Chapter 202 Interest, return to the nether world

The Dragon Lord of Mianjiang was attacked by himself, so he had no time to take care of him.

But seeing the divine light flowing around him, he propped up a layer of light curtain with his own divine handle, and protected himself airtightly in the center.

Those tentacles fell on the light curtain condensed by the divine gang, covering it in an instant.

The strange power and the power of the gods restrained and offset each other, and only a thick, corrosive sound resounded.

The tentacles entangled with it and confronted it, but it didn't cause much substantial damage, it just dimmed the divine light a little bit.

The chubby figure buried and wrapped up the divine handle, and its huge body was formed in an instant, but the light of the divine handle was no longer seen.

It swallowed the Mianjiang Dragon Lord whole.

Along with the continuous contraction and expansion of its body, the scattered tentacles are also slowly closing.

But this doesn't include the one winding towards Ning Ke.

The attack principle of Fat Wu's tentacles is to attack all life that exists after the body explodes.

Since Ning Ke was perceived by it, he must not stop swallowing it.

But I saw that the tentacles were circling and entangled towards Ning Ke's ankle.

The Hunyuan Gangqi in Ning Ke's body suddenly circulated and landed heavily on the tentacles.

But this attack only slightly slowed down its speed.

The essence of the attacks of the two is not the same magnitude, and they are firmly wrapped in the past in a blink of an eye.

Ning Ke had no other choice, his heart was very solemn, he clasped his hands together, and a Buddha's light circulated around him.

"Supernatural power: King Ming is angry!"

With a low voice, his body suddenly swelled, and the three phantoms manifested, and the Buddha flame instantly enveloped him.

That tentacle was instantly ignited by the Buddha's fire because of this supernatural power.

And at this moment, an accident happened.

A resounding dragon chant came from the sky and the earth, and the fat figure that was already very huge suddenly exploded.

And the figure of Mianjiang Dragon Lord circled out of Fat Wu's body.

At this time, he has turned into a flood dragon, with two-colored dragon **** in his mouth, hovering and rising.

In an instant, there were dark clouds gathering around it, and it controlled the thick clouds, and in the dragon's claws, it was holding a crystal.

Although the figure is domineering, there are too many scars on his body to count, even the dragon ball in his mouth has countless cracks.

"Fatty, this battle was finally won by the god!

Let's see that the **** lord shattered this original core and let you fall to the realm.

Although you can perceive that I did it, I think it won't do you much harm if I send your deceit back. "

His voice was like thunder, but he saw a little divine light gathering and flowing between his brows, but a divine seal emerged from it.

When the seal of God fell, the crystal in the dragon's claw exploded suddenly, and in an instant, a thick and thick aura spread from it to the surroundings.

With a sudden swipe of his finger, a crack emerged from the void, and an inexplicable aura emerged from it.

Once the strangeness was sensed, it stopped spreading and rushed towards it.

After the fat body exploded again, countless tentacles condensed and entangled, and rushed towards Ning Ke in the distance.

Seeing it in the eyes of the Dragon Lord, the Dragon Claw paused slightly, without any hesitation.

It suddenly exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, and under the circulation, it turned into a cloud, enveloping Ning Ke and the fat one together.

Under his traction and control, the cloud rushed into the crack in an instant.

Seeing the crack dissipate slowly, Mianjiang Longjun turned into a human body in a flash.

He held the divine seal in his hand, and the two-color dragons circulated around him.

At this time, he was wearing a broken armor, and he could vaguely see the scars on his body.

While the divine light was circulating, trying to heal the wound, one after another of strange breaths contended against it.

But seeing him throw it lightly, the **** seal in his hand flew out, and it was printed on the crack that was originally taken out.

After Shenyin finished all this, he flew back to the center of his eyebrows again, and Mianjiang Longjun's expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help but groaned.

A ray of bright red blood came from the corner of the mouth.

He didn't care about it, his face was expressionless, but he turned and left without looking at his surroundings.

"Because of this matter, it shouldn't be a problem to kill a demon-slaying captain.

It's no wonder that my god, let's just say, I've received the interest of my son's crime of skinning and cramp from you. "

The chubby figure twisted for a while, and in an instant it took root again on Netherworld.

His figure came back to him in an instant.

But its body size is much smaller than that in Yangshizhong.

Countless eyes emerged from its body, all looking at a certain place in the nether sky, their eyes full of resentment and unwillingness.

And at this moment, his abdomen suddenly swelled, and then exploded.

Ning Ketuo held up the palace of King Ming, and reappeared from his body.

He sensed the aura around him, his expression changed slightly, and he vaguely felt something bad.

Somehow, he actually came to the nether world again!

Something's not right, shit!

Without any hesitation, Liuhe Shenyoubu sprinted lightly and instantly activated, and was about to rush towards the distance.

And right here, the tentacles stretched out their teeth and claws, repainting a fat figure.

Countless tentacles expanded like a curtain, trapping Ning Ke in the middle.

The Buddha flame in his palm rose up, relying on the power of King Ming's wrath, he suddenly slashed towards the tentacles.

Under the circulation of the Buddha's light, these tentacles were cut off by him.

Ning Ke escaped from it, but there were more tentacles covering him behind him.

Seeing this scene, he faintly recalled it.

Those tentacles wrapped Ning Ke, slowly condensed his figure, and locked him in his belly.

Countless eyes stared at Ning Ke in his belly, spreading malicious intent, and with the tentacles circulating, each slap was comparable to the extreme blow of an innate warrior, with a strength of 20,000 jin.

"This guy seems to have become weaker~lightnovelpub.net~ That's right, I vaguely heard what the general Long Jun said to make this fat man fall into the realm."

His eyes brightened slightly, his mind moved slightly, and the eight-pole bone chain suddenly penetrated from the depths of his back, nailing those eyes that were looking at him.

But I saw that he was enjoying himself smashing the Palace of King Ming in his hand, every time he hit, there was an inexplicable force circulating, sweeping away and dissipating part of the tentacles.

Ming Wangdian suddenly let go, and was bound by him with an octuple bone chain, dancing like a meteor hammer.

Under such strength, the fat body exploded suddenly, throwing Ning Ke out.

Its figure slowly condensed from the farthest point where the tentacles exploded, wanting to walk towards the distance.

Seeing this scene, Ning Ke instantly understood: it wants to escape!

He stopped hesitating immediately, and immediately chased after him.

Fat Wu also noticed Ning Ke's movement, and the countless tentacles behind him stretched out, stabbing straight at Ning Ke.

But in the face of the eight-pole bone chain entwining the Palace of King Ming, it seems that all its current methods are futile.

(end of this chapter)