Chapter 1122: Entering the Holy Flame Hall (1)
However, at this moment, a huge multi-colored fireball with a diameter of ten meters was suddenly cut through by a sharp sword light!
The fireball cracked, the flames dissipated, and Fu Dong stood inside with a long sword in his hand, a little embarrassed, with a weak smile on the corner of his lips.
"Miss Ling, I really underestimate you."
He had already noticed her level, a sixth-order great martial artist, who was five levels worse than himself.
He originally had a good impression of her and wanted to let her go, so when he duel with her before, he only used five points of strength.
"For Ning Xi." Fu Dong's eyes flashed a trace of gentleness and firmness, and two long blue-purple fire dragons were drawn from the palm of his hand, "I promise that I will use ten strength to fight against you!" ”
Ling Luo's eyes widened suddenly.
The Rhinitis Prison, which had been improved by her and more than ten times more powerful, only burned Fu Dong's robe, and he himself did not suffer any physical damage, and used his sword to cut through her flames.
The strength of the opponent is beyond her imagination.
The blue-purple fire dragon drawn out of Fu Dong's palm, the body is up to three thousand zhang, and the thickness is ten zhang, the dragon is mighty and extremely fierce.
When the cheap dragon turned into the form of a dragon soul, his body was only ten thousand feet, and Fu Dong only fought with the strength of one person to condense such a huge double dragon with ghost fire, which was really amazing.
"Senior brother! Come on! ”
"Senior brother! You have to win! ”
"Senior brother! You are the strongest! ”
The disciples on the other side of the Holy Flame Hall suddenly saw hope again, and shouted in unison, cheering and cheering.
Above the entire Great Martial Arts Arena, there were two blue-purple fire dragons with ghostly fires circling, Fu Dong slowly raised his hand, his eyes were cold, and he waved lightly in the direction of Ling Luo.
"Whoa—"
The dragon's roar resounded through the sky, and the huge martial arts arena shook, and the ghost fire dragon was commanded by its master and attacked wildly in the direction of Ling Luo.
At this moment, Ling Luo stretched out his right hand, and suddenly there was a red-black sealing fire bead in his palm, and said sharply: "Prison, obey my call, open!" ”
The huge red-black Ancient Extreme Fire Formation, with the Sealing Fire Bead as the array, suddenly flashed out on Ling Luo's hand, flashing with a dazzling divine light.
The wind is surging, the great wilderness is rushing, thunder and lightning, and the hustle and bustle is endless. An ancient Extreme Fire Divine Dragon, which was black all over its body, suddenly jumped out from the center of the formation and soared straight into the nine skies.
Hell appeared in the form of a dragon soul, and then let out an earth-shattering roar, mercilessly crushing the voices of the two ghostly fire dragons.
Many second- and third-generation disciples, because they couldn't withstand the pressure of such a violent true dragon, their eardrums swelled and burst, and they fainted straight up.
In the six branch halls, only a generation of elders, as well as the hall masters, can withstand this earth-destroying dragon roar.
"The real dragon has appeared!" I don't know which elder shouted first, "The real dragon that appeared in the sky above the royal capital half a month ago is him!" That's him! ”
The generation of elders and the six hall masters were all excited, holding their heads high and looking at the prison above the nine heavens with an extremely reverent look, and the blood in their bodies flowed backwards.
Fu Dong's two ghost fire dragons were under the obscenity of the ancient extreme fire god dragon, and their noble heads were grounded, and they trembled.
A dragon swung its tail and whipped the two purple and cyan guys away.