The spiritual pressure continued to vibrate, stirring up all the gravel debris under his feet, and the demonic fire couldn't help hovering around the Fury Dust Knife, but under the blessing and guidance of the Fury Dust Knife, it gradually condensed into tiny demonic fireballs, densely distributed around the Fury Dust Knife. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It's not that it's going to be wrapped around the Angry Dust Knife, in that case, it's going to follow the old path of Xingyan Slashing, let alone creating anything.

The Demon Fireball broke away from the Fury Dust Knife and gradually coalesced together, forming a smooth and detailed Demon Fire Face that looked from a distance.

Point into surface, surface into object, this is the most basic step in the creation of physical objects, no matter what is created, this point cannot be skipped.

And now, determined to create a dragon out of the wind and dust, naturally cannot cross this most basic step.

Soon, several faces composed of magic fireballs appeared in front of Feng Chen, and then turned into various parts.

"As a dragon, first of all, the size must not be too small, otherwise, it will look too small!" Fengchen thought secretly in his heart.

As a result, the magic fire sphere, which was originally only a few square meters in size, increased its area again under the insistence of the wind and dust.

And this increase not only completely drained all the spiritual power in Fengchen's body, so that Fengchen could only press his broken body on the angry dust knife inserted in the ground, so as to support his already weak body.

"Is there only so many raw materials?" The two eyelids couldn't help but roll down, and Feng Chen reluctantly looked at all the magic fireballs he had summoned in front of him, which had grown to several times the size of the original, covering the front of him, overlapping several layers.

"That's enough, even if you can't make such a shocking volume, it shouldn't be too shabby!" finally put his mind at ease, and Fengchen did not hesitate to use the little remaining spiritual power, and began to use the raw materials of the magic fireball in front of him to carry out the configuration of the creation. And this step is also the last step from the formation of a new martial art of Fengchen.

"First of all, the head, as the most important dragon head, must be delicate, and it must also be hard! If even the head is not strong enough, then isn't this dragon a joke? So," as soon as the divine consciousness turned, several demon fireballs in front of him were immediately grouped together, and countless demonic fireballs gradually formed a huge mixture of one meter square, and then began to undergo delicate deformation.

"In addition to the head, there is another important point, and that is the limbs, or four claws, of this dragon!" As a dragon composed of a dragon for attacking, it is absolutely impossible to attack without a sharp weapon.

And as a dragon that only relies on physical attacks, in addition to teeth, perhaps the most important thing is the sharp four claws.

Therefore, "You must condense into four steel claws that are enough to split mountains and the ground, otherwise, your attack will be too weak!"

While thinking like this, several more demon fireballs flew out of the pile of magic fireballs in front of him, and then quickly condensed into a cluster of convergent magic fireballs. Moreover, under the manipulation of Fengchen's divine sense, the distribution of these demon fireballs was accurate to the extreme, and they quickly condensed into four huge claws that were more than half a meter long. As for the tip of the claw, which represents the sharpness of the extreme, it is extremely compressed by the wind and dust, and the volume is almost so small that it cannot be seen with the naked eye, and it is composed of demonic fire. A normal magic fireball exploded, potentially killing a Soul Gathering Second Transformation Cultivator in an instant. And the tiny magic fireball that has been compressed to the extreme may not be as good as the normal magic fireball in terms of range, but in terms of power, because it is compressed to the extreme, it has the power to easily blast through the defense of the four cultivators of the Gathering Spirit, and it is even more terrifying.

Moreover, this only represents the only magic fireball at the tip of the four claws, and on these four claws, there is no doubt that countless magic fireballs have been condensed, although they are countless times larger than the tip in terms of volume, the power is still very considerable.

Don't look at it in detail, the speed at which the wind and dust condense this dragon seems to be very slow, but in fact, all the previous steps were completed in a very short period of time. And in this short period of time, whether it is a young cultivator as an opponent or a star picker as a teammate, they have also had their own different actions.

The young cultivator's actions were very simple, just continuing to provide a large amount of spiritual power to the golden giant sword in mid-air.

It's just that, looking at the golden giant sword that is about to move, no one can guarantee when this golden giant sword will fly out, and it will hit the two people on the ground who are almost breathless.

The young cultivator is so leisurely, and as Fengchen's teammate, after seeing Fengchen's struggle, Caixing's face also flashed with a look of solemnity and determination, and the longbow in his hand slowly opened, and streams of spiritual power instantly poured into the longbow, and then burst into brilliance.

