However, at this moment, a huge fireball of multiple colors with a diameter of ten meters was suddenly cut through by a sharp sword light!
The fireball cracked and the flames dissipated. Fu Dong stood inside with a long sword in his hand, somewhat embarrassed, with a weak smile on his lips.
"Miss Ling, I really underestimate you."
He had noticed her level early on. She was a sixth-level great martial artist, five levels lower than herself.
He originally had a good impression of her and wanted to let her go, so when he faced her before, he only used five points of his strength.
"For Ningxi." There was a hint of tenderness and determination in Fu Dong's eyes, and he pulled out two long blue-purple fire dragons from the palm of his hand, "I promise that I will fight you with all my strength!"
Ling Luo's eyes suddenly widened.
The Abiyan Prison, which was more than ten times more powerful after her improvement, actually only caused Fu Dong's robe to be burned, but he himself did not suffer any real damage, and even cut through her flames with his sword.
The opponent was stronger than she imagined.
The blue-purple fire dragon pulled out from the palm of Fu Dong's hand was three thousand feet long and ten feet thick. The dragon was majestic and extremely ferocious.
When the base dragon transformed into the dragon soul form, his body was only ten thousand feet tall. It was really surprising that Fu Dong condensed such huge ghostly fire twin dragons with just one person's strength.
"Big brother! Come on!"
"Big brother! We must win!"
"Big Brother! You are the strongest!"
The disciples at the Holy Fire Hall suddenly saw hope again, and they all shouted out to cheer.
In the sky above the entire Dawu Arena, two blue-purple fire dragons of ghostly fire were hovering. Fu Dong slowly raised his hand, with a cold look in his eyes, and waved lightly in the direction of Ling Luo.
"Hoo-o-o-"
The dragon's roar resounded through the sky, and the huge martial arts arena shook. The ghostly fire dragon received the command of its master and violently attacked in the direction of Ling Luo.
At this moment, Ling Luo stretched out his right hand, and a red-black fire-sealing bead suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand, and said sternly: "Prison, obey my call, open!"
The huge red-black ancient extreme fire formation pattern, with the fire-sealing beads as the formation eyes, suddenly appeared on Ling Luo's hand, shining with a dazzling divine light.
The wind was surging, the wilderness was rushing, thunder and lightning, and the noise was endless. A black ancient extremely fire dragon with a length of ten thousand feet suddenly jumped out from the center of the formation and shot straight into the sky.
Prison appeared in the form of a dragon soul, and then let out a shocking roar, mercilessly crushing the voices of the two ghostly fire dragons.
Many second- and third-generation disciples couldn't bear the pressure of such a violent real dragon, and their eardrums burst and they fainted.
Among the six branch halls, only the elders of the first generation and the hall masters could withstand this dragon roar that destroyed the world.
"The real dragon has appeared!" I don't know which elder shouted first, "The real dragon that appeared over the royal capital half a month ago is him! It's him!"
The elders of the first generation and the six hall masters all became excited. They raised their heads and looked at the prison above the nine heavens with extremely reverent eyes, and the blood in their bodies flowed backwards.
Fu Dong's two ghostly fire dragons lowered their noble heads under the lustful power of the ancient extreme fire dragon, and crawled tremblingly.
A divine dragon swung its tail and knocked those two purple-green guys away.