The monstrous heat wave hit, and Yang Qian only felt that he was in the furnace. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although there was a protective barrier set up by the Eight Desolation Fire Dragons, the blazing temperature still made Yang Qian cry bitterly.

Stepping on the ground is like an extra soldering iron under his feet, hot and hot, like roasting him on a fire.

"It's going to burn people!" Yang Qian scolded in his heart, if he could, he really didn't want to stay here for a moment. Quietly running the frost sword qi, a cold aura suddenly spread around his body. The scorching heat eased a lot.

Woo Woo ......

The name of the sword sounded from the Pointing Heaven Sword, resounding throughout the abyss.

The powerful coercion came, and Yang Qian's body trembled, as if a mountain was pressing on him, making it difficult for him to even take a step.

A strong resistance prevented Yang Qian from approaching the Pointing Heaven Sword, and as he approached the Pointing Heaven Sword, the coercion became greater and stronger, and the fiery aura became stronger.

The dazzling firelight swam around the sword body of the Pointing Heaven Sword like a fire dragon, active and enthusiastic.

One step, two steps, three steps......

Under the tremendous pressure, Yang Qian had forgotten the passage of time, he didn't know how long time had passed, and he didn't know how many steps he had taken, and finally he was only an arm's length away from the Heavenly Pointing Sword.

Hum!

Yang Qian snorted, under the pressure of the Pointing Heaven Sword, Yang Qian's face was already extremely pale and bloodless.

It's like, if you're seriously injured or seriously ill.

"Hold him!" The Eight Desolation Fire Dragons eagerly urged Yang Qian.

It seems that Yang Qian is a little slower, and it can't wait.

Yang Qian ignored the Eight Desolation Fire Dragons, and in his eyes, there was only the Heavenly Pointing Sword that exuded a fiery aura.

He slowly stretched out his palm and slowly approached the Pointing Sword.

A nameless resistance prevented Yang Qian's palm from making contact with the Knuckle Sword, but after some resistance, Yang Qian finally grasped the hilt of the Knuckle Sword.

Zizizizi......

The moment Yang Qian held the hilt of the Fingering Heaven Sword, he made a sizzling sound, black smoke floated up, and Yang Qian only felt an incomparably hot burning sensation coming from his palm, and then he smelled a smell of barbecued meat.

Yang Qian's heart shook suddenly, and when he looked down, he saw the Pointing Heaven Sword, the blazing temperature, which burned his palms almost instantly!

Yang Qian snorted, and was about to let go of the Fingering Heaven Sword when Long Lao's voice sounded again.

"Don't move."

Then a soft cold air invaded Yang Qian's body from the blue water dragon abyss, and finally gathered on the palm of his right hand holding the Knuckle Heaven Sword.

The cold breath hit, and it was extremely comfortable.

The hot breath was instantly extinguished, and the pain between Yang Qian's dark colors disappeared with it.

"Thank you, Elder Long." Yang Qian thanked Long Lao while saying that he generally said that the Heavenly Sword was clenched a little.

"Pull it up!" The voice of the Eight Desolation Fire Dragons became a little more eager, and there was even an irrepressible fanaticism.

Yang Qian's expression was serious, completely ignoring the voice of the Eight Desolation Fire Dragons, and asked Long Laodao, "Now, is it okay?" ”

"Pluck!" Long Lao's answer was unusually simple.

A trace of resolute light flashed in Yang Qian's eyes, he shouted, held the hilt of the sword, used force in his arm, and then drew the sword violently!

Drink!

However, the Kneading Sword did not move.

Nail to the ground, as if it had taken root.

At first, Yang Qian thought that his strength was not enough, so he increased the strength of drawing his sword a little.

However, the Heavenly Sword remained unmoved.

"I don't believe it!" After drawing his sword several times and failing to do so, Yang Qian was already sweating profusely and sweating profusely.

But the tenacity of not admitting defeat in his bones aroused Yang Qian's competitive heart.

The spiritual power frantically gathered in his arms, his feet stepped apart, his center of gravity sank, and Yang Qian almost used all his strength, the last pull!

"Up!"

Yang Qian burst into a shout, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and he drew his sword with all his might.

Rumble!

Powerful spiritual power fluctuations swung out from Yang Qian's arm, and a huge force was exerted on the long sword.

"Boom ......"

The Pointing Heavenly Sword finally trembled.

And its slight tremor erupted with infinite power, causing the ground to tremble violently, as if an earthquake had occurred.

Boom Boom Boom ......

The ground shook, then cracked in all directions, centered on where the Pointing Sword was.

ClickClick......

The subtle cracks in the ground slowly spread and expanded, becoming longer and wider.

It's as if the whole ground is about to shatter completely.

Sonor!

The Fingering Heaven Sword let out a loud sword roar, and the sword body trembled violently, and then a majestic force erupted from the sword body, surging along Yang Qian's arm.

Yang Qian's face changed, and he secretly said that it was not good.

Just as he was about to let go of his hands holding the Knuckle Sword, it was too late.

Rumble!

The terrifying power directly shook Yang Qian away, and Yang Qian only felt a tightness in his chest, and his blood was agitated, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

The body flew upside down, like an arrow from a string, shooting towards the surging magma around it.

Yang Qian tried his best to control his body, hoping that he would be able to stop.

However, people in the air, without a focus point, can not do anything at all.

In the process of flying upside down, Yang Qian caught a glimpse of the surging and blazing magma out of the corner of his eye, and said in his heart: If it falls into the magma, it will definitely be wiped out, and there will not even be ashes left, and it will melt directly......

Seeing that Yang Qian was about to fall into the magma, the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon moved.

"Tiny human, you're too weak......"

The Eight Desolation Fire Dragon seemed to be a little disappointed, and with a swing of the dragon's body, a huge dragon claw pierced through the void and reached out, grabbed Yang Qian, and rescued him from the brink of death.

Yang Qian exhaled a long breath, and his back was already dripping with cold sweat.

In mid-air, Yang Qian's gaze cast in the direction where the Heavenly Sword was.

I saw the Heavenly Sword shoot up from under the ground with a clang, and the tip of the sword went vertically downward, suspended in mid-air, above the infinite magma.

Brilliant red light bloomed from the Pointing Sky Sword, brilliant and dazzling.

Sonor!

The Knuckle Sword spun in a circle, and then, in the blazing magma below, bits of fiery and bright fire elements floated up, all gathering towards the Knuckle Blade.

"That's?" Looking at the unbelievable scene in front of him, Yang Qian was dumbfounded.

However, this is only the beginning, and the next scene is even more thrilling and unforgettable.

Boom Boom Boom ......

The magma surged like seawater, and then, the magma condensed into an arm-sized column of magma and swooped towards the Kneeling Sword.

The Pointing Heaven Sword seemed to be extremely excited, and the sword roared constantly.

Then, the Pointing Heaven Sword frantically absorbed, and the magma that shot in.

"It's actually absorbing lava. Is this how the rigidity of the most yang is forged? Yang Qian was shocked.

The temperature of the lava is frighteningly high, and ordinary metals melt away when they touch it.

However, the Pointing Sky Sword actively absorbs magma.

This is too perverted, isn't it?

What kind of material is that Heavenly Sword?

Even if it's 10,000 degrees Celsius, can't it melt it?