The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

The golden light had just been absorbed into the formation, and it was still a chaotic mass at this time. Nothing could be seen, but Yang Jian's face showed a hint of joy.

But the three brothers of the Demon family on the top of the mountain were in great grief at this time. Mo Li Qing, the eldest brother in Mo Li Hong's arms, was no longer alive, and blood was still oozing from the injury on his chest.

The power of Molihai continued to spread, and a spear appeared in his hand, and Molihai also stood up suddenly.

The spear pointed directly at Yang Jian in the sky, and he roared: "Yang Jian, kid! Take your life!"

The roar fell, and Mo Li Hong didn't even have time to stop it. He saw the Mo Li Hai rushing towards Yang Jian in the sky, and Mo Li Shou beside him also rushed up.

In just a moment, the three of them fought together, and bursts of spiritual power spread out.

Countless mountain tops were destroyed by the aftermath, and various rays of light intersected in the sky. Among the battle groups, Demonic Sea and Demonic Shou all attacked with hatred, and their power was much greater than before.

It's just that Yang Jian was holding a three-pointed two-edged sword at this time, but he could handle it with ease and didn't show any panic at all.

Like a silver snake, the spear in Mo Lihai's hand pierced Yang Jian's throat, but was held tightly by the three-pointed, two-edged knife in Yang Jian's hand.

The silver spear in Mo Li Hai's hand was just an acquired spiritual treasure. There were three-pointed, two-edged sword opponents there. After just a few encounters, many cracks appeared in the silver gun in Mo Li Hai's hand.

At this time, the weapon in Yang Jian's hand was held up. With a flick of Yang Jian's wrist, the gun head was instantly disconnected.

At the same time, Mo Lishou was already holding a golden whip and smashing it behind Yang Jian. I saw Yang Jian turning around, holding a three-pointed two-edged sword, and hit Mo Lishou's golden whip heavily.

After receiving this heavy blow, Moli Shou screamed and flew backwards.

On the other side, Moli Hai was horrified when he saw that his spear was destroyed, but he suddenly retreated.

He took off the jade pipa he was carrying on his back, looked at Yang Jian coldly, and then plucked the strings, a wave of sound spread out, and the sky suddenly changed color with bursts of thunder.

Countless clouds gathered, and as the movement of Moli Hai's hand became faster and faster, more and more clouds gathered in the sky, and a strong wind instantly rolled towards Yang Jian.

Just for a moment, feeling the strong wind raging around him, Yang Jian raised his eyebrows and swept the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand to one side. Several loud noises were heard, and he saw that there were already many people in the strong wind. The wind blade forms.

Seeing Yang Jian, who was trapped in the strong wind, dealing with it from left to right, as if he was already in a hard fight, Mo Lihai sneered.

"I will chop you alive today!"

As he said this, Molihai began to frantically pluck the strings. After a while, Yang Jian, who was enveloped by the strong wind, had many wind blades forming around his body, and began to attack Yang Jian crazily.

Through the strong wind, Mo Lihai instantly discovered that the silver armor on Yang Jian was stretched out again, and a barrier had completely protected Yang Jian.

Seeing this scene, Moli Hai couldn't help but look stunned. Why is this defense so tight?

But in the wind blade at this time, Yang Jian knew that his defense could not last long. When he was thinking of countermeasures, an alarm bell suddenly sounded in his heart.

Looking back suddenly, he saw a golden light shot towards him with endless power.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Yang Jian's killing power exploded instantly. The three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand burst into light in a split second.

I saw the three-pointed two-edged sword being passed forward, and the illusion of a huge three-headed dragon appeared instantly.

The three heads opened their mouths wide, and instantly entangled the golden light that came from them. It was the golden whip of Moli Shou.

Then he saw the huge phantom body of the three dragons rolling up and throwing out the golden whip. The moment it was released, Yang Jian's killing power instantly enveloped the golden whip.

With a roar, the golden whip instantly broke through Mo Lishou's defense and penetrated Mo Lishou's entire body.

In mid-air, Mo Lishou's body froze, and the aura on his body instantly dispersed. Then he saw Mo Lishou's eyes lost focus and he fell from mid-air.

Seeing this scene, Mo Lihai was stunned for a moment, and the power on his body immediately became violent.

Crazy sound waves came instantly, and beyond the strong wind, flames unfolded. Soon, wind and fire came together, and the heat wave swept away, making Yang Jian frown.

Seeing that his surroundings had turned into a sea of ​​fire, Yang Jian seemed to be wrapped in a ball of fire.

A cold light bloomed in his eyes, and Yang Jian sneered and said, "That's just something to say!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the killing power on Yang Jian's body suddenly expanded, and then he saw countless red threads mixed in the silver light erupting from Yang Jian's body.

The powerful power swept across instantly, even through the strong wind and fire, the color of the magic ceremony sea also changed dramatically at this time, and the movements of the hands became more and more crazy.

Crazy sound waves swept across, trying to suppress Yang Jian temporarily, but the fingers of the magic ceremony sea were bleeding profusely at this time, and the strings were also covered with blood.

The rapidly compressing fireball and windball were still being expanded bit by bit by Yang Jian's killing power.

Seeing this scene, Magic Red roared: "Quickly retreat!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw countless wind blades in the fireball shooting toward the Demon Sea with fierce fire. Seeing the wind blade approaching in an instant, Mo Li Hai hurriedly plucked the strings, and the spreading sound waves instantly dispersed the wind blade.

Looking blankly at the rapidly expanding fireball, Molihai stood up, took the jade lute, and planned to leave.

As soon as he took a step, there was a terrifying pressure behind him. The fireball exploded instantly, and countless rockets condensed in the air and shot towards the magic ceremony sea.

Seeing this scene, Molihai immediately turned pale with fright. Spiritual power surged from his body. He put his hands on the strings. As the sound waves moved, a huge formation appeared in mid-air, shooting out the rapid fire. The rockets were blocked one after another.

However, the rocket was blocked but did not disperse. After a while, densely packed rockets stayed in the sky.

At this moment, Yang Jian rushed over with a three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand. Silver light flickered on his body, and streaks of red light flashed across his body. Then he stabbed the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand heavily on the formation.

The killing force came with a crazy crushing force, crushing the formation into pieces in just an instant, and thousands of rockets fell down behind Yang Jian.

"stop!"

The roar of Moli Hong sounded, but in the end it was a step slower. In the horrified eyes of the Moli Sea, countless rockets enveloped the Moli Sea.