"Brother, someone is spying on us!"

Xiaolong, as an eighth-level demon beast, also found a sense of depression like a thorn in his back at this time.

"Hahaha, why did he sneakily hide in the dark?" Wang An's eyes flashed, and he shouted loudly to a certain place in the void.

"Boom... The little guy has a good sense of consciousness, but he didn't expect to find this seat. A fluctuating voice, an old and powerful voice, came.

The next moment, the void surged, a flash of spiritual light, and a little old man with a bare head and a piece of carapace on his back was suspended in the sky.

"Rank 8 Transformation Demon Beast!"

As soon as he saw the old man with the carapace on his back, Wang An's pupils shrank violently, and he stared at the other party vigilantly.

"The little guy has some knowledge, and since he knows the cultivation of this seat, he still obediently offers the demon seduction grass. As soon as the words fell, a strong divine sense shrouded Wang An and the others.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the void shook again, and a tall figure appeared in the air.

This is a middle-aged man in his early thirties, with eyes like poisonous snakes, and his neck covered with fine scales, exuding the aura of an eighth-level demon beast.

"Tsk, old turtle, it's very timely. The big man squinted at the little old man.

"It's you, little worm in the south. When the little old man saw this big man, a look of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

"This human can be handed over to you, I want the demon seduction grass. The big man said unquestioningly.

"Did I say you've had enough?"

At this time, a voice appeared coldly, and Wang An stared at these two eighth-level demon beasts with disdain.

"Mole ant, get out!"

A cold chill flashed in the big man's long and narrow eyes, and a white light shot towards Wang An with terrifying power.

"Bang!"

"If you want to move my brother, pass me first. At this time, Xiaolong finally made a move, and with a wave of his little claws, he directly blocked Dahan's attack.

"Moo... Young master, my old cow is here, do you want to fight?" A dark golden bracelet appeared in Wang An's hand, and after a burst of spiritual light, a big man with five big cow heads and three thick cows appeared in front of him.

"Two eighth-level spirit beasts!

"Moo..."The demon cow ignored so much, and rolled directly on the spot, turning into a stout black bull, with a majestic demonic aura all over it, and rumbling towards the little old man.

"Hmph, I don't know if I'm alive or dead.....!"

I saw that the breath on this little old man's body was rising steadily, and he directly turned into a turtle of hundreds of zhang size and appeared in the air, and a breath of ancient vicissitudes flowed, and there were countless mysterious runes circulating on it. This black ** part is up, and a row of sharp teeth is faintly visible in his mouth.

"It's... This is the breath of the tyrant, the dragon gives birth to nine sons, there are sons to dominate, the head of the turtle is foot, the life is good to bear, and the strength is infinite. ”

"No, you're just in the bloodline. ”

Feeling the breath in the air, the little dragon who confronted the middle-aged man suddenly turned his head to look at Baxia, with a hint of shock in his eyes.

"Boom... There are a lot of surprises for you!Little one, although I don't know why you are already level eight and still can't transform into shape, but today you will definitely die. The big man stared at the little dragon, and there was murderous intent surging in his long and narrow eyes.

"Roaring ......"

At this time, Xiaolong's body suddenly trembled, and a wave of ancient wilderness, earth-shattering, and the powerful coercion that broke through the Nine Heavens swept the heavens and the earth.

I saw that it was rapidly getting bigger, and the originally plain body exuded a brilliant golden glow, which was mighty and sacrosanct.

Finally, a horn like a deer, a head like a camel, eyes like a rabbit, a neck like a snake, a belly like a mirage, scales like a fish, claws like an eagle, palms like a tiger, ears like a cow, up to ten meters long, surrounded by golden light, runes lingering five-clawed dragon appeared in the air.

"Dragon! This is a real dragon....."

The tyrant, who was originally fighting with the demon bull, felt the mighty dragon power of Xiaolong, and suddenly his face was full of fear, his whole body trembled, and the momentum on his body was directly weakened by three points, and he turned around and wanted to escape.

Baxia only has part of the bloodline of the real dragon, and the little dragon is a genuine five-clawed golden dragon, and the suppression of them can be imagined, it is definitely a mortal to see the gods, and the vast and sacred cannot be looked at directly.

"Roar.....

At this time, the middle-aged man suspended in front of Xiaolong, with a hint of fear in his eyes, roared angrily, and suddenly turned into a monster like a small mountain, looking exactly like a lizard.

"This is the sea dragon? There is actually a trace of the breath of a dragon. Wang An, who was in the distance, looked at this behemoth and nodded thoughtfully.

"You... You turned out to be a real dragon, impossible, absolutely impossible, wouldn't the true spirit not appear in the Nether!" The sea dragon raised its huge head, stared at Xiao Jin, and asked in fear.

The sea dragon's intestines are all green at the moment, and he can't imagine that there is a juvenile true spirit dragon here, if he knows, it will not come even if it is a 10,000-year-old demon seduction grass.

The little dragon on the opposite side looked at a cultivator who was only level eighth, but the huge aura on his body, the inexplicable suppressive force, made it seem like facing a god-transforming monk, almost suffocating, and he couldn't raise the idea of resisting at all.

"Wasn't it arrogant just now, why are you so cowardly now!" Xiao Long's round dragon eyes showed a hint of banter.

"Xiaolong, hurry up and end the battle!" Wang An suddenly urged with a frown in the distance.

He was a little panicked in his heart, if Xiaolong exposed his identity and fought like this, would it attract the attention of other existences, so he had to end the battle as soon as possible and leave here.

"Brother, I'll deal with this big guy right away!"

After Xiaolong finished speaking, the golden light flashed all around him, and countless golden runes the size of rice grains were circling, opening and spitting, and a golden wind swept towards the sea dragon.

Each Gang Wind seemed to be composed of countless runes, with an ancient aura, and it was sharp.

"Zila!"

The sea dragon's resistance, under the bombardment of the little dragon, turned into smashes in the blink of an eye.

As soon as the body moved, the five claws were divided, the golden rays were shining, and wherever a mighty spiritual pressure went, the void shattered, and the power of space rolled.

"Boom!"

The aura between heaven and earth is rolling, and every move seems to be pulling the rhyme of heaven and earth, and every blow is like a thunderbolt, with the supreme momentum of destroying the world and destroying the earth.

The golden claw shadows overlapped, the space shattered, the scales of the sea dragon were like paper paste, directly shattered, the five claws were printed on the body, the golden mangs exploded, terrifying scars suddenly appeared, and blood splashed.

"Die!"

The little dragon's huge eyes flashed with light, and his thick tail swept away, turning into a brilliant streamer, mighty, as if a golden river was flowing in the air, the heavens and the earth shook, and directly hit the sea dragon.

"Boom!"

The ground shook and the mountains shook, and a behemoth let out a loud roar and fell to the ground with a bang, and the raging aura swept in all directions.