Jun Xuan held the dead dragon with difficulty, and shot towards the man in black with all his might.

After all, the evil dragon is a soul body, and it cannot produce the power of the evil dragon, so the power of the evil dragon is used a little less, and the time to form the evil dragon realm is not too long.

He knew very well in his heart that he only had less than five breaths of time, so he had to kill with one blow, otherwise he would definitely be killed by the man in black, and in order to survive, he did not hesitate to use the second form of the Red Refining Fighting Technique, Eternal Ash.

The evil dragon once reminded Jun Xuan that he must not use the Eternal Ash until he reaches the Xuanwu Realm, if he forcibly uses it, even if he is physically strong, he will be crushed by the furious power of the Red Refining Qilin Fire, and more than eighty percent may die because of it.

It's just that now it's a time of life and death, life and death are only a thought, and there is no doubt that forcibly using the Eternal Ashes is his best and only choice now.

After all, there is still a 20% chance that you will survive.

"Roar!"

Jun Xuan roared in pain, and the whole person, driven by the Red Refining Qilin Fire, had already been several meters in the air, and the bloodstained body suddenly erupted like a dazzling red flame like Yao Riban, and the sea of fire repeatedly surged and compressed, releasing a force that wanted to incinerate the heavens and the earth into nothingness.

The sea of fire exploded sharply, staining half of the night sky red, and the flames frantically devoured everything around them like magma, as if the end had come, and the life of the firelight melted wherever it went.

In the scorching light in the sky, the dead dragon that compressed all the Red Refining Qilin Fire smashed down, like a round of red sun falling to the ground, and suddenly burst out of countless red flames.

The pupils of the man in black instantly lost his mind, turning into two hollows, and his body subconsciously wanted to struggle to escape, but the power of the evil dragon is one of the most advanced powers in heaven and earth, and the evil dragon realm that condenses the power of the evil dragon has changed the laws of heaven and earth.

Under the pitch-black fanged mask, the cold sweat of the man in black had already wet half of his face, and it was converging into water along the edges and corners.

As the death dragon carrying the monstrous flame power fell straight down, his heart almost stopped beating at this moment, the ghost light on the crescent moon scimitar swayed, and he fled in all directions in fear, and the Wu Yuan in his body also dissipated uncontrollably like a deflated balloon.

In the midst of his despair, a silver light flashed from under his eyes, even under the red light of the sky.

"Mo Evil Lord!"

The man in black was excited, and as soon as his words fell, the dead dragon suddenly slashed down with the Red Refining Qilin Fire that was compressed to the extreme.

The imaginary sky-shattering explosion did not appear, and the Red Refining Qilin Fire roared and rushed forward, but was blocked by a silver light, unable to move forward a bit.

On the tip of the dead dragon sword entwined by the dragon soul, there was a piercing and sharp cutting sound, and the dragon soul let out a miserable scream inexplicably, as if it had encountered something extremely terrifying.

Jun Xuan's heart sank, and the flame in front of him had not dissipated, but fear had already taken over his body. The bloody arms trembled violently, and the strength of his whole body had been completely instilled into this sword, and a sense of powerlessness suddenly poured into his mind from all over his body, and the dead dragon was barely held in his hand.

Suddenly, in the flames, the silver light exploded violently, without a trace of breath emanating or the slightest energy fluctuation, but it was like a supernova explosion, extremely turbulent.

"Not good!"

In Jun Xuan's pupils full of murderous intent, a silver light flashed, almost wanting to penetrate his eyeballs.

The shining silver rays seemed to nail his limbs into the air, and even if his brain gave countless orders to "retreat", he could not move his limbs.

"Bang. ”

The Red Refining Qilin Fire, which was still roaring, was bounced away, and the silver light and flames crashed into the nearest Jun Xuan without hindrance, and the whole person shot backwards like a cannonball, slamming heavily on the ground.

Jun Xuan snorted, and the dead dragon fell to the ground with his hands, splashing the hot blood on the ground.

He lay in a pool of blood, his head struggling upward, his fingers shaking to reach for the dead dragon lying to the ground, but he was powerless to lift it up, not even holding it in his hand.

He was carrying the essence blood of the Red Refining Fire Qilin, and the Red Refining Qilin Fire naturally couldn't hurt him, but the violent recoil force that suddenly erupted just now still shattered all the skin on his front, and the five internal organs were displaced, forming countless small wounds, and frantically spraying blood columns out of the body.

The flame light gradually dissipated, and the heat wave also dissipated, and the cool breeze blowing in his face made Jun Xuan's consciousness slightly clear, and only then did he have a chance to look at the owner of the silver light.

