The original owner of the Dragon God, the scholar, also noticed this. He grabbed it with one hand and clenched it into a fist with the other hand, feeling sincerely proud.

But the next moment, the auditory hallucination-like voice emerged from my heart again, as if someone was saying in my ear: "Your Long'er is awesome!"

┗(*^▽^*)?

┗(⊙﹏⊙)┐

┗(╥﹏╥)┐

…

The scholar fell silent again, while the Sword King Dragon Sword and the Flame Airship clashed violently to create a fire. Thousands of sparks arose at the intersection, which lasted for dozens of breaths, but the stalemate remained.

"How can it be repaired?"

The expression on the forest side's face became ugly.

Because the size of the flame airship is shrinking.

It seems that there is a stalemate, but in fact the sword edge of the Sword King's Dragon Sword is constantly whirling and slashing. The space cut by the sword edge is like a curtain being unveiled layer by layer, superimposed and accumulated in front of the sword edge, forming a pile of countless space layers.

Thousand-layer cake, within that thousand-layer space, there are countless worlds with raging flames compressed.

The power of the original explosion turned into these worlds of flames and was dispersed inside, and the power was weakened accordingly.

What the people in the forest originally expected to see was a mushroom cloud wrapped in blood-colored light soaring into the sky. With a roar, the sky was like cotton wool that was ignited, burning out a huge hole hundreds of miles away, blocking out the sunlight.

After a long time, it fell down and landed on the already devastated land.

I don’t want to do much harm to the world, just save Nagatlin Bodhisattva. It’s really heart-wrenching to see.

But now, it will be resolved directly!

"superior!"

Seeing that the situation was not going well, the people from the forest immediately rushed out, holding a long golden knife with a sharp edge. The knife was sharp, cutting the air and twisting, revealing Xuanhe's domineering power.

Bu Jingyun's eyes narrowed and he wanted to meet him. He remembered his whereabouts just now and his figure sank again.

Ah, I haven’t jumped yet. Try it. If you can jump, give it a try!

After a false shot, Bu Jingyun confirmed that the strange domain influence was no longer there. Then he fluttered his cloak, went straight up into the air, and slashed at the man in the forest with his peerless sword.

Inexplicable swordsmanship! Inexplicable grief!

The forest man smiled coldly and faced him with a knife.

Judging from the sword skills alone, he had the upper hand, almost clinging to Bu Jingyun's body, stabbing and killing various parts of the body with what seemed to be a chaotic rhythm, but in fact was extremely terrifying...

But Bu Jingyun was clearly at an absolute disadvantage in terms of moves, yet he still continued to advance instead of retreating. He swung his peerless sword, blood was spilled everywhere, and he exchanged injuries for injuries!

The seventeen-year-old boy is so cold that he blends into the darkness and becomes the embodiment of darkness and death. The impact of the flying sword and blood gives people an unparalleled sense of violent beauty!

Gradually, Ming Mingbu Jingyun's body was covered in bruises and blood flowed freely, but his body became faster, faster and more stable.

That kind of momentum is like walking on flat ground in a mountain of knives. Step by step, it is as exciting as a war drum. The folds of the cloak look like sharp blades, flowing with the most real killing intent.

The people in the forest were pressed so hard that their clothes rustled, their eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a hint of fear in their hearts.

Wandering between the horrors of life and death, even if he has also experienced risks and reached six stars, he still cannot compare with the seventeen-year-old God of Death who does not cry in front of him!

This is an innate fighting talent!

At the same time, the Maidens in Saint Clothes rushed straight to Tianyu and met the other team members. Huang Shang stayed on the Dragon God to ensure that the Sword King Denglongjian could completely block the impact.

It's not about seeking victory in danger, but about suppressing it with strength.

When the thousands of layers of space divided the impact of the airship one by one, the flames finally extinguished, and the huge airship was like a piece of junk that had been acquired. It was crushed under the feet and fell weakly downwards.

The nervous masters in Lingyun Cave cheered loudly, but they did not take it lightly and immediately launched a counterattack.

"Bu Jingyun, we will meet again. I will cut off your sword with Jingji!"

