Subsequently, Chunjun was also swung by Meng Chuan, and another sword qi parallel to it also flew out.

The two sword qi slashed at the two water dragons impartially.

In an instant, the water dragon was split by the sword qi and shattered into a blurred mist, and the black-purple blood qi burned the entire water dragon and the power of heaven and earth it carried.

This is just the beginning, Meng Chuan kept waving the two swords in his hand, the moves were smooth and sharp, although it didn't seem to be fast, but one after another sword qi poured out, extremely beautiful.

Before the hundreds of dragons approached, most of their bodies had already been cut off by Meng Chuan, which made Ao Xun, who was not far away, look at his forehead.

She felt that when Meng Chuan cracked her trick, it seemed to be at her fingertips.

However, even if Jiang Qiudao fought against him, as soon as he made this move, Jiang Qiudao would have to work hard to crack it.

Could it be that this surnamed Meng is even more powerful than he thinks? Brother Qiudao really can't beat him?

That's impossible.

Ao Xun didn't believe it, maybe it was just a coincidence, Meng Chuan's swordsmanship was just able to restrain his own trick Thousand Dragons Battle Field.

Because there was only the last blow left, the deadline for the two moves had arrived, so Ao Xun no longer dared to hide his strength, and the power of heaven and earth on his body continued to condense, faintly showing signs of forming a white mist.

This kind of white mist is very similar to immortal power, which is also the capital of Ao Xun's reverse immortal attack.

Even if she is a feather power, she Ao Xun can cross this moat and fight.

At this time, Meng Chuan's two swords crossed and fell at the same time, and a cross-shaped sword qi also shattered the last dragon.

"Crazy woman, it's the last resort. Meng Chuan smiled lightly and looked at Ao Xun, who was constantly gathering strength.

At this time, Meng Chuan also realized that this crazy woman's next move was going to be desperate.

Ao Xun's hair was flying, and the power of heaven and earth was constantly turning into white mist, and now she was almost indistinguishable from a true feathering power.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'll kill you at the last move!"

Ao Xun said viciously, and the long-handled Pu knife in his hand slowly raised.

As the soldiers moved, around Ao Xun, what can be called "pseudo-immortal power" was also stirred.

This kind of pseudo-immortal power looks no different from ordinary mist, but as long as it moves slightly, the space is suddenly deformed and distorted by it.

The entire sea water was mobilized by it, constantly churning out earth-shattering waves.

"Up!"

With a soft snort from Ao Xun, she gently picked the tip of the long-handled slope knife.

Suddenly the wind and clouds changed color, and the sea water surged.

The sea water under everyone's feet turned into a huge dragon to absorb water in an instant, and quickly condensed towards the tip of Ao Xun's knife.

In an instant, the sea water that was enough to submerge the entire city under everyone's feet was sucked in, revealing the muddy ground that had been soaked for days.

The layer of water curtain surrounding the outside of Binhai City was also attracted, slowly converging on the tip of Ao Xun's knife.

It's just that Ao Xun made a slight movement, and when he looked at it, there was not a drop left in the ocean, and all of them converged.

A thousand-zhang dragon took shape impressively, standing between heaven and earth.

This Jiaolong is obviously not comparable to those just now, this is condensed by pseudo-immortal power, whether it is momentum or power, it is not comparable to the hundreds of Jiaolong just now.

In the face of this lifelike, angry dragon swallowing mountains and rivers, Jian Xin and Thousand Snakes, who are also psychics, have a sense of powerlessness in their hearts.

If you face the other party's moves, I'm afraid you don't even have the desire to struggle, under such coercion, no matter how you struggle to escape, you will die here.

With such a strong move, can Meng Chuan take it?

Meng Chuan's face was also a little solemn.

But that's about it.

He put Chunjun and the demon suppression away at the same time, and there was no movement.

Ao Xun looked at Meng Chuan with a fierce face, and sneered: "What's the matter, the surname Meng?

"Do you think you can't stop my move, so you just tie up and wait for death?"

As she spoke, all the dragon scale armor on her body appeared, and her whole body turned into a shining dragon again, grabbing the handle of the long-handled Pu knife with two dragon claws.

"Even if you want to beg for mercy, it's too late, you will die today!"

Ao Xun suddenly rose into the air, holding a long-handled slope knife, dragging the thousand-zhang long dragon towards Meng Chuan.

"Ang ......"

This thousand-zhang dragon looked like a living thing, and it actually raised its head and let out a long dragon roar.

The roar of the dragon alone shook the earth and cracked into countless bottomless abysses, the peaks within hundreds of miles shattered and disintegrated, and the dark clouds in the sky continued to roll like boiling water.

Then the Qianzhang Jiaolong pounced on Meng Chuan with Ao Xun's control.

Meng Chuan stared at the dragon flying towards him, and a magic weapon was mobilized by him, flying out from the center of his eyebrows and lying in front of him.

This thing is the Ghost King Seal.

After Meng Chuan sacrificed the Ghost King Seal, the blood and qi on his body also exploded instantly, condensing into a thick purple-black, and then he stretched out his hand and pointed at it, and the blood qi was injected into the Ghost King Seal without hesitation, urging this magic weapon to move.

All of a sudden, the supreme coercion in the Ghost King Seal fell like a waterfall, firmly protecting Meng Chuan behind.

In the next second, the dragon swooped over and slammed into the coercion of the Ghost King Seal, and the two began to dissolve each other as soon as they met.

Whether it is Meng Chuan or Ao Xun, as Dacheng's psychic person, the use of power has already reached the point of perfection, and the power mobilized between the two is all used to attack or disintegrate each other's moves, without the slightest waste.

Therefore, when the coercion of the Ghost King Seal collided with this dragon qi, there was no phenomenon like the heavens and the earth cracking, but the silence was terrifying.

Where the two collided, the void shattered inch by inch, and the Qianzhang Jiaolong was also crushed into mist by the coercion, enveloping Meng Chuan and Ao Xun for several miles.

In this mist alone, there was Ao Xun's immortal qi and Meng Chuan's blood qi, and after the mist sank, the ground below was sunk for several meters.

The mist formed by the battle between the two is equivalent to a dead place for people below the Divine Realm, but anyone who enters will die under coercion.

Because there are so many forces involved, even Kenshin and Thousand Snakes' perception abilities can't pass through this mist and understand who has the upper hand in the battle between the two people.

In the vast mist, only the angry roar of the thousand-zhang dragon could be heard.

After a long time, the roar finally fell silent, as if Ao Xun's move had been exhausted.

The fog began to sink to the bottom, and with each inch of sinking, the ground below was smashed down an inch, almost forming a man-made crater.

I don't know how long it took, but the fog all dispersed, and gradually revealed the situation inside.

People looked at it eagerly, and they all felt their hearts beat and shouted in disbelief.