"Interesting little devil! There are two or three Nascent Soul cultivators who died in my Qinglin's mouth. These people dare not call themselves the True Lord. You, a minor cultivator of Qi, dare to call yourself the True Lord! Amazing! Did I not have been born for many years and the human cultivation world has declined?"

The Iron Scale Dragon was very interested and wasted his life for more than 500 years. He should be called Qinglin Demon Lord or something.

The female disciple of Baiyue Sect was in a mess. Looking at the confrontation of Rod and the Iron Scale Jiao, he planned to find a chance to escape.

Click...

A hole suddenly burst out on Rhode's face, spewing out a huge amount of blood.

Except for special circumstances like Cairod, monks will only show their spiritual pressure when they take action.

pound!

The overwhelming spiritual pressure in Rhode's body surged out wildly, and a strong wind suddenly erupted, and an unparalleled pressure was applied to the river.

There was a loud bang, and the earth in the radius of several miles sank a inch, the water in the river was even concentrated by pressure, and the water surface height dropped by several centimeters.

The female disciple of Baiyue Cult only felt a stuffy chest, and with a wow sound, he spit out a mouthful of sweet blood. Under this unparalleled pressure, the skeleton was trembling.

"This is the magic of the devil!"

The female disciple of the Baiyue Cultivator shrank and thought it was not good. If the battle of this level is just a little injured by the aftermath, ordinary monks will be wiped out.

“What    fuck?”

The iron scale dragon was stunned.

Bang bang bang bang...

Pounds and Pounds…

The spiritual pressure of the 9,999th level of Qi Condensation can't bear it at all with Rhode's weak body.

Just as a dam broke, Rhode's spiritual pressure crazily destroyed his body, his terrifying self-healing ability and violently healed his injuries. Blood, like a tsunami, penetrated into the river, dyed a scarlet red.

The air was filled with a slightly sweet smell, and bloody storm came to the face, and the surrounding scenes were reflected in purgatory.

"This kind of spiritual pressure! It is a cultivator at the peak of the God Transformation! No wonder... Why do you, a young cultivator in the Qi Condensation Realm, call yourself the True Lord of Demons? It seems that it just covers up your cultivation! But... Even at the peak of the God Transformation, I, Qing Lin, have the power to fight!"

The iron-scaled dragon occupied the advantage of the territory. Before Rhodes could launch an offensive, it suddenly fell into the water of the Huanglong River.

Buzzing...

The water on the river began to twist and rotate, suddenly forming an unparalleled vortex. Several birds in the sky were pulled by the huge suction force of the vortex, falling from a height of several thousand meters, twisted into the vortex, and burst into a pool of blood powder dissolved in water.

"My life is over..."

The female disciple of Baiyue Cultivator cried softly. She was a foundation-building monk who usually performed some tasks of picking spiritual medicines in Baiyue Cultivator. When did you see such a formation?

Seeing that the female disciple was about to be sucked into the whirlpool, Rhode did not allow it. The powerful true energy burst out and rolled the female disciple up and pulled it into his arms.

The female disciple was sad, and she didn't expect that she would die with this evil devil.

"It's a pity... I don't have the means of attack."

Rhodekong has a true energy that is at the peak of the God Transformation, but he has no attack methods and can only rely on his previous abilities to win. However, the focus is not to kill the Iron Scale Dragon, but he must take it as a mount.

Swish swish swish swish...

Rhode wrapped his female disciple with his deep true energy, but he was absorbed in by the whirlpool.

"Master Demon..."

The female disciple wanted to escape, but was blocked by the true energy and could only stop here.

The vortex rotates extremely fast, and the unmatched friction force evaporates water vapor and floats towards the sky. The temperature of the entire river water has reached the boiling point, and it is boiling hot. All the creatures in this river area have been cooked and a lot of smoke has risen.

Such terrifying power caused changes in the surrounding areas. The strength of this Iron-Scale Dragon is definitely not inferior to that of a god-transforming monk.

Rhodes was already destroyed by his own spiritual pressure, and the rapid rotation of water was like a meat grinder. Rhodes was juiced like a tomato, and the amount of bleeding was extremely large.

At this time, the time had come, and Rhodes' poisonous blood penetrated the river, and even reached the bottom of the river.

These poisonous blood drilled into the scales of the iron-scale dragon and penetrated into its body.

"What kind of evil trick is this?"

Although the Iron Scale Dragon didn't know, he used the demonic power in his body to increase the body's temperature and evaporate and purify all Rhode's poisonous blood.

But Rhode's blood is not ordinary blood. This blood covers a lot of cells and has terrifying proliferation and regeneration ability. The iron-scale dragon uses all its strength, but cannot clean it up.

Spiritual disengagement.

