Hearing Mo Chen's words, Long Yan's eyes were half-narrowed, and in the depths of his eyes, the essence bloomed.

Mo Chen sneered: "The true dragon is the true spirit clan, and it is the king of the true spirit era, the heavenly body is the existence above the Shinto, but in this world, the rules of the Shinto are not there, even if you attract the nine-colored auspicious clouds and experience the baptism of Ruiqi, without the Shinto, you still can't incarnate the true dragon." ”

"Yes, I didn't make it a real dragon."

Long Yan nodded, not denying it, but there was an unparalleled confidence at the corner of his mouth, and said: "However, after all, I have experienced the baptism of nine colorful auspicious clouds and Ruiqi, and it can be said that I am infinitely close to the true spirit level, in this world, it is definitely the closest existence to the Divine Dao, and the most important thing is that I have experienced the baptism, once the rules of the Divine Way appear, I will definitely become a true dragon." ”

"Mo Chen, I should thank you, it was you who forced me into a desperate situation, so that I was able to completely integrate the nine secret treasures, stimulate the power of the secret treasures, infinitely close to the true dragon, attract the vision of heaven and earth, and the nine colorful auspicious clouds appeared, allowing me to experience the baptism of Ruiqi and go further, without you, maybe I really couldn't get to this point."

Mo Chen shook his head and sneered, "It's a pity, you can only stop here." ”

"Really?"

Long Yan took a deep breath, the slender dragon's belly began to rise and fall, his expression gradually became cold, and said, "If you can't send me to hell, I'll come back from hell and send you to hell." ”

Mo Chen's face gradually became solemn, don't look at what he said lightly, but he still didn't dare to be careless in his heart.

At this moment, Long Yan, although he is not really a dragon, has been baptized by the nine-colored auspicious clouds and Ruiqi, infinitely close to the true spirit level, once the rules of Shinto come, he will definitely be able to incarnate into a dragon, at this moment, he is definitely the closest to the existence of Shinto.

Although he didn't have many injuries, and after swallowing some genius earth treasures, he had already recovered, but at this moment, although Long Yan was not a true spirit, he was like the momentum of a fierce beast in the wilderness, and he had the posture of sweeping everything.

This battle is not easy to fight!

However, as the Nebula Emperor, how could Mo Chen be the kind of person who was afraid of the battle, no matter in his previous life or present life, which time he was not constantly walking between life and death, who could trample him under his feet.

The blood began to boil, the fighting spirit began to rise, and the never-say-die martial arts heart also began to boil.

"A lot of people also want to send me to hell, but unfortunately, in the end, they go to hell, and you, too." Mo Chen's calm words, but in those calm words, there was unparalleled confidence, as well as drum and drum war intent.

Long Yan grinned and said, "There are many people I want to send to hell, and so far, there are no exceptions. "Breaking through again, approaching Long Yan, who is close to the true spirit level, the information has returned to the peak, even in the face of Mo Chen, a giant mountain that cannot be climbed, he has infinite confidence.

Neither of them spoke again, just stared at each other quietly, the air began to solidify, and there was silence all around, only the momentum of the two was rising, constantly colliding.

The quiet space made everyone feel a strong sense of oppression.

The few remaining people, such as the Demon Martial Emperor and the Ghost Sorrow, all looked at this side with hopeful eyes, and the current situation, they were nine deaths and their lives, and the only chance of life seemed to fall on Long Yan.

Knowing that Long Yan can defeat Mo Chen, they will have a chance to live, otherwise, they will definitely die today.

"Drink!"

Long Yan was the first to let out a deep sigh, breaking the deathly silence, and a powerful sound wave broke through the air and devoured towards Mo Chen.

With this sound wave, it not only broke the peace of the scene, but also announced the beginning of the final duel between the two peerless geniuses.

Who is the first day of talent, who is the destiny of heaven, and the first battle will be known.

Under the big drink, Long Yan also rushed out quickly, only to see his figure flash, and he appeared opposite Mo Chen like lightning, and the two purple-gold dragon claws in front of him cut through the void, and they were about to tear Mo Chen.

The three-pointed two-edged war spear had been integrated into his body, and under the re-evolution, the sharpness of the true dragon's claws was by no means weaker than that of any of the nine peak Xuan soldiers, and those two claw prints bloomed in the air, oppressing the layers of space, instantly enveloping Mo Chen.

Mo Chen's face was a little pale, and the terrifying true dragon sound waves distorted the space around him, as if his entire body was about to be twisted into twists, and at the same time, the two true dragon claws pressed on top of his head like two unshakable mountains, constantly suppressing them, making him feel like he couldn't move.

"Not to mention that you are not a real dragon yet, even if you really incarnate as a dragon, this seat will dismantle you in eight pieces!"

Mo Chen shouted angrily, he was a human being in two lives, both were peerless powerhouses, along the way, what kind of genius he hadn't seen, what kind of strong enemy he hadn't fought, no matter who the enemy in front of him was, he would not take a step back, and he would have to step on it.

At this point, he is very similar to Long Yan, and it is precisely because of this that the two will become enemies and will fight endlessly.

"There is no sword in your hand, but there is a sword in your heart - four sword techniques!"

Mo Chen's eyes narrowed halfway, exuding a terrifying essence, the whole person's face was extremely calm, his hands pinched, and thousands of sword shadows suddenly appeared in the void, slashing down towards the two dragon claws.

"Boom!"

