferior to the disciple of the Danwu Hall in front of them.

But in an instant, they regained their fighting spirit, perhaps, they alone, can not defeat this son, but everyone joins forces, it may not be impossible to fight!

As Tianjiao, at this moment, they were all inspired by Li Changkong's strong fighting spirit.

Blood, it seems to be burning, this battle, at the expense of life and death, with life and death as a bet, a bet on the outcome of this bet!

The winner lives, the loser dies!

"Let's shoot!"

"Let's shoot!"

......

They all shouted, and the spiritual light on their bodies flickered.

In the face of several great heavenly arrogances, Li Changkong's breathing became rapid.

After fighting again and again, his consumption was very intense, and the spiritual power of the seven gods in his body was almost exhausted.

The Red Dragon Demon Flame, although extremely powerful, is much more powerful than before, but the spiritual power consumed is almost massive.

If it weren't for the fact that he had opened up the Seven Great Divine Mansions, and now that he had been promoted to the Eightfold Realm of the Divine Mansions, I am afraid that he would not be able to stimulate such a powerful Red Dragon Demon Flame at once.

But even so, his waist is still straight, and his body is as straight as a gun, which is extraordinary and extraordinary!

In this battle, if you don't win, you'd rather die!

In his eyes, there is an indomitable will, which is burning.

"His consumption is obviously very large, this son is not invincible!"

Tang Jiu glanced at Li Changkong and suddenly spoke.

When the words fell, the eyes of the people present suddenly lit up, Wan Changqing, Feng Le, and the other six martial artists with a heavy spiritual sea, their eyes were shining.

Yes, Fang Cai's Demon Eye is powerful and monstrous, killing nearly a thousand Demon Sect disciples with one blow, the power is huge, it can be consumed, and it must be extremely amazing.

This person's combat power is strong, but after all, there is only the Eightfold Realm of the Divine Mansion, and such a drastic consumption must be a heavy burden, which can drag this son down.

"Whew!"

The blood wolf let out a long roar, and then, it burst directly, and the blood red light flashed above its body.

"Roar!"

The corpse god also let out a roaring sound, and on the surface of his body, there were actually demon patterns that appeared, and he directly punched out, striking with amazing power and sweeping over.

And Tang Jiu's eyes flashed, and he also shot directly, this time, he punched out, and it actually revealed eight kinds of evil qi powers, a total of eight eight sixty-four changes, mysterious and unpredictable.

There were also six other Linghai Heavy Martial Artists, each of whom unleashed a powerful attack and rushed towards Li Changkong.

Such a killing situation, there is almost no solution!

In the distance, Mo Haoran saw a flash of happiness in his eyes, and snorted coldly: "No matter how strong you are, but in the end, you still have to die!"

"If you are strong, the more these people from the Demon Gate want to kill you, the more you want to blame, blame you for the beginning, you shouldn't be arrogant in front of me!"

Mo Haoran was extremely proud, in this situation, Li Changgong would definitely die.

The corners of his mouth raised, revealing a hint of a smile, but in an instant, the smile on his face came to an abrupt end!

"That's a dragon?"

His eyes flickered, and he looked at it with a look of disbelief.

The center of the battlefield.

Dao attacks bombarded him, and when he saw it, he was about to attack Li Changkong's body.

But in an instant, Li Changkong's physical body changed, and he turned into a desolate dragon, with a hideous expression, covered with golden dragon scales, exuding monstrous dragon might.

"Whew!"

A dragon roar shook the top of the mountain, and the dragon power gushed out, a coercion from the depths of the soul directly frightened the blood wolf to the ground, and his body trembled.

A dragon claw was raised, turning into a golden curtain of light, directly resisting all the attacks.

"The Technique of Transforming Dragons, he has finally performed the Technique of Transforming Dragons again!"

At this moment, Gu Feiyang's eyes widened, looking at the desolate dragon, although this is not a dragon clan with pure blood, but it gives people the feeling that it is extremely shocking.

Especially Gu Feiyang, the last time he was in the Desolate Ancient Mountain Range, he was defeated by Li Changkong's dragon transformation technique, and a claw poked out, shattering all his pride.

Only then did he understand how humble he was in front of such a celestial pride.

And now, Li Changkong once again used the dragon transformation technique, which was more domineering and powerful than the last time he was in the Desolate Ancient Mountain Range!

His gaze swept towards Tang Jiu, Wan Changqing, Feng Le and the others, at this moment, there was no longer the slightest worry, there was only pity in his eyes.

These guys are really pitiful, and they are about to face the unbearable **** he has suffered!

"Dragons?"

Tang Jiu's legs were trembling, and he only felt a dragon power suppressing his soul, making it difficult for him to give birth to the heart of battle.

Wan Changqing and Feng Le were not much better than him, their faces were pale, and their eyes were extremely complicated.

The other six were even more trembling and frightened.

"Come up and die!"

At this moment, Li Changkong's dragon eyes were indifferent, these guys actually forced him to perform the dragon transformation technique, you know, his identity cannot be exposed, and it is a great danger to perform the dragon transformation technique at this moment.

"It's a dragon, so what? Together, we can slay the dragon!"

Tang Jiu was worthy of being a triple powerhouse in the Spirit Sea, and he was the first to recover from the horror, he directly burst out, unleashing the Nine Evil Fists, his whole body was covered with evil energy, and he blasted towards Li Changkong.

A fist, incomparably bright, seems to be able to shake the void!

But the next moment, a dragon claw was raised, and it was gently slapped down, and a majestic divine power burst out directly.

Bang!

A shaking like the earth shaking the mountains came, and I saw that Tang Jiu's entire person was slapped into the ground, his head shattered, and the blood flowed to the ground.

"Ant-like. ”

Li Changkong whispered.

The rest of the people suddenly looked like ashes, like mourning!

(End of chapter)