"Okay, it's worthy of the pride of our clan, and it has the upper hand. ”

An immortal-rank old man of the Salamander clan grinned.

Before he could finish his happiness, the situation in the field changed again.

"Roar"

Chen Lin was frustrated, and immediately changed his moves, and a tiger roar and a dragon's groan spread out, and the rolling sound waves spread in all directions.

The sound of the tiger roaring and the dragon's roar spread, with Chen Lin as the center, the area with a radius of 100 zhang, the ancient trees were shattered, the rocks were blasted, and the hills were razed to the ground, just like the earth dragon surging on the earth.

On Chen Lin's left side, a nearly 100-zhang golden dragon phantom hovered over, a golden divine dragon, and its body was full of yellow scales.

A pair of dragon eyes, the size of a copper bell, as hot as a torch, poured out pale golden dragon breath from its mouth, like a blazing flame.

On the right side, a golden ** fierce tiger of about 100 zhang came out, the fierce tiger was on the top of his head, stepping on the mountains, and bursting out with an incomparable murderous aura.

The surging black evil qi around the body spread out from the body, and then swirled around, under the direct gaze of the tiger, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood appeared, and the legs of the seeping people were numb.

Chen Lin pinched the dragon shape with his left hand, pinched the tiger shape with his right hand, the golden dragon plate for nine days in his left hand, and the fierce tiger descended to the mortal dust with his right hand.

The vision in the sky is highlighted, there is a way that the wind is from the tiger cloud from the dragon, the tiger and the dragon appear together, the dark clouds are like boiling water, constantly churning, the wind is like the dragon rolling, continuous ups and downs.

The dragon shape and the tiger shape appear together, extremely strong, this is the shape of the fist, the dragon and the tiger are both walking!

Chen Lin played a double shape, this piece of heaven and earth was in turmoil, and the explosion of ** energy shock, and the brilliance of ** submerged the mountains in front of him.

"Humph!"

In the face of Chen Lin's strong attack, Huo Rong first snorted coldly, and then a red glow flowed from his whole body, his hands were horizontal in front of him, and his ten fingers were horizontal.

The ten fingers flashed with surging red light, and then swung out, ten red fingers of nearly a hundred zhang or so appeared in mid-air out of thin air.

Finger Gang Huahong, like ten huge red swords, slashed down from mid-air, surging flames, like magma gushing out.

"Phew"

Chen Lin waved his fist print, and the fire melted out the finger gang, and the golden big fist mark and the fiery red finger gang collided fiercely.

The fist mark is pointed at the upper finger, if the divine drum roars, it is like the sound of the heavenly refining room through the boundary, and the sound of the battle is transmitted to the bones of the person and swings into the soul of the person.

The red divine light and the golden divine light are intertwined with each other, and then there is a big explosion, the golden glow is like **undulating, and the red is like a knife-like finger gang, like a flat boat, although it is swaying, but it still stands above the waves.

The two energies** were together, and there were blazing beams of light within a radius of one kilometer, which was a big collision of fist print energy and finger gang energy.

Chen Lin took the lead in flying sideways, his mouth spurted out blood, his clothes were stained red, and the fire melted ten finger attacks, and one of them penetrated his body protection energy and hit him head-on.

He sighed secretly, he was worthy of being a god-level figure, and his talent, consciousness, and belief were much higher than those of ordinary people.

The two Saint Rank Divine Powers were superimposed by him, which was the overlap of speed and strength.

The sense of battle is also extraordinary, there is no mud and water between attack and defense, as if it is easy to come by, but the consciousness engraved in the bones.

More important is the belief, he is confident that he is invincible, often such a belief, can exert all his strength, even extraordinary.

If you can win a battle that you can win, such a person cannot be called a strong man, but if you can win a battle that you can't win, such a person can be crowned with the title of a strong man.

And these god-sons and goddess-level characters all have the potential to step into this kind of strong person.

At the same time as Chen Lin retreated, Huo Rong also flew sideways, coughing up blood, and while coughing up blood, **'s clothes were all dyed red, and this position was obviously concave, and there were signs of bone breakage.

This was hit head-on by the fist intent of the tiger-shaped fist in the dragon and tiger double line.

"Today, I will kill you!"

