Dragons are in the sky, and black clouds are pressing the sun. The mysterious man stood on the top of the mountain, silently. The wind howled, sweeping his cloak, and the dragon's roar overlapped, shaking the silence of his ears.

And he faced the tyrant dragon that filled this sky, and calmly and forcefully stretched out his hand. It was a wrinkled, withered arm that, when protruding from the gap in the sackcloth cloak, looked like a withered branch growing from a man's body. But the mysterious man used such a withered arm to slowly spread his palm towards the tyrant dragon in the sky. The spread hand was empty, but in a strange moment, everything around seemed to have changed something.

The wind stopped. Dust, falling. The sound of the leaves of the forest became dim, and the flowers and plants of the earth stopped swaying. The mountains were silent, the earth was silent, the sky was silent, and all the air was silent. Unfathomable and unpredictable in an instant, the entire eastern part of Qianjiangling suddenly fell silent.

Even the roar of the tyrant dragon that once reverberated between heaven and earth was unbelievably quiet! Above the sky, more than a hundred tyrant dragons were in shock. They didn't know why, but suddenly they subconsciously silenced their roars. The dragon's palate was as stiff as iron, and its vocal cords were frozen like ice, so that all the roars stopped in an instant.

It was so terrifying that they didn't feel any murderous aura, or even any hostile aura, but their roars stopped at the same time in an instant. None of them were attacked, nor were they harmed, but their mouths suddenly lost their voices. It was as if some power beyond their comprehension had been unleashed invisibly.

However, the Tyrant Dragons couldn't think much or react too much, they just instinctively became angry in the blink of an eye. Anger burned in his body, bringing out the powerful and furious power in his veins. The moment the flame that symbolized anger burst out in the pupils, the tyrant dragons all broke through the invisible restraint one after another, and the ability to make sounds was restored in the stiff dragon palate. At the same time, the keen dragon instinct also broke through the blind spot and sensed the hostility hidden between heaven and earth.

As a result, more than a hundred tyrant dragons instinctively lowered their gazes, and countless angry pupils stared at the figure on the top of the isolated mountain. They finally noticed the mysterious man in a sackcloth cloak standing on the top of the hill in front of them. It was him, that man, who was encroaching on their supreme tyrant majesty with strange power.

The violent dragon roar fell in the air, like an invisible giant fist that shook the entire sky. The fury continued to rise, turning into fiery dragon fire that condensed in the mouth of the tyrant dragon. They want to spit out the dragon fire, and use the most blazing heat and energy to destroy the arrogant and hateful ant, so that he will remember with death that the majesty of the tyrant dragon is inviolable.

On the ground, Xiang Yu had already stopped the pace of Wu Qi chasing after him. When the sand and dust fell invisibly, his figure riding a black horse also stopped dimly. At that moment, he was thinking about calling out to the man on the top of the mountain to let him escape quickly. But what happened suddenly shocked him. The momentary silence between heaven and earth, the silence of all things without exception, and the roar of more than a hundred tyrant dragons stopped, how powerful it is to do all this. Xiang Yu couldn't think of it, and he couldn't figure it out, but the mysterious figure spread his palm lightly, and all this happened in an instant.

Is it a coincidence? Impossible. Xiang Yu didn't believe that at such a serious and critical moment, there would be such an incredible coincidence. However, he also did not have the ability to comprehend what was happening in front of him. He could only ride on the black horse that had stopped, and looked up with a shocked face and a stagnant gaze, staring at the mysterious man who was standing on the top of the hill.

He saw that more than a hundred angry tyrant dragons had begun to condense the flames, and in a few moments, a terrifying dragon fire feast would erupt in the sky. And he didn't know how the silent mysterious man wanted to deal with this earth-shattering thing. But at the end of Xiang Yu's silent gaze, the mysterious man did not continue to be silent. The old man's palms were still spread out in the air, feeling the temperature of the dragon fire in the air, and the whispers of heaven and earth.

