"Fight the enemy with the power of true righteousness!"

Trapped in the quagmire, facing the flaming dragon that flew into the air, the four commanders felt an unusual aura. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

They tried their best to use secret techniques, stimulate the essence of the whole body, and dispatch the power of true righteousness to form a fire spirit and defuse Xiang Yan's attack.

At this moment, there was a faint inscription on their body surface, exuding a shallow aura of Dao rhyme, and the Flame Jiaolong was blocked and swallowed by four strange flames.

"The four adults have actually been taught the true righteousness by the three clans!" the Blood Tiger Guard exclaimed, and his hanging heart quietly put down, "In this case, there is nothing to worry about!"

The power of true righteousness is the power of martial arts, and it surpasses the power of martial arts, and it requires practitioners to have extremely solid flesh and blood roots in order to gradually comprehend and break out of shocking coercion.

The five elements of yin and yang, the will of death and life, everything in the world has countless origin rules, and true meaning is the deepest level of true rules for the operation of power.

There are even powerful people who have reached the realm of true meaning and integrated them with the soul and the imprint of life, giving birth to extremely scarce and powerful secret techniques in the world, which will continue through bloodline inheritance and benefit future generations.

The four Commanders were able to wield such a rare level of deep power, and even if they were not very accomplished, they were already beginning to show their power.

Four clusters of True Righteous Fire Spirits, each cluster of flames was extremely difficult, besieging Xiang Yan on all sides, intertwined into a death cage.

The Blood Tiger Guards believed that in the face of such a fierce attack, Xiang Yan had no chance of surviving.

It seems that under this kind of power, Xiang Yan is really helpless, only waiting for death, even roaring and struggling is superfluous, he just stands silently in place, without superfluous movements.

"It's too cheap for you to die so silently!"

The four captains of the guards looked hideous, feeling that even if they succeeded in killing the miners, their faces would be gloomy, without much pride and satisfaction, and they shouted, "Release the arrows!"

Behind him, the Blood Tiger Guard once again wielded his bow and crossbow, and the dense Senhan arrows broke through the air, launching round after round of fierce attacks towards Xiang Yan.

Xiang Yan suddenly moved, his eyes were calm, only the red flames rose, the remnant sword pointed to the sky, several mysterious carved runes flew down, and the flowing flames in the swamp were completely boiling, like the waves in the vast ocean, making the area foggy and steaming.

The arrows flew in the sky, were beaten by the red stormy waves, lost their strength in an instant, and were reduced to scattered leaves, like goose feathers floating and uncertain, turning and turning in the air, drifting to the ground, and everyone present was stunned in place.

"Boom!"

At the same time, the land where the fire spirit was entangled, the golden runes in Xiang Yan's eyes rippled, and the roar was mixed with the sound of the rumbling avenue, just like the ancient scriptures Chanting, every second, the light would shine a little, and the surrounding flames would also become vigorous.

"Whew!"

A few winds, four vortices flew out of his eyes, the red gold glow flowed, the ancient runes flashed, and in an instant, no matter how powerful the power was, it could no longer approach half an inch of his body.

The eyes of the onlookers were in a daze, and the Blood Tiger Commander immediately changed color, and his expression was solemn.

Those few brilliant vortices seemed to be able to swallow all things, like soul-snatching shackles, firmly enveloping the four clusters of true righteous fires, no matter how they released their power, there was no way to escape, cluster by cluster, section by paragraph, swallowed by the red gold python.

"How is this possible?"

Everyone was dumbfounded, they couldn't believe what was in front of them, in their opinion, no matter how against the sky, it would be impossible for this mine slave to resist the attack that condensed the true righteousness.

The fire spirit was trapped, and the wisp of divine soul that was separated was also devoured, and the Blood Tiger Commander sensed the crisis, roared and roared, picked up his blade and rushed forward, wanting to kill Xiang Yan's body and rescue the true fire that had taken them years to cultivate.

"Huhu!

Suddenly, a few rays of light appeared, as if out of thin air, rolling up a whistling, Xiang Yan moved again, with a wave of his arms, the flowing flames of the swamp rippled, rushing against the trend, like a rain of blood floating in the air, turning into a Dao fireworks Changhong, smashing towards the rushing blood tiger guards.

