"Ho! Ho! Ho!"
The moment the demonic flames rose, the black dragon sensed a fatal danger. He wanted to escape, but was unable to wipe out the demonic flames.
Because this demonic flame belongs to him.
It's just that at this moment, the demon flames merged with Chen Yuan and Moro's, and were no longer under his control.
He was roaring in agony.
His voice resounded throughout heaven and earth.
"boom!"
Whenever the opponent wants to distance themselves, Chen Yuan will take advantage of this opportunity to strike forward and keep the opponent under his control. This is the way to win.
If other methods were used, even Chen Yuan was not very sure that he could really be killed.
After all, Chen Yuan had witnessed the tenacity of the divine beast's vitality with the Fire Qilin. At that time, he knew that this thing was more difficult to deal with than the monsters.
And this green dragon, no, black dragon, its vitality is even more tenacious than the fire unicorn.
Chen Yuan stood in the void, using his spiritual thoughts to drive the flames to rise continuously. As time passed, the black dragon's aura gradually declined downwards.
The whole world was shaking and shaking.
The waves rolled with the rolling of the black dragon, setting off layers of waves, the aftermath of the demonic flames, and the burning void had been distorted and deformed.
But Chen Yuan still didn't have any carelessness and was still cautious.
It is absolutely impossible for him to remove this demonic flame before it is completely severely damaged, but he must control the speed. After all, his purpose is to devour the black dragon's dragon essence, and use this to advance and break through the Yangshen.
If he failed to control his speed well and caused this black dragon to be refined to death, then he would have suffered a big loss.
While the demonic dragon was rolling, suddenly, a layer of darkness suddenly appeared on the waves below. The next moment, a real dragon that was exactly the same as the thousand-foot black dragon roared into the air.
Taking advantage of the gap between the lightning and flint, he opened his huge mouth and swallowed Chen Yuan in one gulp.
Black dragon....
There is also a backup plan!
But the gap between this black dragon and the black dragon churning in the demonic flames was really huge. Even if Chen Yuan was swallowed into his mouth, he was still holding on for dear life.
Holding two dragon teeth with both hands, he stood directly in the black dragon's mouth. Mysterious lines appeared one after another on his body. The powerful force was not swallowed by the black dragon.
"Sure enough, there is a backup plan!"
Chen Yuan's eyes narrowed. Although he did not expect the appearance of a new black dragon, he actually understood how a real dragon could die so easily.
Therefore, he is always on guard.
The moment the hundred-foot-long black dragon opened its mouth, he reacted.
"This is the fake body condensed with the essence and blood of the black dragon. In essence, it is a gathering of vitality..."
Moro's voice reached Chen Yuan's ears, seeming to tell him not to worry.
As long as the magic flame does not dissipate, the black dragon will have no chance. But if he seizes the opportunity, he will have to slowly destroy it later.
"clear!"
Chen Yuan nodded, his eyes glowed with blood-red light, and his body began to expand rapidly, like the sky and the earth, gradually opening the mouth of the hundred-foot-long black dragon.
He has smelted the sacred blood of the Fire Qilin and can have powerful power without having to transform into a Qilin Demon. However, this does not mean that he cannot transform.
On the contrary, as long as he has a thought, he can change again at any time.
However, the scales on his body will not grow again, and the horns on his head will not grow again unless he wants to.
Swell, swell, swell....
In the blink of an eye, Chen Yuan's physical body condensed into a height of several feet. A stern look flashed in his eyes, and the next moment, he suddenly mobilized all the energy and blood in his body.
"Roar!!!"
The Baizhang Black Dragon seemed to sense the danger and kept roaring, trying to use its dragon roar to shatter Chen Yuan's fighting spirit. Unfortunately, this was in vain.
Chen Yuan broke off two dragon teeth directly and forcefully.
And the moment he broke them off, the two dragon teeth also turned into flying ashes and disappeared, as if they should not have appeared in the first place.
The hundred-foot-sized black dragon roared, roaring and wanting to swallow it into its belly again, but Chen Yuan would not give him another chance. He turned around and came to the top of the black dragon's head.
