In the world of flames, Long Yan appeared in the body of a real dragon and flew in unhurriedly.
Covering his body, pieces of red jade-like dragon scales were as strong as gold and iron, and the two red dragon horns on his forehead were as bright as spears and sharp blades.
"I heard that you are also in extraordinary physical condition."
Long Yan bared his teeth in a smile, and suddenly turned into a rainbow of lightning, tearing at the shield protecting Pang Jian with his dragon claws.
With just a "chi-la" sound, the thick green shield that could not be penetrated by fireworks was easily torn apart by his sharp claws.
"Hey! That's all!"
Long Yan, which was only a few feet long, swung and whipped its body covered with dragon scales at the moment the gang shield cracked.
"Peng!"
The green shield with cracks and gaps suddenly collapsed after being slapped by his dragon body, turning into a green light that filled the sky.
When the Gangshield was shattered, Pang Jian promptly used the "Heart of Winter" to protect his body with extreme cold power, and then waved the Origin Demon Sword in his hand.
Dozens of dazzling sword lights submerged Long Yan's body like a torrential rain.
But the eighth-level Yanlong grinned ferociously, roaring and taunting: "You have never fought against a truly powerful dragon. With this level of sword light blade, you can't even break my dragon scales!" "
Sure enough, those dragon scales, which were like red crystal jade, could not be seen even if they were cut by the sword light.
The sword light attack, which was enough to dismember the body of an ordinary eighth-level demon, slashed at his dragon scales, as if tickling him.
Not even one of his dragon scales was broken.
"The Dragon Clan, as Bai Li said, is a powerful demon clan with great blessings."
Pang Jian, who was in the sea of fire, stood above the "Heart of Winter" with his sword, shrouding his body through the white cold mist, resisting the flame offensive created by Long Yan with a breath of dragon breath.
Deep in the thick cold fog, many of the fire laws hidden in the dragon's breath have come into contact with the extreme cold truth in the "Heart of Winter".
Pang Jian adjusted slightly.
Above the broken ground of Dantian, among the solidified moon and stars, there are streams of divine moonlight that can be absorbed by it.
While thinking about the mysteries of ice, stars, and the moon in his heart, he extracted part of the thunder power from the depths of the thunder vortex, refined it, and blended it into the next sword.
This is his more serious sword technique.
"Wow!"
A long river of extremely cold sword light, with stars and moons floating in it, shot out from the cold mist accompanied by lightning.
This sword light was mixed with the mysteries of the stars and the moon that he had comprehended, and it had its own extremely cold mystery. When it suddenly appeared in the land of fire, it immediately invalidated many of the dragon's secret techniques hidden in the flames.
The sword light struck Long Yan's body, causing a piece of red jade-like dragon scale to suddenly sink into Long Yan's flesh and blood.
The dragon scales were still unbroken and had no cracks.
The terrifying defense of this eighth-level flame dragon simply made Pang Jian astonished.
"Dragon Slash, if it hadn't been restrained by the True God Vatican, who forced him to perform Dragon Blood Escape countless times, causing almost all the golden dragon scales to explode, I might not even be able to break his dragon body."
Faced with the eighth-level Long Yan, and after a tentative confrontation, Pang Jian realized how powerful the real dragon was.
An eighth-level dragon with complete bloodline is significantly higher than an eighth-level demon of the same level.
Perhaps, only those ancient alien species that also have the blood of ancient holy beasts, such as phoenixes, unicorns, and black tortoises, can compete with the dragon clan.
In this era, those demon clans in the Holy Spirit Continent that don’t even have complete bloodlines are not at the same level as the dragon clan.
It's no wonder that all the demon clan obey the orders of Dragon Cave. No wonder Bai Li is so afraid of Dragon Slash.
"Come again!"
"This sword has some flavor."
"Hey! At least, I feel a little bit of pain."
Long Yan in the blazing world twisted his dragon body and roared around Pang Jian, grinning and shouting continuously.
He deliberately didn't fly that fast, and deliberately gave Pang Jian room to draw his sword. He just wanted to test how much damage Pang Jian could do to him with his strongest sword technique.
In human form, he is far from being able to exert his own strength. His bloodline is extremely difficult to burst out, and the power of his dragon body cannot be reflected.
As soon as he regained his true dragon body, he completely let himself go. Relying on the physical strength of his body that surpassed that of ordinary monsters, he dared to get close to Pang Jian's sword rays.
"Just come."
Pang Jian, who calmed down his mind, flew through the land of fire on the "Heart of Winter", swinging his sword towards Long Yan repeatedly.
More sword lights with mixed attributes and powers struck Long Yan's body, leaving more or less traces on the red jade-like dragon scales.
Finally, when Pang Jian gave a sword light the power of the sun, flames and golden sharpness, he cut out a crack in a piece of dragon scale.
Long Yan also felt the pain.
"The Sea of Chaos is indeed a bit of a ghost. But it's still not enough, not enough to really hurt me!"
Long Yan screamed and twisted the dragon's body, and the dragon's claws grabbed Pang Jian's position several times.
The extremely sharp flaming blade was about to cut into the void, and the Gangshield that Pang Jian had sacrificed again was torn into pieces. At the same time, it also left hideous blood marks on Pang Jian's "Creation Realm" level body.
"Pang Jian, I have the power to tear you to pieces, Lingchi. You are indeed better than most human cultivators in the Nirvana Realm, and even stronger than the so-called late-stage Nirvana Realm!"
