The body and mind of the giant dragon Xuandian were filled with endless anger, and the bursting anger value caused countless wounds on its body to crack, and the golden dragon blood was thrown in the air, and the qi, blood and dragon soul burned even more fiercely.

The spell of the ancient dragon clan reverberated mysteriously and mightily in the holy ruin space, making the masters of the Tianmai family tremble.

Ximensheng's mind couldn't help but think of the terrifying scene on the Ice Ruler Peak, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes, and he shouted: "It's the dark dragon's dragon soul summoning technique, everyone be careful!"

With that, her form flew backwards rapidly, and the others had to retreat under the attack of the tyrannical divine dragon's breath.

"Roar!"

The dragon suspended in the air, two lines of bloody tears flowing from its eyes, looked up to the sky and let out a roar.

The black clouds rolled, countless red lines of fire spread through the clouds, and the entire sky was also ablaze.

In the steaming flames, a golden dragon with a length of hundreds of zhang was raised and drilled out of the clouds.

Above its hideous dragon head, a pair of golden dragon eyes flashed with a fierce light,

Those eyes are full of death and indifference, as if everything in this world is just nothingness in its eyes, as if all living beings are small and humble existences in its eyes, as if the whole heaven and earth, only its will exists!

"Roar!"

The hundred-zhang dragon coiled in the flame cloud opened its mouth and let out an earth-shattering roar!

The sky was full of fire, and terrifying thunder groups fell one after another as if they were raindrops, enveloping the elites of the Tianmai family.

"Boom, boom!"

The spindle-like flow of fire, the grinding disc-sized thunder ball, intertwined, burst with a bang!

In the earth-shattering roar, the entire island shook violently, countless terrifying cracks spread on the ground, and even the pillar of light that soared to the sky on the periphery of the holy ruins was also dimmed under the pressure of the divine dragon, and the speed of the hovering suddenly slowed down.

Roar!

In the world where thunder and fire are intertwined, the blazing dragon Xuandian waving its huge wings and rushing towards the master of the Tianmai family like a meteor.

Compared to the Ice Ruler Peak nine years ago, Xuandian is much more skilled in controlling the blood sacrifice dragon soul, it can not only control the power of the divine dragon explosion within a certain range, but also retain a bit of sanity when burning the dragon soul.

Xuandian knew that the Celestial Vein Watcher only fell into passivity because he was stunned by Xiao Qiang, and he would recover soon.

Therefore, it must stop the elites of the Tianmai family and buy time for Xiao Qiang and the old sword ghost!

Sure enough, just when Xuandian launched the Blood Sacrifice Dragon Soul, the boy in white had already recovered and launched a counterattack against the people besieging him.

And from the time he fell into passivity to counterattack, in fact, it was only a few breaths!

"Bang, bang!"

The two Sword Pavilion elders didn't expect the white-clothed boy to fight back so quickly, they only saw a white shadow passing by, and then two small hands directly tore their heads and pinched their sword spirits.

There was no time to react, and the two Sword Pavilion elders died on the spot!

Xiao Qiang and the other two Sword Pavilion elders had red eyes, and at the same time, they let out an angry roar, releasing countless light swords, and shrouded towards the white-clothed boy.

However, before the sword light of Jian Yuan's illusion flew in front of the white-clothed boy, it was intercepted by countless flashing crosses.

In the dense explosion, the space was distorted, and the figure of the boy in white was also distorted, and between his thin lips, a cold voice sounded: "I will make them pay ten times the price!"

As soon as the words fell, his little hand stretched forward violently, and countless ripples of origin divine power flew towards Xiao Qiang at a speed beyond light.

A Sword Pavilion elder was dumbfounded, and in the midst of an angry roar, he flew forward and stood in front of Xiao Qiang!

Countless waves of divine power pierced through the Sword Pavilion Elder in an instant, and with the tremor of the ripples, the Sword Pavilion Elder's body suddenly exploded, flesh and blood flew sideways, and the Sword Spirit was also broken into pieces.

The old sword ghost trembled in the wind, let out a sad tremor sound, and suddenly the light was bright, and it flew straight towards the boy in white.

"Old sword ghost, are you going to fight hard?" A sneer hung on the corner of the white-clothed boy's mouth, but he didn't dare to be careless in his heart.

The old sword ghost is a half-step sword god, and being able to persist until now is enough to prove his strong strength, the boy in white has already been humiliated once for underestimating Xiao Qiang, and he doesn't want to go through it a second time.

Suddenly, his heart moved, and the figure of the boy in white flew by, and in an instant, he had already flown to the inner wall of the rotating pillar of light.

Although the pillar of light is about to collapse, it has not collapsed after all, and the plane storm can still be controlled.

He expected that the old sword ghost would not dare to explode the sword spirit, otherwise once the pillar of light that maintained balance collapsed, even a god would not be able to prevent the arrival of the plane storm.

Sure enough, the small white sword that was chasing him suddenly slowed down, and it seemed to be in a state of hesitation.

A smug smile appeared on the corner of the white-clothed boy's mouth, and his cold gaze locked on the last Sword Pavilion elder for a moment, his arm shook, and a series of law crosses flew towards the Sword Pavilion elder like lightning.

Seeing that the last Sword Pavilion Elder was wiped out, the sword spirit of the old sword ghost trembled violently, and suddenly accelerated, like a meteor, and flew towards the sneering white-clothed boy.

"Xiao Qiang, the two things that the old man is most proud of in his life are that he has Qingxun and you!" The old sword ghost's old voice echoed in the depths of Xiao Qiang's soul, and his sword spirit suddenly accelerated, stabbing towards the white-clothed boy without hesitation.

"Master!" Xiao Qiang looked at the dazzling white light, his heart trembled, and he couldn't help but let out a terrible roar.

The small white sword suddenly bloomed with a sun-like brilliance, reflecting the chaotic space as if it were day.

The sword qi pierced through all obstacles, imprisoning the space, and the sacred and mighty sword qi spread like a raging tide.

In an instant, the sword spirit of the old sword ghost disappeared.

In the next moment, his sword spirit had already appeared in front of the boy in white!

The smile on the white-clothed boy's face stiffened, and at that moment, he could clearly sense the old sword ghost's determination and desire to die, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

Isn't he afraid of causing a plane storm?!

"Old sword ghost, are you crazy?!" The fierce sword qi struck, and the white-clothed boy roared angrily, and flew out like lightning.

Not only did he have to dodge the old sword ghost's blow, but he also had to dodge the energy attack after the collapse of the pillar of light.

However, he had lost the lead, and with such a short distance, he simply could not escape the storm.

The sword spirit of the old sword ghost tore through the void in an instant, almost slashing against his body, piercing into the distorted pillar of light.

Qingxun, the old man is here to accompany you!

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