Punch after punch hit his head.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
The punches hit the flesh, and the blows brought blood.
Chen Yuan vented all his power on the black dragon's head. His eyes were filled with the ultimate murderous intention. At this moment, his spiritual thoughts were completely focused on the real Qianzhang True Dragon.
He can only mobilize his own physical strength, which can be regarded as dual-purpose.
The power of the Baizhang Black Dragon was not comparable to that of Chen Yuan. Now that he found an opportunity, he quickly fell into a disadvantage. In just a short time, he was at a disadvantage.
Then Chen Yuansheng smashed the dragon's head.
Along with the destruction of the dragon head, the true body of the hundred-foot-long black dragon also collapsed inch by inch and turned into nothingness, with only a drop of pale golden blood remaining.
Chen Yuan waved his hand and collected this drop of essence and blood that condensed the true dragon's power into the space of the heavenly book.
At this moment, the thousand-foot-long true dragon was also burned to a disgraceful state, with surging demonic flames burning all over its body, burning its flesh, flesh, scales, and armor into nothingness.
Looking from a distance, it seems that the heaven and earth are a furnace and the vitality is fire, condensing a sinful dragon that has committed karma.
"Roar!!!"
As Chen Yuan got rid of the fake body evolved from the black dragon's essence and blood, his real body that was really trapped by the magic flame seemed to be in a hurry now.
He kept struggling, using up his last strength, trying to struggle, even using his physical body's energy and blood to extinguish the demonic flames attached to the dragon's body.
Suddenly, Chen Yuan frowned and looked up into the void.
Between the heaven and the earth, a gust of dark wind suddenly blew, gathering towards the black dragon. Then, Chen Yuan could see that an extremely dark light suddenly burst out from the mouth of the black dragon in the magic flame.
At the most extreme speed, he rushed towards Chen Yuan as if across time and space.
At this moment, he didn't have time to react, so he directly mobilized the power of Qi and blood and punched out.
"boom!"
There was an explosion and the void twisted, but even so, it only slowed down the dim light for a moment, but it did not stop it at all.
This is the black dragon's last blow, and it is also the most powerful blow in a desperate situation.
When he realized that he could not annihilate the bone-eroding demonic flames, he made the decision instantly. By killing him, he would be free again.
Kill him to dispel the anger in your heart.
The endless energy of heaven and earth formed a barrier in front of Chen Yuan in an instant, and then, there was a second layer of barrier condensed with blood.
but,
It was still useless after all. The faint light broke through his defense in an instant, as if...as if...this was not a level of power at all.
It is the power condensed by the black dragon's divine power. The vitality and blood of heaven and earth he has condensed are like paper in front of it, at least for now.
At this moment, Chen Yuan fell into the most critical moment.
Before he could speak, Chen Yuan's body suddenly developed blood marks, and a layer of majestic power of rules directly protected him. It was... Moro took action!
He used the power of his own rules.
But correspondingly, Chen Yuan also felt a fatal danger at this moment. His physical body could not withstand the explosion of power and was gradually cracking and healing.
It seems that the next moment, it will collapse.
His purple soul was also under great pressure, and the light on his body was restrained.
But it was still the case. Chen Yuan still didn't think it was safe. Now it was basically the last blow of the black dragon. He had to block it, because if he couldn't block it, he might
will die.
Therefore, in this thought, even though his physical body and soul had reached their limits, he still used his soul's magical power without hesitation.
The void is stagnant!
Three times in a row, the void around him suddenly turned muddy, as if it had suddenly solidified.
And that dim light that was always moving forward was finally fettered at this moment.
It started very slowly.
Moro's power of rules was like divine chains of order, directly locking the mysterious light and annihilating it inch by inch.
Finally, the void fell into silence again.
Chen Yuan exhaled a long breath, frowned, and there was still a look of shock and anger in his eyes. He had not thought about what this faint light was.
If the black dragon had such power, why didn't he use it earlier?
In this case, he can definitely be severely injured. After all, this is the blow that he can only block by activating his ultimate soul and the power of Moro's rules.