The fire melted into a rage and soared into the sky, surrounded by red flames, as if the Flame King had descended into the world.

He is a god-level character, and his cultivation has also reached the Immortal Three Realms, even if he kills his own cultivation, he will not be able to tie with a peerless Tianjiao of the Eternal Nine Realms.

Self-slashing cultivation will not affect the strength of the physical body and one's own combat consciousness, but it is just that the aura in the body is compressed to the aura energy that the Eternal Nine Realms can possess through strong means.

In such a big battle, he already has an advantage, if he can't win like this, doesn't it mean that he is not as good as the native in front of him.

Huo Rong will never let such a thing happen, this battle, the native in front of him must die.

"The Son of God of my clan is furious, and it seems that he is going to make a final kill. ”

"The Son of God is going to use that move, and there are a few people in the same realm who can stop it. ”

"The native is not far from defeat, and he will die by that trick. ”

"When the Son of God is angry, there will be blood sprinkled on a thousand miles. ”

The four Immortal-rank Salamander Clan elders all said with a smile, their eyes full of treating Chen Lin as a dead person.

"Native, it is your glory to die under this move, and when I broke through to the immortal rank that day, I used this trick to kill three immortal monks. ”

"Native enlightenment, Flame Thousand Killing Fist!"

The fire melted red hair upside down, the eyes were like knives, and the boiling heat opened with the sound transmission, and the flames around the body soared by more than a foot again.

The aura around his body, along with the change of his sealing method, suddenly turned strange red, and from a distance, it looked like a sea of fire that surrounded the world.

The sea of fire was pervasive, and the body of the fire melted red, and the long fiery red hair became more and more crimson, and later, it was like blood flowing.

He stood in the center of this cluster of flames, looking down on the world like a flame king.

In the sea of fire, the figure of the fire melt loomed, and in the next moment, the void was flooded with ripples, and the sea of fire surged, only to see the void in the sea of fire shattered, and a little bit of hot red light was the first to penetrate from it, and then a big fist completely condensed by the red flames poked out of it and swooped down.

The number of these fists is more than 1,000, the size of a grinding disc, about a zhang long, and more importantly, the most powerful and explosive energy on them makes people sweat.

With the appearance of this Flame Gang Fist, the temperature between heaven and earth seemed to become ** in an instant, and the aura energy in this heaven and earth was boiling in an instant.

This is a supernatural power that is about to reach the god level!

"Native, die!"

Huo Rong stood at the front of the sea of fire, and a flame golden lotus enveloped it, just like the Flame King commanding the flames.

A thousand flame fists fell, like a meteor shower, with a swooping momentum, all of them fell vertically, and the blood-red flame fists all over their bodies brought up extremely violent wind and qi, and swept away in an all-round way.

"You are worthy of killing me. ”

A somewhat hideous smile appeared on Chen Lin's face, and at this moment, the light of the golden ** suddenly burst out from his body.

Rolling golden qi surging, blessing his body, Chen Lin held the Tiance Sword in his right hand, and the golden aura shrouded his body, like a sword monarch.

"The unity of man and sword, enlightenment, psychic, and soul. ”

"Ten Thousand Swords"

Chen Lin spit out a mouthful of essence blood and sprayed it on the Tiance Sword, this sword was the one who fought with him and killed the enemy the most, before and after, from the moment he got it, he has been pregnant until now.

This time, at the critical moment of life and death, he put all his belief in victory into the sword in his hand.

This is his trust in the sword in his hand as a sword cultivator, and he still vividly remembers the words of the three supreme powerhouses of the Sword Holding Sect at that time.

This time if the sword wins, he wins, and if the sword fails, he loses!

"Buzz....... ”

The Tiance Sword that was held high, hearing this, suddenly burst into silver light, and the whole body bloomed with brilliant silver brilliance.

A burst of cheerful voices came into Chen Lin's ears, this is the spirit of the sword, and he likes him as a master!

Sword cultivation is powerful, and there is also spirit in the sword!

If you are smart, you will be united with the sword!

At this moment, Chen Lin's kendo perception soared, and he seemed to have fused the sword into his body.

Around him, many voids were broken, and then, a flying sword of gold ** pierced out of it.

A full three thousand golden flying swords were arrayed behind him.