"If this was a forest where we could communicate, the outcome would have been very different!

This is the true thought of Caixing's heart, but it is not reflected in that handsome face, everything is very profound.

The only thing that is not low-key may be the bow and arrow in the hand of Cai Xing, which is shining brightly at the moment, like a round of scorching sun.

And under the light of this scorching sun, the face of the half-elf archer Cai Xing turned pale.

Just like Feng Chen, who barely stood up with the angry dust knife on the side, he obviously held a terrifying bow and arrow in his hand, but the star picking at this moment gave people the feeling that they were falling down as soon as the wind blew. And this feeling is not only from the pale face, but also from a more accurate way to find out: from the breath of the stars.

Although it is not as obvious as Feng Chen's panting, as long as you pay attention, it is not difficult to find that Cai Xing's breath at the moment is disordered to the extreme, and there is almost no discipline to follow, except for the better camouflage, it is almost the same as Feng Chen.

So, why did the stars become like this? The reason is very simple, because the spiritual power of the stars is also exhausted at this moment.

This arrow, it was definitely different from the fiery red Burst Arrow! The light of this arrow was countless times brighter than the Bursting Arrow, and the aura it emitted was also countless times more powerful than the Bursting Arrow, and the spiritual pressure was also even stronger.

There is no doubt that this is the final blow of Cai Xing, because after this arrow is fired, no matter what the result is, Cai Xing will not have any spiritual power left. Even if there are more powerful moves, without spiritual power, it is naturally impossible to release them.

Therefore, "If you don't gamble on this move, maybe you won't even have the chance to continue gambling, right?" Looking at the golden giant sword hanging high in the sky, as if a butcher knife was on his neck, the shining longbow in Caixing's hand was gently raised, and the arrow in his hand that was already a golden light was pointed at the golden giant sword.

"Scorching Sun Golden Radiant Arrow!" With a soft shout from Caixing, the arrow in his hand that radiated like the scorching sun instantly vibrated a fiery red spiritual wave, slashing through a fiery red trajectory, like a meteor, and quickly blasted towards the golden giant sword in mid-air.

At the same time, the cohesion work on the wind and dust side has finally come to an end.

Looking at the dragon in front of him, which was more than ten meters long and nearly one meter thick, the black scales seemed to be shining, and the wind and dust had no reason to feel the urge to cry: although it was only for a few seconds, it was indeed not easy to condense this dragon.

"I'm afraid, I only have the power to release it now!" Looking at the Demon Fire Dragon in front of him, although he had successfully condensed, he was crawling on the ground, motionless as if he had died, and Feng Chen couldn't help but think with some emotion.

But even so, "Since it has been condensed, we must let it shine!" With this in mind, the Wind and Dust Divine Sense unleashed the last vestige of residual spiritual power to inject the only trace of vitality into the demonic fire dragon in front of him.

Then, under the injection of this only trace of vitality, the Demon Fire Dragon, which was originally prostrate on the ground and motionless, exuded a trace of dangerous aura all over its body! And the pair of dragon eyes that were originally closed also opened their eyes at this moment.

It was a pair of blood-red eyes, which were completely different from the pitch black color around them, as if they were burning with endless anger.

He didn't give too many or too complicated orders to the Demon Fire Dragon, because the remaining spiritual power of the wind and dust at this moment was simply not enough to do these things. The order made by Fengchen was very simple, with only one word: "Rush!"

I don't know if I understood the true meaning of the word Fengchen, or if I just woke up and wanted to show off my might.

Opening his blood-red eyes, the Demon Fire Dragon, who had just learned about the world, made his first reaction after the order of Fengchen came: raised its proud dragon head and roared angrily at the sky that was almost hidden by the brilliance of the golden giant sword.

Of course, this roar could not be the earth-shattering sound of a real dragon's roar, it was just the sound of the magic fireball exploding, disguised to the extreme, although there was a slight hint of a roar, it was always lacking.

And after this imperfect roar, the pitch-black Demon Fire Dragon did not hesitate, with the order of the wind and dust, against the gaze of the wind and dust, the four claws suddenly kicked to the ground, tearing the earth at the same time, the huge body of more than ten meters long, also under the rebound power of this grasp, jumped up, and attacked the golden giant sword in mid-air.

"I can't imagine that you can use that kind of flame to condense such a terrifying creature!" Looking at the Demon Fire Dragon condensed by wind and dust, even if it was a young cultivator, he couldn't help but feel a burst of surprise in his eyes. Although he had seen the ever-changing power of the Wind and Dust Demon Fire, most of the things that had been condensed before the Wind and Dust were simple creatures, and the workmanship was still lacking.

