Chapter 185

Seeing this, the sabre master was in a trance. At the next moment, his face, which was full of despair, suddenly changed into a surprise color that could not be covered up.

The carefully prepared forced transmission array didn't play its imagined role in the end

And it turned out that it was just the last move to prepare a dead horse to be a living horse doctor. How could it be so effective?!

How can this make the sabre master not overjoyed.

"If you miss again this time, you won't find such a good opportunity," the knife Master said to Xue Zhuyong: "Xue Daoyou, you must seize this fighter!"

The Dragon demon king's body was like electricity and turned into a residual shadow. In a twinkling of an eye, he had flashed to the edge of the Lingyuan.

First, he threw his strong Jiao tail and swept it on the Taoist priest Tongzheng who had no time to dodge. In a very simple way, he smashed the Taoist priest's body protection light and defense magic tools, and blew them out. He didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Then the Dragon demon king stretched out his sharp claw, and the claw blade instantly embedded into the crack of Jiao scale on Jiao Yan, holding Jiao Yan tightly.

Suction ～

Even if he has not yet fully entered the scope of the Lingyuan, the Dragon demon king also feels the inexplicable attraction from the Lingyuan.

You shouldn't stay here long!

The Dragon demon king held Jiao Yan tightly and immediately prepared to stay away from Lingyuan.

"Now that I'm here, I still want to go?" with the roar of the saber master, the saber master's whole body was bursting with strong Qi and blood.

He is burning his own blood essence, at the cost of damaging his own Taoist base, in exchange for a short powerful explosive force.

At the same time, a mysterious trend of heaven and earth rose, covering the sabre master and the full moon sabre.

This is the artistic conception mastered by the sabre master.

It's like a bloody full moon rising, and it's like a raging thunder. The sabre master and the full moon sabre in his hand are integrated. People and sabres are one, and the speed is amazing. He cuts at the Dragon demon king.

The artistic conception of the sabre master is only a weak level, which is far inferior to Xue Zhuyong, but at the moment, it is also powerful with the power of boiling and rolling Qi and blood and the intention of indomitable.

Followed by a ghost like demon fire.

It is the three foot front controlled by Xue Zhuyong.

There are continuous red flames rising and falling on the body of the three Chi Feng sword, and the power of artistic conception mastered by Xue Zhuyong.

Facing the attack killed by the sabre master and Xue Zhuyong.

The Dragon demon king, his four sharpest Jiao claws are holding his only blood and can't be released.

The Jiao scale, which he was proud of, fell off most of the space transmission force of the forced transmission array, and his physical defense decreased sharply.

The situation seems very bad.

But when he chose to save Jiao Yan, he had already expected such a situation.

As the king of the Jiao clan, he was not so easily defeated.

The Dragon demon king's eyes were full of arrogance and roared in the void.

Dang Dang!

The continuous sound of gold and jade sounded.

Less than half of the Jiao scales left on his Jiao body fell off in an instant with the sound of Dang Dang.

The fallen Jiao scales gathered in front of his body and quickly combined into a large black and sparkling Jiao scale shield, which was engraved with many mysterious golden runes.

Bang!

The bloody full moon melted by the sword master collided with the dragon scale shield of the Dragon demon king.

The aftermath of terror was generated in the collision and spread in all directions.

Rao is Lu Qingshan, a certain distance away from Lingyuan. They all feel the shallow thrust from the fluctuation.

It is not hard to imagine how great the shock force that the Dragon demon king and the knife master in the wave center will be.

The scene of the full moon dispersed, revealing the figure in it. The sabre master was like a blood flame. Under the force of the afterwave, he flew back uncontrollably.

The injury was aggravated again. The knife master with a silly white face condensed his sight on the three foot front that Xue Zhuyong rushed to after flying backwards.

That's the last hope.

When his strongest attack broke out, the Dragon demon king used the Jiao scale shield to block most of the attacks.

The aftereffect was to push the Dragon demon king's body several feet into the spiritual abyss, but with the physical strength of the Dragon demon king, the attraction of the spiritual abyss under this distance was not enough to make him unable to resist.

WOW!

The red flame surged and covered the surface of the three Chi Feng sword. It had changed from the dark three chi sword into a red glow. The vibrational sound was continuous, sonorous and shocking, and directly exploded on the Jiao scale shield that had been produced by several threads of spider patterns.

With a roar, the earth turned upside down, like earth and mountains.

At this moment, the golden light emitted by the mysterious Rune on the Jiao scale shield and the red fire light of the three foot front complement each other, and the spirit awn vertically and horizontally.