Now, his physical body and spirit have almost reached their limit. Even after Moro strangled the ghost light, he quickly took back the rules.
There is still a tendency for him to collapse.
As expected of...a real dragon, one of the four poles of heaven and earth.
At this moment, suddenly, the black dragon in the magic flame suddenly burst out with the most shocking dragon roar, and then, his thousand-foot-long dragon body quickly shrank.
The aura on his body also dropped rapidly at this moment.
It seemed that that blow had gathered almost all of his strength.
"it's over...."
Moro's voice rang in his ears, and he seemed to be relieved. At that moment, he was not very sure that he could use the rules to extinguish the ghost light.
If it fails, with that power, Chen Yuan will definitely fall directly.
Moro breathed a sigh of relief, but Chen Yuan, as the rightful owner, did not completely let down his guard because, for some reason, he suddenly felt uneasy again.
However, before he could speak, a faint light suddenly appeared in front of him. It was the remaining power of the faint light that had deceived Moro.
"presumptuous!"
Moro seemed to be angry at this moment, and appeared directly from the emperor's butcher knife. With a movement of his mind, the power of rules appeared again, but at this time... it was already a little late.
The dim light penetrated directly into Chen Yuan's spiritual platform at the moment when the rules appeared.
Chen Yuan, on the other hand, froze on the spot, a smile subconsciously forming on his lips.
Just now, when he noticed the dangerous feeling, he originally wanted to ignore the foundation and squeeze the limit of the soul, and once again stagnated the void to block the dim light.
But seeing it heading towards his tomb, he suddenly stopped.
This is... seeking death!
Ever since he set foot on the martial arts, no matter what he dared to dig into the spiritual platform, he would be seeking death, because the altar of luck deep in his consciousness could not communicate with it.
But it obviously has independent consciousness.
To put it simply...protect the Lord!
A trace of anxiety flashed in Moro's eyes, and just as he was about to say something, he suddenly saw Chen Yuan slowly closing his eyes.
...
...
In the spiritual platform, a trace of strange black energy wanted to quickly entangle Chen Yuan's soul, but its purple light emitted an astonishing light at this time.
Originally it had reached its limit, but now under the stimulation of danger, light burst out again.
The black energy suddenly froze, as if hesitating for something.
And right now.
An overwhelming coercion suddenly swept over Chen Yuan's spiritual altar, and the bloody altar hidden deep in his consciousness suddenly glowed with a powerful bloody light.
then,
A bloody air current, sudden
It appeared in Chen Yuan's spiritual platform, and after that, it seemed to be automatically tracking, directly enveloping the black energy.
"Zizzizi..."
It sounded like a hot soldering iron being poured with cold water.
The black energy seemed to have encountered a natural enemy and was quickly extinguished. Then, like an auditory hallucination, Chen Yuan seemed to hear an exclamation in the black energy:
"No...impossible...altar...holy...ah..."
The black energy disappeared into nothingness, like a ray of rain after a disaster, falling on the purple soul. The purple soul, which had been sluggish due to the weight of the rules, regained its light.
...
"Chen Yuan?"
Moro opened a distance of more than ten feet and stared at Chen Yuan warily, as if he was on guard against whether he had been taken away by the black energy.
Chen Yuan opened his eyes, and there was a light in his eyes.
He ignored Moro and fell into deep thought.
"Altar?"
Are you referring to the Altar of Luck?
Is it possible that his golden finger, which he grew up with, has something to do with this black energy?
Luck...altar?
He felt a little regretful that the voice didn't tell the whole story. Except for the beginning, he already understood that the voice was definitely not an auditory hallucination.
But a real voice.
This black air...what is it?
"Chen Yuan!"
Suddenly, another voice came to his ears. Chen Yuan looked up and saw the vigilance on Moro's face, and smiled as if nothing had happened:
"Senior, don't worry. This junior's body has not been taken away. That faint light has also reached the point where the oil has run out and the lamp has dried up. It cannot be taken away at all. It was annihilated by my Yuan Mystic Technique."
The Altar of Luck is his biggest secret. He will not and cannot leak it to anyone. Moreover, looking at Moro's appearance, he does not understand the origin of the black energy.
