Legendary Pharmacist

Mo Junrong frantically mobilized the flame of glory in his body and concentrated it on his head, forming a circle of flame barriers.

At this moment, his head was burning like a torch.

Concentrating all the flames of glory to the head, the defensive effect is really good.

Those palm-sized sharp swords in the light cloud are, after all, the creations of blood essence and the power of heaven and earth, and can easily be burned by the high-concentration glory fire.

In the continuous splashing flames, the sharp sword melted and disappeared, and was decomposed by high temperature into the original form of the power of heaven and earth.

Mo Junrong didn't care about his body. With the fire of glory as his trump card, even if his body was smashed into mud, he could still recover.

There was a clanging sound next to my ears, and I looked sideways and found that the sound came from the Destiny Axe.

The magic weapon is the magic weapon, and its strength is beyond ordinary. When the sharp sword hit the surface of the stone axe, it was bounced away one after another.

Seeing this situation, Mo Junrong immediately pulled his tattered arm and blocked the axe in front of him.

"Hmph, Blade Hua's desperate attack isn't very good, it's just that it has a large range.

I have the Ax of Destiny as a shield, and if I survive this wave of offensives, Blade Birch is tantamount to suicide. "

Confidence is getting more and more abundant, Mo Junrong feels the final victory, and is waving to himself.

But at this moment, there was a crackling sound of the air being pushed away from the front, just like the sound of the air being torn apart when lightning strikes.

The large ax face of the stone ax door block in front of him, Mo Junrong couldn't see what happened behind the axe, did something suddenly come over?

When tense, a tyrannical thrust appeared behind the Destiny Axe.

On the left side of the ax face, there is a phantom of a red and white palm sticking out from behind.

The phantom of the palm held down the stone axe and pushed it to the side. The incomparable force easily pushed the axe away.

Mo Junrong saw something behind him, it was a human figure, or a phantom figure that was about to disappear.

But that is not a phantom formed by the condensed Qi Jin or the power of heaven and earth.

White and red, the obvious particles can be distinguished, which are powdered bones and flesh and blood.

The body is reduced to ashes,

My God, could it be that this figure is Blade Hua!

Mo Junrong's pupils contracted, and Ren Hua actually completely disintegrated herself, completely merging into the sword attack.

Is this self-destruction? Turn the body into a part of the attack, in exchange for a powerful destructive power in an instant.

Frightened, the figure made of powdered flesh and blood stretched out its right hand forward.

Arms, palms, and fingers were all blurred, approaching Mo Junrong's head like misty dust.

"Jianzhi, this gesture is Jianzhi!"

Mo Junrong's eyes widened instantly, and he understood that the countless small swords with the power of heaven and earth that erupted just now were just the aftermath of the attack.

The sword pointing in front of him is the real sword move.

Ten inches, seven inches, four inches, red and white fuzzy sword fingers, getting closer and closer to the front door.

Mo Junrong felt the fire of glory on his head, and was retreating a little bit, being forcibly pushed away by the sword intent.

The flame barrier opened a gap, and the face leaked to the outside.

In an instant, boundless killing intent covered his head, imprisoning his soul tightly.

Mo Junrong only felt that he had fallen into a bottomless dark abyss, and his consciousness was shrouded in despair and dead silence.

In the endless darkness, he can no longer feel his body and strength, as if this world is eternal.

"Am I dead, or am I not dead?

Could this be another spiritual shock that Renhua brought to him? "

Mo Junrong asked himself, but there was still no change in the world around him, which made him start to feel afraid.

On the other side, at the bottom of the skyboat that covered the sun with clouds, Zheng Qiu assisted Shadow Crow in setting up the shadow-binding curtain to protect the outer armor structure of the skyboat.

In the distance, shrouded in gray light, hundreds of golden and red dragons suddenly appeared.

Obviously, it was Mo Junrong who was struggling to resist, trying to break the Botian Sword.

Immediately afterwards, gray light flashed, and a large cloud of light expanded and spread outward.

Shadow Crow saw the back and immediately reminded Zheng Qiu: "Get ready, the aftermath of the Botian Sword is coming!"

The speed at which the gray light cloud expands is so fast, with a distance of hundreds of feet, it will be in front of you in a blink of an eye.

The pillar of fire ejected from the rocket thrusters at the bottom of the Tianzhou boat was instantly dispersed by the light cloud, and the Tianzhou boat also slammed downward due to abnormal thrust.

With a bang, the light cloud hit the shadow binding curtain immediately after, covering the entire bottom of the sky boat.

The sound of the impact was like continuous spring thunder, deafening, as if it was going to shake out the internal organs of the person.

Zheng Qiu felt the floor under his feet shaking violently, and the Tianzhou seemed to fall apart at any moment.

The shadow binding curtain propped up by the shadow crow is like a layer of extremely tough cowhide, separating Guangyun from the metal armor of Tianzhou.

But as the light clouds collided and bombarded, the black and green color of the curtain was fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zheng Qiu exerted a little force with his palms, and released it with more energy, instilling more power into the shadow crow.

"Dark Blood Sovereign, the curtain is going to be unbearable, strengthen it!"

Shadow Crow replied angrily: "You don't need to remind me!"

The black and green colors gushing out from both palms became more and more intense, and continued to spread around.

But even if the Shadow Crow went all out to strengthen the speed of the Shadow Binding Curtain, it still couldn't keep up with the speed of the curtain being consumed.

If this continues, it only takes five breaths of time for Guangyun to break through the curtain and damage the outer armor structure of the Tianzhou.

The two tried their best to persevere, seeing the curtain getting thinner and thinner.

Just when he persisted until the fourth breath, hundreds of rocket thrusters at the bottom of the sky boat suddenly and violently fired.

The pillar of fire spit out from the nozzle is not the golden color before, but turned blue and white.

The thrust brought by the pillar of fire increased by more than three times at once, lifting the sky boat upwards violently.

At the same time, the impact force of the aftermath of the Heaven Fighting Sword hitting the Shadow Binding Curtain pushed the boat along the current and lifted the boat, further accelerating the speed of the boat's ascent.

The sudden acceleration nearly threw Zheng Qiu and Shadow Crow at the bottom of the boat into the air.

As the altitude rose, the distance between the sky boat and the Botian sword's explosion position became farther away, and the impact of the light cloud gradually disappeared.

Seeing that Tianzhou was out of danger, he probed his head and stretched out his hand, grabbing a handful of the dissipated light cloud.

There was a crisp golden iron sound from the palm of the hand, and the sharp sword intent pierced through the dragon's golden seal, making the palm feel tingling.

Withdrawing the palm to check, there is a three-inch small sword in the palm, which is slowly dissipating into the power of heaven and earth.

Shadow Crow looked back at Zheng Qiu's palm, and sighed: "Did you see that, this sword light is part of the body of Supreme Master Sha Nian."

As he spoke, he looked at the sky below again, and repeatedly looked at the outline of the long sword.

"That's the whole body of Supreme Master Sha Nian!"

Zheng Qiu followed Shadow Crow's gaze to look down, his complexion showing complex expressions, amazement, regret, and resentment intertwined, difficult to separate.

In the sky, the sword-shaped outline of more than 5,000 feet illuminated by the original gray light of the power of heaven and earth has now been completely filled by light clouds.

The light cloud didn't stop expanding, and continued to spread outwards, making the sword-shaped outline grow to tens of thousands of feet.

All the space covered by the outline of the ten thousand zhang long sword is within the attack range of the Botian sword, and its volume is enough to hold more than ten mountain peaks.

A dim red line in the center pierced through the ten thousand zhang sword shadow and shot straight towards the distant horizon.

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