Boo!

The golden Rune on the Jiaolin shield exploded, but the red flame on the three Chi Feng sword body was also broken and dissipated in the void without any strength.

Xue Zhuyong's divine sense observed the body shape of the Dragon Demon King through the dazzling light. With his blow, he retreated ten feet back again.

Its huge body stands over the Lingyuan.

There was an irresistible attraction from the Lingyuan to devour the Dragon demon king.

The Dragon demon king has lost the dragon body covered by the dragon scale. Countless blood beads are difficult to resist this suction. They break away from the blood and flesh of the Dragon demon king, continue to seep and drip, and then disappear.

At a glance, the Dragon demon king JiaoMu saw a dark place under it, like a black hole that devoured everything. He could not see the bottom, let alone where it led to.

Moo!

The Dragon demon king roared and twitched violently. He suddenly stood in a stalemate in mid air for a while, and then began to break away from the Lingyuan against the trend.

At this time, although the power of Lingyuan was close to the bearing limit of the Dragon demon king, it still didn't exceed that limit.

With his powerful power, the Dragon demon king can still struggle to get rid of the attraction from the Lingyuan.

This is also the reason why the Dragon demon king decided to take risks to save Jiao Yan.

The most important reason why he made this decision was that his powerful strength gave him great confidence, in addition to the affection for Jiao Yan's father and son.

"Defeated!" seeing such a situation, Xue Zhuyong's face was as gloomy as water.

The sabre master has been seriously injured at this time, and the successor is weak.

He still had some strength, but when he attacked the Dragon demon king again, the Dragon demon king had long been away from the Lingyuan.

"How could master Mo be there?!" Tibetan Xiaojian, who has been watching the war here, suddenly exclaimed.

Lu Qingshan's eyes stood beside Tibetan sword.

Mo Yan, who was still with them, didn't know when to disappear. At this time, he appeared on the edge of the Lingyuan strangely.

Based on the time it took them to reach the Lingyuan at this time, it seems that Mo Yan began to act at the moment when Tongzheng Taoist appeared.

"What does he want to do?" Lu Qingshan murmured.

Xue Zhuyong's eyes widened greatly, and his face showed panic.

Red and blue flames covered Mo Yan's whole body.

Those are the two different fires refined by Mo Yan.

A terrible smell that seemed to melt everything into powder suddenly appeared from Mo Yan.

Although Mo Yan has extraordinary combat power, he is only a base building friar after all. If he wants to pose a threat to the Dragon demon king at the peak of the fourth grade, even if the Dragon demon king is in a very low state at the moment, it is absolutely impossible.

He also understands this truth.

So what Mo Yan uses is not his own power, but the power of different fire.

The power of different fire is extremely cruel. It is difficult to coexist with any power. Once it collides, it will explode violently.

This is why refining different fire is so difficult.

One kind of fire power is so terrible. How terrible would it be if the two kinds of fire were combined and the power erupted from each other?

Mo Yan doesn't know.

But he knew that this was the most powerful move he could make in theory.

Therefore, he took himself as a container and fused cold spirit fire and red lotus fire on his own flesh. Like a human bomb, he blasted at the Dragon demon king.

Even if the body has burning body, the means of integrating different fire is still a taboo field that small foundation builders can touch.

Before touching the Dragon demon king, Mo Yan's whole body was torn open and blood flowed, but the blood was instantly burned into nothingness by the flame lingering on the surface of his body.

Looking at the posture, if it wasn't for the blessing of burning body, Mo Yan would have to be burned to ashes on the spot.

Mo Yan's face twitched constantly, endured the sharp pain from his body, and his dark eyes were full of determination and killing intention.

Finally, the two different fires blend together. The red and blue colors flow with each other. You have me and I have you.

At the moment when different fires merged, Mo Yan trembled and gave a dull hum.

His body had begun to emit white smoke.

"Die together!" Mo Yan shouted madly in his heart.

He also knew that his behavior was undoubtedly incomprehensible and even stupid to others, but he didn't hesitate when he made this decision.

Everyone has his own persistence and belief in his heart.

This is his Moyan belief!

At this moment, heaven and earth seemed to be quiet. Behind Mo Yan, there was a long tail flame. He was like a meteor and finally hit the huge body of the Dragon demon king.

The red and blue fire around him began to shrink violently and burst immediately.

The Dragon demon king only felt an unbearable heat and irresistible impact, mixed with the attraction of the Lingyuan. He was no longer able to struggle and fell towards the Lingyuan at a very fast speed.

