The strong men of the Celestial Race moved instantly and shuttled across the battlefield like lightning. Their attack power was astonishing, and every move was enough to shake mountains and rivers. However, Qin An blocked their attacks time and time again with his superb combat skills and firm belief.
The battle between the two sides became increasingly fierce, and the battlefield was filled with the sound of swords and swords and the roar of energy explosions. The Dongshen clan fought bravely to kill their enemies and started a life-and-death contest with the Celestial clan. However, the gap in strength put the Dongshen clan at a gradual disadvantage, and the situation was precarious.
In the end, Qin An was defeated by one of the strongest men of the Celestial Race. He fell on the battlefield, and the sword in his hand slipped aside. His body was penetrated by the enemy's power, and his blood stained the ground red.
The warriors of the Celestial Clan are as precise as machines. Their eyes are cold and sharp, like cold blades, sweeping across the earth, leaving a desolation behind. Their bodies were like mountains, and the storms they stirred up during their movements seemed to swallow up everything. Their power is like thunder, and every wave carries the power of heaven and earth, which is terrifying.
The Dongshen clan resisted bravely, but they were powerless in the face of such a powerful enemy. Their bodies trembled under the powerful force, and their faces showed despair. Their eyes were filled with helplessness and sadness as they watched their tribesmen fall one after another.
Blood spurted out of his mouth, which was his life force draining away. His eyes flashed with determination.
At this critical moment, Qin An did not give up. He struggled to his feet and let out a loud roar toward the sky.
Suddenly, a bright light flashed between heaven and earth, like mysterious runes engraved in the darkness, and an indescribable power descended from the sky. It was a huge beam of light, bright enough to pierce the darkness, and powerful enough to shake the heavens and the earth. It is like the will of the gods, strong and irresistible.
In that light, a majestic pressure swept down like a giant wave. All life held its breath at this moment, and the dust and debris on the battlefield danced in the hurricane of light pillars. It was a mysterious and powerful pillar of light. It was not only dazzling, but also filled the air with a sacred aura.
The arrival of the light pillar instantly attracted everyone's attention, including those of the Celestial clan who were charging bravely. Under this pressure, their attack instantly stalled, as if they were frozen by invisible frost. Their eyes were full of horror and disbelief.
And in the center of the light pillar, a small figure slowly emerged. It was a figure, and the small figure looked even thinner under the light of the beam. But anyone could tell that it was an ancient and powerful creature. That was the figure of a pure-blooded divine dragon among the demon clan.
The dragon's eyes shine with mysterious light, as if containing the stars and the sea, full of endless wisdom and power. The dragon wings are spread out, and the sacred radiance emanates from it, as if even the light surrenders to it, showing a flowing texture. The dragon raised its head and roared, the sound reverberating everywhere, and the light beam danced in the air with its movements, as if performing a dance beyond the world.
At this moment, the aura of the pure-blood dragon enveloped the entire battlefield, and all the fighting was temporarily suspended under this pressure. It is an ancient and powerful existence, its power is enough to shock all things, and its majesty cannot be challenged. The Celestial Clan's attack was forced to retreat at this moment, their eyes filled with awe and horror.
The dragon descended slowly, showing its majesty. Its eyes swept across the battlefield, and all lives felt their insignificance at this moment. Then, it gave the Celestial Clan a deep look, a look that contained warning and intimidation.
The pure-blood Yaozi Shenlong broke through the barrier in advance, with a powerful pressure lingering around him. However, its condition was not optimistic. The dragon scales on its body were dull and damaged in several places. It had obviously experienced a fierce battle before. Although the divine dragon's eyes were as deep as the sea, they could not hide the fatigue and pain.
At this moment, a young man who was also seriously injured stumbled from the distance. It was Qin An. His face was pale, his armor was damaged in many places, and he was bleeding. He staggered and tried to move forward, his eyes shining with determination.
Destinies intersected at this moment. Their eyes met in the air, as if they had traveled through time and space and understood each other's hearts. No words are needed, their will and belief resonate silently.
Qin An took a step forward with difficulty, and then fell in front of Shenlong. Shenlong lowered his head and stared at the young man majestically yet kindly, with a strange light shining in the dragon's eyes.
Then, something amazing happened. Qin An's body was gently lifted up by an invisible force, while the dragon slowly lowered its head and hugged Qin An into his arms. The breaths of the two completely merged at this moment, like a beautiful symphony.
Above the ruins, the situation is changing, and the energy between heaven and earth is constantly gathering. The figures of Shenlong and Qin An gradually blurred in the light, leaving only a bright beam of light breaking through the clouds and reaching the sky.
At that moment, all the fatigue and pain dissipated in this strange power, leaving only endless faith and strength flowing between the two of them. The scars they endured turned into strength at this moment, creating their unyielding and tenacity.
This is the fusion of two lives, the intersection of two souls, and the collision and burning of two beliefs. Their life forces intertwined with each other at this moment, forming an indescribable force that flowed through their bodies and made them full of vitality again.
Shenlong's eyes are as deep as the sea, as if he can discern all the truths in the world. It looked down at Qin An in its arms, its eyes flashing with recognition and expectation. As for Qin An, his eyes were full of determination and determination, as if he was ready to face the future.
As time goes by, the figures of the two gradually become clearer. Their wounds have healed and their fatigue has dissipated. In its place is new life full of vitality and vitality. Their skin glowed with golden light, a symbol of pure strength and belief.
The dragon slowly unfolded its wings and completely enveloped Qin An. Its dragon breath is as gentle as jade, and seems to be able to heal all wounds. As for Qin An, his body is also full of endless power, which is stronger and firmer than ever before.
Above the ruins, golden light shines brightly. When the light dissipated, a brand new figure appeared between heaven and earth. It was a golden dragon, but it was different from any other one before. Its eyes sparkled with wisdom and determination, which was the combination of Qin An and Shenlong. It was new life and the continuation of the old soul.
The golden dragon looked up to the sky and roared, and the sound resounded through the sky.