The people in the forest retreated violently, joined up with their teammates, looked at Bu Jingyun with cold eyes, stuck out their tongues, and licked the blade in their hands in protest.

There is no poison on his knife, but it is an unparalleled sharp blade. It is the most powerful sword in Japan. It can blow hair and break hair. Ordinary warriors will have their fingers cut off if they hold the handle of the knife. Only people in the forest can do it.

Licking with your tongue shows how strong your tongue is.

This is also an unmistakable provocation. Samsara people also have the heart of a warrior. Forest Fang people have come this far and have the spirit of a warrior. At this moment, they sincerely want to compete with Bu Jingyun again.

But Bu Jingyun remained silent, turned a blind eye, and landed directly back on the Leshan Giant Buddha without rashly advancing.

The people in the forest sheathed their swords angrily and led the team away.

Huang Shang watched without stopping.

The strength of the fighting team is stronger than that of Qin An's Black Shadow team. There is no Nie Feng of Demon Heart Crossing as the main attacker here, and there is no Shenlong to hold down the formation, so it is difficult to defeat the opponent.

Moreover, that shocking silence made him care.

Previously, the peerless sword awakened the meaning of protection, and was also inspired by Jingji. Jingji is one of the seven weapons of dragon slaying. If it is correct, it should have been replaced by [Company].

What the people in the forest are holding in their hands is a reincarnation, maybe a tall man with a nine-foot-high body.

Thinking of the way the people in the forest licked the blade of Jingji's sword just now, Huang Shang couldn't help but mourn for the two of them.

hurt each other.

In any case, since the fighting team was targeted by the [Company], we just waited and waited, but the detective team escaped very quickly.

"You became a traitor and still want to escape? Have you ever heard of Wang Qianhai's fate?"

Huang Shang sneered in his heart and turned his gaze to Lingyun Cave below.

Before chasing them, make sure all the bugs are crushed to death.

"Ice King, you did a good job!"

…

"Coming in!"

While the battle was going on outside, Zidian Kuanglei sneaked into Lingyun Cave with more than twenty masters of different martial arts.

This is the Japanese martial arts, the last elite and survivor.

Those earth-shattering sounds of confrontation made their hearts beat with fear, but they didn't even have the courage to wait and see.

Of course, you have to find a good excuse, Zidian said: "You gentlemen, the sect master and the divine envoy created the opportunity to send us into Lingyun Cave. We must live up to their trust, find Xuanyuan Mausoleum, and seize the dragon veins of the Central Plains.

Yoxi or not Yoxi?”

"Yo Xi!"

After energizing their spirits, everyone quickly approached and soon noticed a surge of cold air coming from them.

Zidian Kuanglei looked solemn, slowed down his pace, and approached cautiously. He found that it was a huge cave with ice sculptures in strange postures.

The waist is slightly bent, one hand is raised above the head, and the other hand is behind the back.

"Is this the etiquette of Chinese people?"

"No, it's the agency, let's follow it!"

"Yo Xi!"

Zidian Kuanglei is also a knowledgeable person, he is self-taught, he immediately understood the trick, and started posing with a group of disciples.

Sure enough, when everyone took a unique pose, the ice door in front of them immediately rose upwards.

Everyone entered excitedly, and then found another row of ice sculptures.

Posing.

Ice sculpture.

Posing.

Ice sculpture.

…

After going through the cycle seven or eight times, everyone couldn't stand it anymore.

"Elder, my back is sore!"

"Elder, I also have a sore back and can't go to your room at night..."

"Master's wife, Simimasai..."

When the doorman behind him heard groans of pain, Zidian Kuanglei, who was also struck by the cold air, turned pale.

They realized they had been tricked.

Those mechanisms are traps.

Kuang Lei was furious and his voice rumbled, echoing in the passage: "Who is so sneaky and dares to come out and fight?"

Zidian didn't stop them. Now that they were discovered, they had no choice but to make a big fuss and fight their way out. Fortunately, there was a battle going on outside, so there shouldn't be any experts guarding them here.

Error in judgment.

"I am the eldest disciple of the sect master, the Ice Emperor. It is the highest honor for you, the remnants of Japan, to die under my Sacred Heart Art!"
To be continued...