The mysterious man finally raised his eyes and hid them under his cloak, and the eyes that had gone through the vicissitudes of the sea and the mulberry fields were as bright as lamps that had been burning for thousands of years. He stared at the raging flames brewing in the mouth of the tyrant dragon in the sky, as if countless fiery red lotuses were about to bloom in a black cloud that had no sky. But he was calm, holding his breath, and the light in his eyes did not shake a little.

"Fire—" The mysterious man's gaze was silent, but his voice had fallen out of the air, "Flame." The withered old palm of the spread out rose upward, and the moment the sound fell, the hand also hovered at the same moment, and the tyrant dragon in the sky violently opened the dragon's palate, and the blazing dragon fire bloomed like a red lotus, and with an incomparably fiery momentum, it volleyed towards the figure on the top of the isolated mountain.

However, after the fierce dragon fire left the palate mouth of the tyrant dragon, it suddenly lost its initial velocity and impact power, and broke free from the shackles of all forces in front of everyone's eyes, and did not fall to the top of the mountain in the slightest, but all of them floated to the higher sky in disbelief. Angry flames burned in their pupils, and more than a hundred Tyrant Dragons all raised their haughty gazes. None of them dared to believe that the dragon fire could fly into the sky, it had never happened before, and it could never have existed, but it was all happening!

In the blink of an eye when the mysterious man raised his arm, countless falling red lotus flames all floated leisurely, outlining a brilliant and strange picture in the sky. At this moment, all the tyrant dragons were shocked, and Xiang Yu, who was also staring at all this on the ground, was even more shocked, but the mysterious man did not stop his movements. Only he calmly faced the fire scene and continued to mutter to himself.

"Moistened by water." With the sound, the uplifted withered old arm fell down again, and at the same time, the palm of the hand was gently flipped and lay down under him. At the same time, the countless dragon fires floating in the sky suddenly received an inexplicable force, and all of them quickly sank while still maintaining an upward posture, overwhelmingly attacking the entire shocked tyrant dragon group.

Seeing and shocked, it seemed that the high temperature and energy of the dragon fire in the sky were about to explode on the tyrant dragons, and the more than a hundred tyrant dragons were about to suffer a terrifying counterattack from their own power. But an unbelievable scene happened one after another, the red lotus fire scene that was sinking in the sky was quickly extinguished in the sinking, as if the volley was ambushed by an invisible wave, completely submerging its terrifying heat and energy, and before it blew down the Tyrant Dragon, it was all turned into ethereal in the sky At this time, I don't know if it was a coincidence or the same reason, the flames burning in the eyes of a pair of eyes were also extinguished. The tyrant dragons raised their stiff heads, staring fixedly at the blue sky that appeared after the fire had dispersed, and even felt a moment of relief as their wings fluttered.

But the action of the mysterious man continues. "Wood flexion and stretching." He whispered again, stretching his withered palm forward. The arm straightens from the bend, and the five fingers of the palm are naturally stretched forward. Then, at the same time, a hundred tyrant dragons flew into the sky, all of which let out an amazing roar. But it wasn't roaring, it wasn't deterrence, it was shock, even fear!

At that moment, the Tyrant Dragons flapping their wings all had a strange feeling, and they felt that an invisible and powerful force had condensed in the silent sky, pressing towards them violently. It felt like a myriad of branches and vines grew out of the void, interspersed with their bodies, wrapped around their claws, and then grew wildly. But there was nothing in the sky, and there was no attack of any kind pressing at them, only the deep feeling they felt at this moment—the unbearable "Golden Suppression." The mysterious man didn't look at any excited reaction from the tyrant dragons in the sky, nor did he care about the amazing roar that rang out in his ears. He just looked to himself, and spat out another whisper.

Then, without hesitation, the outstretched arm suddenly bent and retracted to the inside. So the whole hand was tucked into the cloak again, leaving only one withered palm, which was spread out after a turn. In an instant, the tyrant dragons in the sky reacted even more violently, the dragon's palate opened and closed wildly, the roar continued to sound, and even the dragon wings that vibrated the fan lost their original coordination, causing their flying figures to begin to shake in the air.

