Legendary Pharmacist

The temperature of the air rose rapidly, and the surface of Mo Junrong's body revealed a bright red luster.

He is like a charcoal that has been ignited, burning more and more vigorously.

The change in Mo Junrong's breath was so obvious that Zheng Qiu could clearly detect it even if he was standing on the ground, more than three hundred feet away.

Feeling the heat of the breath, Zheng Qiu couldn't help frowning, his face a bit ugly.

This fiery breath is too familiar, it is not the heat of a normal flame, nor is it the temperature emitted by the power of fire attribute heaven and earth.

In the breath, there is violent and destructive power, like a beast appearing in the dark, ready to devour everything it touches at any time.

This breath is obviously related to the destruction of divine power, and it is very likely to be the so-called flame of glory.

It's right to think about it, Mo Junrong has become the God Lord's lackey, and now he can command the army of blazing souls.

He is no longer a practitioner of Yunxiu Continent, but a general under the command of the God Lord.

As a general, he must have been given the fire of glory and how to use it.

Facts have proved that Zheng Qiu's judgment is not wrong.

After only two breaths, the red light on Mo Junrong's body turned into a burning flame.

The flames wrapped around the body, flowing out of the skin and clothing.

At the same time, a red-hot viscous liquid like magma was formed from the flames and surged towards Mo Junrong's left arm that had lost all flesh and blood.

In the blink of an eye, the dense white bones were wrapped in red hot magma, forming a brand new arm.

Mo Junrong waved his left hand twice to shake off the excess liquid, and clenched his fist to adapt.

The red hot state of the lava faded quickly, turning into the flesh color of normal skin, no different from the flesh on other parts of the body.

It seems that this new arm is not molten, but real flesh and blood.

On the ground, Zheng Qiu stared at all this.

It was difficult for him to judge whether Mo Junrong's left arm was a temporary manifestation of power or a real recovery.

If it is the latter second case, it will be troublesome.

If a guy like Mo Junrong had a super recovery ability, he would be a thousand times more difficult to deal with than Blazing Soul and Sickle Demon.

After recovering his left arm, Mo Junrong sneered at Yunyou: "The Elephant Transformation sword technique consumes a lot of energy from the heaven and earth, and you can't replenish it now, so how many times can you use it?"

Yunyou didn't answer, and looked at Mo Junrong with cold eyes, as if looking at a piece of firewood that was about to be split.

Raising the sword, the blue light bloomed, and the Wind Transforming Elephant Sword was unleashed again.

Facing the second blow of the gale sword, Mo Junrong was prepared this time, and would not resist rashly.

His best skill is the "Dragon Slaying Sword Jue" learned during the time of Wen Jianzong, but Yunyou has the magic weapon Yunshan Mist in his hand, and it is purely stupid to use a sword to deal with it.

So, Mo Junrong raised the stone ax to his chest, replaced the sword with the ax, and used the sword move in the Dragon Slaying Sword Art.

"Dragon wagging its tail!"

The ax swept across, emitting a strong golden-red light, which condensed into a long belt in the shape of a dragon in the air.

The golden red dragon collided with the giant sword of the wind, and the horizontal impact caused the sword to swing away from the falling angle.

Mo Junrong still didn't choose to fight head-on, and was still in a defensive position, delaying time.

Seeing this on the ground, Zheng Qiu quickly pulled out a piece of sedge and lifted himself into the air.

Now Mo Junrong has to deal with her sister's attack, so she has no time to worry about herself.

Then he just took this opportunity to fly up, close the distance, and defeat it by releasing divine power at close range.

The sky was filled with light, and the sound of the explosion was accompanied by shock waves, spreading outward violently.

The fierce collision of forces even brought flickering arc sparks to every inch of the airflow.

There was another roar, and Mo Junrong turned the magic ax over, and blocked the door-sized ax face sideways in front of him.

The aftermath of the combined power of the moves hit the surface of the stone axe, making jingling and crisp sounds.

At this time, he lowered his head and glanced at the ground, and found that Zheng Qiu was flying upwards stepping on a clump of plants.

Obviously, Zheng Qiu wants to get close, which is a red flag.

It was also at this time that Mo Junrong caught a glimpse of the sky not far away, and the vast sea of ​​flames had reached the range of Feng Xiaozong.

Two rebel dragons, more than a dozen fire dragons, and a large number of blazing souls and scythes have all arrived.

He raised his sword finger to the center of his eyebrows, and without hesitation cast a mental wave, giving orders to the troops.

"Xu Gu, Xu Chi, have you seen that stinky boy in white clothes, pester him!"

The two black dragons received the mental fluctuations, quickly hugged their front paws, and Yaoyao made a commanding posture.

"Don't worry, General Mo, we won't let that human score another half point!"

After returning, the two black dragons roared with their mouths open, twisted their bodies and swooped down at a faster speed.

Zheng Qiu stared at Mo Junrong in the air, stepping on the moss to keep rising.

Suddenly, there was a deafening roar from behind the head. The roar was harsh and long, like a file scratching iron.

"This is... this is the sound of the dragon's roar!"

Zheng Qiu was stunned for a moment, he had been in contact with the Dragon Clan many times, and he immediately recognized the characteristics of the roar.

But how could there be a dragon roar behind it? Could it be that the dragon clan came to Yunxiu Continent to help fight? It's impossible.

It was this short moment of stupor that made him miss the opportunity to dodge.

The back of his head suppressed the airflow, and when he turned around, he only caught a glimpse of the blackness that filled his field of vision, before he was hit by a thick wall.

Bang, two clusters of black meteors fell to the ground one after the other.

The scorched earth kicked up smoke and dust, and the rocks knocked out big holes.

Zheng Qiu was knocked back to the ground by a huge object and turned into a little ant under the meteor.

"It's too easy, the general is overqualified."

"You hit it so hard, with such a small human body, you probably can't even find the meat paste."

The two black dragons communicated with each other in dragon language, and the tone was full of relaxation and comfort.

However, they were wrong. What Mo Junrong wanted them to deal with was not ordinary human cultivators.

Under the body of the black dragon named Xu Chi, a golden light suddenly overflowed.

Immediately afterwards, a majestic force rose rapidly from the bottom, as if the whole earth was being lifted up.

"Go away!"

With a loud shout, a wave of air visible to the naked eye exploded from under the dragon's body.

Amidst the golden light flashing, this black dragon named Xuchi was completely thrown up.

His body of nearly twenty feet, like a weightless cotton ball, was thrown more than thirty feet away.

Falling to the ground, Xu Chi's head was in a daze, and he didn't understand what was going on at all.

I didn't transform into a human being, but now I am my real body, why was I thrown out.

Another black dragon named Xu Gu stared blankly at the little man in the big pit on the ground with wide-eyed eyes.

The villain's body was filled with golden light, as if he was wearing a layer of golden armor, which was still illuminated by the rising sun.

How big is the villain, compared with his companion Xuchi, he is like an ant.

Can this kind of power erupt from the little ant?

How could it be possible, even if those little muscles were made of iron, it wouldn't make sense to support the weight of an adult dragon.

Spells must be some kind of special spells to allow humans to push real dragons.

Xu Gu closed his mouth in astonishment, opened his mouth wide for a long time, waved the dragon's tail, and then aimed at the villain and slapped it.

He wanted to see what spell this human being used and whether he could use it continuously.

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