The two dragon claws were extremely sharp, and under the collision with the terrifying sword shadow, they did not fall into any disadvantage, and under the impact of the collision, they actually broke through the layers of sword shadows, and continued to tear towards Mo Chen.

Mo Chen's half-squinted eyes instantly exploded, a trace of horror flashed, and then his face sank, and the speed of pinching the trick with his hands accelerated, leaving an afterimage like lightning.

The endless sword technique came out of his hand, so fast that it was impossible to see his gestures, giving people a dazzling feeling.

"Supreme sword intent, ten thousand swords are one!"

Mo Chen's whole body was full of sword qi circling, ten thousand sword intents condensed from all directions, and above the sky, there were countless sword intents circling and dancing, and the rules of the sword filled the heavens and the earth.

Everyone was shocked in their hearts, Mo Chen's comprehension of the sword had definitely reached an unattainable height, such a powerful sword intent rule, even for many peak powerhouses, was unheard of and unseen.

Buzzing!

The supreme sword intent hovering around Mo Chen's body began to tremble, and thousands of sword intents quickly fused, and ten thousand swords merged into one, forming a sharp sword shadow.

Mo Chen's expression became more and more calm, like a 10,000-year-old ancient well, without the slightest wave, the powerful sword shadow was horizontal in front of him, and the terrifying sword intent filled all around, shaking his clothes with the wind, hunting, he held the sword shadow, but he did not move, but he only felt the strongest sword intent between heaven and earth.

Looking at this sword shadow, Long Yan's face was cold, and he said coldly: "This is your supreme sword intent, did you want to send me back to the west before?" I'd like to see if you can still send me back to the West. ”

The hideous dragon flame dragon claw waved, and several dragon claw seals broke out of the air, fused with the two dragon seals in front of them, and instantly skyrocketed several times in size, and the terrifying power seemed to increase exponentially, pressing the entire space to shatter one after another, and in front of the two of them, a huge pitch-black chasm appeared.

Mo Chen stood quietly under the sky, his expression was calm, as quiet as Mount Tai, countless sword intent rules were suspended around him, at this moment, he was like the master of sword intent, the strongest god in the sword, no one could offend, and he did not dare to offend.

He clenched the sword shadow tightly, and said coldly: "I can suppress you before, I can kill you at this moment, kill you, it's just a sword, you have seen the sword intent of this seat before, and at this moment, I will make another sword, fuse the artistic conception of all the swords between heaven and earth to send you back to the west, you are a respectable opponent, qualified to bear this sword, today, give you a death!" ”

As his words fell, all the rules of the sword were integrated into the sword shadow, and on that side of the world, it seemed that only that sword existed, and even Mo Chen seemed a little small.

Under the rules of the supreme sword intent Dao, everything seemed so small, and the sword intent bloomed, as if a dawn of rules began to shine, and the dark space that shone was all glowing.

"Supreme sword intent, ten thousand swords are one, go!"

He gripped the sword shadow tightly, swept out, and slashed at several dragon claws, the sword shadow began to tremble, like a meteor whistling out, and the pitch-black space began to stir, and the endless brilliance was dazzling in all directions.

Everyone was shocked, their hearts could not be calm, under that sword intent, they all gave birth to an incomparably small feeling, like leaves fluttering in the wind, so small, and so powerless.

Many Titled Emperors were also shocked, especially Ling Xiaoyu, who had not had the opportunity to fight with Mo Chen in their previous lives, and seeing such a powerful sword intent at this moment made them feel unmatched.

At this moment, they knew how powerful Mo Chen was, and the most talented Titled Emperor really lived up to his reputation.

"Boom!"

The terrifying sword intent faced the several dragon seals, and the aftermath of the domineering was even more fierce than the flood that broke the embankment, spreading towards all sides, the pitch-black space was spreading, the sky was constantly crumbling, and the entire strange stone forest was completely turned into a ruin, and countless cracks spread towards the ground.

The whole heaven and earth began to be destroyed at this moment.

"Bang bang bang!"

The dragon seal began to crack under the extremely strong sword intent, and it continued to crack, Long Yan's expression changed dramatically in an instant, and a breath of death began to surge, which made him extremely angry.

In a desperate situation, he finally seized the opportunity to go further, infinitely close to the true spirit level, the closest to the existence of Shinto, the original strength greatly increased, allowing him to regain his original infinite self-confidence, thinking that he could sweep everything, turn defeat into victory, destroy Mo Chen, and sweep away this huge mountain.

But under this supreme sword intent, he felt the breath of death again, and gave birth to an incomparably small feeling, as if the giant mountain had become bigger again, still blocking in front of him, making him unable to climb over.

"Damn Mo Chen, are you really my nemesis?"

Long Yan was furious, his face became very hideous, and he roared: "Even if you are broken today, I will kill you and completely smash your mountain!" ”

The aura on his body suddenly soared, climbing to the strongest, and the rolling dragon power gathered from all directions, absorbing all the power of the rules, and a golden dragon phantom extended from his body, hovering above him, like a clone.

"Decide to die, True Dragon's Fury!"

Long Yan roared violently, the rolling dragon power seemed to shuttle through the limitations of time and space, shuttling from the ancient true spirit era, Long Yan's body rose to the sky, and the dragon phantom broke through the shackles of heaven and earth, gradually consolidating, as if it was really shuttling from the ancient true spirit era, crushing down.

The majestic dragon power was mighty, raging across the sky, and the terrifying sword intent was rampant, crushing everything.

The two extreme powers are facing each other, and they want to break out into the final showdown, decide the final life and death, and decide the destiny of heaven.