Invincible BOSS System

"Haha, the little skill of carving insects, is the old dragon king who once famous in the whole heart demon world only knows how to do it now?"

When the monster clan saw Zhu Xingchao slap himself with a palm, he even said with a slight smile.

With a cold snort, the speed of the palm that he pushed out increased a bit, and the space where the palm passed by was actually broken.

It can be seen from the shattered void around that, that the palm of Boxing has definitely used all its strength.

The monster of the monster race lost the smile just now, his face became solemn, and he instantly raised his arms and crossed his chest, trying to resist the palm of Zhu Xing.

"boom!"

The palm collided with the arm, and there was a loud noise.

The black-clothed demon race flew upside down in an instant, and a blood line shot out from his mouth, bringing a blood line in the air where he flew upside down.

Zhuo Xing hugged his arms around his chest and looked condescendingly at the black-clothed demon race on the ground.

Disdainfully asked: "Is the old man's fist and kung fu still in the eyes of you, the sixth king of the monster race?"

The Yaozu, who was called the sixth king of the Yaozu by Zhu Xing, instantly stood up from the pit.

Looking at the joy in the sky with gloomy eyes, he said, "Hehe, you old thing hasn't been cultivated in these years."

Mu Xundao and Li Rufeng on the side trembled when they heard this.

The black demon clan in front of him was actually one of the six demon kings.

Inner Demon Realm is divided into four domains, among which Human Race occupies the richest Eastern Region.

The Monster Race is second, occupying the Western Regions. The Lord of the Monster Race, Emperor Jun, controls the thousands of Monster Races in the Heart Demon Realm, and the overall strength is only weaker than the Human Race.

Under the Lord of the Demon Race are the Six Demon Kings, the six strongest monsters under the Lord of the Demon Race.

The sixth king of the demon clan in front of him, his real name is Yao Ming, and his body is a roc bird. It is said that he has the blood of the ancient sacred beast Golden Wing Roc.

The ancient sacred beast Golden Wing Roc reported that its wings spread out enough to cover the sky and the sun, and that it could travel tens of thousands of miles a day with a single flap of its wings. The demon in front of him had obviously not yet awakened the blood of the golden-winged Roc in his body.

Otherwise, how could his realm be just the transition period. According to legend, those divine beasts in ancient times grew to adulthood, enough to compete with the strongest people standing on the peak of the holy realm.

Seeing the aura of the demon in the field getting stronger and stronger, Mu Xundao's heart trembled slightly. He was extremely thankful that this guy didn't have full firepower just now, but he wanted to come, a monster in the Tribulation Period with the blood of the ancient gods, what else is needed to deal with himself with full force.

I am afraid that in this Yao Ming's eyes, he is just a prey.

Li Rufeng on the side looked at the sky with two auras strong enough to make her breathe unsmoothly, and thoughts abound.

Who on earth is Chen Xinglie, who can meet such a powerful Zhu Xing, and it seems that Chen Xinglie still has great respect for Chen Xinglie.

The female emperor mentioned before Zhuoxing is the female emperor who Fang...

Li Rufeng raised his right hand and stretched it into the black veil, touched the slightly raised scar on his cheek, and sighed in his heart.

"Yao Ming, do you think you are the only one who has the blood of a divine beast?"

Juo Xing looked at Yao Ming who stood up, and said with a smile.

Then he said with a bit of a whisper: "The old man has made a big discovery in these years of retreat."

"It turns out that the old man also has the blood of ancient beasts, Yinglong!"

Yao Ming glanced at Zhuo Xing, and when he heard Ying Long's blood, his face was obviously a little bit more unbelievable.

This Yinglong, like the Golden Winged Roc, is one of the ancient beasts.

Although they are both members of the ancient mythical beast race, they are divided into strengths and weaknesses.

For example, Ying Long's strength is above the Golden Wing Roc.

If the Golden Winged Roc can be ranked in the top 20 of the ancient mythical beasts, then Yinglong can be firmly in the top ten!

The stronger the strength of the divine beast, the stronger its blood heritage.

Originally relying on the blood of the Golden Wing Roc in his body, Yao Ming looked down on the old dragon in front of him at all. He felt that if it hadn't been for this old dragon to cultivate for much longer than him, it would be easy for him to suppress this old dragon.

At this time, hearing the old dragon say that he has the blood of Yinglong, Yao Ming's contempt completely disappeared.

Wiping the corners of his mouth, he grinned and said, "It is only a legend that Yinglong is better than Golden Winged Dapeng. Today I want to let all the beings in this heart demon world know!"

"My Golden Winged Dapeng clan can surpass your Yinglong in this life!"

I saw his voice fall, and instantly bit his index finger.

A drop of golden blood dripped from his index finger, and the other hand quickly caught the drop of blood.

Then he smeared the blood from his palm to the center of his forehead.

There was a flash of golden light, and Yao Ming's figure disappeared, replaced by a huge bird.

His whole body was covered with golden feathers like a sharp sword, and his sharp claws shone with bursts of cold light in the sun.

A pair of eyes stared at Boxing, and a dull voice sounded: "Come on!"

Bo Xing ignored him, but his eyes were a little more solemn.

"Roar!"

A dragon roar shook the earth.

A cyan dragon appeared in the sky above the Sky Star Sect.

Zhuo Xing didn't use the Yinglong bloodline in his body. He knew that there was a price to pay for using this bloodline.

He is not the demon in front of him, he is still sane.

Just now, Yaoming bit his finger and smeared his own blood on the center of his eyebrows, forcibly activating the blood in his body.

When this power is released, one's strength can be increased. As for how much it increases, it depends on how rich the bloodline power in the body is. The stronger the bloodline power, the more strength can be enhanced.

A huge golden-winged big peng bird above the Sky Star Sect, a cyan dragon, attracted the attention of everyone present.

Whether it was a monster or a human race, they all stopped their movements.

They knew that whether this battle was the victory of the Monster Race or the Human Race, I'm afraid it depends on the result of the battle between the two giants in the sky.

Although I don't know why the cyan dragon of the same monster race would fight with the golden-winged roc, no matter what, the result is a good thing for the human race present.

Chen Xinglie was still practising the method of cultivation in the holy world with his eyes closed. He saw him sitting cross-legged in the corner of the square with his eyes closed. , Seems to be guarding against the possible sudden crisis.

The breath of Chen Xinglie's body is gradually getting stronger, and it is a complicated and long process for the land fairyland to break through to the foundation building period.

Among them is not only the improvement of the realm, but more importantly the transformation of the power system in the body, from a mortal power system to a system that can only be cultivated by those strong in the holy world.

This is a huge workload, so the three elders of the Taoist Seeking Sect just stood silently beside Chen Xinglie to **** him, guarding the surrounding monsters.