Moro's frown slowly relaxed. Chen Yuan was a determined person, and he had a powerful Zhiyin God. Even if he was taken away, he would not be able to control everything so quickly.
"That's good...."
He nodded slightly and asked no more questions, although he had many doubts in his heart, such as what the ghostly light was, and how Chen Yuan wiped it out.
This is an existence that has not completely wiped out the power of his rules. Under his nose, there is still a trace of power left, which is absolutely extraordinary.
But still the same sentence.
He knew that Chen Yuan had a secret.
Chen Yuan also knew that he knew there was a secret in him.
Sometimes, getting to the bottom of things is not good.
"It's quite thrilling."
Chen Yuan changed the topic and did not continue to think about other things about the Luck Altar at this juncture.
"That was probably the black dragon's final blow."
A slight smile appeared on Moro's face.
He didn't think that the Black Dragon still had any remaining strength. If that was the case, they wouldn't be able to force them into a desperate situation. It would definitely be a last-ditch counterattack.
fine,
It was blocked after all!
"yes."
Chen Yuan nodded. If he didn't have an altar of luck, it seemed that he would suddenly go from an advantage to a desperate situation because of the black energy entering the spiritual altar.
"Roar!!!"
While Chen Yuan and Moro were talking, the black dragon burned by the demonic flames once again underwent an astonishing change. The black light on his body faded like a tide.
It seemed that it was just a layer of ink that was difficult to remove.
And a trace of cyan thread on the black dragon's belly quickly lit up, gradually expelling the darkness with cyan. The black dragon's eyes were full of rage and killing intent.
But at this moment, it is... gradually becoming clearer.
"Something's wrong."
Chen Yuan nodded. He naturally discovered this, and immediately stopped the demonic flames with his spiritual thoughts, and no longer burned the trapped real dragon.
The black completely faded away in an instant, and was replaced by a touch of azure.
All the dark clouds in the void gradually faded away. Except for the gap-like demonic energy that was still venting, the sky had returned to its previous bright color.
The black dragon, no, it had transformed into a real cyan dragon at this moment, swimming around in the void, like a real dragon.
"Roar!!!"
Qinglong looked up to the sky and roared, with a hint of anthropomorphic emotion in his eyes. He stopped traveling and nodded towards Chen Yuan.
Then, he opened his mouth and spat out a Long Yuan, which was emitting cyan light and was the size of a human head, and slowly came to Chen Yuan.
"Give me?"
Chen Yuan asked in a solemn voice.
Qinglong nodded, and then turned his gaze to the emperor's butcher's knife in Chen Yuan's hand. A blue dragon soul about ten feet in size separated from his soul and penetrated into the emperor's butcher's knife.
"What on earth was that thing before?"
Chen Yuan did not rush to collect the dragon beads, but asked solemnly.
Moro also turned his gaze.
Qinglong was silent for a moment, shaking his head slowly, as if he was not sure, but then he looked up into the void and stared for a moment.
Then, an emotion passed into Chen Yuan's mind.
It was difficult for him to understand. After thinking for a long time, he frowned and asked:
"Danger, disaster?"
Qinglong first shook his head, and then nodded. Then, it seemed that he had reached the limit after the previous consumption, and separated half of the dragon soul and the entire dragon ball.
Already a little weak, the dragon's body in the void was trembling a little. He slowly raised his four dragon claws and roared into the void.
As if he was missing something, the next moment, he dived directly into the hole where the evil energy was escaping, and filled it with the dragon's body.
Then, Chen Yuan and Moro each raised their heads and saw streaks of brilliance condensed from the nine heavens, seemingly to see off the green dragon.
But to be honest, Chen Yuan is still a little confused now.
The green dragon could only convey a touch of emotion, and it was not as clear as the dragon soul in the emperor's butcher knife. Intermittently, it could only be felt that disaster was coming.
"The four extremes of heaven and earth, the divine beasts in the world."
Moro sighed softly and put his hands together facing Shenlong Island.
"Senior, maybe you understand what that blue dragon means?"
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