In fact, aomo has seen through it at a glance, and the river Styx is not willing to display the red lotus.

Since it is the treasure of his way, it must have placed his supreme spirit and all his painstaking efforts.

Only waiting for the natural changes, or to get purple, or invincible body, one breath breakthrough, the achievement of invincible body.

But once this treasure is used, it means that countless years of preparation may be burned down.

For the river Styx, which is determined to achieve the road, this is what a pain.

But

Before he died, he had no choice.

Even if he showed the red lotus industry fire, it may be difficult to break the game.

However, after hearing Ao Mo's understatement, he said: "it's the industry fire, who can't do it like it." after that, the uneasiness in the heart of the river Styx became more and more intense.

"This little evil dragon, he..."

"No way! Yihuo is the most special power in the world. Its nature is the same as that of merit and virtue. It is given by the way of heaven

"Even the saints dare not contaminate it at will."

"He is absolutely mystifying

After a series of psychological self comfort, the master of the river Styx directly stimulated the fire of karma with his own killing way.

Ming River solemnly said: "aomo, you are the real dragon, then I will kill you with the dragon of fire industry!"

Thus, a very powerful and terrifying force gathered at this time, and the violent power suddenly condensed. Finally, it turned into an extraordinary dragon with open teeth and claws.

What's more, the shape of the dragon is full of incomparable noble spirit, which is really beyond description!

Obviously, it is with the power of killing Tao and the fire of red lotus, but it can show such a bearing.

There is no doubt that the archetype of the dragon of karma fire in the Styx river is so terrible.

"Little iniquity dragon, do you know who is the real owner of the dragon of industry fire?"

"This is ZuLong!"

"Under the dignity of ZuLong, you little evil dragon must die!"

It's true that he simulated it with mana, but it's not that simple.

In the past, he collected ZuLong's blood, and it was a drop of real blood!

Therefore, this illusion is by no means as simple as the appearance, in which there is the power of the ancestor dragon surging, which is really terrifying.

Minghe thought aomo would be angry or suppressed by Longwei.

Because, any dragon clan in the face of ZuLong, there is inevitable from the heart of awe, even if this is just a simulation of the dragon out of the illusion.

However, aomo did not!

At this time, aomo is very calm and even satirizes the river Styx.

The dragon power of ZuLong?

It doesn't work for him!

"The false, after all, can't replace the real, fool, you die!"

He thought he could frighten Ao Mo with the dragon power, but he didn't know that Ao Mo got the soul of the ancestor dragon from the very beginning.

Even if all the people in this world are afraid of ZuLong, they will feel afraid of the pressure of ZuLong, but he will not!

"The river Styx, to be honest, I would like to thank you for your efforts. This drop of real blood from the ancestor dragon is quite useful to me."

Between speaking, aomo's body directly released a dragon power.

That actually also has the breath of the ancestor dragon. No, this dragon power is more profound, more majestic and stronger than that of the master of the Ming River!

"It's a pity that you are pirated, but mine is genuine!"

At the same time, there was a bloody flame in his body.

Industry fire, is also industry fire!

"What!" The moment when the master of the netherworld saw aomo's body sprouting fire, he was really desperate.

Ao Mo is really omnipotent. He Is there really no defect?

It's incredible. It's just incredible!

At the moment, he directly roared up to the sky!

Unfortunately, it's useless!

The power of chaos is boundless and boundless, and it is directly suppressed. The red lotus of Yihuo is assimilated and the power of ZuLong is swallowed up.

In front of aomo, the Dragon Emperor, he was so powerless and miserable.

Ao Mo's voice was cold, but he was not complacent. He said, "the river of hell, your way, stop here!"