And now, this demonic fire dragon, not to mention the power of spiritual pressure, the aura it exudes almost made the young cultivators feel a trace of danger. Even the workmanship of this Demon Fire Dragon was meticulous to the point of amazing the young cultivators.

"Pieces of dragon scales are carved lifelike, this is almost already a craft, and it is used as a battle, it is simply a tyrannical thing! Anyway, since this thing has fallen, then let me destroy it completely!"

And the golden giant sword above his head seemed to feel the change in the young cultivator's mentality, and began to tremble uncontrollably.

And even this slight tremor continued to oscillate with bursts of spiritual power fluctuations, turning into rounds of clearly visible pale golden light waves, gradually spreading out, and finally escaping between heaven and earth, disappearing.

It was against this fluctuation of spiritual power that the golden giant sword gradually changed its position: from the constant rotation at the beginning, to the current point of the sword pointing directly at the wind and dust and the stars on the ground, and the attacks launched by the two people at this moment: the fierce attack of the demon fire dragon, and the arrow that shone with the brilliance of the rising sun.

"Heavenly Sword Fury, crush them!" As if lamenting and praying, the young cultivator's voice sounded softly, making Fengchen and Caixing's hearts tremble, and at the same time, they also saw the golden giant sword hanging in the air, and finally moved.

As the so-called quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit, accompanied by the young cultivator's soft sigh, the golden giant sword seemed to be injected with infinite power, stirring up a wave of spiritual waves that were enough to overturn the wind and dust and the stars, and quickly crossed a golden trajectory in mid-air, splashing the golden light in the sky, and facing the wind and dust and the scorching golden arrows of the stars.

I saw a dazzling flash of brilliance to the extreme, and the three spiritual pressures suddenly impacted together, instantly stirring up a powerful aftermath, which quickly spread out in all directions, completely sweeping everything within a radius of dozens of meters. Not to mention ordinary shrubs and grasses, even those ancient trees that have grown for tens of millions of years have been broken off their rhizomes under the impact of these three spiritual pressures.

As for the wind and dust that had exhausted all spiritual power, and the star picking that had almost exhausted all spiritual power, under the impact of the strong aftermath that shook in this instant, it was directly shocked and flew dozens of meters away, and then it was buried by the remains of the broken wood, and life and death were unknown.

And the blows of Fengchen and Caixing, the Demon Fire Dragon and the Scorching Sun Golden Radiance Arrow, but at the moment of the confrontation with the Heavenly Sword Fury, they forcibly intercepted the golden giant sword one after the other. Immediately after, before the golden giant sword burst out with all its power, the Demon Fire Dragon and the Scorching Sun Golden Radiance Arrow, as if they had already had a tacit understanding, exploded one after another at this moment, releasing endless power.

The Scorching Sun Golden Radiance Arrow exploded without hesitation, but the Demon Fire Dragon was different.

The moment he clashed with the golden giant sword, the dragon head opened his bloody mouth and directly bit the blade of the golden giant sword.

Then, without waiting for the magic fireball that was the dragon's head to explode, the four claws of the demon fire dragon were as fast as lightning at this moment, and they grabbed the golden giant sword like lightning, although they failed to make any holes in the golden giant sword, but thanks to this move, the demon fire dragon actually wrapped its entire body around the golden giant sword, and almost wrapped this giant sword, which was much smaller than itself, around three layers inside and three layers outside, leaving no gap for the golden giant sword to breathe.

After wrapping around the golden giant sword, barely giving the young cultivator a chance to react, the demonic fireballs on the demonic fire dragon's body began to tremble: this was a sign of an explosion. Then, when the scorching golden arrow successfully hit the tip of the golden giant sword and exploded, the demonic fire dragon that was entangled in the golden giant sword also suddenly exploded at this moment.

In an instant, the sky was filled with demonic fire generated by the explosion of the demonic fire dragon, burying everything in a large area around it, including the golden giant sword, and everything was reduced to pitch black.

Because of this, the results of the battle were buried, so that people could not directly see the results of the battle with the naked eye.

However, when the demonic fire in the sky dissipated, a touch of golden light overflowed, and the result of this competition was impressively placed in front of us.

The dragon of the demon fire coerced the scorching sun's golden arrow to the wrath of the heavenly sword, the result of victory and defeat, the wrath of the heavenly sword won!

Wind dust and star picking, within three moves, the result is: fiasco!

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