The existence of the Old Dragon King is more of a mentality of grinding down the opponent, completely blowing up the opponent's mentality, and giving his side a certain advantage.

Although these advantages cannot change the situation on the battlefield, they are enough to produce some unexpected effects. At least, Han Sanqian has his own arrangements for its effects.

"Han Sanqian, everyone says you are very powerful. Today, let me meet you." As soon as the old palace master finished speaking, his body suddenly turned into a leaping black dragon and rushed towards Han Sanqian.

The black dragon was very strange and powerful. It quickly entangled Han Sanqian, like a giant python entangling a person. Its dragon head looked up, opened its mouth wide, and a huge jet of black air spurted out from its mouth.

It seemed that he was going to swallow Han Sanqian in the next second.

Han Sanqian sneered disdainfully, and with a movement of his body, a larger black energy burst out from his body. The huge energy also instantly shattered the black dragon body wrapped around the outside of his body.

The black dragon only had one head left, but there was no sign of destruction at all. It just became more angry. When it opened its mouth fiercely, a huge flame rushed down on its face.

"A small trick." Han Sanqian smiled coldly and disdainfully.

He directly lifted up a trace of energy shield with a flip of his hand, and followed closely with the Wuxiang Divine Art. Facing the flames sprayed by the black dragon, he collected them all and then slowly turned around.

Looking at it, the rotating magic energy cover is like a Tai Chi. The fiery red flames and black breath are mixed together. It is beautiful to look at, but it seems to hide something wrong.

"It's my turn."

Han Sanqian flipped his hand and used the Wuxiang Divine Art to instantly blast out the absorbed flames.

Longtou did not expect that Han Sanqian would counterattack like this. By the time he realized it, the fire of the Wuxiang Divine Art had already hit him.

boom!

The flames instantly swallowed up the dragon's head, which almost let out a scream and was completely evaporated in the air in the next second.

When he looked back, the old palace master staggered up a few meters in front of Han Sanqian. After taking several steps back, the guy finally managed to stabilize his figure.

The old palace master wiped the corner of his mouth, and a trace of blood appeared in his palm. He smiled coldly: "I really didn't expect that you really had a few attempts. But don't be complacent. You just tried your hand just now. Now, it's just... It�s official.�

"The end of the world."

As the old palace master gave a soft drink, black energy suddenly moved behind him, and a strange pattern quickly formed.

The pattern was very weird, like a black hole, but also like a circular water ripple. Han Sanqian tried to see it with his celestial eye, but he couldn't see any energy fluctuations inside.

But Han Sanqian knew very well that it was impossible for him to just show it, let alone to scare people.

It must have great significance for its existence.

Therefore, Han Sanqian kept staring at the black hole closely, with his hands ready at any time.

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