"Xuanyun!"

At this moment, Yan Li's heart was injected with a warm current that was so strong that it almost cried.

The firelight re-illuminated the heaven and earth, and reflected Ji Xuanyun's indifferent face. His right fist stretched back, and the phantom of the Burning Phoenix faintly appeared, allowing him to cross the impossible time and space at an incredible speed and come to Yan Li's body.

Facing the light of the vision of the giant skull, he was undaunted, and pushed out with the ice palm of his left hand without any fancy fancy.

Taking the palm surface as the starting point, I saw that the void was quickly frozen towards the waves, and the appearance of a frost dragon was faintly frozen, and the freezing sound of "click" was too fast, showing different degrees of waves, like the sound of a dragon moaning in the bowels.

Boom Boom!

The Frost Dragon slammed headlong into the Waves, causing a continuous explosion.

In fact, the nature of the two is completely different.

The former is a true element that is as heavy as a mountain, and the latter is just a liquid true qi.

The gap between them cannot be calculated.

If it weren't for the power of resentment, Yan Li would never be able to compete with it.

What's more, what about Ji Xuanyun?

If it weren't for the fact that the "Feng Wu" on his right fist always provided a strong thrust, he would have been knocked out as early as the beginning of the collision, and it would not be surprising that he was unlucky enough to be shocked to death by the force of the rebound.

The division of a practitioner's realm into realms follows absolute iron rules, not for the sake of sound.

Rao was like this, and the Frost Dragon was also destroyed several times, and despite Ji Xuanyun's efforts to mobilize his true qi, he only managed to maintain two breaths.

After two breaths, he couldn't help but snort and flew backwards, passing out halfway through.

The momentum of the wave light paused slightly, and he rushed towards Yan Li with a more violent attitude.

Yan Li gritted his teeth and lifted off the cliff to block it.

Without resentment, how can he stop it?

I'm afraid that if you touch it, it will be gone.

At this critical moment, his real name, the Purple Sword, finally rushed into the sky.

The Heavenly Plains immediately surged, and a huge amount of star source power was mobilized, condensed, and brewing.

At the same time, all the swords of the Heavenly Plains.

That is, Li Yong's broken snake sword, Yu Qiuyu's thirteen que, and the cliff.

They were all swept into the air.

The momentum of the three swords is somewhat lacking.

But at this moment, the Eight Heavenly Dragons were quietly lying to the side, without any abnormal movement.

"No!" the lone eagle roared, only to feel the circle around his neck shrink inch by inch.

The Purple Sword, that is, the Sword Master himself, couldn't even see the existence of the Shadow Demon, and in a radius of thousands of miles, all his true names were annihilated into ashes in an instant.

With its existence, there is no room for other real names to be concrete.

Lone Eagle's real name is the Shadow Demon, and he used the Shadow Demon to be bound by the Circle of God in his place. At this moment, the shadow demon disappeared, and he lost the effect of the stand-in, and he was naturally beaten back to his original form, and even the stunts he took with him and the stunts he performed through the law domain also disappeared invisibly.

Yan Li's chest circulated the fundamental meaning of the third part of the "Taibai Sword Sutra" and the "Eight Heavenly Dragons", and read in a low voice, "All things are gods. The sword qi is through the underworld, under the world, the sword intent is subtle, in the world, the sword is through the gods, and it is above the world......"

Yan Li ran the scriptures, and the eight heavenly dragons that were originally in a corner suddenly went berserk, and the number of millions was confused, and they were crazy around the sword master.

In an instant, it was like a group of demons dancing wildly, all kinds of roars, roars, and strange screams erupted in unison, but it was useless, under the powerful magic power of Jingyi, and under the strong restraint of the first-class sword master, it was irresistibly snatched up.

The reason why they are said to be grabbed is because each of them can gather a different amount of star source power.

The power of these star sources was plundered by the sword master and used to give empowerment to the host.

This is the unique empowerment method of the Yanfu world, the Eight Heavenly Dragons, and it is the only method that has relied on the gathering power of the spirits since the beginning of the cultivation era.

An existence like the Eight Heavenly Dragons has long gone beyond the scope of ordinary cognition, and as the Lord of the First Age, just like the ancestral witch, the spirit is always circulating in the world.

As long as the world exists, this empowerment will continue to be handed down.

However, cultivating this method in Yan Li's situation can only be controlled by a first-class sword master.

Because Yan Li was entangled by a curse, the eight heavenly dragons above his head were not summoned from nothingness, but were truly entrenched in his soul.

Just think about it, if it is another real name, even if it is Yan Shiyi's dragon birth nine sons, at most it is on an equal footing with the eight heavenly dragons, and it is completely impossible to suppress it.

"All things are God. The sword qi is through the underworld, under the world, the sword intent is subtle, in the world, the sword is through the gods, and it is above the world......"

Where there are disadvantages, there are advantages.

Since it is not a summoned phantom, how huge is the power of the star source that can be condensed by the true will of the Lord of the First Age?

The lone eagle reached out and tried to pluck the circle, but was screamed by electricity, and he lowered his hand and looked up at the sky.

Within the full range of the eye, all the power of the star source was drained away without a trace, and it condensed into a huge palace above Yan Li's head.

What is the concept of a palace condensed by the power of the stars?

Lone Eagle gasped for air, and then a strange smile appeared on his face.

He slowly got up, hunched his back slightly like a walking corpse, tilted his head to stare at Yan Li, "Do you think your body can withstand their squeezing?"

Yan Li glanced at him expressionlessly, but didn't pay attention.

In fact, Lone Eagle's cognition is wrong.

Not all methods are "empowerments".

A palace like that, not to mention that Yan Li's body can't bear it, even if Ji Xuanyun and Yu Qiuyu, who have already achieved the body of a human immortal, bear it together, and they can't fully digest it.

Yan Li's problem now is that he knows that Lone Eagle's cognition is wrong, but he doesn't know what to do next.

He thought that he had thoroughly understood the fundamental meaning of the "Eight Heavenly Dragons" and knew what it was trying to express, but no one had ever taught him empowerment, let alone the "Eight Heavenly Dragons", a method that no one had ever done before.

"I know, you don't know how to continue. ”

The lone eagle laughed sharply, like a living dead, walked over step by step, raised his hands, and looked like that, as if he was going to strangle Yan Li in the past.

But when he walked into Yanli Sanzhang, he was bounced away by an invisible force.

Undeterred, he got up and continued.

Five or six times in a row, his body continued to twist as it rebounded, becoming more and more inhuman.

When it came to the sixth time, he finally stopped, and a sinister smile appeared on his still intact face, "To tell you a secret, this seat has actually been assimilated by the shadow demon a long time ago. ”

"So what?" Yan Li hadn't found his next step.

"No," Lone Eagle smirked, "I just want to tell you that the place you stand in is also the Death Realm of the Throne. ”

He spread his hands as if to summon something.

The next moment, I saw one undead after another, breaking out of the devastated battlefield.

The resentment is in the sky, and at this moment the power of the undead occupies the earth.

Lone Eagle's laughter was no longer human, but his words were still clear and powerful, "Death, no life and hell!"

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