The golden dragon claws continued to expand in Ye Qing's pupils, and the vast pressure was suffocating.

"break!"

Ye Qing shouted softly, without using any fancy means, just slashed out with one sword.

He himself is the sword.

The invincible sword rhyme burst out. At this moment, Ye Qing seemed to transform into an invincible god of war, with the invincible Taoist rhyme and the invincible spirit of my invincible spirit!

The Golden Lord Dragon has a high cultivation level and strong bloodline. In theory, Ye Qing, who was restricted, could not match him.

But Ye Qing was not afraid at all.

No matter how powerful the opponent you are, you must not be afraid, and the fighting spirit will never be destroyed!

"Shih!"

In the void, a white sword phantom shot in.

That is the sword of Ye Qing's incarnation.
Chapter completed!