"But you are still not as good as our dragon clan!"
"And I, Long Yan, am among the most powerful among our eighth-level dragons."
Without using any weapon, Long Yan, whose dragon body was the most powerful weapon in the world, once again resisted a sword light with his dragon body, and then grabbed it with his claws.
The red dragon claw suddenly enlarged and appeared in the white cold fog, tearing off a large piece of meat from Pang Jian's back.
"With a human body, no matter how you cultivate and grow, you are still not as good as our demon clan, let alone our dragon clan!"
Long Yan smiled ferociously, placed the large piece of meat in the flames, and said, "Pang Jian, you are my food. I will eat you slowly and enjoy your flesh and blood."
Pang Jian, who felt a burning pain in his back, bared his teeth and used the mighty blood energy of the "Godly Pond of Creation" to repair the injury with Qi and blood.
Long Yan, whose dragon body was so powerful that it seemed invulnerable and had almost no flaws, allowed him to fully see the horror of the dragon clan this time.
"The body is almost invincible, but what about the dragon soul?"
He doesn't believe that any living being can have no flaws, and he doesn't believe that there is a kind of intelligent group that can surpass all living things and cannot find any flaws.
When Long Yan smiled strangely, he opened his bloody mouth, ready to eat his piece of flesh and blood.
His eyes suddenly turned pure gold.
His golden soul suddenly rushed away from his true body and disappeared in a flash of blazing flames.
The soul that had experienced being immersed in molten water was safe and sound in this world created by dragon's breath. In an instant, it reached Long Yan's forehead and came directly towards his dragon soul sea.
"Out of body!"
Long Yan sneered disdainfully.
The two dragon horns on his forehead suddenly generated a strong spiritual magnetic field, and a sea of light intertwined with blood crystal chains formed in an instant.
The sea of light condensed by the blood crystal chain turned into a soul barrier, blocking his forehead.
"The souls of our demon race are indeed the weak link, so in order to compete with the human race's overhaul who is proficient in soul arts, we will make special preparations in this regard."
A dark red iron ring flew out from under his tongue and fell into the small sea of light.
Pang Jian's golden soul felt extremely extraordinary soul fluctuations from the dark red iron ring.
In that small sea of light, countless bloodline crystal chains were related to the secret art of the soul, and then suddenly a dancing fire phoenix, a burning red bird, a majestic fire unicorn, and a flaming lion appeared. .
Four ancient evil creatures appeared in the sea of light in the form of souls, existing in the enlarged dark red iron ring.
Pang Jian tried to shoot the golden soul in Long Yan's mind, but it was intercepted by the souls of four evil creatures, and it suddenly became difficult.
"Chi!"
A bolt of lightning struck quietly and fell into the dark red iron ring, killing the souls of the four ancient evil creatures in an instant.
Pang Jian cooperated with his body and swung a sword carrying the Thunder Road, killing the souls of the four ancient evil creatures with the Soul Nemesis.
"call out!"
The golden soul belonging to him shined brightly, taking the opportunity to cross the sea of light condensed by the blood crystal chain and escape directly into Long Yan's dragon soul sea.
The moment his soul entered Long Yan's soul sea, Long Yan suddenly howled and hissed.
Only then did he draw his sword again.
He simply leaned against Long Yan's dragon body, and instead of using the sword light released by the Source Demon Sword, he slashed down with the blade of the Source Demon Sword itself.
"Crack!"
This black gold divine sword, which was refined with dragon-slashing dragon horns and dragon claws, showed its sharp side, chopping up Long Yan's dragon scales piece by piece.
With the sharpness of the sword alone, he broke through Long Yan's dragon scale defense, causing more damage to the dragon scale.
"Ouch!"
Long Yan roared in pain and was soon covered in bruises.
"Pang Jian!"
"damn it!"
The roaring Dragon Yan let out a roar of grief and anger, and suddenly the dragon's body, which was more than a thousand feet long, appeared completely, like a winding ancient ruby city wall.
"Boom! Boom!"
Endless flames erupted from the flesh and blood in the gaps between his dragon scales, and his eyes, pupils, and nostrils were all erupting with fire.
His dragon soul sea turned into a sea of fire that destroyed all things.
The dragon soul of fire that belonged to him was chopped into pieces by Pang Jian's sharp sword condensed with golden soul, and then stubbornly reunited in his own dragon soul sea.
"call!"
Long Yan's soul finally condensed into a bead and disappeared from his dragon soul sea, while his soul sea ignited a terrifying aura that would destroy both jade and stone.
As soon as this breath came out, Pang Jian suddenly felt something bad and hurriedly withdrew.
"Young man from Jianlou, your hatred and I share the same hatred. I will definitely kill you!"
This giant red dragon, which was more than a thousand feet tall, soared in mid-air with dragon blood swaying all the way. After a few twists, it disappeared from Pang Jian's sight.
In the sky where the flames disappeared, Pang Jian stepped on the "Heart of Winter" and stopped, without pursuing him.
Li Jie was still beside him, still huddled under the Qilin Bell, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.
He was afraid that when he was chasing Long Yan, Xuan Ying from the Demon Scale Clan would take the opportunity to come and kill this Tianbao Li family's weapon refining genius.
"The dragon clan is so damn strong!" Li Jie clucked his tongue and screamed: "This eighth-level flame dragon probably has the power to fight against the Immortal Realm Overhaul."
"Pang Jian, you really make our human race look bad!"
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(End of chapter)
