Chapter 10: The Dragon Gives Birth to Nine Sons, and the Children Are Different (Part I)

Han Xuanming stood on the ground, looking ahead in the distance, his heart was heavy, and his eyes were contemplative.

Behind him, a huge black hole, incomparably deep, with terrifying soul power, seems to lead directly to the deepest part of purgatory, and if you fall into it, you will fall directly into samsara.

At this moment, Han Xuanming was thinking about what might happen next. His eyes flickered, his eyebrows were congested, and he speculated: "Nine lights, could it be...... Is it a dragon that gives birth to nine sons?"

Ahead, far away, there are three brilliant divine lights, flickering, shining with an astonishing light, shining under the sky, all bright.

Han Xuanming's gaze became sharper and sharper, and his hair was also rendered golden by that light, dancing messily.

Staring at those three places, Han Xuanming said in a heavy voice, "What is inside that light?"

Although Han Xuanming tried his best to see the situation there, his eyesight was limited and the trees in the forest were too dense, so he couldn't see it completely clearly.

Just when Han Xuanming was looking into the distance, he was shocked to realize that all around him, at some point, had been covered by a layer of misty smoke.

The white smoke was ethereal, like a heavy light veil, extremely dignified, more and more dense, and it didn't take long for it to reach the point where you couldn't see your fingers.

In the smoke, there was also a certain aroma, smelling it carefully, and after thinking about it, Han Xuanming muttered: "This is...... The mist of fireworks in the temple?"

Han Xuanming was terrified, and looked behind him, but saw that in the fog behind him, there seemed to be an ancient tree, and there was a strange beast squatting, motionless, looking like a lion.

In the white smoke, two points of golden light, like the stars in the dark night, penetrated through the layers of mist, and they were a pair of pupils of the strange beast. It was the light of this pair of pupils that allowed Han Xuanming to reluctantly see the outline of the strange beast.

The doubts in Han Xuanming's mind dissipated in an instant, and he had already concluded: "This is the fifth son of the dragon, who likes to sit quietly and sits in his life, and likes fireworks. ”

"It seems that the change here is indeed the ninth son of the dragon. ”

The dust and smoke were filled with smoke and spread in all directions, and in a short time, the entire nearby mountains and forests were completely turned into a world of smoke, and nothing else could be seen.

Han Xuanming groped, took small steps, followed the light of the pupil, and moved in the direction of the fox.

At this moment, he didn't dare to take off at all, otherwise he would inevitably crash into a tree. In the same way, he did not dare to move quickly, for fear of hitting something and tripping over it.

Unexpectedly, suddenly, the whole sea of smoke shook, and in the next second, the burning sky fire rose!

In the blink of an eye, there was almost no transition and connection, and the whole sea of smoke turned from white to red, and the blazing flames were churning, like a meteor shower burning, and the flames rushed into the sky.

The boundless fire, which burns when it touches wood, burns for nine days, and turns the whole world into a color like blood. It was as if the end was coming, as if purgatory was shrouding, and even the farthest edge of the sky was like blood splashing.

Such a view, looking at it from a distance, is shocking and makes people feel inexplicably hopeless.

Han Xuanming was originally born in the sea of fire, and he didn't expect that there would be such a sudden change, and he was directly hit, ignited by the fire, and turned into a human-shaped torch.

There was no way to avoid being in the sea of fire, the last moment, the flames appeared, and the next moment, the whole person was seriously injured.

This is a life-threatening moment!

With his heart turning to electricity, Han Xuanming immediately raised the silver spirit in his hand, spun wildly, and the whole person was like a spinning top, drumming out the raging heavenly wind, breaking the surrounding flames, and also cutting down the nearby big trees, opening up a temporarily safe area.

The rotation stopped, and Han Xuanming immediately knelt on the ground, gasping violently, already suffering a heavy injury.

Most of the clothes on his body were burned off, his skin was charred black, and in some places he even scabbed over and turned into charcoal, and the charred skin fell off, and the bright red flesh and blood were immediately exposed, still steaming, like uncooked fresh meat.

When he raised his head, his eyes were full of light, fierce and murderous.

Leap up, a sword in the sky!

Han Xuanming turned into an off-string arrow, and the silver spirit in his hand, shining with a poignant cold light, swung forward, and rushed towards the fox, killing infinitely.

On the tree in the distance, the fox was still as motionless as a bell, like a stubborn stone, squatting on the big tree, letting Han Xuanming's attack without the slightest fear.

Just as Han Xuanming approached a few feet in front of Xuanyi, a shocking killing light appeared, bursting out from behind him, and came at an extremely fast speed.

At this moment, in Han Xuanming's mind, there seemed to be an alarm bell ringing to warn him. He didn't even have time to think before he quickly turned around and swung a sword.

"Ding!"

There was a crisp sound, and a little cold light shone, and the silver spirit exchanged hands with a divine soldier, forcing it to change its trajectory and shoot elsewhere.

Looking up, far away, a dragon-shaped beast, its eyes were cold and terrifying, and it threw a beam of cold light here, making people feel terrified and terrified.

Han Xuanming's eyes were cold, his words were low, and he said: "It seems that it should be Jair, the second son of the dragon, who is thirsty for killing and aggressive, and has the power to deter the enemy. ”

Levitating in mid-air, Han Xuanming raised the sword in his hand and lifted it in the direction of Jairus.

At this time, all around, as if everything was growing, the white smoke raised its head again and wrapped around Han Xuanming's body.

