Five Hundred and Fifty. Taking Advantage of Your Illness, I Will Kill You

In the abyss, the sound of the dragon's chant is endless, but it is no longer majestic and majestic, but full of violent killing intent.

The nine one-eyed black dragons locked the void together, devouring all life in the abyss except for the dead.

The huge body of the dragon whose length is calculated in "miles" is stretched straight at this moment, and the tail of the dragon is tied to the huge portal below, and it is dragged vigorously.

Kowloon opened the door, and the door kept shaking.

After the brilliance was no longer dazzling, if you look carefully, the door is clearly made of white bones, and looking at the shape, it is all dragon bones.

Absorb the essence of life, so that the lifeless dragon gate seems to be revived, and it gradually shows signs of opening.

But in order to completely open this huge dragon gate, it needs a strong vitality.

Yan Zhaoge could feel that the life energy of his Beiming avatar was draining a lot.

Lin Qiancheng's entire body turned into a faint shadow, barely noticeable in the abyss filled with black mist.

His voice seemed to resound from every corner: "I believe that there will always be a wise person who can judge that I have come to the Lost Zonghai to try to find the location of the dragon's tomb."

"But your cleverness sent you to the place I wanted, and the one who arrived first helped me open the Dragon Tomb."

While Lin Qiancheng was speaking, he used his phantom magic formula to the extreme to avoid the attacks of the nine black dragons.

Yan Zhaoge knew very well that Lin Qiancheng's words were not just to take advantage of the verbal advantage and show off for a while, but to provoke himself deliberately.

If he and the Beiming avatar were unstable and tried to attack him, it would be easier to be devoured by the black dragon in the abyss, leading to death.

Yan Zhaoge sneered and said nothing, asked the Beiming avatar to hold Yuan Shouyi, and tried his best to prevent his vitality from leaking out.

And he himself drifted towards the black shadow transformed by Lin Qiancheng.

Lin Qiancheng said lightly: "If you refine the avatar of Beiming Martial Saint Zhuang Kun, maybe you can still threaten me."

"Even if I'm weak now, even if you are talented, it's still too early for you to do anything to me."

Yan Zhaoge chuckled lightly: "Come on, my Beiming avatar is attacking you now, and I won't be able to hold on to my life, and I will be sucked dry by this Nine Dragons Swallowing Heaven Ritual."

Lin Qiancheng said: "You are indeed an unusual young man, but so what?"

"If you do it yourself, you will also be devoured by the ritual, and now I am completely transformed into a phantom of the ghost, you can't hurt me."

"As time goes by, after all, it will be your Martial Saint clone who will become a sacrifice and help me open the Dragon Gate."

"Without the Martial Saint clone, after the ceremony is over, you will no longer be affected by the Nine Dragons swallowing the sky, and you will not escape my hand."

Lin Qiancheng's voice was indifferent but firm: "From the time you chased me in here, everything is already doomed."

"The burial place where dragons enter the sea, what a great opportunity this will be, do you know how many dragons are buried here?"

"Ten? One hundred? Let me tell you, it's far more than that!"

"Believe me, being able to attend this grand event and open the Dragon Gate is already a pride worthy of your whole life."

"Although, you don't have the rest of your life."

Yan Zhaoge was not in a hurry or annoyed, the corners of his mouth were raised slightly, revealing a slight smile: "Everyone, let's encourage each other."

"Don't you just want to provoke me to make a move, and watch me suffer on my own, and die under the nine dragons swallowing the sky?"

Yan Zhaoge came near the black shadow and raised his palm: "As you wish, I'm here."

As Yan Zhaoge moved forward and raised his palm, his own vitality became more and more unstable, and he was further devoured by the nine one-eyed black dragons.

The skin of Yan Zhaoge's body even began to gradually become shiny and gray, showing signs of withering and aging, and the hair that was originally black and shiny also began to become dry.

But Yan Zhaoge's expression did not waver at all, as he raised his right hand upwards and made a fist mark, everything seemed to stand still for a moment.

A sense of danger suddenly rose in Lin Qiancheng's heart.

Yan Zhaoge's right fist print, from top to bottom,

Turning his head and knocking down, the target was directed at the phantom transformed by Lin Qiancheng!

Lin Qiancheng's sense of danger grew stronger and stronger.

Logically speaking, even though Yan Zhaoge's cultivation level is far from that of a martial artist in the same realm, but now Lin Qiancheng, as a martial sage, is using his phantom magic formula with all his strength, not seeking to hurt the enemy but only seeking to change and protect himself, Yan Zhaoge should be helpless he.

But now Lin Qiancheng felt that a catastrophe was imminent.

That feeling, as if the world in front of me came to the end of the world together, and everything died together, completely destroyed!

The world in Lin Qiancheng's eyes seemed to be collapsing and turning, and everything became chaotic.

Everything seems to be reversed.

On the top of Yan Zhaoge's head, Dao Yuan Talismans gathered and turned into a huge talisman formation, manifesting Yan Zhaoge's martial arts intentions while in motion.

Lin Qiancheng looked intently, the martial arts fist created an illusory world of light and shadow, but everything in this world of light and shadow was turning upside down!

Fan Tianyin!

Yan Zhaoge's fist focused on intention rather than gravity, what was obtained was not Fan Tianyin's majestic power that turned the world upside down, but the mystery of his power and artistic conception, the essence of turning the two poles of heaven and earth upside down.

Lin Qiancheng's phantom magic formula does not pose a threat to the outside world at this moment, but only wholeheartedly evolves his own power and artistic conception, changes his supernatural powers, and uses it to compete with the nine dragons swallowing the sky.

At this moment, disturbed by Yan Zhaoge's Fan Tianyin, the phantom formed by Lin Qiancheng suddenly became bright and dark.

Under the reversal of the two poles, Lin Qiancheng's figure gradually became clearer, returning from the virtual to the real again!

In the shadows, Lin Qiancheng's face gradually appeared. Even though he was always calm, he was also shocked at this moment. Unexpectedly, Yan Zhaoge could manage to break his phantom magic formula.

Yan Zhaoge looked at Lin Qiancheng, and smiled: "You are a martial artist, if it wasn't for the weakness of the Phantom Demon Art that made you very weak now, I wouldn't be able to drag you out of nothingness so easily."

"However, if you choose today to come to Mizong Sea, then don't blame me for taking advantage of your illness to kill you."

Lin Qiancheng discovered to his astonishment that under the influence of Yan Zhaoge's Fan Tianyin, not only was his incarnation phantom broken, but he gradually recondensed into an entity.

The plundered life energy turned into dark devil energy and true essence, which was originally quite consistent with the death energy in the abyss.

But at this moment, it was revived again.

This is even more attractive to the nine one-eyed black dragons than the Beiming avatar.

The main target of Nine Dragons Swallowing the Sky immediately shifted from Yan Zhaoge's Beiming avatar to Lin Qiancheng's body!

Lin Qiancheng was furious, so he summoned up all his strength and struck Yan Zhaoge with a palm, trying to force Yan Zhaoge's Fantian Seal back.

But Yan Zhaoge didn't dodge at all, and Fan Tianyin's punch didn't change, but the other hand held the hearth furnace to meet him, defusing Lin Qiancheng's clutches.

Lin Qiancheng's heart sank. With this active attack, his strength became more unstable, and he was constantly absorbed by Jiulong Tuntian.

Yan Zhaoge said with a smile: "Come on, evil sage, let's have a great event together!" (To be continued.) 8