Eight fire dragons roared high.

The gurgling rain, as thin as silk, turned into countless water vapor under the flames, forming hazy water mist and white smoke curling, and almost no trace of the original scenery was visible.

The Eight-Poems of Fire Dragons are one of the most powerful means Qingyuan has always used to fight the enemy.

Now, looking at the eight fire dragons that pounced on him in front of him, Qingyuan couldn't help but feel confused and complicated.

Despite all the thoughts, his movements were not slow at all and he retreated.

At the same time, Qingyuan reached out and pressed forward. There was a fire in his palm, which also had the sound of a high dragon roar.

A flame came out accidentally, poking out the faucet, eight of which were lifelike.

Facing Qingfeng's eight fire dragon path, Qingyuan also responded with his eight fire dragons.

In the middle of the street, two fire dragons were entangled together, sixteen dragon heads were entangled together, fighting each other, scales fell, flesh and blood sprayed, and broken limbs and broken whiskers splashed everywhere, but before they even landed, they had turned into flames.

Flames splashed everywhere, and the houses on both sides immediately burned.

The stone strips on the floor were splashed with flames, and even large areas of flames fell, the stone strips had begun to melt into slurry, just like magma.

But the next moment, the winner suddenly became a decisive.

Although the eight fire dragons in Qingyuan have become more fierce due to the Immortal Fire True Flame... but Qingfeng, which is higher in the Taoist practice, is much inferior in the end.

So the eight fire dragons in Qingyuan were torn into countless falling flames.

Qingfeng's eight fire dragons, with scars, still crushed towards Qingyuan...

The flames swept across the sea of ​​fire.

The surging flames and heat rush in front of me made Qingyuan covered his body in a wave of heat. In a trance, it seemed as if he had returned to the Liyuedi Valley of Fuzhong Mountain in Nanliang. When he was not in the human realm, he was swept in the magma and was about to die.

But now he has the sixth level of heavenly Taoism, and when facing the earth's fire magma, he will no longer feel the dying feeling that he was back then. However, the eight fire dragons in front of him gave him the illusion that he was nearing death as before.

"I will use all the skills to do it."

The sound of the breeze came slowly after the eight fire dragons.

...

In Xianwuhai City, all parties were almost in a silence.

All the people from all sides set their eyes on the three streets, sensing the ups and downs of movement, which made everyone's thoughts fluctuate... were surprised, curious, shocked and inexplicably panic.

The boy surnamed Guan breathed out and looked at Song Yue with a hint of inquiry.

Song Yue wrapped his voice with magic power, passed it over, and said, "These three streets are separated, and it doesn't matter if they are destroyed. It should not affect the entire Xianwuhai City."

"If you beat Xianwuhai City hard, it would be nothing." The young man surnamed Guan breathed out and said, "In his identity, it is also acceptable to beat Xianwuhai City to destroy it."

Song Yue was stunned for a moment, and then said, "This arrangement was left by the human immortal when he founded Haishi, and even the real person could not break it."

"But he may not be able to break it." The young man surnamed Guan turned his head and said lightly: "Do you think he is comparable to an ordinary real person? Looking at the East China Sea, which real person can use my contemporary true disciple of the pre-Qin Mountain and Sea Circle as the boy who leads the way?"

Song Yue stayed there immediately, and then seemed to think of something, and a chill suddenly arose in his heart.

The young Taoist priest obviously has an extraordinary origin, has a very high Taoist practice, and has extremely high abilities... so high that the pre-Qin Mountains and Sea Realms can acquiesce the other party to affect a sea market in order to fulfill the friendship of the landlord?

So what is the origin of the young man who was refining treasures in the Immortal Wu Huoshen Tower, where can he receive such attention from this young Taoist priest?

Song Yue had previously made some plans to seize magic weapons about Qing's original plan, but now he felt cold sweat.

The young man surnamed Guan didn't know his thoughts, and just thought he was worried about Xianwuhai City. He immediately shook his head and said, "Don't worry. With his ability, looking at the world, not many people can beat him one or two Taoist techniques."

Song Yue understood the implication of the young man surnamed Guan, that is, the young Taoist priest had unfathomable skills, so there would be no fierce fighting in the future and would not affect Xianwuhai City.

Even if you fight for a long time, you think it’s just a lot of effort to talk about “reminiscing the past”. If you really want to take action, you will definitely be one-sided. In just a blink of an eye, you can decide the outcome, life and death.

Song Yue couldn't help but be shocked when he heard the boy surnamed Guan's evaluation so high.

The young man surnamed Guan glanced at him, but did not continue to speak, but just looked forward and silently.

There are really few people in this world who can beat the breeze holding the fairy treasure.

Even in the Demon Realm, the great demon, which is hardly even a human immortal, was still seriously injured by Qingfeng and even dying.

In fact, even his mentor dared not rely on his identity as Qingfeng, a person who came from the upper realm.

As for myself, I seem to be chatting and laughing with him, but in fact, my family is just ordered to lead the way, and everything is dominated by the other party.

"Who is this young man who is this young man?"

The young man surnamed Guan suddenly remembered that the breeze came from the upper realm and had never been lower than the lower realm before. Isn’t his old friend... also a person from the upper realm?

The boy felt a little shocked inexplicably.

In addition to the breeze, are there people from the upper realm in the world?

Thinking of this, a fire suddenly flashed inside, like a sea of ​​fire.

Two similar Taoist techniques are tearing and then the winner is immediately decided.

The young man surnamed Guan was as if he was struck by lightning.

Similar Taoist techniques?

Similar skills?

That young man also came from Zixiao Palace?

Song Yue, who was beside him, seemed to have thought of something, his face looked extremely shocked, and he felt a little scared... and a little bit of gratitude.

...

There was a scorching sun above the sky ahead.

Qingyuan looked up at the eight dragon heads, with a calm expression.

And beside him, the stone strips on the floor gradually softened.

It seemed as if my feet were beginning to fall into a swamp, and gradually it fell a little.

"Even if I pressed the Taoist movement to the sixth level of heaven, it was the magic power of the real person realm. After all, I had the Yang God in my body. After all, I had more than you what I learned in Zixiao Palace in the future..."

Qingfeng raised his hand, and the eight fire dragons in front looked down from above and looked down at Qingyuan.

"Yan Zun is the elder brother of Yan Jun. He was born from heaven and earth. Although he was limited to heaven and his Taoism was only in the seventh level of heaven, he could compete with the eighth level of heaven."

Qingfeng said: "You can surpass Yan Zun. If you kill him, you must be more than this skill... If you don't want to die at my hands, you will show your skills."

Qingyuan took a deep breath, and his sleeves shook, and a ruler fell on his hand. The color was bright and white, and there were red and red patterns like lightning. As the mana power was activated, the red and white immediately mixed, the light flashed, and the thunder rolled.

He spit out in one breath, and Qingyuan said slowly: "If you don't use the immortal treasure, you will fight with your magic power. I don't want to borrow the power of the treasure..."

"The treasure of the birth? It seems that you have indeed obtained opportunities in the world..." Qingfeng's eyes narrowed slightly and said, "The treasure of the birth must be extraordinary. If you can get a great opportunity, you may be able to prosper with yourself and lose both yourself and not be considered an external object. It can be considered your own ability. In this battle, I have taken advantage of the real person realm. You are just a master, so you will use all your skills..."

"good!"

Qingyuan knew that if it were just such a fight, it would definitely not be able to beat Qingfeng, which also came from Zixiao Palace.

As the sound fell, an ancient mirror rose and hung above his head.

Qingfeng's eyes suddenly shrank, and he was a little surprised.
Chapter completed!