Chapter 456

While Lu Qingshan is working hard for the birth of sword spirit creatures, the battle between the hell demon clan and the dark Cang ink dragon is still fierce.

As a monster, the dark Cang ink dragon is extremely strong in defense and flesh, and is very resistant to attack. As for the elegant middle-aged man, his means are strange and strange.

And he seems to have another purpose. Most of the time, he takes the move passively and rarely takes the initiative.

In this case, the battle of one demon and one dragon lasted for a long time, and there was no obvious difference between victory and defeat.

In fact, the battle in the sky has lasted for four or five hours.

It was precisely because of this situation that Lu Qingshan was able to observe the dark Cang ink dragon completely.

Lu Qingshan's irritability has not subsided.

Boom!

The sound of bombing came suddenly, and a blood red column of light suddenly rose.

Where the light column passes, strange energy erupts between heaven and earth.

The blood red brilliance enveloped the whole world in an instant.

Between the flashing red light, a voice with a faint anger sounded, "who are you? How dare you attack me?"

Then, a figure rose in the blood light and hung beside the dark black dragon.

"Jie Jie, you are worthy of being a great dream Witch of the barbarians. You have broken the seal I set so quickly." the elegant middle-aged man saw this man's appearance, but he was calm and laughed in a hoarse voice.

Lu Qingshan, who saw this scene, smacked his tongue secretly.

How did the great dream witch disappear out of thin air? It turned out that he was temporarily trapped by this elegant middle-aged man.

The method of this demon family man is really omniscient. First, he trapped the barbarian dream witch in the eight realms, and then fought fiercely with the eight grade dark Cang ink dragon until now.

More importantly, after seeing the great dream witch break the seal, he still had no intention to retreat.

Is this ready to fight one against two?

Really so confident?

"Elder Mo long, I'll fight with you to take down this tusk!" the barbarian dream witch shouted in the sky.

Obviously, he also found something wrong and decided to make a quick decision.

"I'm afraid you don't have this ability." the refined middle-aged man sneered.

"You don't need to worry about it." the huge mouth of the dark dark dark dragon opened and closed slightly.

Soon, a black tornado roared out of the mouth of the dark dark dark dragon.

The tornado rose in the air to meet the storm, rotated continuously, and sent out strong force, forcing the ground to crack. Pieces of soil were pulled upward, and trees uprooted and broke the soil to float up, and then torn into sawdust.

The black tornado swept the elegant middle-aged man with the momentum that made Lu Qingshan thirsty.

Boom!

A thunder burst in the clear sky.

When the tornado dissipated and the elegant middle-aged man reappeared, it could be seen that his hair was scattered and his clothes were damaged. It was obviously a big dark loss.

Standing still in the sky, the dark dark dark dragon and the barbarian dream witch did not give him a chance to breathe. Their body shape was illusory. They crossed the space like a blink and killed the elegant middle-aged man.

"That's not enough!" the elegant middle-aged man shouted angrily. There was a bright light on his body. In the blink of an eye, a turbulent red flame rose fiercely from his body.

The red flames converged into a huge curtain of fire and rushed into the sky.

The blazing heat distorts the light slightly.

Then, the elegant middle-aged man turned into a monster in Lu Qingshan's surprised eyes.

It was a fierce bird. Its feathers were as bright red as gilt and extremely smooth.

A pair of eyes are red and secluded, like two craters embedded in the sky, which is frightening.

The fierce bird is wrapped around the thick fire.

"This is..." Lu Qingshan couldn't believe it. "Rosefinch?"

The appearance of fierce birds transformed by elegant middle-aged people is clearly the ancient spirit beast, rosefinch!

But the problem is that the rosefinch is a unique spirit beast in the Terran sky.

Why does the refined middle-aged man, as a demon, turn into a rosefinch?

He frantically searched his memory and determined that he had never heard of any demon clan with this strange ability in the ten years of game experience in his previous life.

"What the hell is going on?" Lu Qingshan murmured.

He couldn't understand the current situation, but he felt vaguely that he seemed to have missed something and key information.

Roar

Just then, the dark dark dark dragon suddenly made an earth shaking roar.

The sound is so loud that it can shake the earth and shake the eight wastelands like thunder.

In this roar, Lu Qingshan's mind vibrated, and his Qi, blood and aura churned violently, as if to explode.

This is the terrible strength of Bajing. Just a roar makes Lu Qingshan unbearable.

You know, now his strength can be compared with the practice of virtual friars.

Lu Qingshan opened his eyes and looked up at the blue sky.

After the gentle middle-aged man turned into a "rosefinch", the barbarian's town god beast was full of divine light, which broke the sky and ignited a towering ferocity.

