He Wuxian is only a second-level Martial Emperor, and he thinks that he can defeat a fourth-level Martial Emperor, which is comparable to the strength of a fifth-level Martial Emperor. [To see the latest chapter of this book, please go to 800 (.800book)]. The update is so fast.

When encountering a sixth-level Martial Emperor, he could only remain undefeated, and he had no chance of winning.

And now, this ghost dragon in front of him is a ninth-level martial emperor whose strength is comparable to that of a ninth-level martial emperor.

There is no doubt that he can't beat it, and he has no chance of winning.

So, when the hundred-foot-sized ghost dragon, fluttering its white bone wings, bowed down the huge dragon head and aimed at him.

He chose without hesitation...... Run away.

Almost instantly, he flew a thousand feet away, galloping in the opposite direction.

Xiao Qinglong and Xiao 'Mao' Qiu immediately followed, he hurriedly jumped on Xiao Qinglong's back, and continued to run away without looking back.

The ghost dragon was visibly stunned for a moment, as if it hadn't 'figured' what was going on.

He had just slaughtered more than 10,000 skeleton warriors a moment ago, and he was still murderous, why did he become so timid and fearful at this moment?

The ghost dragon didn't know why, but it knew that the human in front of it had to die.

Therefore, it waved its huge white bone wings, and its figure was like a white 'colored' lightning, quickly chasing away.

At this time, Xiao Qinglong had escaped ten miles away.

However, a quarter of an hour later, the ghost dragon caught up with the little green dragon, and the distance between the two was less than a thousand feet.

The ghost dragon flew and chased after him, and there was a gray mist surging in the huge dragon head skull cavity.

Among its white bone eye sockets, there were two red 'colored' eyeballs as large as houses, exuding anger and bloodlust.

When it was about to approach the little green dragon, its white mouth opened, and a cold gray 'colored' air flow erupted from its mouth, sweeping towards the little green dragon and He Wuxian.

Wherever the gray 'colored' air flowed, the air was frozen into a sky full of ice mist, distorting into a vortex visible to the naked eye.

This shows how terrifying the power of the gray mist is.

That's the ghost dragon's trick, the cold of death.

But all the martial artists, demon beasts and other creatures in the realm of the Martial Emperor, once they are shrouded in the cold air of death, they will be frozen into dregs.

After the destruction of the 'flesh' body, even the soul consciousness will be obliterated by the breath of death, and it will also be reduced to a ghost.

He Wuxian knew that the death chill was so powerful, of course he didn't dare to take it hard, and immediately let Xiao Qinglong dodge and escape.

The little green dragon flicked its tail, and a blue light appeared all over its body, and its speed increased suddenly, flying forward as fast as lightning, narrowly dodging the attack of death and cold air.

"Boom!"

Dapeng's death chill swept over the tail of the little green dragon, hitting the Gobi Desert below, and suddenly blasted the ground out of a large crater.

The ground within a radius of dozens of miles was immediately shrouded in the cold air of death, and the spider-web-like gaps were cracked by the freezing. Read the full text of the latest chapter in 800BOOK

The terrifying power made He Wuxian secretly speechless, he didn't dare to imagine what the result would be when this death chill hit him.

At this moment, the front has reached the end of the second floor of the temple, and there is a | The black wall of the sky is like a cloud.

Seeing that there was no way ahead, Xiao Qinglong immediately turned around and continued to fly.

"Aang!"

The ghost dragon let out a low roar, and the torrent of sound 'waves' spread out, rolling and surging in all directions, shaking the earth and trembling.

It spewed out a breath of death chill again, swept towards He Wuxian like a hurricane.

Such a scene made He Wu's hatred rise to his throat, and he hurriedly ordered Xiao Qinglong to speed up and fly with all his might.

After dodging the attack again, he heard a muffled sound of "bang" behind him, and He Wu's hateful heart fell back into his stomach.

Xiao Qinglong didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and continued to run away for his life.

The ghost dragon persevered in his pursuit, and he swore not to give up if he didn't tear it up.

The two sides chased and fought like this, which lasted for a whole day.

The second floor of the temple only had a radius of a few hundred miles, and with the speed of the ghost dragon and the little green dragon, it could turn a few times every hour.

In the course of a day, the two sides circled around the second floor of the temple hundreds of times.

As a result, the little green dragon was exhausted and his flight speed slowed down significantly.

The ghost dragon is not a tireless monster either, and is obviously not lightly tired.

Seeing that the little green dragon was almost exhausted, he let it return to the wrapped space to rest, and he waved his blood flame wings and ran away.

When the ghost dragon saw it, he immediately thought that the opportunity had come, and accelerated to chase and kill.

Who knows, He Wuxian also immediately accelerated to fly with all his might, and the speed was no slower than that of the ghost dragon.

Not only that, but when he was about to be caught up by the ghost dragon, a Xianglong stretched a distance of thousands of feet in nine steps.

After the two sides chased for two hours, the ghost dragon caught up again, and He Wuxian made another teleportation, opening up a thousand zhang distance again.

Although the ghost dragon has the strength of a ninth-level martial emperor, speed is not its strong point, so there is no way to take He Wuhate.

In desperation, after six hours of pursuit, the ghost dragon Suo 'sex' gave up the pursuit and went back to rest.

Successfully getting rid of the ghost dragon's pursuit, He Wuxian suddenly became 'spirited' and excited.

After finding a random place to rest and breathe for half an hour, he began to look for the blood-colored big 'gate' everywhere in the wasteland and Gobi.

He wandered around the second floor of the temple for hundreds of times, and was pretty sure that there was no information related to the Pure Yang Fire Divine Cloak here.