I saw that a young man wearing a gorgeous silver robe and a silver fanged mask was standing in front of the man in black, with his left hand behind his back, his right hand raised slightly, and the wind blew his silver robe, revealing a delicate snow-white wrist like a girl, and the snow hair was scattered behind him at will, not stained with a little dust, under the illumination of the moonlight, the whole person was extremely gorgeous, like a god, noble and holy.

"You, who are you?"

Jun Xuan gasped for breath like a lack of oxygen, his tired eyes were raised slightly, and he tried to condense his gaze and stare at the silver-clothed man.

"Shhh

The silver-clothed man suddenly gasped, slowly withdrew his right palm, and placed it under a slightly lazy gaze, a faint hint of surprise appeared on his face under the silver fangs mask.

"Such a powerful Death Dragon Sword, it can actually cut through my palm, it is worthy of being the only peerless divine martial in the world that can compete with the Xuanyuan Ancestor Sword, it really surprises me!"

“！！！”

The silver-clothed man's voice was soft, without any chill, but it instantly made Jun Xuan's heart and soul turbulent, his muscles tensed, and the power squeezed out of nowhere held the dead dragon firmly in his hand.

"Who are you, and why do you know about the Dead Dragon?"

At this moment, the evil dragon realm completely collapsed, and the man in black breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly put the crescent scimitar on the ground, knelt on one knee, and bowed his head respectfully.

"Thank you Lord Mo for saving your life. The man in black whispered.

"Mo Xie?"

Jun Xuan frowned and kept the name firmly in his heart.

Mo Ye didn't speak, nor did he move, and after a long time, he whispered in a low voice: "Little San, you are careless." ”

"Yes, the subordinates are not doing well, and I ask the lord to punish them. ”

The man in black lowered his head even deeper.

"Forget it, it's not your fault, the person who can be chosen by the death dragon is an ordinary person, it was me who misestimated the strength of the opponent. ”

The man in black lowered his head, not daring to continue talking, at this time, Mo Xie Jian's eyebrows trembled slightly, his hands behind his back, and slowly walked to Jun Xuan's side, and a terrifying killing intent inexplicably welled up in his calm eyes like water.

"Bang. ”

Mo Ye kicked Jun Xuan's fingers holding the dead dragon off, Jun Xuan snorted, and the dead dragon fell to the ground again.

"What, aren't you convinced?"

Mo Xie whispered disdainfully, picked up the dead dragon from the pool of blood, Wu Yuan was shocked, and the blood attached to the surface of the sword body was directly shocked into a blood mist and dissipated in the air.

"It's really a good sword, but it's a pity that you chose the wrong master, in the hands of a waste, how can you bloom your earth-shattering might?"

"Hmph, if you want to kill, you will kill, why insult me in one more move!"

"Haha, kill you, if it weren't for the order of Our Lady, you would have died ten thousand times. ”

Mo Xie laughed twice, and a strange coldness suddenly flashed in his eyes, "You are an ant body, you dare to defile Mengzhu's holy body, even if you die ten thousand times, it is not a pity." ”

"Hum. ”

Jun Xuan's mind suddenly emitted a buzz, and then there was a series of earth-shaking shocks.

"Mengzhu, do you know Mengzhu? Where is Mengzhu?

Jun Xuan roared like a heartbreak, the wound on his chest that had just healed was torn again, and the blood flowed, but he didn't seem to feel the pain anymore, like a red-eyed beast, struggling frantically with his body, trying his best to get up from the ground.

"Shut up, what qualifications do you have to shout Mengzhu's name!"

"Poof...... Ahh

Mo Ye, who was furious, grabbed the hilt of the dead dragon's sword and stabbed one of Jun Xuan's arms fiercely, penetrating his arm with great ease, and suddenly blood sprayed upwards along the sword body, and blood was full of blood.

Jun Xuan gritted his teeth, endured the pain and didn't shout, but how could Mo Xie let Jun Xuan go so easily, his right hand turned slightly, driving the dead dragon to stir repeatedly in Jun Xuan's arm.

"Dream Bamboo ...... Where?"

Jun Xuan's lips were bitten, his flesh and blood were blurred, and he couldn't see the location of his mouth, and in his mind, the pretty shadows of the night dream bamboo flashed frame by frame, like the sun on a winter night, bringing him warmth and hope.

Mengzhu, it's my woman, I must find her!

"I'll tell you to shut up! If you dare to call Mengzhu's name again, I'll kill you!"

"Kill me, as long as you tell me where Mengzhu is, you can take my life!"