Boom!

The rosefinch quickly opened its mouth and spewed out a burning Yan, which swept directly into the sky and earth.

The terrible temperature made Lu Qingshan, far from the battle center, thirsty.

Bang!

The rosefinch responded with a black light column.

The dark dark dark dragon spewed out a pillar of light and rushed to the bright flame.

When the two collided, bursts of hiss broke out.

The great dream witch finally shot at this time.

In his hands, there were many characters flying to rosefinch, and a sense of primitive spread from them.

This is a fierce battle. The three Lu Qingshan, even at the peak of their previous lives, are hard to touch. They fight for life and death here.

The three fought fiercely. The huge body of the rosefinch covered the sky. In the fire, there was a thick black fog. It was extremely gloomy. Its attack power was unparalleled and cut through the sky.

His beak spewed out fiery flames, whistling past and frightening the world.

The sky and the earth are shaking, and the ground seems to be shaking violently.

The level of terror of such existence is far beyond imagination.

Lu Qingshan's soul trembled and trembled when the most powerful threat came.

His face changed slightly.

Although everyone of the demon clan can kill it, he can't participate in the struggle at this level.

Not even he can watch.

It's better to leave quickly.

The idea flashed through Lu Qingshan's heart.

Another shocking roar came, which contained powerful power, echoed in all directions and shook away.

Although he was very far away from the battle site, he could not escape the impact of the sound wave power.

The next moment, under the impact of this force, he opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood.

DANGER!

Lu Qingshan knew that dark Cang ink dragon was hit. He was really angry and was about to break out.

If he stays here for a moment, he will be more dangerous. If he is not careful, he will be in a different place.

Lu Qingshan even suspected that whether it was dark Cang Mo long or the elegant middle-aged man, he actually found himself early in the morning, but they ignored him because of his low cultivation.

It's like two tigers fighting. Even if you find a mouse peeping in the distance, you won't take it seriously.

Looking at the elegant middle-aged man who turned into a "rosefinch" in the sky in the distance, Lu Qingshan bit his teeth, jumped out from behind the big stone he was hiding, and flew away in the distance, afraid to stay any longer.

Deep in the ancestral land, the two beasts were still fighting. The roaring sound like the sea roared across the nine days, frightening people's soul and soul. It spread into Lu Qingshan's ears, which was flying away, making his speed a little faster unconsciously.

The refined middle-aged man of the demon clan exists in eight realms, and the strange figure on the other side of Longmen exists in at least seven realms.

What is the devil's family doing with such great efforts?

Lu Qingshan's heart pounded and thought quickly in his heart.

Intuition told him that no... there was no need for intuition at all. As long as you had a brain, you could understand that what the demon family planned this time must be very important.

But even if he searched the memory of his previous life back and forth several times, he could not find any clues.

After all, it happened in this wild land that is extremely exclusive of aliens.

Lu Qingshan was confused.

He vaguely felt that if the plan of the demon clan was successfully completed, it would have an extremely adverse and far-reaching impact on the Terran.

While thinking, Lu Qingshan has turned back to Namuco.

The war here also continued, the vigorous wind roared, and there were pieces of spirit on the sky, clanging, and the terrible breath rushed to all directions.

On the ground around Namuco lake, there are many mummies lying everywhere.

The surviving barbarians and sacrificial spirits under the seven territories are far away from here, and only the barbarians and the strange figure are fighting fiercely.

I don't know when the terror demon field sent by the strange figure has been broken, and the battlefield between him and the barbarians has also been transferred to the sky, which is not a small distance from the barbarian holy lake.

Therefore, at this time, Namucuo lake is empty.

This made Lu Qingshan breathe a sigh of relief.

He was also worried that when he turned back from the depths of his ancestral land, he would be blocked by the battle here.

It seems that I have good luck.

He hurriedly and carefully passed by the Bank of Namuco lake, afraid to disturb the terrorist existence in the distant sky.

Lu Qingshan unconsciously felt a bit absurd.

Obviously, it is a very ordinary assignment. How can it evolve into this situation?

It's ridiculous, and it's ridiculous.

It's not because I brought the West mouse king this time.

The idea suddenly flashed through Lu Qingshan's mind.

In retrospect, it is true that every time there is the king of the West mouse, he can always passively encounter all kinds of bad things.

His mind was full of thoughts, but he kept walking. He skimmed the lake bank at low altitude and fled away from his ancestral land.

As long as you get out of here, you'll be safe.

As he passed the middle of the lake, he subconsciously glanced at the standing beast statue.

This made Lu Qingshan feel inexplicably familiar for many times, but it was difficult to understand the statue. When he cast his eyes again, his body suddenly trembled.