The cold wind blew the flames burning on the phantom beast's body to the ground, and the goose feathers and snow fell one after another, melting instantly under the scorching flames, and the flames on the phantom beast's body were pressed down a few points again.

In the rising mist, the ice prism was like a mirror, refracting the cold light, and falling towards the beast tide. However, what came from the mist was not a piece of ice crystals, but a phantom sword that exuded colorful brilliance, and on the spine of the phantom sword, it was covered with a layer of frost.

At this time, the phantom sword no longer fell on a large scale, but turned into two sword streams like green snakes, like the earth's veins gushing, roaring into the beast tide.

The dragon grows with the flying sword, and the crane guards the full moon of the god pill.

The silver dragon flipped, the ice flowers bloomed, the two sword streams passed through the layers of beast tides, constantly intertwined in the advance, and finally accompanied by a high dragon chant pierced the night sky, the sword flow converged and turned into a sword dragon cast by the phantom sword, the scales of the dragon shook off the colorful sword light, the white moonlight swept over the dragon body from the tail of the dragon, a layer of blue ice crystals gradually covered the dragon body, the sword light was restrained, the dragon seemed to rush out of the glacier of thousands of feet, and went straight to the elders behind.

"Well come, Ryujin Fury."

Seeing the dragon attacking, the elder's whole body was surging, the Dao robe on his body was full of tigers and tigers, and the flames around him were even higher, he raised the long knife in his hand and pointed at the sky, a firelight went straight to the sky, behind him, the vast night reflected a mirage-like scenery.

The earth cracked, red magma erupted, mountains and rivers overturned, and the sky covered with smoke and dust. Qingya saw that the pillars between heaven and earth had been lost, the sky was gradually falling, the water of the heavenly river turned into an endless torrential rain and fell on the earth, the surface of the earth was raised, and the black earth was scorched everywhere, and the heaven and earth gradually returned to chaos.

And in the midst of this void chaos, a dragon roar resounded through the sky, and then, a fire dragon flew into the sky from the cracks of the earth, even if it was just a mirage, Qingya seemed to be able to feel the scorching flame waves.

The dragon's golden scales burned with pale flames, and the blazing white light shot out from its dazzling eyes, and between the swallows, the clouds and mist of heaven and earth were like the red glow of the evening, dyed with bright fire vapor.

This Canglong is the totem that the Wildfire Holy Sect has always worshipped, their god, the Eight Desolate Flame Dragons.

Yan Long looked at the earth condescendingly, his fiery eyes seemed to penetrate time and space, and he saw the two Qingya in the real world, and also saw the roaring sword ice dragon.

Perhaps it was because he saw his kind of competitiveness, the Yanlong raised his head to the sky and roared, and then quickly swooped downward, and suddenly the space between reality and illusion seemed to be distorted, and the huge dragon head came to the present world from the illusion, and the Eight Desolation Yanlong descended.

No, that's not the real Eight Desolation Flame Dragon, the Flame Dragon that crossed out of the illusion, the scales are blurred, the brilliance is restrained, and even the size is not known how many times smaller, it is just a dragon-shaped flame.

Qingya couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, if he could summon the Eight Desolate Flame Dragon Himself only with the cultivation of the Jindan Period, then this Desolate Fire Holy Sect would have already turned the sky upside down, and it turned out that this was just a projection technique.

But this is still not to be underestimated, and in a moment, the two dragons rushed straight at each other, and as soon as they looked at each other, they tore each other and wrestled together.

The flames melted the frost, the snow extinguished the flames, the flame dragon tore off the ice scales with a bite, and the ice dragon's claw blow shook the flames into dispersion, and as the ice cover gradually decreased, the sword dragon gradually revealed its true form.

The colorful phantom swords that turned into dragon scales stood up violently, and shot towards the Yan Dragon, and under the dense sword rain strafing, the flames on the Yan Dragon's body gradually dimmed.

Finally, the sword dragon let out a long groan, and the dragon's head turned into a giant sword, which quickly shot into the center of the Yan Dragon's eyebrows. The Yan Dragon, who was already at the end of his crossbow, was pierced through his head by the giant sword, letting out a painful wail, and his body kept flickering, but it still never disappeared.

But at this time, the phantom sword had all dissipated, and the Yan Dragon kept rolling in the air, brewing power for a long time, and finally all concentrated on this final blow, like a meteor outside the sky, burning towards the two Qingya on the ground.

The Yanlong collided with the ship, and a violent explosion occurred on the deck in an instant, and the sky-high flames continued to explode, and thick smoke billowed up, and for a while, everyone scattered and fled.

When the smoke cleared, I saw that the original three-story Reflecting Moon Tower had been cut off one layer at this moment, but fortunately, the rest of the people had evacuated to the lower floor early, and only a few Wildfire Sect members were affected.

At this time, the two sides of the war, the elder was covered with gray hair, and the air flow around him had disappeared, and he was gasping violently at this time.

On the other side, the two of them also appeared, the two of them were dressed as before, and their faces did not change, as if the impact of Fang Cai had never happened at all, but the harmony jade on Qingya's waist, of which only one-third of the lilac chaotic qi remained.

"Hehehe, once, twice, how many times can you resist, when the old man's spiritual power recovers, it will be the two of you...... What ......"

The elder was about to delay time so that he had enough time to recover his spiritual power, but he didn't expect that Qingya would appear in front of him in an instant, and the long sword in the hand of the young man in front of him was already against his chest.

"Impossible, no body in the world can have such speed."

But at this time, there was no time for him to be surprised, and the sword light carried by the Qing Ming Sword was instantly injected into his body, and the tip of the Qing Ming sword had already pierced his skin.

It was Elder Jingxu's Ling Yunbu again, who found an opportunity to break the situation for Qingya in the stalemate.

But Qingya then found that the sword light that poured out could only flow on the surface of the elder's body, and the long sword in his hand could not advance a single bit.

But he saw that the elder's body continued to glow with layers of red light, and the red light continued to emerge and gradually become clear, and finally condensed into a pair of crimson armor covering his body, but the tip of the Qingying sword was pushed back a few inches, and the green cliff rotated the tip of the sword, and one after another sword qi bombarded the armor, but it could only explode bursts of sword light on its surface, even if it was a high-speed rotating sword tip, it could only continue to stir up a little spark.

"This is the treasure of this sect, just with your cultivation during the foundation building period, it is a fool's dream to break through my defenses, the fire god dragon armor, combined."

I saw a dragon pattern lit up on the armor, and a burst of red light emerged from the dragon's head, walking all over the body along the veins that the armor kept emerging, and with a dragon roar, the red armor was covered with a layer of dragon armor again.

The majestic dragon head breastplate, the hideous dragon claw shoulder armor, and the arm guard leg armor and other parts condensed the flames, as if it was freshly smelted steel, exuding red heat energy.

Then, the elder grabbed the body of the Qing Ming sword, and the blade of the sword flipped back and forth in his hand, but it still couldn't cut through the armor's defense, and the heat energy from the armor stained the Qing Ming hot.

"Green Cliff."

Hua Qing'er was about to step forward to help, but she saw a token coming quickly, and after she swung her sword to knock it away, she saw the Wildfire Holy Spirit standing in front of her.