At this moment, the hundred volleyed tyrant dragons all felt an even more terrifying feeling. The previous external punctures and entanglements were all gone, but a force appeared deep within them, absorbing everything in their bodies, making them feel like they were locked in a heavy iron lock all over their bodies. Frozen, stiff, and indestructible, the Tyrant Dragon struggled with all its might, only to find that no matter how powerful it was, it was powerless to break free. They roared wildly, and their pent-up emotions began to rebel, and all the shock and fear they had had been at the beginning began to turn into anger. Then the blazing flames burst out of the hideous pupils, and under the roar of the tyrant dragons, the flames of rage burned irrepressibly in the body.

They are crazy, they can't accept the bondage and shackles of this invisible force, no matter how much pain they endure, they will fight back. They want to destroy that abominable man, to burn him to the ground, and they want him to know that the supreme majesty of the tyrant dragon will not be allowed to be violated.

So they struggled desperately and rioted, seeing that they were about to tear off the shackles in their bodies, and then as soon as they opened the dragon's palate, they fought back fiercely. But no, the invisible force is stronger, stronger, more invulnerable. And just as they were furious, the last whisper was coming out of the mysterious mouth. "The Harmony of Earth." When the voice fell, the mysterious man's palm, which was spread out outside the cloak, closed silently. He clenched his palms into fists, and faced the furious tyrant dragon in the sky, calmly.

At the same time, the tyrant dragons flying in the sky all felt that the power that shackled them in the depths of their bodies dissolved silently. All entanglements, all confinements, all the invisible forces that had previously acted on them were gone. All the sensations came and went too quickly, as if everything was just a gust of wind blowing, and there was never any force that could suppress them. They're just paralyzed, they're just hallucinating.

So the tyrant dragons continued to roar in rage, no, even more fiercely. Not sure what had happened before, they were now like trapped beasts that had finally broken free, and with a roar of rage, they wanted to rush at the enemy in a frenzy, spewing dragon fire and burning him completely. The tyrant dragon wants to vent his anger and take revenge! But in the end, none of them acted. The tyrannical dragon is a brutal and bloodthirsty creature that will not stop at the last moment of the outbreak. They didn't rush out, it was only because in the moment after the roar that they reacted, and they couldn't move at all. The black wings were still flapping, the hideous pupils were still staring, even the dragon's palate full of sharp teeth was still opening and closing, and the roar of the furious dragon still echoed in the sky.

But they couldn't move. Giant wings can flapped to keep flying, but they can't vibrate violently to generate momentum. The dragon's palate can still open up and roar, but it can't gather energy to spew fire. It's as if they're floating safely in the sky, not falling, but unable to move forward, angry but unable to attack. The Tyrant Dragons could not imagine or comprehend what was happening at this time, they just felt that there seemed to be an invisible force between heaven and earth, softly spreading over their bodies—no, merging with their bodies. That power is merging with them, unable to distinguish between you and me, and unable to destroy, but can only coexist with it, and then in coexistence it is almost absolutely limited by physical movements. The Tyrant Dragons, sealed!

The mysterious man at the top of the isolated mountain kept his hands in a fist position, raised his eyes as bright as lights, looked at the tyrant dragons, and also looked at the boundless sky, and then the old and deep voice fell out of his mouth, riding the wind and sun, floating between heaven and earth. "The martial arts belong to the five elements, and the avenue is invisible." The mysterious man is using a martial arts power to seal the tyrant dragon in the sky. On the ground, the shock on Xiang Yu's expression was far from being described in words, even the silent black under his crotch also revealed a sympathetic expression of horror.

Of course, Xiang Yu could see that the tyrant dragon flying in the sky was sealed. The mysterious man on the top of the independent mountain, dressed in a sackcloth cloak, sealed the Tyrant Dragon—he single-handedly sealed the Tyrant Dragon, which had hundreds of heads in the sky!

Xiang Yu had already followed the trail of the tyrant dragon group for nearly a thousand miles, and along the way, he imagined how shocking and terrifying the end of the chase might be, so he gambled his life to chase forward. But even a few minutes ago, he had never imagined that the end result would be like this.

(End of chapter)