The blood rain was extraordinary, only a few "whoosh" crisp sounds, and the guards who rushed in front fell to the ground one after another, and in an instant, Liuyan seemed to have life, like vines growing and spreading rapidly, crawling all over the corpses of warriors, and instantly burning them into dry bones.

At the same time, the Blood Tiger Commander, who had condensed the True Righteous Fire Spirit, was covered in sweat like rain, and his face quickly turned pale and old.

After all, although the cultivation of the four leaders was much higher than that of the others, it was difficult to manipulate the True Righteous Fire Spirit, and it still needed a wisp of divine soul to attach to it and maintain it by consuming flesh and blood vitality.

After trying their best to dissolve the Flame Dragon, the four of them were already tired.

What's even more terrifying is that the red gold vortex is rapidly absorbing their life essence through that wisp of divine soul, which can be described as internal and external difficulties.

"Broken!"

On the edge of life and death, the four of them shouted in unison, and the inscriptions on their bodies appeared, blessing their bodies from the invasion of flowing flames, and they wanted to abandon the wisps of divine souls and condensed fire spirits, and with their only remaining strength, they broke the shackles and broke their wrists to survive.

At the same moment, the golden vortex enveloped the four clusters of fire spirits, turned into lightning and flew back, and the red fire in Xiang Yan's eyes instantly brightened a little, cheering and jumping.

Xiang Yan raised his head and shouted, his arms were spread, the remnant sword glowed again, and the flowing flame that flew out grew rapidly, like a crawler, quickly returned to the mother nest, releasing the life essence absorbed.

The four of them escaped and turned to flee, but suddenly found that their feet were like fallen leaves taking root, and they could no longer move, and the rolling flames were like vine branches, and they had unconsciously wrapped their legs firmly.

"Roar!"

They let out an unwilling roar, the inscriptions on their bodies became brighter and brighter, and they wanted to mobilize the strength of their whole bodies to break the flowing flame rattan, but it was all in vain, no matter how they struggled, it was difficult to shake the red cobweb.

"It's so ruthless!"

The remaining Blood Tiger Guards were secretly frightened, and they understood Xiang Yan's intention, which was to force the four commanders to continuously activate the Origin Imprint, and draw their power without wasting anything, so as not to dissipate into heaven and earth after death.

But after half a cup of tea, the pupils of those people were deeply concave, and their vitality was gone, like collapsed artemisia.

"Run!"

Someone shouted in a lost voice, they were so frightened that they trembled, they had already lost their courage, even the best of their strength was so powerless to resist, they were even more powerless to resist.

The Blood Tiger Guard came strongly, and although there was constant speculation, he never thought that it would be such a result, and the situation took a sharp turn, but it was only a matter of moments.

The previous talk and laughter were full of laughter, and the arguments were simply jokes, but Xiang Yan at this time was a big mountain, a giant, and they were just ants who couldn't help themselves.

"Whoosh!"

The wind whistled in his ears, Xiang Yan's eyes were full of scarlet light, a few dragons with fire, dozens of streamers, flew out in the red fog, very fast, and there was a muffled sound of "poof" in the distance.

On the corpse, the dripping lava-like goo was the same as it was now, and the life essence was sucked by the spreading Flowing Flame Spirit Vine, turning into a red torrent, which submerged into Xiang Yan's body, leaving only a white bone, which quietly sank into the swamp.

At this time, the fire in Xiang Yan's eyes was blazing, and the light of the mystical runes was as blazing as the sun, like a bottle of saints, exuding a strong moral might.

After a long time, the flames in his eyes were extinguished, the golden runes disappeared, and the red flames around him gradually disappeared, turning into a red essence and escaping into the remnant sword, and he immediately regained his clarity.

Everything in the forest was calm, but what he saw was terrifying.

He vaguely remembered that the power of qi and blood all over his body and the instant boiling vigorous, the power of his arms sprayed, gently waving, there was the power of destroying mountains and forests, and now he returned to the beginning again, it was really weird.

"If you succeed, you will trace the road for three thousand, and if you fail, you will be dusty for a hundred years!"

Like a voice from the sky, this familiar word came again.