Long Yang's sudden frenzy made Mo Han fail to grasp it all of a sudden, and the whole person flew out upside down, instantly losing his previous initiative and advantage, giving Long Yang a chance to fight back.

Seeing Long Yang break free from Mo Han's hands, Long Yang's nine personal guards breathed a long sigh of relief, and while they were extremely jealous of Mo Han in their hearts, they also concentrated on dealing with their respective opponents, wanting to quickly eliminate the opponents, and then go to besiege Mo Han together.

The seven people of Beidou Qingyun and Blood Monk secretly complained bitterly, and they felt extremely sorry in their hearts. Nangong Glory was neither happy nor sad, concentrating on dealing with the two enemies in front of him, wanting to solve the battle as soon as possible.

Breaking free from Mo Han's clamps, Long Yang groaned, as if roaring, and as if rejoicing, this time he did not rush down recklessly to fight with Mo Han's body, but kept wandering in the air, spitting out mouthfuls of dragon breath, wanting to kill Mo Han.

Long Yang This is also something that cannot be done, he has understood the cultivation system of the human race before, and he will generally only specialize in one person, especially the human race like Mo Han who cultivates top exercises, and he will only choose one of the paths, and will not choose multiple choices. That is to say, the body cultivators will not be too powerful on the path of Fa cultivation, and the Fa cultivation will not be too powerful on the path of body cultivators.

The real dragon clan has a unique advantage from birth, that is, every dragon is basically a genius in the cultivation of the law, and the strength of the physical body only needs to be cultivated step by step. Long Yang is not a real dragon clan, and his qualifications are not as good as those of the dragon clan on the way to law cultivation, but he is not bad either.

Although he liked the feeling of crushing his enemies with the strength of his body, he was forced to use spells he didn't like when his body was severely damaged.

Mo Han stood on the ground, his tall body stood on the ground like a Dinghai God Needle, looking at Long Yang, who was hovering in mid-air, his body was obviously inflexible due to fractures, and suddenly smiled. He didn't fly forward, and he didn't plan to drag Long Yang to the ground, but turned his hand and took out the Taiji heavy sword from the Linglong Tower, and spit out the falling dragon breath in the face of Long Yang is a distant sword.

Looking at Mo Han's child-like movements, Long Yang's bowl-sized eyes were suddenly stunned, not understanding what Mo Han was going to do, but this did not prevent Long Yang's next move.

Mouthfuls of dragon breath spit out from Long Yang's mouth, and each mouthful of dragon breath was extremely hot, as if one after another little suns were falling from the sky, wanting to incinerate Mo Han clean.

Each of these dragon breaths carries the natal fire belonging to the Longyang dragon clan, and the natal fire of the dragon clan is innate, different from other natal fires, even if Longyang is not a real dragon clan, but this natal fire is also a rare fire. It is a good refining material, but this kind of natal fire is rarely available to people.

Because if the dragon dies, these natal fires will dissipate immediately, and if the dragon is alive, these natal fires will instantly lose their vitality once they are obtained by others. Only the dragon itself can use and use it, it has nothing to do with cultivation, nothing else, it is just born with it.

Mo Han, who took out the Tai Chi heavy sword, originally planned to scatter all these dragon breaths, but when Mo Han felt these fiery dragon breaths, Mo Han suddenly felt the throbbing of his body, this throbbing was not fear, not fear, but longing.

Yes, it's the desire.

Mo Han didn't know why he was able to cultivate the Emperor Dragon Duel, but there was nothing in his body that belonged to the dragon clan, which was also the reason why his physical strength could not break through for a long time. At this time, I felt the dragon breath spit out by Long Yang, although it was different from the real dragon breath, but at least it carried something that belonged to the dragon clan.

Therefore, when Mo Han's physical body felt it, he would naturally feel longing.

It was also at this time that Mo Han finally felt the opportunity for his physical body to break through, and this opportunity was to let these dragon breaths continue to burn his physical body, and further refine and absorb the breath belonging to the dragon clan in the dragon breath.

Fortunately, the old man Dugu was not there, and the purple golden dragon was sleeping, otherwise he would have scolded him, saying that Mo Han had ruined the heavens and wasted everything he had.

Feeling the desire from the flesh, Mo Han's eyes made a trick, he knew his own situation, every breakthrough would be accompanied by an earth-shattering reaction, with the mere dragon breath that Long Yang was spitting out now, it would definitely not be able to meet his needs, so he also needed to stimulate Long Yang and let Long Yang spit out more dragon breath.

After deciding on the plan, the Taiji heavy sword in Mo Han's hand did not slash towards the dragon's breath, but towards the body of Long Yang.

One after another, the sword qi that was not very powerful fell on Long Yang's body, without causing any damage to Long Yang, and even many sword qi could not even break Long Yang's dragon scales, only those sword qi that fell on Long Yang's wound would make Long Yang feel pain, and these sword qi could be well avoided as long as Long Yang paid a little attention.

And Mo Han seemed to have been greatly injured in the physical fight just now, standing on the ground at this time, it seemed that it was very difficult to move, and he could only barely swing the Tai Chi heavy sword, making the last struggle, and even many dragons couldn't dodge after breathing.

