When Ning Ke heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little condensed in his heart and silently became vigilant.

Although there is nothing wrong with what the other party said, but somehow, after entering his ears, he always felt that something was wrong.

When Long Jun saw Ning Ke and didn't respond, his expression didn't change at all.

However, he saw him raise his hand and tap on the dragon chair that had been transformed into a cloudy cloud.

In Ning Ke's eyes, he could vaguely see the scenery outside.

The speed of this cloud is not fast, but it is not slow.

Ning Ke didn't say a word during the whole process, just silently running his own method, focusing on the answer.

About three or two hours later, the cloud suddenly stopped and shook violently.

Ning Ke sensed the movement and suddenly opened his eyes.

At this time, the cloud had already faded a lot. He looked out and could vaguely see the shadows that pervaded the sky in the distance.

This shadow is not a cloud condensed by Long Jun. All of them are strange clouds condensed into strange clouds.

Such a scene was vaguely similar to the scene that Ning Ke had seen in the Nether before Pang Wu rushed into the Yang World.

Long Jun looked at the whole piece of strange cloud, his expression was slightly cold, he slammed down the dragon chair and stood up.

Ning Ke's figure was squeezed out by the cloud. He stood still in mid-air, but saw that the cloud began to change, and the dragon head gradually appeared.

Mianjiang Longjun stood on the head of the dragon, and a voice transmission reached Ning Ke's ears:

"Have you seen the strange cloud phenomenon formed by the condensation of strange energy around him, then every soul is the wronged soul that he has devoured all the way to life.

After being swallowed all the way, Pang Wu has completely advanced to the realm of immortality, and its strength is so strong that I dare not say that it is 100% better than that.

You kid should stay farther away, don't say that this **** did not give you a chance, if you are really swallowed by this fat man, I can't save you. "

After saying this, the dragon head condensed by the dark clouds became clearer and clearer. Mianjiang Longjun stood on it, and he could vaguely see the thunder light beginning to diffuse.

This strange cloud has stopped since Mianjiang Longjun drove the strange cloud.

The strange cloud surged, and a terrifying breath was released, but it was full of tentacles floating around, and the figure was huge and fat, and he took the initiative to reveal his figure from the strange cloud.

It looked at Mianjiang Longjun, and on the sturdy body, eyes suddenly appeared one after another, all of them looked at him.

Bewildered, just like this confrontation.

Suddenly, Mianjiang Longjun chuckled lightly and said:

"Fang Wu, since you have recovered to the realm of the soul, I know that your trick is already born of wisdom.

This land is guarded by me, although I can't help you in the underworld.

But in my God's Domain, if you want to pass, I'm afraid it won't work. "

When Fat Wu heard this, those eyes turned red.

Those tentacles fluttered in all directions, suddenly collapsed straight, and Qi Qi rushed towards the dragon head transformed by the cloud.

Ning Ke stopped after escaping hundreds of feet. He looked at this scene with a solemn expression, and faintly urged the Palace of King Ming.

He really saw it.

Although Mianjiang Longjun condensed clouds into dragons, the power of his figure was not small.

But under Fat Wu's body shape, he still suffered head-to-head.

Fat Wu's tentacles suddenly pierced through the dragon head transformed by the cloud.

The figure of Long Jun standing on the cloudy cloud spreads out like a cloud.

Not far away, Mianjiang Longjun stood in the sky.

He looked at Fat Wu, his expression was slightly cold, and he let out a low voice.

"Frightened by lightning, listen to my orders!

Little Supernatural Powers: Quartet Thunder!"

As the words fell, the cloud suddenly disintegrated, the dragon's head was divided into four and stood in four directions, its mouth was open, and the thunder slurry was like liquid, pouring down.

In this thunder slurry, a crackling sound could be vaguely heard. After touching the tentacles on Fat Wu's body, it was instantly wiped out with quite terrifying power and spread towards its body.

Seeing this, Pang Wu drove the surrounding cloud to rush towards the thunder, only to hear the mourning bursts in his ears.

When Wei Yun wrapped all the thunderous pulp, vortices suddenly came from his body.

Under the whirlpool, the surrounding thunder and the strange clouds were sucked into the body.

His eyes were all closed, leaving only one huge scorpion.

It seems to have locked Mianjiang Longjun by some means, and the whole figure swelled up quickly.

Seeing such a scene, Mianjiang Longjun vaguely guessed his means.

But when he turned his hand, a dragon-headed cane appeared in his hand.

He raised his hand and tapped lightly in the air, and the surrounding divine light emerged, and a continuous piece of ice spread from all around him.

Fat Wu's body swelled to a very high level in the blink of an eye.

It burst silently, and the black tentacles wrapped the entire piece of ice condensed by Mianjiang Longjun.

In the blink of an eye, its figure re-condensed from the tentacles attached to the ice.

And that piece of ice was swallowed into the stomach by it.

The tentacles gradually gathered, and its body gradually returned to its original size.

Wherever he passed, only silence and death remained.

After all, he had encountered such a scene, and at the moment when Ning Ke swelled and exploded, the whole person had already fled far away.

Looking at such a scene in the distance, he couldn't help frowning.

Fat Wu's abdomen ~lightnovelpub.net~ The whirlpool has been circulating endlessly, faintly attracting the vitality around him.

However, the figure of Mianjiang Longjun is a figure that has never appeared.

When the whirlpool in its abdomen stopped rotating, a cane protruded from the air for no reason.

The place slowly became wider, but Mianjiang Longjun walked out of it.

His expression was slightly ugly, and his eyebrows were full of anger.

"You guy, you actually sent this **** into the nether world, and you want to recruit the main body to destroy me!"

He let out a loud roar, and divine light surged around him.

Behind him, vaguely, the winding Mianjiang River can be seen manifesting.

He suddenly raised his hand and threw up the palm of his hand, and in a blink of an eye, he was wrapped in ice emitting a deep chill and turned into a spear of more than ten feet.

Not only the cold air, but also the entanglement of Razers.

The phantom of the **** who transformed himself into it lifted the thunder spear and threw it towards the fat man:

"Since you can always be reborn, then I will first disperse the source of your bewitching and exile it back to the underworld!"

Along with the words, there was a faint entanglement of a flood dragon exuding divine light in the scene of the spear.

The tentacles on Fat Wu's body suddenly spread out when he saw the thunder spear, turned into a huge palm, and held it towards him.

It was stuck in the center of its vortex, and the divine light was shining brightly. Although it was being swallowed up by it, its size was gradually getting bigger.

I saw the tentacles scattered all over the sky again, wrapping around the figure of Mianjiang Longjun, and the fat figure also began to congeal again.

At this moment, a tentacle seemed to be aware of Ning Ke, a living creature, like a long snake, winding towards Ning Ke.