The dragon head shook his head and said, "Don't worry, let's take a look, it stands to reason that that kid shouldn't be so easy to defeat." Didn't he say it last time, he now has the means to deal with a cultivator in the Spiritual Silence Period, and Lan Mingjian is just a half-step Spiritual Silence Stage cultivator, so it is not a problem for him. Let's take a look at it again, and if there is still no movement after another minute, let's make another move. ”

Ling Tian nodded, his gaze staring straight at the faint blue flame in mid-air. At this moment, surrounded by that dark blue flame, Leng Xuan did not suffer any damage, on the contrary, he still enjoyed it. The flame summoned by the Lan Ming Sword was a feminine flame, and it was very cold. And the flame bred by the Nine Yang Casting Divine Technique he cultivated was the fire of the most rigid and yang in this heaven and earth, and when the Nine Yang Fire came into contact with the cold blue flame, it was like a combination of the opposite sex, blending with each other. And Leng Xuan also used the magical effect of the Nine Yang Casting Divine Formula, and was transforming the cold flame into pure true qi and absorbing it into his dantian little by little.

And about this, it was obvious that Lan Mingjian didn't expect it, so he also desperately spawned the energy of the dark blue flame, which made Leng Xuan's transformation and attraction speed also increase a lot faster.

In less than a moment, Leng Xuan only felt that the true qi in his body was extremely full, and he suddenly let out a long roar of pleasure, and at the same time, the Nine Yang Fire on his body suddenly burst out in all directions, instantly breaking away all the blue flames covering his body. Lan Mingjian's face suddenly changed slightly, but before he had time to think about it, Leng Xuan had already controlled the Nine Yang Fire and rushed over. The scorching flame made Lan Mingjian frown, he quickly recalled his sword, and then pointed his long sword at Leng Xuan in □□.

However, when Lan Mingjian's long sword touched Leng Xuan's Nine Yang Fire, the flame immediately spread along the sword. Lan Mingjian was about to make a move, when he suddenly heard a loud roar coming from Leng Xuan's mouth, causing his figure to pause for a moment. And in the blink of an eye, the flames had already invaded the hilt of the sword. After Lan Mingjian came back to his senses, he suddenly felt a pain in his palm, and he involuntarily let go of his five fingers. And Leng Xuan didn't stop there, discarded the long sword he had snatched, and bullied forward again, and the dragon descending staff slammed out, striking straight at Lan Mingjian's chest.

However, Lan Mingjian's reaction was also extremely fast. When the dragon staff was about to touch his chest, he put his two fingers together, and suddenly turned into sword fingers, and tapped the tip of the dragon staff. Leng Xuan only felt a dark energy coming, and the dragon descending staff in his hand also shifted to the side, just avoiding the vital part of the Lan Ming Sword. At this moment, Leng Xuan's moves were already old and could not continue, so his body changed and he flew to the ground. And Lan Mingjian also fell to a position ten meters away from him, far away from him. Lan Mingjian glanced at the long sword that had fallen to the ground, and then with a wave of his hand, the sharp sword immediately flew back into his hand.

Looking at the scars on the palms of his hands, Lan Mingjian suddenly laughed and nodded: "You are really powerful, you can actually hurt me with your strength in the late stage of heartbeat, it seems that I still underestimate you." So, I'm going to give it my all, you have to be careful. When the words fell, his long sword shook, and the momentum on his body was like a volcano, and it suddenly exploded, and the momentum was amazing.