"Long Yang, as a member of the Divine Dragon Clan, do you only have the ability to fly in mid-air and spit on you, don't you even have the ability to come down and fight hand-to-hand with the little master?" Mo Han seemed to be helpless against Long Yang, and roared very dissatisfied.

Long Yang, who changed out of the body, was not too bright in his head, and he was greatly hurt by fighting with Mo Han's body before, and at this time, seeing that Mo Han was helpless against his dragon breath, he became more and more complacent, and he would not go down, but he spit out the dragon breath very hard, wanting to kill Mo Han with the dragon breath.

Mo Han, who was standing on the ground, quietly endured the baptism of dragon breath one after another, these dragon breaths just fell on Mo Han's body, and the blazing high temperature instantly burned and corroded the surface of Mo Han's body, making Mo Han's skin and surface flesh instantly inactive, and directly turned into the appearance of charcoal.

Mo Han grinned in pain, counting Long Yang in his mouth, and kept waving the Tai Chi heavy sword in his hand, slashing out one sword qi after another, giving Long Yang and everyone an illusion. And he himself is constantly running the Emperor Dragon Decision in his body, absorbing the breath of the dragon clan from the dragon's breath and the natal fire of Longyang, which is used to refine his body.

As time passed, Mo Han was still dodging in place, as if he was really afraid of the blazing and corrosive power of the dragon's breath.

At the beginning, the glory of the Beidou Qingyun South Palace, which had been pitted by Mo Han, was still secretly worried about Mo Han, but as time went by, the two found that Mo Han did not seem to be harmed, but became more and more energetic and powerful, the pace of dodging became more and more relaxed, and the sword qi cut out by the Taiji heavy sword in his hand became more and more casual, and he didn't even have the right head.

It seems to be a sign of exhaustion and fatigue, but the two of them who have been deeply poisoned by Mo Han keep complaining about Mo Han in their hearts, saying that Mo Han is shameless, saying that Mo Han is not righteous, and that he can end the battle quickly, so he has to drag it there and not come to help them.

The breath and power belonging to the dragon clan in the dragon's breath are constantly absorbed by Mo Han's body, at the beginning, the dragon's breath can still fall on Mo Han's body, and it will gradually disappear, and later, as soon as the dragon's breath approaches a meter around Mo Han's body, it disappears instantly, and it is impossible to fall on Mo Han's body.

In the early stage, Long Yang flew in mid-air, and saw Mo Han being scorched and corroded by his dragon breath, and he was still complacent, but as time passed, although Mo Han was submerged by his dragon breath, Mo Han's life breath still existed, and there was no sign of disappearing or weakening.

Slowly, he also noticed that something was wrong, because his dragon breath was about to be unable to vomit out and was close to drying up, but Mo Han below was still alive and vigorous.

"Stinky Dragon, why don't you vomit dragon breath, hurry up and vomit, the little master hasn't finished taking a bath yet, why don't you vomit?" Mo Han, who was concentrating on preparing for the physical breakthrough work, suddenly felt the disappearance of the dragon breath, and when he opened his eyes, he found that Long Yang no longer spit out the dragon breath, but hovered in the sky with anger on his face, and his bowl-sized eyes stared at Mo Han, as if he was going to eat Mo Han.

"You're playing me again!" Long Yang roared angrily, lost his mind again, swooped down from mid-air, opened his bloody mouth, and wanted to swallow Mo Han alive in his stomach.

"Your Highness, no!"

After seeing Mo Han's demons, Long Yang's nine close bodies and souls shouted at the same time, wanting to stop Long Yang's actions, but it was too late.

Because when Long Yang leaned down and rushed down, Mo Han also rose from the ground at the same time and flew into Long Yang's bloody mouth.

"Hey, another poor man who was pitted by Mo Han, no, Long'er!" Looking at Mo Han, who took the initiative to drill into Longyang's mouth, Beidou Qingyun Nangong Glory and others dodged away at the same time, holding their foreheads, and looking at Longyang with a sympathetic expression.

Long Yang's nine subordinates, seeing that the eight people of Beidou Qingyun took the initiative to break away from the battle, they did not have the heart to continue to entangle, although they wanted to kill the eight of them in their hearts, although they could kill the eight of them as long as it took a little more time, but when they thought of Long Yang's state at this time, and when they thought of Mo Han's unusualness, the nine people really didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly galloped over to help Long Yang.

After drilling into Long Yang's mouth, Mo Han easily inserted the Tai Chi heavy sword into Long Yang's jaw, inserting Long Yang's tongue and mandible bone together, and he himself sat down cross-legged directly, and the emperor dragon decided at great speed.

Long Yang was in pain, let out a loud roar, and then felt the power of the Dragon Balls located at the junction of his head and body rapidly draining.

"Tiny human, do you know, you are now dying, you have completely angered His Highness!" Long Yang's rough voice came out of his throat, he opened his mouth, his whole body kept shaking, and saliva kept pouring out, trying to drive Mo Han out of his mouth.