Chapter 608:
Chapter 608 Chapter Mirror VS Demon Dragon
A real dragon shot out, Zhang Jing took a deep breath, didn't care about anything else, and slashed out with all his strength again, the real dragon Zhang Jing didn't put his hopes on it, but just blocked it a little bit.
This sword slashed straight at the dragon's head, and the sharp aura reached the monster dragon in an instant.
"Roar!!"
The demon dragon let out a low growl, and the dragon claw wanted to scatter the sword light.
"Shua!"
The sharp sword energy collided with the dragon's claw again. This time, the injury caused was more serious than before. A scar with deep bone visible appeared on the body of the demon dragon.
The captivating artistic conception of a sea of blood pervades the body of the monster dragon like maggots on tarsal bones.
Zhang Jing took a step forward, and appeared behind the demon dragon as if teleporting, and punched it with all his strength, hitting the demon dragon's body.
The demon dragon roared suddenly, with a fierce look on its face, a deep black flame ignited all over its body, and a dragon claw directly grabbed Zhang Jing.
"boom!!"
Zhang Jing stepped back a hundred meters before stopping.
The two elders, Xuanming and Xuanming, controlled Xuanming Demon Flame, formed a huge palm, and hit the demon dragon with a bang.
The petals condensed all over the sky, and several blue lights shone, blocking the demon dragon's means of attacking Zhang Jing.
Zhang Jing was holding the holy soldier, and he felt his whole body was boiling with qi and blood. Pieces of fire unicorn armor covered Zhang Jing's body, only showing a pair of eyes full of fighting spirit.
The dark red scale armor exuded a shimmer, and with a bang, Zhang Jingxiang rushed towards the demon dragon like a shell.
First, a sword was slashed out, and there was a collision with the dragon's tail, and then Zhang Jing raised his right arm, and punched the demon dragon's body with a punch.
"Roar!!"
The demon dragon roared in pain and rolled over.
The dragon claws clashed with the strength of the fist and collided constantly. Although Zhang Jing fell into a disadvantage in the physical body since the first fight, but after the double boost of the blood of the demon tiger and the blood of the unicorn, Zhang Jing's blood power was not crushed, and he still had counterattack force.
In addition to the two elders Xuanming, Quiet, and Daoist Void Ling assisting at the side, there was a back and forth fight in the field for a while.
However, Zhang Jing still bears the main pressure, because the main target of the demon dragon is him.
Although the other people's means are good, it is difficult to break through the real dragon body of the monster dragon. On the other hand, Zhang Jing can break through his defense as long as he uses holy weapons.
While it is more important, the demon dragon can still figure it out.
The Taixuan Taoist Sect below has been almost destroyed in this great battle. Many disciples of the Taixuan Taoist Sect who had no time to escape would not be able to escape death as long as they were swept away by the aftermath.
The elites of the Heavenly Demon Palace brought by the two elders, Xuanming and Ming, had already told them to withdraw before they started, so as not to be affected by Chiyu.
The opponents they could not defeat together, were even more invincible to those elite disciples.
"boom!"
It was another blow, and Zhang Jing was repelled hundreds of meters away, his chest heaving and falling.
But Zhang Jing didn't have the slightest intention of retreating. Instead, he raised his fighting spirit, and the scales on his face flickered.
Zhang Jing didn't have a chance to lie on the demon dragon, but the several swords he slashed still hurt the demon dragon, and some dragon blood was absorbed by Zhang Jing with the mentality of not wasting.
It's a bit like Yuwencheng ordered the soldiers to line up to kill Rongrong in order not to waste it.
"Cut!"
Zhang Jing lifted the sword, and three consecutive sword lights erupted, and the void covered by the black clouds seemed to shine a little bit.
The speed of the three sword lights was so fast that the demon dragon only had time to swing its claws.
"Swish Swish Swish!!"
The sword hit the dragon claw three times in a row, and even cut off the dragon claw stretched out by the demon dragon.
The monster dragon roared in pain, hatred flashed in its eyes, and soon the dragon claw grew out, but this dragon claw is not as powerful as the previous dragon claw, it must be tempered physically, In order to restore the original.
The dragon claw that fell was held by Zhang Jing, who had been prepared for a long time.
A single dragon claw is taller than him, and its toughness can rival that of a top magic soldier.
Zhang Jing held the dragon claw in one hand and bit it down with one mouth. The scorching dragon blood was refined and imported by Zhang Jing, and he felt that the consumption just now had recovered a lot.
Just now, he swung three swords in a row, and even Zhang Jing couldn't bear it.
Dragon Transformation Art was running, and the dragon blood contained in the dragon claw was continuously absorbed by Zhang Jing, and it was sucked up in a short time. Zhang Jing threw the dragon claw down, and looked at the demon dragon greedily.
The moment the dragon's blood was refined, Zhang Jing only felt that his physical body was slightly strengthened again, and even the gleam of the scales on his body became stronger.
The demon dragon breathed out slightly. Seeing Zhang Jing's impatient action, the anger in his heart was ignited again. It has always been a monster that cannibalizes people. How can it be reasonable for people to eat monsters now?
Yaolong felt insulted.
Moreover, when the man looked at him, it was like looking at a prey.
"Roar!!"
The body of the demon dragon was agitated, and the blood of the dragon was boiling.
Zhang Jing frowned slightly. It seemed that not only the body of the demon dragon had become bigger, but also the aura on his body had almost doubled.
