Chapter 1198 Sword Immortal Will

"Heavy!"

In mid-air, seven giant fire dragons roared towards Song Yan.

At this moment, Song Yan suddenly raised the Mohei sword, and the Potian Zhenyuan in his body began to operate according to a special law. For a moment, with his body as the center, a special breath spread around.

Feeling this breath, for some reason, the ugly man couldn't help but feel an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart.

Subconsciously, he pinched a formula and shouted sharply: "Explode me!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The seven giant fire dragons exploded at the same time. Immediately, fire waves and air waves radiated at an extremely fast speed, engulfing a radius of two kilometers in an instant, and Song Yan was in the center of the explosion.

As for the spectators on both sides, they had already retreated further away.

But everyone's eyes were fixed on the center of the fire wave. Under such a huge explosion, could Song Yan still survive?

At the same time, those veterans looked at the ugly Taoist with a little more awe in their eyes in the late stage of distraction, secretly thinking, they are indeed worthy of their reputation, and the strength of this ugly Taoist has reached its peak in the late stage of distraction.

In a blink of an eye, a quarter of an hour passed.

The blazing fire wave finally extinguished, and the previous hill disappeared under the sweeping fire wave, and a radius of two kilometers was turned into a piece of red ashes.

Except for the ugly Taoist floating on the edge of the ashes, Song Yan was not seen.

"Young master!"

Qin Xiaoyu mourned in a low voice, with tears in her eyes.

Tianlao tried his best to search for Song Yan's trace in the ashes, but in the end he still found nothing: "Could it be that the young master really...?"

He didn't dare to continue imagining.

And the faces of the four distracted guards who acted as guards were also very ugly in the later stage. I am afraid that it will be difficult to explain to the fourth prince when they go back this time. Fight alone in the later stage!

"That kid died like that?"

Liu Yi and the others from the Tiandao League stared wide-eyed, thinking that Zhang San and Li Si's vengeance would be avenged, they all felt a surge of joy in their hearts.

And Tuoba Feng's face was a little more angry, that guy died, what should Xian'er do?

"Quick, find Mo Heijian and that kid's storage spirit ring!"

Someone yelled, and then the big guy rushed towards the ashes.

But at this moment, a figure flashed, and Song Yan's figure suddenly appeared, still unscathed!

"Why aren't you dead?"

Seeing the sudden appearance of Song Yan, the ugly Taoist felt that his whole body was not good. Although the Dawei Fire Dragon Seal was powerful, the fire dragon carried his consciousness and half-completed true energy every day.

Therefore, the nine fire dragons had already consumed nearly half of his true energy, and he hadn't killed a single post-out-of-body stage after consuming nearly half of his true energy, so his mood was naturally not much better.

And the group of cultivators who rushed towards the ashes also retreated after seeing Song Yan "resurrected from the dead".

"Why isn't this kid dead!" Zhao Wu gritted his teeth, looking extremely unwilling!

"My lord is fine!" Qin Xiaoyu smiled through tears.

"Young Master, how many unknown abilities do you have?" Tianlao said with a meaningful smile, and the four disciples also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Song Yan is fine, so they don't have to be punished when they go back.

The Mohei sword in Song Yan's hand was raised again: "As the saying goes, it's indecent to come and not to go, ugly Taoist, you also take my trick!"

That inexplicable aura pervaded again, feeling this aura, the ugly Taoist was very uncomfortable!

Subconsciously, he released a defensive magic weapon to envelop himself, and at the same time, quickly pinched with both hands.

A giant fire dragon appeared!

Two giant fire dragons appeared!

Three giant fire dragons appeared!

…………

Nine fire dragons appeared!

"Kowloon is one, lore!"

Nine giant fire dragons rolled and roared in the air, turning half of the sky red. The next moment, these tumbling fire dragons suddenly merged together and turned into a huge monster with a length of one hundred feet.

The two horns on the top of the head, the red eyes the size of a basketball, the five pairs of ferocious scale claws under the dragon's belly, and the fiery red scales on the dragon's body are all clearly visible.

A huge dragon's power also spread out, covering the entire sky and the earth. Qin Xiaoyu, whose cultivation base was only in the early stage of distraction, had a tendency to lose his footing under this dragon's power.

In the mid-stage of distraction, a group of people felt even more stiff, knowing that they were thousands of meters away from the battlefield.

And those faces in the late stage of distraction became extremely dignified, secretly thought, this ugly Taoist is much stronger than expected, as far as the fire dragon he created, unless the fit master comes here, no one present can break it!

"Go to hell!"

The ugly Taoist pinched two seals one after another, and then pointed at Song Yan, the giant dragon got the order, and when the dragon tail swung, it appeared in front of Song Yan, opened its mouth wide, and suddenly bit him.

"Miexian! Break it for me!"

Facing such a huge dragon, Song Yan didn't back down, and the ink black sword in his hand slashed heavily towards the huge dragon.

"when!"

With a loud noise, the ink black sword slashed heavily on the dragon's head, but the dragon was unscathed. At the same time, it angered the other party. Its mouth suddenly closed, and it was about to swallow him into its stomach.

But at this moment, the ink black sword in his hand suddenly burst into a jet of black light, and at the same time, Song Yan felt the ink black sword in his hand tremble violently, as if it was about to fly out of his hand.

"Buzz!"

The Mohei sword was trembling, and a wave of will suddenly flowed into his body from the sword body, and rushed into his sea of ​​consciousness in an instant.

"This is?"

This will suddenly exploded in his sea of ​​consciousness, and immediately, countless figures appeared in front of Song Yan's eyes.

These figures all come from one person. He holds the ink black sword and swipes it out time and time again. The trajectories are different every time, but there is one thing in common, which echoes the Dao of Heaven and Earth.

"Crack!"

The fire dragon's bloody mouth closed and swallowed Song Yan into it.

But Song Yan, who fell into the dragon's mouth, closed his eyes, quietly comprehending the figure's sword technique, sword intent, and sword way.

I don't know how long it has been?

one day!

Still a year!

Or longer!

Song Yan suddenly opened his eyes, and found that he had fallen into the belly of the dragon, surrounded by extremely hot flames, and the extremely hot temperature seemed to burn him into a mass of ashes.

In this regard, he was not nervous at all, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Just now, he was taught the remaining will of the Black and White Sword Immortal in the Mohei Sword, and his comprehension of the way of the sword has directly improved to a large level.

The next moment, he swung the ink black sword in his hand.

Godless! ! !

The first form of the Heaven-shattering Sword Art!

boom!

As soon as the sword came out, the sky and the earth went dark, and all the surrounding flames went out unexpectedly.

"break!"

The Mo Hei sword was raised again, and a space crack was suddenly torn out. Song Yan stepped into the space crack with a flicker, and when he walked out again, he had already come to the outside world.

As soon as he turned his gaze, he locked on the ugly Taoist.

At this moment, the ugly Taoist stared at him in amazement, his eyes were full of disbelief, he never dreamed that Song Yan could break open the belly of the dragon, for a moment, a wave of despair surged in his heart, and even the trick was killed If this kid is not dead, what else can he use to defeat him?