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Chapter 502 Fighting

The fire dragon flew into the sky, and a black and red unicorn dragon broke through the sea of ​​blood and let out a high-pitched dragon roar. The terrible pressure came, and the temperature suddenly rose by unknown degrees. Even the edge of the sea of ​​blood began to burn. The sea of ​​blood was burned by the flames, and slight blood-colored steam evaporated.

The earth fire unicorn emitted an infinite golden red light from behind, as if a rising sun was rising.

The true man Lianlong's face changed wildly, he quickly pinched the magic tricks, the blood dragon roared wildly, and dozens of blood dragons rolled to form a large formation, blocking him.

Blood and golden red competed, and in an instant, the entire sky was occupied by these two colors. The sea of ​​blood and flames were fiercely "fighting". The spells of the two real people had not been really activated, but were just brewing, and the city of Guangdu was turned upside down!

Finally, a golden red light rushed out of the mouth of the Earth Fire Unicorn Dragon and rushed towards the Blood Dragon Array. The sun rose to the east and everything was burned!

The blood dragon wailed and flew back in all directions. The entire formation suddenly collapsed under the finger of the sword from Donglai. The Dragon Refining True Man was shocked by the recoil force and flew backwards forty-five miles.

The fire dragon roared, and after rising and diving in the sky, it turned into a human form.

The real person Haoyan sneered, his voice as if it were yellow bells.

"Some juniors dare to be so arrogant in front of me? They are also 'Guizang Jian Pavilion, how dare you?' Why don't we dare?!"

Zhenren Haoyan is a senior figure. When he became famous, Zhenren Lianlong was not sure where he was, so he was fully qualified to say this.

The blood dissipated, revealing the people inside. Standing beside Zhenyue Zhenren and Nanming Zhenren were Liuhe Zhenren, Sanjiu Zhenren, Meilu Zhenren, Guanghan Zhenren and Youfei Taoist, no! Now it should be called Youfei Zhenren!

When he saw the true man Youfei, Song Mingting was stunned. Because he had no idea when Taoist Youfei was promoted to the Dao period. In his previous life, Taoist Fei held the Dao Ceremony, which was a year later.

Why is there another difference? Song Mingting frowned secretly. However, compared with the second soul of Master Haoyan and Master Feng Lu’s true cultivation, there is nothing different about Master Fei. After all, my Taoist ceremony can be postponed, right? Maybe Master Fei was promoted to my Taoist period early in his previous life, but it was only a year later that my Taoist ceremony was held.

But no matter what, it is a good thing for Youfei to promote My Dao Period. The combat power and the induction date of My Dao Period are completely incomparable. In addition, the battlefield will be in Guizang Mountain at that time, and Youfei’s real person has the advantage of the territory. With the blessing of various formations, the strength that can be exerted far exceeds that of the new Dao Period. At that time, it is possible to fight one against two or even one against the crowd!

The true man Lianlong stopped his body, his face was shocked and angry.

Once the true man Haoyan achieved the Yuanming period, even his second soul had risen. Although his strength was less than the Yuanming period, he was close enough, so that the late-stage master of the Dragon Lien is not his enemy. Just the true man Haoyan is worth two real people, including the Blood Shadow Sect and the Dragon Lien.

However, although Zhenren Lianlong was shocked and angry, he refused to admit defeat.

"You Guizang Sword Pavilion are still too busy to take care of yourself, but you even joined forces with Rulong Society. Are you crazy?!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Let's see the truth under our hands! Today, if I don't kill one or two of you, I will not be surnamed Xiao!" Master Haoyan's violent temper ignored the threat of Master Lianlong.

"Old guy! Do you really think I'm afraid of you?!"

Neither side talked much nonsense and started to do it quickly.

The real person's fighting is earth-shaking with just a little action. Both real person's fighting is enough to razor a hundred miles to the ground, not to mention that the thirteen real persons are fighting together at this moment. It is not an exaggeration to say that the sky collapses and the earth breaks.

If it weren't for the fact that Haoyan Zhenren and others had deliberately led the battlefield to a high altitude, I'm afraid that tens of thousands of monks in the city would have died under the aftermath of the battle.

"Junior brother, are you okay?" Song Qingyi flew over.

"It's okay, what else is going on? Is it okay?" Song Mingting said in the sky.

In the sky, hundreds of miles were occupied by various powerful magical magic. The sky was filled with thick colorful clouds of different colors, which were the clouds of vitality condensed by different powerful magical magic. Fierce waves of magical power came from the clouds. Even though they were thousands of meters away, Song Mingting could still feel the destructive power contained in it.

"Situ was a little injured, and everyone else was fine." Song Qingyi said in a muffled voice.

Unlike the embarrassment of the people around him, Song Qingyi was not even confused, his face was not flushed or breathless, and his condition seemed to be even better than Song Mingting. He had been promoted to the middle stage of Rongyue and maintained the formation, which was not a problem for Song Qingyi.

"Let's save people first."

Although sword cultivators are not good at healing spells, they are relatively unfair. No matter how bad they are, they are at least better than most of the cultivators in the Rulong Society in Guangdu City. They can save one. As for the battle, they can no longer get involved.

In the battle between the thirteen real people, even if the real people who participated in the war were in danger of falling, they would seek death if they came over. Song Mingting was not worried that the five real people from the Blood Shadow Sect could make a fuss.

Eight to five, as Haoyan said, this time the Blood Shadow Sect will have to save one or two lives.

Song Mingting was thinking this way, and the battle above changed.

After a shocking scream, a shocking and angry shout suddenly came from the clouds.

"Damn it! Invisible Sword Qi!" This was the voice of one of the real people in the Blood Shadow Sect. Then the real person shouted again: "I'm injured, come and protect me!" He said anxiously, obviously he was seriously injured.

"Yun Jian! You are at least in a daze, you are going to be the master of Lifeng. You are actually playing sneak attacks?! Are you shameless?! I really didn't expect that your Guizang Sword Pavilion has fallen to this point. It would be fine to bully the few, but you even sneak attacks. Is this the sword path of your Guizang Sword Pavilion?" Zhenren Lianlong asked in shock and angrily.

In the clouds, the laughter of Liuhe Zhenren came.

"If you want to refine dragons, you don't want to be labeled like this. This sect wants Li Feng to be an assassin. Now Junior Brother Xuan Jian is just practicing his swordsmanship. How can he say that he is despicable and shameless? As for the more to bully the few? Why, you are only allowed to do it in the Blood Shadow Sect, but I am not allowed to do it in the Guizang Sword Pavilion?"

At this point, the five real people of the Blood Shadow Sect had already retreated. The strength of the real person Haoyan and others had exceeded their expectations, especially the real person Haoyan, whose strength was close to that of the real person Yuanming period. Now, with a elusive real person Xuan Jian, they had no chance of winning at all.

Originally, the few people were thinking about their own reputation, and they could not escape without fighting when they saw eight real people on the other side. But now, the few people have no reputation in their hearts, and it is important to save their lives.

In the city, Song Mingting withdrew his gaze and never paid attention to the battle above. The defeat of the Blood Shadow Sect Master is a foregone conclusion. Now it depends on how many people Haoyan Master and others can kill each other.

If they couldn't even keep one person, then it would be a joke that they would be so magnificent in Guizang Sword Pavilion, and they would be building a plank road openly and traveling to Chen Cang secretly.
Chapter completed!
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