Could this be the true strength of the demon dragon?
The demon dragon swung its tail, forcing Xuan Ming and the elders back, eyes radiating fierce light, and suddenly rushed to Zhang Jing in front, opened its dragon mouth, as if to swallow Zhang Jing in one gulp.
The holy soldier slashed out a 100-foot sword light, and the monster dragon claws directly grabbed the sword light, and the figure only paused for a moment, and then continued to rush towards Zhang Jing.
"what!"
Zhang Jing was a little surprised, and then reacted and hurriedly retreated, but the speed of the demon dragon was obviously faster, and it arrived in front of Zhang Jing in an instant.
"boom!"
Zhang Jing only felt a huge force coming, and the strong sense of oppression directly bombarded him.
Zhang Jing was knocked into the air and fell heavily to the ground.
If it is an ordinary powerful person, if he is bombarded by a claw, he will be half disabled even if he does not die, but after all, Zhang Jing is not an ordinary person. , but the physical body is still turbulent everywhere.
The power of that claw is more terrifying than falling down a mountain.
A deep pit of tens of feet was directly smashed out on the ground, and several cracks of more than a thousand meters were opened on the ground outside the deep pit.
Using strength with one leg, Zhang Jing shot out of the pit directly, raised his right arm, condensed the strength of the whole body, and blasted out a terrifying punch.
"boom!"
At the center of the collision between fist strength and dragon claws, the void was extremely distorted, and a radius of hundreds of meters was greatly impacted.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Zhang Jing's long hair with dark red shimmer was scattered, and he fought tirelessly with the demon dragon.
One after another roared and exploded, like thunder.
Xuanming and the elders suppressed their injuries and stepped forward to help. Although their strength is not high, they can still contain a little bit.
Zhang Jing fell into a disadvantage in the fight with the demon dragon, almost retreating while fighting. In addition to punching punch after punch frantically, Zhang Jing also found the right time to slash several swords.
Let the monster dragon's huge body have scars one after another.
The hundreds of feet tall monster dragon is completely out of proportion to Zhang Jing, like a giant, teasing an ant.
Zhang Jing was fully repelled for dozens of miles. Along the way, the two were beaten into a mess, several mountains were collapsed, and Zhang Jing fought with one arm.
A Baizhang figure with a gleaming light on his face appeared.
This is Zhang Jing's true self.
Faxiang supported Zhang Jing's consumption even more, several pieces of heaven, material and earth treasures were stuffed into Zhang Jing's mouth like swallowing jujubes whole, to make up for the consumption.
Zhang Jing's dharma is condensed like a substance, and his mind is drawn, and the dharma punches out with a punch, and he confronts the hundreds of feet tall body head-to-head.
"boom!"
Even Dharma Xiang retreated under the real dragon body of the demon dragon.
The monster dragon just shook slightly.
Zhang Jing holds the holy sword in his hand, and draws his mind to the Dharma, and strikes together again, the artistic conception of the sea of blood erupts, as if he wants to pull the demon dragon into the artistic conception, but the demon dragon just growls, waving his claws lightly, and comes out of the artistic conception break free.
The huge self-image came behind the monster dragon in an instant, and punched directly on the head of the monster dragon. Zhang Jing's eyes were red, his blood was surging, and the power of the holy sword was exerted to the extreme.
Baizhang Jianguang cut down on the body of the monster dragon.
"Roar!"
Dragon blood spurted and fell from the void. Zhang Jing opened his mouth and sucked in a large piece of dragon blood. The dragon blood was delicious and sweet, and his aura suddenly increased a lot.
Seeing that the severed body of the demon dragon was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, Zhang Jing was so heartbroken that he grabbed the scales of the demon dragon with both hands and bit the wound of the demon dragon.
As soon as the fiery dragon blood entered the mouth, the demon dragon sensed the artistic conception, and rolled in the void trying to throw Zhang Jing off, but Zhang Jing didn't let go.
"boom!"
The monster dragon directly hit a high mountain, and the terrifying force pressed on Zhang Jing's body. Even with his physical body, he felt that his internal organs were about to be crushed.
Resisting that Zhang Jing didn't spit out blood, instead he sucked the dragon's blood madly.
I have tried the zero-mature fire unicorn sashimi before, this time, Zhang Jing wants to try the zero-mature demon dragon sashimi.
The demon dragon recited the spell silently, and gathered all the energy and blood in his body. No matter how Zhang Jing sucked it, he couldn't **** much.
The monster dragon saw that this human guy was so weird that he was not afraid of the tyranny of the dragon's blood. After realizing this, the monster dragon would naturally not let his dragon blood be drunk by this guy for nothing.
Cursing secretly, Zhang raised his head, grabbed the scale armor with one hand, and the holy sword that had been collected into the altar appeared in his hand in a flash of inspiration. Holding the sword with one hand, Zhang Jing directly inserted it into the demon dragon.
Those black lights alone couldn't stop the sharpness of the holy soldier. Although there were many obstacles in inserting it, the holy soldier was inserted on the dragon's body.
Afterwards, Zhang Jing was about to pour his power into the holy soldier and crush the demon dragon's body, but the demon dragon was also prepared and squeezed the holy soldier out of his body.
The wound that was cut open before also healed quickly.
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In the past few days, the one owed by breaking the stick (corn) will be made up in a few days
(end of this chapter)