"Do you think I'm going to get hit again? I'm not stupid!" Han Xuanming snorted coldly, turned his head and looked back, about to make a move on the fox.

At this time, the change happened again.

"Dang!"

The metal tremble sounded, like the ringing of a temple bell, so loud and terrifying that it was so powerful that it was almost disorienting, as if the ear drum had been directly pierced.

This sound came too suddenly, and it sounded directly above Han Xuanming's head.

The terrifying magic sound permeated his ears, and Han Xuanming felt that his brain was shaking left and right, and he was about to jump out of his head. Subconsciously, he directly stretched out his hands and covered his ears desperately.

Han Xuanming secretly scolded in his heart: "Damn! The roar is like a bell, the dragon gives birth to nine sons, ranking fourth, Pu Prison!"

What made Han Xuanming even more angry was that at the same time as the magic sound was heard, from a distant place, the attack of Jianwei arrived again.

Jianwei broke through the boundary of time and space, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Han Xuanming, with more than a dozen divine weapons circling around him.

Dozens of white rainbows pierced through the sky, tearing apart the barrier of space. The killing light is poignant, fierce and intimidating, sharp and incomparable, shining with a terrifying coldness, coming coldly, and rushing straight to the door.

Han Xuanming blocked his ears with both hands, unable to catch such a move, so he had to dodge left and right, and let the blade and sword slash past him.

Raising his eyes and looking at Jairus again, this time, he found a tiger-shaped beast again, majestic, looking at the tiger, looking around, and throwing a beam of essence here.

At this moment, Han Xuanming's whole person was shocked, his cold hair exploded, and his back was wet as soon as he "soared".

This is a kind of coercion, which comes from the spirit, spreads from the bottom of the heart, and cannot be avoided at all.

Han Xuanming was like a planet that had lost traction, and suddenly, he made a free fall motion and fell down.

At the same time as falling, Han Xuanming was resentful in his heart, looked up, gritted his teeth and said: "It looks like a tiger, has the power of deterrence, and is the seventh of the nine sons, and he is fierce!"

Looking down in a hurry again, the anger in Han Xuanming's heart boiled, and he said coldly: "I really think that I can't be fooled?!"

Below, out of the ability of the eye, it has already become a mountain of swords.

The cold light is shining, the cold light is gorgeous, one after another long knives and long swords, sharp and intimidating, like a poisonous snake showing its teeth, to choose people to eat.

Han Xuanming raised his divine sword and was about to swing it down.

At this time, in the sky, the roar of the giant bell sounded again, and the attack of Pu Prison came, which made Han Xuanming overwhelmed. Han Xuanming had no choice at all, so he could only raise his hands and block his ears.

At the same time, the raccoon lung pounced downward, from the spiritual deterrence of the fox, and again, it spread from the bottom of Han Xuanming's heart, making it unable to stop its body and fall downward.

At the same time, there was a heavy layer of smoke that came from where it was.

So many attacks came towards Han Xuanming at the same time, making him tired and difficult to deal with.

This is a moment when life is at stake, and Han Xuanming can't help but cheer up. The dragon has nine sons, and so far, all of them have not appeared, and it is possible when they come out.

Han Xuanming had no choice but to endure that terrifying sound and swing a sword violently to expel the white mist around him and sweep away the sword soldiers on the ground.

At this time, the corner below once again attracted Han Xuanming's attention, and exclaimed, "That's ...... It's a kiss, the eldest of the nine sons, with a moist mouth, a thick voice, and a good swallow, which can transform into wind and rain!"

The kiss below, opening its bloody mouth, has infinite suction, like a black hole, swallowing everything into the abdomen.

Han Xuanming's body was originally in mid-air, falling downward, and it was difficult to stop, this time, the speed was faster, like a residual leaf, rolling towards the mouth of the mantis.

Han Xuanming felt a chill in his heart, and in a hurry, he slashed several swords in a row, turned into a large net, and went towards the kiss cover.

The kiss is not hard to block, it is simply neat, and it jumps directly and avoids the rear. While retreating, the kiss glowed all over her body, shining brightly, brewing the next blow.

In the next moment, the wind and rain came, the wind and rain were boundless, and in an instant, in the nearby mountains and forests, the monstrous waves rolled up, pushed the mountains and rocks, uprooted the trees and cracked the ground, and slapped towards Han Xuanming.

Han Xuanming stood on the ground, raised his long sword, and slashed it fiercely, like splitting out a heaven-opening axe, and immediately opened up a calm road.

However, the wind and rain rolled up, and the big waves surged, and from it, a turtle-shaped dragon beast appeared, standing on the waves, carrying the mountains on its back, with boundless strength, and smashed towards Han Xuanming.

"This is the sixth son of the nine sons, named Baxia, with infinite strength, can carry three mountains and five mountains, and make waves in the rivers and seas. Han Xuanming looked up at the sky, and a sharp beam of light shot out from his eyes.

Raise a sword and block it against the tyrant who is pressing from the sky, using all his strength.

The strength of the overlord is simply terrifying, it is really like three mountains and five mountains, crushing down together, making Han Xuanming's arms numb and his body tremble. But fortunately, Han Xuanming resisted desperately and finally blocked this blow.

However, although Han Xuanming blocked the blow of the overlord, the force was too great, and the ground could not bear it, as if he was planting onions, and most of Han Xuanming's body fell into the soil and was difficult to pull out.

At the same time, above the nine heavens, tens of thousands of swords fell straight down, which was a move of Jianwei.