Who has ever seen the magma flowing in the sky?

Normal people would not dare to imagine it, let alone witness the flames soaring into the sky, filling the turbulent magma with a dark red color.

Rushing!

The five extremely violent flames render fierce and domineering.

The figure in green clothes walking in the air, in the flames, the body of the old dragon bell, the white-haired face, contains an indescribable awe-inspiring majesty.

Terrible!

A mouth-shattering silence!

It is like a terrifying lifeform that controls nature's volcanic magma, driving to the mountain gate of Chihu Lanzong, with a surging heat wave, permeating people's hearts with a terrifying ferocity.

"Huang Zixian. ”

"Slandering the Qingshan Sect without permission is a felony. Ning Moli's face showed unprecedented indifference, as well as a hint of hideousness.

After speaking.

One of the five flame streams, suddenly lit up his eyes, put the finishing touch, and endowed him with a wonderful and self-evident spirituality, just looking at this flame stream with life-like cold eyes, staring at the Chihu Lan Sect.

Woo!

A cry.

The sound was followed by a riot in the air, meandering three times and five times, spinning south, south, north, west, and north, and this flame current accelerated to the point of exceeding the speed of sound, and slammed into the Chihu Lanzong.

"Hmph. ”

Huang Zicheng snorted coldly, and his right palm was in the sky.

Hula!

The palm of the palm began to gather air, absorbing the air that stretched for hundreds of meters, like a strange scene of flying sand and rocks, the air flowed in the palm, and the dust swirled in the hand, and finally formed a chaotic hurricane.

Looking at it from afar.

He seemed to have torn off a white cloud with his right palm through the tremor of his internal force, and then fit his own technique.

"If you want to add sin, there is no excuse!"

"Ning Moli, I respect your feats and respect you as an elder. But you slander me casually, it's too much. ”

Huang Zi rode the strong wind and pressed straight forward.

Bang!

The pitch-black hurricane pressed into the rioting flames, and there was a mysterious collision, and the surrounding air was churning, and the white air flow could be described as colorful.

It is like a flash flood erupting, and it is full of monstrous momentum.

The air oscillation between the collision of internal forces alone is like tearing cotton silk, producing a violent wind that can blow ordinary people away.

Side.

The frail disciple was silent, staring at him in astonishment.

"Harness the power of nature and use it for yourself. The black-haired old man sighed with emotion: "This is the true peak of the Martial Sect Realm, and the endless and solid internal force allows them to fight fiercely for a long time. ”

Hearing this, Chen Xi couldn't help but be moved.

After all, he had not yet advanced to the Martial Sect Realm, and he was not qualified to know many secrets, his eyes flickered, and he asked in a low voice: "It is still the Martial Sect Realm, and it is so powerful...... So, what about the Martial Sect?"

The black-haired old man was stunned.

Above the Martial Sect.

It is a realm unimaginable for human beings, and it is also the foundation for human beings to maintain their existence, and only the Martial Sect Realm can know the secrets above the Martial Sect.

Because the survival of mankind is at stake, we must be cautious.

With this in mind.

The black-haired old man helped Chen Xi and took two steps back: "When you advance to the Martial Sect Realm, you will be qualified to learn all this." ”

"Yes. Chen Xi looked at the sect master Huang Zicheng who was standing low in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but ask: "I have also heard of the name of Ning Moli, what does it mean to fall into the mortal dust?"

Falling into the dust?

The black-haired old man was silent for a while, and then said in his ear: "Because Ning Moli used to be above the Martial Sect. ”

What the?

Chen Xi was shocked, and his heart trembled.

These people standing at the forefront were all Martial Sect Realm elders, and they were more emotional than shocked. The elders and disciples in the back were dumbfounded, and their bodies froze in shock, like sculptures.

Incredible force!

The intense images that come into view of them are beyond their imagination, like the inexplicable power of nature.

Magical!

The lord of a sect, Huang Zixian, formed a hurricane with his palm, facing the crimson flame current.

This is the terrifying existence on the land of China. Throughout the entire Jiangnan Province and even Anhu Province, there are only a handful of Martial Sect Realms that have reached the peak limit, which can be called a divine dragon without seeing the end, and it is not at all a mysterious level that ordinary people can touch.

What is martial arts, this is martial arts!

When the technique reaches an extremely high and profound realm, conforms to the laws of nature, and then consolidates the substance of internal forces, many great forces can be evolved.

......

"Huh?"

"What are these?"

The young and beautiful female disciple tilted her head, and the whole person was already stunned in place, her thinking and consciousness almost stopped turning, and she was at a loss.

Side.

A bewitching female disciple with a goose egg face, long hair and waist-length lips and beautiful eyes, also fell into the big shock of the sky and the earth at this moment, and the spiritual concept collapsed almost half.

Click.

The teacup fell to the ground and shattered in half.

As if it was heralding a change in his outlook on life, if it weren't for Ning Moli personally climbing the mountain to ask for his guilt, Rao was a disciple of the Chihu Lan Sect, and he would not be qualified to witness this kind of force with his own eyes.

"It's horrible. ”

"Look at that flame, it's like flowing lava. We were standing hundreds of meters away, and there was a heat wave coming in our faces. ”

"Silence, don't say much. ”

"The sect master will undoubtedly win, with both palms holding the substantial wind, even if it is a solid building, in front of the sect master, I am afraid it is just a pile of scrap copper and rotten iron. ”

Some people pretend to be calm and talkative.

But in any case, the fierce battle between Ning Moli and Huang Zicheng can be called a rare picture in the world. If it is circulated on the Internet, I am afraid that no one will believe it.

Because.

