Chapter 371: The Duel of Ancient Divine Beasts (2)

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Yan Mofan was even worse, he was thrown heavily on the trunk, and this trunk had sharp branches, which were broken when they were fighting just now, Yan Mofan was pierced in the back by the branch on the spot, and it was bloody for a while.

In order not to worry everyone, he didn't shout. If it weren't for the fact that all the veins in his body were sealed by the dragon, he might have been able to heal himself.

Because Yan Mofan was backed by the ground, everyone didn't see that he was injured.

But the spirit wolf's nose was extremely sensitive, and it soon smelled blood, which belonged to Yan Mofan's blood.

"You're hurt. "Not a question, but an affirmation.

Knowing that he couldn't hide the spirit wolf's sensitive nose, Yan Mofan whispered indifferently, "A little injury is not in the way." ”

Remembering that Senior Hua had been injured before, Yan Mofan was worried, "Senior Hua, how are you?"

Hua Xiangrong, who was already damaged in her veins, was flung by the tail of the dragon, and she only felt that the veins in her whole body were broken, and the pain was unbearable.

But in order not to worry everyone, she said she was fine.

Feiyu just happened to be able to see Hua Xiangrong beside her, although Hua Xian always had one expression, but her painful eyes and sweaty head couldn't deceive people.

"Mo Fan, it's not a way for us to be unable to move like this, if we continue like this, if the dragon falls on us, or steps on us, then we can't burp directly?"

Yan Mofan had already thought of this, but they couldn't break their seals at all, so what could they do if they couldn't move.

"Well, if only someone could break the seal for us at this time. Feiyu saw that Yan Mofan didn't speak, and knew that he couldn't help it.

For Yan Mofan and the others, the dragon spirit didn't care for a long time, it just wanted to defeat Xuanwu now.

It's a pity that the other party is stronger than he imagined. After several duels, its body was injured to varying degrees, but Xuanwu's condition was much better than it.

Could it really be that it can't win against Xuanwu? The dragon doesn't believe in such a fact, it must defeat it, and he wants to show the few humans who look down on it who is the number one divine beast.

Xuanwu thought that if he defeated the Dragon, it would give up, but who knew that it would become even more intense, and an ordinary duel instantly turned into a life-and-death struggle.

What a madman, fight to the death for such a meaningless ranking. This is Xuanwu's evaluation of the Dragon.

It didn't matter what Xuanwu thought of it, now it had only one thought, and that was to defeat Xuanwu, and it wouldn't allow itself to lose to any divine beast.

In this way, the battle situation became more and more intense, and many demon beasts and ordinary animals around them suffered from it, and they were killed and injured.

Yan Mofan felt that it was really fateful that a few of them could still live.

"Whew......"

"Hiss......"

The two ancient beasts kept shouting, each of which was extremely fierce, as if it was about to pierce the entire sky.

They were glued together and finally separated, they stood looking at each other, their eyes were full of depressed killing intent, and no one was convinced.

After a long fight, the python was also injured, and a cut was torn in its back, and the bloody appearance was shocking.

Just when they were at a stalemate, the sky suddenly darkened, and the yellow sand swept the entire sky, densely packed like changing mosquitoes, black and large.

Then came a strong wind, uprooting all the plants in the Valley of Broken Souls.

Stout hundred-year-old trees, like light butterflies flying in the sky.

Yan Mofan, who was lying on the ground, could feel that a powerful force was pushing him, and no matter how much he resisted, it would be to no avail.

Eventually, like a light boat, he was blown into the sky by the wind, and the dust rubbed against his body, stung his bare skin.

The wind grew stronger and the sky darkened, as if the end of the world was approaching.

Feiyu, who was also blown into the sky, never dared to open his eyes, he was afraid that as soon as he opened his eyes, he would fall into flesh.

"Senior Hua, how are you doing now?Can you still hold on?" Yan Mofan was most worried about Hua Xiangrong now.

Pain, pain deep into the bone marrow, Hua Xiangrong felt that every inch of her skin was pierced by cold needles, and she trembled in pain. asked Yan Mofan to talk to her, but she didn't have the strength to respond.

After not getting a response from Hua Xiangrong for a long time, Yan Mofan's heart tightened, in his eyes, Hua Xiangrong was not a hypocritical person, if she wasn't really seriously injured and couldn't speak, she wouldn't be silent.

At this time, Feiyu's voice came, "Senior Hua just fell on the ground, the situation is not quite right, now I am afraid that it will be more serious, we can't move now, and we can't take her out to heal at all." ”

The conversation between several people made Bai Yusheng fall into self-blame, and it was he who put everyone in danger.

"Everyone must hold on, I will find a way to save everyone. Yan Mofan was unwilling to give his life here.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw the thick tree that the two of them hugged rushed towards him quickly.

Yan Mofan's eyes widened in horror, just as he was about to use the spiritual power in his body to break through the seal of the dragon.

The big tree had already slammed into him, and Yan Mofan felt that his body was heavy, and the whole person fell uncontrollably.

He looked at his friends in the sky who were blown around by the wind, and his belief in rescuing them was even stronger, and he would never be a lamb to the slaughter.

"Mofan ......"

"Mofan ......"

Feiyu and Bai Yusheng looked at the people who sank to the bottom of the lake, their faces were full of horror, they couldn't believe that Yan Mofan had left them like this.

"Gurr, Gurr, Gurr......" Many small blisters appeared on the surface of the lake, and they all disappeared in a short time.

Yan Mofan, who fell into the lake, opened his eyes helplessly, he couldn't struggle, he couldn't breathe, the feeling of waiting for death, like a terrifying ghost filled his mind, making him feel extremely desperate and frightened.

The body sank more and more, and Yan Mofan's mind recalled the scenes of the past, there were masters, grandfathers, and Shen Ruyun who didn't know where to go, and many, many more.

Soon, the picture was gone again, and there was only darkness in front of his eyes, endless darkness.

Is this death? Is he really dying?

So what is the point of his rebirth?

No, he must not die like this, Yan Mofan, who was originally depressed, suddenly opened his eyes wide at the moment when his eyes were about to close, if he was forced to wait for death and fight desperately, then he chose the latter, because in the dictionary of his life, he never gave up.

Life is so precious, how can he say let it go.

Yan Mofan could feel that his life was slowly passing, and now if he wanted to live, he had to regain his freedom, and if he wanted to regain automaticity, he had to touch the seal.