In his mind, if he could bypass the ghost dragon and enter the first floor of the temple to have a look, maybe there would be a chance.

Of course, he was also prepared for the worst and mentally prepared.

If there was no news of the Pure Yang Fire Divine Cloak on the first floor of the temple, then he could only climb in reverse and look for it above the ninth floor of the temple.

The hard work paid off, and after an hour, he finally found the location of the big 'gate' of blood.

The blood-red 'color' big 'gate' is located at the foot of a thousand-zhang mountain.

He Wuxian flapped his blood flame wings and descended from the sky.

Seeing the two big blood-colored 'doors' carved with heavenly demons from afar, I only felt indescribably kind.

However, when he landed in front of the big blood-colored 'door', his face suddenly became very bitter, and his eyebrows were full of helplessness.

Because in addition to the big 'gate' of blood, he also saw something that was very familiar, but the last thing he wanted to see.

Ghost Dragon.

The ghost dragon that turned around and left before turned around was very smart, and waited for the rabbit outside the big 'gate' of blood, and it really made it wait for He Wuxian.

It stood quietly outside the blood-colored big 'gate', quietly looking at He Wuxian from a distance of thousands of feet, and did not take the initiative to attack.

It expected that He Wuxian would look for the big 'door' of blood, so he had no fear, and he was not afraid of not being able to find He Wuxian.

However, if he wants to leave the second floor of the temple, he must pass through the big 'door' of blood 'color'.

If you want to get through the big 'gate' of blood, you must first solve the ghost dragon.

This battle cannot be avoided and must be fought.

He Wuxian smiled bitterly, took out the blood-drinking knife, pointed at the ghost dragon and scolded: "You beast is really a 'yin' soul, I can meet you wherever I go." It seems that if I don't kill you today, Young Master Ben won't be able to enter the big 'gate'. ”

The ghost dragon's red eyes were as red as blood, and he glanced at He Wuxian, and a cold breath of death erupted from his nostrils, like a cold snort, and said disdainfully.

"If a humble human reptile dares to break into the Heavenly Demon Temple, he must have the consciousness of accompanying the burial. ”

The ghost dragon no longer has a flesh and blood body, only a skeleton remains, and its voice is also a ghost's voice, very low and hoarse, somewhat illusory.

He Wuxi's eyes rolled, changed into a smiling face, and said with a smile: "I said ghost dragon, you see that my pet is also a dragon, the divine beast Qinglong." You are all dragons, and you are born from the same root, so why are you in such a hurry?

"Why don't you just let us out of here as if we weren't here?"

The ghost dragon's eyes suddenly flashed with a red glow like blood, which looked particularly strange and bloodthirsty.

Its 'yin' and sympathetic voice sounded, making He Wuxian have 'chicken' bumps all over his body.

"Truly...... If I kill that little dragon, I will be able to take its flesh and blood dragon body and dragon crystal. From now on, I can have the true body of the divine dragon, so why should I be a ghost dragon watching the 'door' here?"

Hearing this, He Wuhate was completely out of temper, knowing that there was no possibility of reconciliation at all, only fighting to win or lose.

Although the ghost dragon has a near-immortal lifespan, it can never become a true divine dragon, nor can it leave the Heavenly Demon Temple.

So when it saw the divine beast Xiao Qinglong, it made up its mind to kill the little green dragon and seize the dragon body.

It can also take this opportunity to escape from the Heavenly Demon Temple and become a real dragon.

He Wuxian didn't say anything more, held the blood-drinking knife in his hand, and launched an attack with the little 'hairy' ball.

"Emperor Yan opens the heavens!"

Ordinary sword attacks are completely ineffective against the ghost dragon, so He Wuxian's attack is a killing move.

The ten-zhang long flame sword light pierced through the dark night sky and slashed towards the ghost dragon.

The power of this knife exceeds 10 million catties, beyond the limit of human beings, and the powerful power of Yuan Force to attract the power of heaven and earth is enough to destroy the entire mountain.

However, the ghost dragon did not panic at all, and casually raised its front paws and slapped it.

"Bang!"

The huge white bone dragon claw instantly hit the flame sword light, and an earth-shattering loud sound erupted.

The violent and huge flame sword light was directly smashed into pieces, turning into a flaming hurricane that swept around, burning the earth to black.

Although He Wuxian had already prepared in his heart, he knew that the ghost dragon was very powerful.

However, seeing that the Combined Attack Secret Technique was so easily broken by the Ghost Dragon, he still couldn't help but frown, and his heart was shocked.

Unwillingly, he swung the blood-drinking knife again, waving his hand and slashing three times in a row.

"Shura Slash!"

The little 'hairy' ball also attacked with him, spewing out a flaming cannonball the size of a water tank.

"Invincible Bubble Bomb!"

The ghost dragon was still standing in front of the blood-colored big 'gate', not even the slightest intention of dodging.

It seemed to casually stick out its front paws and smash the flame bomb lightly.

The golden-colored flame of the Holy Flame suddenly rose into the air, pouring down like a monstrous flood, burning the surrounding earth into magma.

Looking at the ghost dragon again, except for the keel being burned and some blackened, it was not injured by Yan zhòng at all.

Then, three muffled sounds of "snort" were heard.

The three silent Shura slashes succeeded in slashing the ghost dragon.

It's a pity that He Wuxie's tried and tested killing moves are still useless in the face of the ghost dragon's powerful defense.

The three invisible blade lights could only leave a shallow scratch on its keel, which was as big as a house.

Seeing this scene, He Wuxian felt a little desperate in his heart.

"The ghost dragon's defense is so perverted, how can I fight?"