Awakening the Eternal Heaven-Swallowing Art

The Blue Luan Mark!

Undoubtedly, this mysterious power must be the Blue Luan Mark.

Yu Wanyang was blessed in disguise.

Jiang Wu's heavy blow not only did not kill Yu Wanyang, but activated the Blue Luan Mark in Yu Wanyang's soul.

Although he was relieved, Ling Yun's anger did not dissipate.

He knew very well that if Yu Wanyang did not have the Blue Luan Mark, the latter would have been killed by Jiang Wu.

"Go, go quickly."

Seeing that Ling Yun did not move, Yu Wanyang became more and more anxious.

"Go?"

Jiang Wu sneered, "Ling Yun, you shameless little bastard, you still want to leave under my nose?"

"Wanyang, forget what I said to you?"

Ling Yun whispered to Yu Wanyang: "To be my woman, the only thing you have to do is to believe me. Now, you just stay here and take care of your breathing. Leave everything else to me."

He fed a purple gold pill into Yu Wanyang's mouth.

Then, Ling Yun turned his head suddenly.

His eyes, like a beast, stared at Jiang Wu fiercely: "Jiang Wu, I fuck - your ancestors!"

Jiang Wu's face suddenly darkened: "Little beast, you dare to be stubborn when you are about to die..."

Before he finished speaking...

Boom!

Ling Yun, who was opposite him, was like a beast that had been imprisoned for thousands of years. He broke through the prison with a bang and rushed directly towards him with terrifying power.

The flames burned the sky!

Buzz buzz buzz...

Release.

Ling Yun no longer suppressed and completely released the Eight Desolate Dragon Flame.

In the Western Wasteland, Ling Yun had refined the Eight Desolate Dragon Flame and integrated the Eight Desolate Dragon Flame into his soul.

But the Eight Desolate Dragon Flame was too brutal.

Even if Ling Yun had refined it, he still couldn't completely control it.

If he really wanted to release it completely, if he couldn't control its ferocity, Ling Yun might be affected by it in turn and become a demon who only knew how to kill.

This is why Ling Yun rarely used the Eight Desolate Dragon Flame to fight.

Before, when he killed those city gate guards, he only used part of the power of the Eight Desolate Dragon Flame.

Now, Ling Yun knew that part of the power of the Eight Desolate Dragon Flame could not deal with a Martial Emperor.

At this point, he had only one choice, which was to completely release the Eight Desolate Dragon Flame.

As for the troubles of the Eight Desolate Dragon Flame, he could only wait until Jiang Wu was dealt with.

Ling Yun was not without confidence in this.

He was a great Dan Emperor. Even if the Eight Desolate Dragon Flame was fierce, he was confident that he could eventually suppress it.

Sure enough, when the Eight Desolate Dragon Flame was completely released, the killing intent in Ling Yun's mind was like a volcanic eruption, and it could no longer be suppressed.

The next moment, Ling Yun came to Jiang Wu like a Tyrannosaurus Rex.

The other people around were stunned when they saw this situation, and they felt that Ling Yun was really crazy.

Jiang Wu was a Martial Emperor.

And Ling Yun actually took the initiative to attack a Martial Emperor.

"An ant-like thing dares to provoke this emperor?"

Jiang Wu was not angry, but only disdainful.

He knew Ling Yun was very strong.

If he wasn't strong, he couldn't kill Jiang Cheng.

But so what.

Martial Honor and Martial Emperor are two completely different concepts.

For ordinary warriors, Martial Honor is already very strong.

However, compared with Martial Emperor, Martial Honor is nothing.

The strength of Martial Emperor lies not only in strength, but also in realm.

Every Martial Emperor has a terrifying martial arts will, which is enough to suppress the will of other warriors.

As he spoke, Jiang Wu pressed his palm towards Ling Yun.

His palm pressed out, and in an instant, a huge mountain of fire condensed.

Eighteen thousand ancient star projections descended.

This means that Jiang Wu's attack has a force of 180 million kilograms, which is really terrifying.

In addition, in people's consciousness, it seems that there is an ancient blue phoenix on the huge mountain of fire, spreading its wings.

The endless martial arts pressure, like a raging flood, rushed towards Ling Yun.

This is Jiang Wu's martial arts will.

Terrible power and terrifying martial arts will, double suppression.

Everyone around was suffocated, thinking that there was no suspense in this battle.

Ling Yun would definitely lose.

However, martial arts will had no effect on Ling Yun.

In this ancient continent, it was impossible for anyone to have a stronger martial arts will than Ling Yun.

Ling Yun completely ignored Jiang Wu's martial arts will.

Bang!

An instant later, Ling Yun's fist collided with Jiang Wu's palm.

It looked like a dragon head, slamming hard into the giant mountain of fire.

The next situation seemed to be as expected, Ling Yun was blown away on the spot.

At this moment, the power released by Ling Yun was 160 million jin.

"Don't overestimate your own ability..."

Jiang Wu said indifferently.

He was about to ridicule Ling Yun, but saw Ling Yun rushing out again.

Jiang Wu frowned.

Ling Yun's tenacity was far beyond his expectations.

In addition, he felt something was wrong, Ling Yun seemed to be unaffected by his martial arts will.

But he had no time to think.

Ling Yun's second punch had already come crashing down.

"What?"

In just a moment, Jiang Wu's pupils suddenly shrank.

Because the power of Ling Yun's second punch was obviously stronger than the first punch, reaching 180 million pounds.

The reason for this was that the power of the Eight Desolate Dragon Flame was being further released.

The second punch collided.

Ling Yun and Jiang Wu were evenly matched.

The Jiang family warriors around were all in a daze.

"Martial Emperor?"

Ling Yun's arrogance became more and more shocking, and he blasted out the third punch.

Bang!

A figure was knocked back.

What shocked people was that the figure that flew backwards was not Ling Yun, but Jiang Wu.

Boom!

Jiang Wu fell to the ground, smashing a five-meter-deep pit on the street.

"Little beast!"

He roared in shock and anger and rushed out of the deep pit.

However, just as he rushed out of the deep pit and was still in the air, Ling Yun rushed over again.

"Who gave you the confidence to think that you, the Martial Emperor, dared to touch my woman?"

Ling Yun roared and punched out the fifth punch.

Jiang Wu fell again.

"Ah!"

This time, Jiang Wu completely lost his mind.

He was a Martial Emperor, and being ravaged by a Martial King like this, no matter how calm his mentality was, he had to collapse.

"Little beast, this emperor will grind you to ashes!"

Boom!

A blue phoenix shadow suddenly appeared in the void behind him.

The suffocating flame heat wave spread in all directions and swept hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye.

"Sixth-grade soul, Qingluan!"

"I never thought that the clan leader would be forced to use his soul by Ling Yun."

This scene shocked everyone around.

"Die."

Jiang Wu pointed his finger, and the sixth-grade Qingluan soul screamed and flew towards Ling Yun.

Jiang Wu, who used his soul, became even more powerful.

However, there was no fear in Ling Yun's eyes, only ferocity.

His eyes had turned red.

If you look closely, you will find that his pupils are similar to those of the Eight Desolate Dragon Flames, full of wildness.

Roar!

The next moment, Ling Yun looked up to the sky and let out a Tyrannosaurus roar.

The rolling fire wave spread around with his body as the center.

Some houses on the street that were tens of meters away were reduced to ashes under the impact of the fire wave.

At the same time, a shocking scene appeared.

Ling Yun was enveloped by a huge fire dragon.

Immediately afterwards, Ling Yun did not dodge or evade, but rode the fire dragon and rushed directly towards the Qingluan that was rushing towards him.