Of course, Mo Yan is the same. He bumped into the Dragon demon king with a desperate attitude. How can he hold his body and fall towards the Lingyuan with the Dragon demon king under the force of inertia.

Mo Yan was pale and looked at Lu Qingshan not far away. His breath was so weak that he lost his voice. He could only make a mouth to Lu Qingshan.

"My mother, please..."

But in the stunned eyes of the people, another figure rushed to the desperate situation of Lingyuan with a determined momentum.

It's Xue Zhuyong!

At the moment of discovering Mo Yan's action, Xue Zhuyong subconsciously turned into a light and flew past without any thinking.

He wants to save his children!

Xue Zhuyong did not hesitate to let him catch up.

In mid air, Xue Zhuyong grabbed Mo Yan's hand.

At the next moment, Xue Zhuyong's whole body rose an extremely powerful fluctuation of spiritual power.

Like the sword master, he burned his own blood essence without reservation. Regardless of the irreparable damage to his Taoist base caused by this behavior, he grabbed Mo Yan's hand, broke out with all his strength and flew up to break away from the attraction of the spiritual abyss.

Stop.

Under the outbreak of Xue Zhuyong, Mo Yan's falling body deadlocked in the air and began to climb up hard.

"Come on!" looking at this scene, Zang Xiaojian raised his heart to his throat, clenched his fist and cheered Xue Zhuyong at the bottom of his heart.

Hoo Hoo!

A violent wind came.

At this time, the Dragon demon king, who fell rapidly into the Lingyuan, looked at Xue Zhuyong and Mo Yan, who were deadlocked in the air. His eyes flashed Sen Leng's meaning. Suddenly, he threw the Jiaowei away and ruthlessly swept Xue Zhuyong and Mo Yan.

The power of this blow is not strong, but for Xue Zhuyong, who is struggling to compete with the power of the spiritual abyss, it is like the last straw to overwhelm the camel.

Xue Zhuyong's whole body trembled, and his collapsed breath suddenly relaxed, and then he lost his ability to struggle.

At this moment, Xue Zhuyong took his son Mo Yan's hand and fell into the depths of the spiritual abyss with the Dragon demon king and Jiao Yan.

The look on Xue Zhuyong's face was not sad, but silently looked at Lu Qingshan and Zang Xiaojian.

"Take care of Zhizhi, and this sword will be left to you." Xue Zhuyong used his spiritual power in his voice and spread his last words.

Whoosh!

A dark shadow flew out of the spiritual abyss.

Tianjie sword is three feet sharp.

Xue Zhuyong did not specify who to hand over the three foot front to.

The famous sword has spirit. Who should be the sword owner of three Chi Feng can only be decided by three Chi Feng himself.

The three foot front hung in the air and stopped slightly. It seemed that he was choosing his own suitable sword master.

Suddenly, Sanchi Feng seemed to feel something and made a light and clear sound of the sword. Like a streamer, he flew in the direction of Lu Qingshan at a very fast speed.

Lu Qingshan was still immersed in the great changes that had taken place in just a few moments. He didn't notice it. At the moment when Sanchi Feng flew to him, Qin Yitian, standing behind him, stared at Sanchi Feng, who turned into streamer, and snorted slightly in his nose.

At the next moment, the body of the three Chi Feng sword suddenly trembled. In the light hum of Qin Yitian, although it still flew in the direction of Lu Qingshan, the angle was slightly adjusted. Finally, it flew in front of the Tibetan sword, obediently stopped and hummed.

Cang Xiaojian was stunned, incredibly pointed his finger at his nose and asked, "is it me?"

The three foot front, which swept to the front of the Tibetan small sword, shook slightly, as if nodding.

The girl subconsciously showed a trace of joy on her face. Then she thought of something and carefully turned her head to take a look at Lu Qingshan.

Lu Qingshan smiled helplessly: "since Sanchi Feng chose you as its sword owner, just take it. See what I do."

The Benming sword, which was pursued hard, finally chose to hide the small sword,

But Lu Qingshan did not have the slightest regret.

The relationship between sword cultivation and Benming sword is quite different from that between monks and magic tools of other schools.

Sword is not a simple weapon for sword repair, but a comrade in arms who lives and dies together.

Since he is a comrade in arms, it is natural to be happy with each other. Sanchifeng prefers to hide a sword. What is the significance of his wishful thinking?

Moreover, with Lu Qingshan's pride, he also believes that he will find a more suitable life sword.