Ten heads came, each with mysterious power.

Gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, ice and blood, and the head hiding the talisman of heaven is in the middle, carrying the power of yin and yang.

As the name suggests, the Nine-Headed Emperor naturally had only nine heads. However, in the prehistoric era, it was invaded by the souls of monsters from ancient times that there were subsequent disasters.

The soul of the monster merged into its body and became the tenth head. With the adjustment of the yin and yang principles, the power of the other nine-headed forces is even more integrated and powerful.

The wind helps the fire, and the fire grows with the power of wind, and it is mutually reliant, which pushes the power of chaos even more powerfully.

It was like at this time, ten heads came, and they were born into a formation, transforming into a force field, which was isolated from the inside and outside. Chaos Wuming was extremely powerful, which made Chen Weiming fall into a trap in an instant.

For a moment, no good countermeasures could be thought of in my mind, and I could only activate many innate treasures, and cooperate with the Galaxy Palm to fight hard with many heads. But under the suppression of the power of chaos, I was often in a hurry and pale in comparison.

The leaders charged forward one by one, and the situation became increasingly dangerous.

Just when I was about to deal with it, I suddenly saw a blue light piercing through the sky and hit the chaotic force field directly. As the green light collapsed, it turned into a green lotus rippling in the void.

The force field collapsed, and Chen Weiming hurriedly used the space transfer and rushed out. Looking back, he saw the shadow of green light and sword flying over, hanging in front of him. It turned out to be Li Qinglian's three-foot bronze sword.

In the past, in order to compete with the great way of heaven and earth, Tianyan Daozun did not hesitate to cut off his own small way order. Not only the foundation of power, but also this three-foot bronze sword he had used for countless years. That day, before stepping into the road of heaven, Li Qinglian took this sword to Qimingxing, and Tianyan Daozun had no idea of ​​finding it.

Today, this sword has come, and the Qinglian Sword Song just now...

It was Li Qinglian... Chen Weiming looked at the sky, as if he saw the unruly man in green, holding a gourd in his hand and respecting him from afar.

Once you stretch out your hand, you grabbed the three-foot bronze sword in your hand and merged it into your body. Another innate treasure will give you an extra chance.

At this time, the ten dragons came again, and Chen Weiming used his magical powers again, suppressing many heads one by one. He used the same trick again, but the other party didn't know how to dodge, and he was familiar with the way, so he quickly suppressed nine heads.

There was only a three-foot bronze sword left in his hand. Chen Weiming soared into the sky without hesitation and killed the weapon in his hand towards the ten dragons.

The sword light was like a shadow. The moment it hit, a metal clash came. The head with the power of yin and yang was much stronger than the other nine heads. With such a magical weapon, it was even more injured.

"Ao!"

A burst of roar, the power of chaos swelled, overturning the magic weapon. Chen Weiming saw the opportunity and moved several spaces in a row to avoid the previous crisis.

"Can't do this!"

Chen Pan hurriedly said: "The Reincarnation Pen let me see that phantom back then, maybe it was not his intention, but Duan Zhou. He used that environment to suggest me... For example, the method of defeating ten dragons. That is not fate, but a reminder."

"You mean, I must follow the order of that method?" Chen Weiming asked.

Chen Pan shook his head: "Not only that, you must also condense the blood clock of the Tianmen. I have already thought about it just now, nine heads, nine magic weapons, and this last head, the power of Yin and Yang... the power of Yin and Yang..."

Speaking of this, he thought of something and said in surprise: "According to historical books, the Daoyan Sword and the three-foot bronze Sword both came out in response to Pangu. These two swords, one sword is real and the other sword is empty."

"In the ancient times, the Daoyan sword was empty, and the bronze sword was real. In the ancient times, the bronze sword was empty, and the Daoyan sword was real. Now, they all became entities. These two swords were originally one of the three-foot swords and the other one belonged to me. To a certain extent, they just corresponded to Yin and Yang...each Yin and Yang."

Chen Weiming's eyes lit up: "Use Yin and Yang to Yin and Yang, what do you mean is that if I combine the Daoyan Sword and the three-foot bronze Sword into one, I can break the talisman of the sky?"

Chen Pan nodded: "It's very likely!"

"But how do I condense the Tianmen Blood Bell?"

Chen Weiming asked helplessly. As soon as he finished speaking, he remembered the Chaos Bell in the small world and suddenly had an inspiration.

The world, the Chaos Bell is the foundation of its own small world. If you want to condense his incarnation, it may be the power of the world, which is likely to extract the power of the world without mixing any other power.

This thought will be done for a lifetime, and immediately try it. Under the Taoist pattern transformation technique, you will not use any other true energy or the world's energy in this world. It will completely extract the power of the world in your own small world.

The huge power of the world is constantly being drawn, causing the small world to feel plundered and vital. The lush vegetation that is not called lush turns yellow in an instant and is about to wither.

When the sea water is about to dry up and the mountains are about to collapse, the Taoist pattern transformation technique condenses and forms, emitting bursts of red light.

It was done, Chen Weiming was overjoyed, and the magic weapon in his hand was indeed a big red bell.

At this time, when ten dragons were coming, they immediately waved their hand and knocked out the red bell in their hand.

The buzzing sound was loud, and the blood and energy swelled, provoking the murderous intent of heaven and earth, and directly suppressing one head. He couldn't help but hesitate, and used many magic weapons one by one until he suppressed nine heads again.

After the last moment, Chen Weiming soared into the sky, Daoyan sword with one hand and a three-foot bronze sword with the other hand. He used the military fusion technique and the Daopao pattern clique technique to condense tightly into one, turning into a sword light to kill the last head.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the energy burst out, and the ten dragons burst out with a burst of pain. The terrifying power of chaos rushed. Chen Weiming flew backwards like a meteor. Many magic weapons were also blown away by the ten dragons. At the same time, there were the Daoyan Sword and the three-foot bronze Sword.

"Damn it!"

Chen Weiming stabilized his body, looked at the two swords flying in, stretched out his hands, grabbed them with one hand, and said anxiously: "There is no way, I can't really merge the two swords into one!"

The art of fusion has the magical effect of fusion of weapons, but this fusion only allows weapons to "grow" together, and cannot allow the real special effects of weapons to be integrated together, otherwise he would have fused the Daoyan Sword and Pangu Axe long ago.

Simply put, this is just a formal fusion, not a real fusion, just connecting the two swords together. Once your magical power is eliminated, the two swords will separate.

Facing the ten-headed dragon, if you want to break the defense of the last head, what you need is a real fusion, the kind that will never separate after the fusion, and become a new divine sword, a divine sword condensed by virtual and real.

Chen Pan did not speak, but looked at the ten dragons in the distance with a solemn expression.
Chapter completed!