He Has a Dragon

The golden light is like a forest, and the red flames are like the sea.

In the blink of an eye, the entire sky, as far as the eye could see, was occupied by the golden light and red flames, and there was no room for any other color.

Whether it was the hundreds of thousands of soldiers from both sides on the ground or the powerful men suspended in the sky watching the battle, they were all shocked by what they saw.

There were bursts of wind and thunder, and a steady stream of lightning flashed in the sky, but there was no real body fighting between Qu Liandie and Ji Chengru.

Martial arts experts such as Wu Nantian and Old Man Niu did not dare to release their spiritual consciousness to explore the battle situation, for fear of suffering disaster.

No matter how powerful they claim to be, they don't dare to act arrogantly in front of top experts like Qu Liandie and Ji Chengru. They always maintain the awe they deserve and don't dare to go too far.

Because the stronger you are, the clearer you will understand how terrifying a strong person with a higher level of cultivation than yourself will be!

At this moment, only Wang Le could see the real bodies of Qu Liandie and Ji Chengru who were fighting together through the Dharma Eyes.

At this moment, the bloody Tai Chi pattern that had been hovering above Qu Liandie's head had disappeared and merged with the Phoenix Wanhua Sword in her hand, allowing it to swing three feet wide and ten feet long each time. The golden sword light seemed to be engraved with a huge bloody Tai Chi pattern, making it look particularly mysterious.

The one-legged bronze sword in Ji Chengru's hand was also not much weaker. The red flames he swung out were like fire dragons, entangled with the golden sword light engraved with a huge blood-colored Tai Chi pattern. Don't fall behind.

When the battle reached an inextricable and intense point, Qu Liandie, who was wearing black armor and looked like an undefeated God of War, risked his own life and fought in close combat with Ji Chengru, who was wrapped in red light!

The punch is as heavy as a mountain, the palm is like a knife, the kick is like a whip, the elbow is like a snake...

In the blink of an eye, the two sides had fought for a hundred rounds, and they both used real fire. Inextricably, they roared and roared one after another, reverberating throughout the world and reaching the ears of the soldiers on both sides who were watching.

Among them, the weaker warriors and vampires were shocked by the continuous roaring and roaring, and their faces showed pain, leaving blood on their facial features.

"It turns out that this is the strength of a strong person in the late martial arts heaven level. Before this, I thought too simply."

"I will be satisfied if I can reach the late stage of martial arts in my lifetime."

"This woman is really amazing.

Fortunately, I didn't rush to fight her just now. I hope that Ancestor Ji from Lingyan Pavilion can win the final victory! "

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A group of sky-level old monsters suspended high in the sky were talking in low voices with solemn faces. Their words were full of envy, as well as full of shock and awe.

At this moment, Wang Le saw Ji Chengru suddenly withdrawing from the battle group through the perspective of breaking the illusion, widening the distance between him and Qu Liandie!

"Roar!"

Immediately, Ji Chengru roared with angry eyes, then made fists with both hands, hammering hard on his own vagina.

At this moment, the wrinkles on Ji Chengru's face, who was extremely thin and exuded a rotten aura, as if he was about to wear his braids at any moment, suddenly disappeared, and he began to grow taller and stronger.

Then he saw that the black ordinary robe Ji Chengru was wearing was burst by the bulging bronze muscles all over his body in the blink of an eye!

In the blink of an eye, time seemed to have flown backwards for Ji Chengru, making him decades younger and back to the best state of his energy and blood in his life.

"Hiss!" Wang Le, who saw all this clearly, couldn't help but gasp, his eyes were filled with a ghostly look, and at the same time he couldn't help but exclaimed in his heart: "Oh no! Come on, how did this old guy do it? He was able to rejuvenate himself!"

At this time, Qu Liandie, who was a player in the game, saw this, and the only clear eyes exposed outside the mask were also full of surprise. He opened his red lips and said to Ji Chengru: "The slave family is lucky to be able to see the three-turn annual ring. This is the strongest and most difficult secret technique in the legend. It seems that you have made up your mind to win this battle."

I saw Ji Chengru, who seemed to have returned to middle age, looking at Qu Liandie with dignity, shaking his head and replying: "I don't say the strongest in the martial arts world, but the most difficult to learn is the Nine Transformations of the Heavenly Silkworm in Nanhua Temple, and the Three Transformations of Lingyan Pavilion. Turning the rings of the year will always succeed as long as there is enough time, but the nine changes of the silkworm that day will not work."

There was a thoughtful look in Qu Liandie's eyes, and he nodded in agreement: "That's right, the rumored Nine Changes of Heavenly Silkworms are domineering, which can temporarily increase the combat power of warriors. With each change, they become more and more powerful. It’s amazing. After practicing to the end, it’s not difficult to fight across levels.”

At this time, Wang Le, who was invisible, recognized the conversation between Qu Liandie and Ji Chengru through lip reading, and after habitually touching his nose, he couldn't help but murmur in his heart: "Is the Nine Transformations of Heavenly Silkworm as difficult to practice as you said? I think the difficulty of this cultivation is only average."

Just when Wang Le was thinking about it, his face was filled with red light. Ji Chengru, who was decades younger, said to Qu Liandie seriously: "Your Excellency, please stop hiding it. It's time to come up with your trump card." Otherwise, becoming a Confucian scholar is better than being a martial artist!"

Qu Liandie suddenly let out a sweet laugh, looked at Ji Chengru with smiling eyes and replied: "In that case, I won't be polite to you."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Ji Chengru's response, Qu Liandie gave a sweet shout and then threw the Phoenix Sword of All Transformations that he was holding tightly into the sky!

Ding ding ding…

At this moment, a continuous crisp sound sounded from the Phoenix Wanhua Sword thrown high into the sky, and at the same time, the golden light bloomed more and more dazzlingly.

Immediately, he saw the blood-colored Tai Chi pattern that had been integrated with the Phoenix Wanhua Sword fly out from the golden light, and then turned into a blood-colored cloak with Tai Chi patterns printed on it and fell on Qu Liandie.

At the same time, the large golden light emitted by the Phoenix Wanhua Sword, which made a dense and crisp sound, suddenly became unpredictable and no longer seemed calm.

"Bah!"

Suddenly, a clear and crisp chirping sound was heard in the unpredictable golden light, which instantly spread and reverberated between heaven and earth, suppressing all other noises.

Following Qu Liandie, he disappeared out of thin air and flew into the depths of the unpredictable golden light!

Immediately, not only Wang Le, who had the Dharma Eyes to Destroy Illusions, saw that even the sky-level old monsters suspended in the sky waiting for the outcome of the battle and hundreds of thousands of soldiers from both sides on the ground saw an absolutely jaw-dropping and crazy scene.

I saw a huge strange bird made of golden light, spreading its wings and flying out from the depths of the golden light lifelikely!