After the golden light was extremely bright, it instantly poured into Ao Junxie's body.
Ming Qianhe was shocked, and his palms became sweaty.
Finally, I saw that the golden light did not harm Aojunxie, but instantly sank into Aojunxie's body, and finally disappeared.
Qing Kuang breathed a sigh of relief. He was taking a gamble just now, and it was obvious that Qing Kuang won.[
Ao Junxie, who was struck by the golden light, suddenly closed his eyes, and then he saw the huge body of the hell dragon transforming instantly, with lightning and thunder, and endless bloody aura emerging, surging around his body.
The strong-eared body of the Hell Mad Dragon slowly became smaller and began to shrink under the red light.
The red light became more and more dazzling, and finally it was like a bloody sun, extremely scarlet.
The golden light became brighter and brighter, and finally it shrank violently and turned into a long red sword.
The long sword was as red as blood, as if it had been soaked in a sea of blood. It was so vivid and eerie.
"Zheng!" The sword shook violently, and a loud sword cry rose into the sky, like a divine dragon entering the nine heavens.
The crimson long sword screamed in waves, and each sword scream carried unparalleled sword energy. It seemed that it could split the sky and break through the sky.
"This is..." Mingming Qianhe couldn't help but widen his eyes.
Qing Kuang also looked at the long sword in the air with a different look. The sharp breath was like a blade, cutting his skin as if it would split.
Ao Junxie's eyes burst out with an astonishing enthusiasm.
"What a sword!" Ao Junxie was like a seductress who saw a stunning beauty taking off her clothes in front of him, or like an alcoholic who encountered a bottle of peerless wine exuding a fragrant scent in front of him.
This was the first time Qing Kuang saw Ao Junxie displaying such a strong possessive desire for one thing, as if he would not give up if he could not get the red sword in front of him.
"This... this is the Red Dragon Sword... how could it possibly appear... could it be..." Wumian looked at this strange crimson sword, with endless horror in his eyes.
Wumian shook his hand, wanting to pull the four of them out of the primitive world.
The Red Dragon Sword is the most precious treasure in the ancient world. According to legend, the Red Dragon Sword was refined with the power of one hundred and eight divine dragons. It was condensed using gluttonous food to stop bleeding. When it finally appeared, it was sharp and indestructible.
However, the Red Dragon Sword disappeared after being sealed in the prehistoric world. Unexpectedly, it appeared at this moment.
So Wu Mian's first thought was not to let Ao Junxie and the others get this legendary magical weapon.
But Wu Mian hesitated. Treasures like this are spiritual and will recognize their own master. Once they recognize their master, even the seal here may not be able to resist the opponent.
In other words, even if he pulls out Aojunxie and the others at this time, not only will it not prevent Red Dragon Sword from recognizing its master, it will actually make Red Dragon Sword become hostile to him, and even offend Aojunxie.[
Then with the powerful combat power that one or four people had exploded earlier, I am afraid that it would be even more difficult for the warriors from the evil land to regain their gathering place.
So Wu Mian hesitated, he didn't dare to bet on the future of the Evil Land.
In such a moment of hesitation, the Red Dragon Sword turned into a flash of red light and slid towards Aojunxie as fast as lightning.
Sharp Qi burst out instantly, tearing the void apart. One hundred and eight red dragons entangled in the void, condensed, turned into a stream of light, and slashed down at Aojunxie.