The vortex shattered Rhodes, and all his injuries were transferred to the Iron Scale Dragon.

The heart-wrenching pain pierced into the Iron-Scale Dragon's consciousness. Unlike Rhodes, the pain is real to ordinary life.

But for Rhodes, pain is just a warning sign of physical harm, and Rhodes doesn't want his life, would you tell him a warning?

The iron scale dragon realized something was wrong, and its huge body flipped over, and the vortex on the river disappeared, and its body was a little better, but it was still full of skin and flesh. The iron-like scales were torn apart one after another, with a blood-stained look.

"Wow?"

Rhode did not expect that if he was different from a human being, if the monk he had met before would have died of such injuries, the beast would have been quite tenacious.

“Jesus    christ!”

The iron-scaled dragon sprayed hot smoke from its nose, panting heavily. This human magic was too strange, similar to a curse of head-slaying. It was very evil. There was no way to deal with it in his hands, so he simply solved the battle quickly with hand-to-hand combat!

pound!

The iron-scale dragon suddenly rushed out of the river, and its huge body stirred up terrifying waves. The sharp mouthparts bit Rhode. The unparalleled biting force even the black iron and steel could bite into pieces.

Titicaca!

Rhode was chewed in his mouth by the iron-scale dragon, and blood mist exploded.

"Haha, this is the weakness of a monk! If it weren't for physical cultivation, I, Qing Lin, would kill you like a dog slaughter!"

The Iron-Scale Dragon bit Rhode to pieces, but another Rhode on the water spoke. Rhode, who was bitten by the Iron-Scale Dragon, was just a clone he used to transform into a phantom.

"ha?"

There was contempt flashing in Rhode's eyes, and he suddenly saw oneself split after another from behind him, and hundreds of Rhodes stood on the river.

“See    you      again, we will have a date later.”

The Iron Scale Dragon bullies the weak and is afraid of the strong, and cannot figure out what Rhodes are doing. It has fought with thousands of monks, but has never encountered such a strange one. The Demon Lord does sound like a big deal. At worst, it can be fine if you don’t eat these two snacks today. Instead of losing your cultivation for afternoon tea or losing your life, it is not worthwhile.

The iron-scaled dragon had already made a decision and wanted to escape.

Only then can it bloom!

pound!

Rhode sacrificed one of the 20,000 destinies, except for the more than 12,000 people absorbed on the Akas continent, in the past thirty years, he has absorbed more than 8,000 people, more than 800 monks, and more than 7,000 mortals in this Divine Greed Continent. These mortals were found by Rhode on the way when those dynasties in the mundane world were fighting.

In an instant, Rhode's clones were like chicken blood, and they all ran wildly on the surface of the river, pounced on the iron scale dragon.

“Fcuk!Get    out!”

The iron-scaled dragon wanted to drive away these clones like a worm. Its mouth spit out a cold air like winter, freezing some of the Rhode clones into ice. Due to the high brittleness, these frozen clones turned into fragments when the wind blew and fell into the river.

But this was just a drop in the bucket. Rhodes's body split again, one hundred, one thousand, and continued to flow. All these breakups were like mad dogs, shaking their tongues and their legs frequently burst into blood and pounced towards the Iron Scale Dragon.

With the blessing of the power of the army, the mad dog, with the help of the power of the flowering, became an evil ghost, with extremely strong physical fitness and climbed up the torso of the Iron-Scale Dragon like a zombie. They scratched the body of the Iron-Scale Dragon with their nails and teared off the scales of the Iron-Scale Dragon with their teeth.

The female disciple who was wrapped in the air was almost scared again. This is the fighting method of the True Lord of Mojue! It can only be described as evil spirits!

Jack suddenly grabbed the female disciple's chest and caught him off guard. The female disciple was shocked and was really scared to pee.

Buzzing...

Rhode took out Romeo from the ring, and the chain saw that was rotating wildly was power of wind and thunder, and he himself ran towards the Iron Scale Dragon.

Tatta...

Rhodes stepped on the river surface with his legs. The huge force made waves burst out from behind him every step. A gust of wind and thunder. Rhodes jumped on the river surface, causing a huge wave, and carried Romeo and tear it toward the iron-scale dragon.

"How ugly is the mount. Friends are friends. Can they be called mounts in the cultivation world? If you and I work together, maybe a good story can be spread in this Fenglei State, such as I saved you who was injured..."

The iron-scaled dragon could not bear the torture and said hoarsely.

Rhodes' chainsaw is about to be seen.

"No, no, no, for example, if you saved me, we became friends, and we were dominating Fengleizhou together, wouldn't it be beautiful? Amazing!"

The iron-scale dragon even pulled up foreign script.
Chapter completed!