Chapter 3433: Demon Jiao

Seeing Hansong's breath of alien race, Lu Yi instantly thought of the "Magic Seed".
But soon, Lu Yi discovered that Han Song's aura was very different from the "devil seed" he had killed before.
"I didn't want to expose my strength prematurely, but if you want to die, I can only fulfill you." Han Song stared at Lu Yi, his voice full of killing intent.
"Oh? Is this your hole card?" Lu Yi asked.
Han Song coldly snorted: "Huh! Five Tribulations Earth Immortal can die by my trick, you are proud enough!"
Lu Yi sneered and said, "You are overconfident, the one who can kill me hasn't been born yet."
"Lu Yi, I have to say that your strength is indeed very strong. If you hadn't met me, no one at the same level could fight you, but it is a pity that I am different from those you know!"
"It looks the same to me, the final result is my soul under the sword." Lu Yi said lightly.
"Ignorant idiot, let you experience my true strength now!"
boom!
Han Song suddenly exploded in strength, rushing to Lu Yi at a terrifying speed, and punched Lu Yi in the head.
At the same time that this punch was hit, Han Song's whole aura became extremely cold.
The most frightening thing is that his body suddenly rises to three feet high, and the muscles of his limbs are also raised high, and black scales are formed all over the body.
Lu Yi didn't expect Han Song to be so fast, even if he dodges sideways quickly, he was still swept across his shoulders with his fist.
"Hiss" Lu Yi took a breath.
Lu Yi finally realized that Hansong is indeed different now.
The speed and strength that Han Song exploded just now was not much different from Lu Yingfeng, who Lu Yi had fought against.
Even if Lu Yi broke through to the Queen of Five Tribulations, he did not dare to say that he could take advantage of Han Song.
"What the did this guy do? How could he suddenly become so powerful?" Lu Yi glanced at Hansong with Tianyan, wanting to see some clues.
At this time, Hansong was three feet tall, his clothes burst out, and his whole body was covered with black scales.
In addition to the double horns at the center of his eyebrows, there is also an extra tail under his lumbar spine.
This tail, like the black scales all over his body, radiated a metal-like luster.
Seeing Han Song's appearance, Han Lianyue couldn't help but exclaimed: "Black Prison Demon Flood Dragon! That rumor is actually true!"
"Black Prison Demon Flood Dragon? Is it a seventh-order monster king, Black Prison Demon Flood Dragon? How can this be possible, Han Song is clearly a disciple of the Han family, how can it have something to do with the Black Hell Demon Flood Dragon?" Kong Minghui looked frightened, already stunned. In place.
At this moment, the other Yan Pavilion disciples were all startled and dumbfounded.
The changes in Han Song's body are really incredible.
Although Yang Wan'er, Lin Luo'er and others already had some speculations in their hearts, they were shocked again after hearing all the facts from Han Liyue.
"There is a seventh-tier monster beast king in the Bloody Moon Tower. It is called the Black Hell Demon Flood. It likes to devour the blood of the ancient race to strengthen itself. In order to worship this terrible monster, Jiang Wuling encourages his disciples to do with it. Once the bloodline exchange is successful, you can have both the ancient bloodline and the power of the Black Hell Demon Flood!"
"What? There are such evil methods?" Wu Sheng and Wu Hao exclaimed.
As disciples of the ancients, they don't know anything about this.
But everyone knows that the Black Prison Flood Dragon is an extremely brutal monster.
Once it grows to the eighth level, it is said that it can turn into a magic dragon and fly straight for nine days. At that time, even the powerhouses of the earth fairy realm can only become its food.
"If Han Song only broke out of the ancient blood, it would definitely not be Lu Yi's opponent, but now he is in big trouble with the power of the Black Prison Demon Flood Dragon..." Han Lianyue was full of worry.
At this time, Yang Wan'er, Lin Luo'er and others' faces were also ugly.
Because under the horrified gaze of everyone, Han Song shot Lu Yi with all his strength.
In the blink of an eye, the two people fought more than 300 moves, and every move Lu Yi wandered on the edge of life and death, and would lose at any time.
Seeing that Lu Yi had been at a disadvantage, everyone was very anxious.
But now, apart from Bing Chan's combat effectiveness, no one can help Lu Yi.
"Bing Chan, come on now, what are you doing here in a daze?" Yang Wan'er urged.
Bingchan had already dealt with the five-tribulation earth immortals, and at this moment, she was lying beside Yang Wan'er without moving.
After hearing Yang Wan'er's urging, Bingchan faltered and said, "Yes, but the master didn't let me pass... He asked me to stay here to protect you."
"What do you do to protect us, you fool, hurry up to me!" Yang Wan'er was so angry that she even started kicking the ice cicada with her feet.
But Bing Chan was loyal to Lu Yi alone, no matter how Yang Wan'er kicked it, she never moved.
boom!
The fierce battle in the field has reached a white-hot stage, and the ear-splitting roar has become more and more frequent, and even the Yan Pavilion disciples who watched the battle at the end had to retreat hundreds of miles away.
"Such a terrible battle is not weaker than the two Seven Tribulations Wonderland masters fighting hard, Han Song's strength is so powerful, I can't imagine that Lu Yi can continue to hold on."
"We must believe that Lu Yi's boss, he can continue to create miracles!"
"Yes, Brother Lu Yi has never let us down all the way, and this time he will definitely be able to kill Hansong!"
However, the next moment, the fierce battle on the battlefield suddenly ended.
boom!
Han Song, who had transformed into the Black Prison Demon Flood, was turbulent in the space of the sword mound that was smashed with a punch, giving birth to hundreds of spatial cracks.
The tyrannical might shocked Lu Yi's body and blood was spilled from the corners of his mouth for the seventh time.
Although Lu Yi slashed out three hundred swords in a row, trying to tear Hansong's body apart, the nine forms of the Heavenly Sword and the Wushuang sword intent were intertwined, but they could only leave white marks on the hard black scales.
"What a hard scale!" Lu Yi was shocked.
Han Song's speed and strength are above him, and the hardness of his body makes Lu Yi feel his scalp numb.
If this continues, sooner or later, Lu Yi will be smashed to pieces by the opponent.
All of this is a long time to speak, but in fact, it has only been half a minute since Han Song turned into a shot.
When the last punch hit, Lu Yi's shoulders suddenly collapsed, and more than half of his body's bones shattered.
Even Xuanyuan Sword collapsed and flew far away, and Lu Yi's flaws were all exposed to Han Song.
"No! Boss Lu Yi is going to lose!" Wu Hao roared, and his heart couldn't help convulsing.
Everyone also saw it really, and Han Song continued to blast Lu Yi after Xuanyuanjian collapsed.
The fist wind smashed down like raindrops, sweeping through the power of ruining the world, all falling on Lu Yi's head.
Only seeing the black light soaring into the sky completely suppressed the divine calamity thunder pattern and the real fire of Samadhi.
Even the golden light that bloomed from Lu Yi's body was torn apart by Han Song's fist, and completely shattered.
"ended!"
Han Song slammed again, and the power was even greater than before, and the entire sword mound space began to shake violently.
boom!