This kind of scene is really very different.

After a brief moment of silence, Ning Mo took two steps forward and stood in front of Han Dong, his arms stretched out to the sides, bulldozing them flat, and opening his palms.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The flame stream that hit Huang Zicheng and was consuming with the hurricane dissipated instantly, and Ning Mo, who was dressed in green clothes, left behind him, and a blazing light rose like the sun taking off into the sky.

The flame burns violently, absorbing everything.

The temperature rises rapidly, scorching the air.

As wisps of smoke rose from the air, the five flame streams suddenly swelled a little, followed by a roaring sound, and the five flame streams began to change extraordinarily, igniting the five pairs of eyes and turning into five dragons that went out to sea in anger - the finishing touch.

Wow!

Quietly, the audience was silent.

Whether it was an Martial Sect Realm elder or a disciple, everyone looked up at Ning Moli in green clothes, his gaze was completely frozen, and his face was as stiff as dirt.

Emotions are tumbling, thoughts are trembling.

In the face of this scene, no one can maintain calm or calm, all of them are panicked, like ants crawling on the ground, looking up at the gods high above the nine heavens.

Below.

Han Dong also opened his mouth: "The sky is above." ”

The corners of his eyes twitched twice, and his face was a little difficult...... Rao is one person has overwhelmed a sect, and he has only swept the realm of military generals, while Shizun Ning Moli is a constant pressure sect in the true sense.

Moreover.

Han Dong felt scared and seemed to have palpitations.

Ning Moli, who was inside the five flame dragons, seemed to be a terrifying existence from the sea of fire, and any flame dragon that was swimming could burn himself in an instant.

In other words.

It is estimated that when Ning Moli was sick, he was also trying his best to restrain himself.

Otherwise, throwing a flame dragon at your finger is enough to destroy a street, and the heat wave alone can turn Suhe City into a dead hell.

Airspace.

Five flame dragons, all surrounding Ning Moli.

This is an indescribable picture scroll of hope, each flame dragon has cold eyes, and even forms a sinuous body, on which there are non-existent scales, like a real dragon descending into the world, so that myths are no longer legends, so that reverie is no longer empty.

"Huang Zixian. ”

Ning Mo stepped into the air, carried his right hand, and gently pressed down with his thin left palm: "Do you have the courage to slander my sect, but don't you have the courage to admit it?" I can't catch it, I'll slaughter you all over the door today!"

Anyway.

Wufang Yanlong - Pro!

Between heaven and earth, there are only five dragon-like flames that patrol the earth, and it seems that magma flows between the roars, and when it roars, it is like a dragon coming to the world, instantly penetrating a distance of 100 meters, scorching the air, burning the mud and rocks of the mountain road, flowers and trees-

All gathered in front of Huang Ziyan.

"What?"

"The Five Directions Flame Dragon above the martial arts!?"

Huang Zicheng was so frightened that he almost fell into the air, but when he sensed it carefully, he understood that this was a simplified version of the Wufang Yanlong, and he was relieved that he couldn't deserve the power of the year.

Hum.

What are you who have fallen into the dust?

Just as Huang Zicheng sneered, a stern reprimand came to his ears: "Fool, quickly run the Chilan Technique, otherwise you will be seriously injured if you don't die!"

He knows.

This is a voice from the depths of the sect.

And the master of the stern voice is the existence above the Martial Sect...... All large sects have the existence of martial arts sects, which is also the fundamental difference between large martial arts sects and small martial arts sects.

"As for it. ”

Huang Zicheng frowned, feeling resentful.

But the lion fighting the rabbit still tried his best, and under the reminder of the elder of the sect, he was surrounded by a red wind, almost forming a wind barrier, and spread wildly in all directions, facing the five flame dragons in the rioting world.

In an instant—boom!

In the impact, there were hundreds of twisted shocks, broken air waves, and chaotic overlaps, forming a splashing air flow around it, and the mountains with a radius of hundreds of meters were like rice paper tofu, messy.

Click.

The doorpost of the stone mountain gate cracked a crack.

Fragmentation, the second ...... Article 5...... Article 10...... In an instant, the mountain gate engraved with the four big characters of Chihu Lanzong collapsed, stirring up a wave of dust.

Meanwhile.

Ning Mo returned from stepping into the air and landed in front of Han Dong.

He looked deeply into the depths of the Chihu Lan Sect, his eyes were cold, and he turned to leave, and Han Dong followed obediently.

"Alas. ”

"It's a bit too strong, how can this make the apprentice fight back?"

Han Dong, whose face was stern, was trembling in his heart, and he followed Ning Moli quickly, his mind was still a little confused, and he couldn't figure it out for the time being.

He really couldn't think of it.

The seemingly skinny master Ning Moli has the power to break the thunder and lightning, and even has the force to rise to the sky.

What is a mere fire chain, a fire cage?

Compared to the five-sided flame dragon that had just rioted in the air and was blazing, everything was overshadowed. I'm afraid that small volcanic eruptions in nature are nothing more than that.

But the problem is.

Shizun is so strong, when will he be able to overpower Shizun?

Han Dong was both a little sad and a little excited—the power of the martial arts that derived flames from stepping into the air was truly incredible.

......

About eight kilometers away.

The cold winter wind blew across the earth, but it couldn't blow a single white cloud.

Inside the slightly thin white clouds, there was a middle-aged man with skin like crystal jade, his eyes flashing with purple.

"Old man Chi. ”

"You Chihu Lanzong...... Don't want to live anymore?" Yu Liming stood up and stood inside the thin white clouds, having a conversation with the Martial Sect of the Chihu Lan Sect.