Chapter 11: The Dragon Gives Birth to Nine Sons, and the Children Are Different (Part II)

The cold is cold, the cold is forested, a rain of swords and soldiers comes, and the piercing white light appears, dazzling the eyes and the soul.

Han Xuanming was planted in the soil, oppressed by the huge force of the tyrant, and wanted to escape but couldn't. The silver spirit in his hand was held high, and his head seemed to be covered by a mountain, and he trembled.

As far as the eye can see, the silver rain is boundless!

Han Xuanming had no choice, at this moment, he had to explode the strength of his whole body.

Like a brilliant sun descending, the immeasurable silver light shone brightly, illuminating the whole forest. At this moment, Han Xuanming was surrounded by thousands of heavenly swords, suspended and coiled, and flew out.

"Boom!"

It was as if a volcano was erupting, and a beam of light that reached the sky burst out, connecting with the sky. Han Xuanming walked out of the pillar of light and stood in the air, with brilliant brilliance flowing all over his body, as if the son of God had descended into the world.

A long sword in his hand, peerless and brilliant, dazzling the world, can be called a divine weapon.

This outbreak temporarily solved Han Xuanming's predicament, shattered the joint blow of Baxia and Jairus.

Standing in the void, Han Xuanming looked around, and all he could see was a scorched mountain forest. Such a scene was completely caused by the Fox, and a previous firework turned this place into a dead place.

At this time, from somewhere, the ethereal and hazy sound of music sounded, as misty as pine and bamboo in the forest, as vast as the moon on the river, which made people intoxicated, as if drunk and slightly drunk.

If the piano is struck, the sound of rattle and kite playing, vast and flowing, surrounds Han Xuanming's body, making it like falling into a dream, and can't help but close his eyes and admire.

When Han Xuanming opened his eyes again, he felt amazed, surprised and stunned by what he saw.

The music of the vast distance contains infinite life force, and in the blink of an eye, it inspires the growth of all things and the blooming of flowers. In the forest, the original scorched black changed in an instant, and the intoxicating greenery spread.

Dead trees are still reappearing in spring, and flowers and grasses bloom with new sprouts!

Han Xuanming was surprised and said, "This ...... Is this the power of the Tree of Life?"

In the charming green, there seems to be a good fragrance spreading together. Han Xuanming snorted violently, and that special taste was violently poured into Han Xuanming's nose.

"This taste...... Like ...... The smell of fireworks at the temple ......"

Almost at the same time as he thought of this, Han Xuanming's mind seemed to be turbulent, and a sense of crisis came to him, making the hairs on his body stand up.

Han Xuanming secretly said "Not good", and the silver spirit rolled horizontally, exploding with almost violent power, brilliant and boundless, and extremely violent.

A sword swept in all directions, sweeping out a near-perfect arc, causing the nearby space to tremble violently. Suddenly, an illusory world disappeared, and the whole world returned to its original appearance.

Han Xuanming said angrily: "The eldest of the six dragons, the prisoner cow, good music. This illusion was created by it!"

When the surrounding scenery changed back to its original appearance, everything he saw once again made Han Xuanming's eyes shocked.

Everything around has long been shrouded in a layer of white smoke again, like a gauze tent wrapping around this place, so tightly that no trace of wind can be exposed from it.

"Oh no! It's the smoke that the fox made!" Han Xuanming was shocked.

Before Han Xuanming reflected again, the white smoke shook wildly, the magic power was released, and it was another catastrophe of heavenly fire, burning the mountains and forests, rendering the whole world into a blood red.

"Damn!" Han Xuanming screamed in pain, and was injured by the same trick again, and his whole body was scorched.

In a hurry, like a fish that has slipped through the net, it runs away towards the place where the fire is weak.

The afterglow in his eyes swept away, and in the upper corner of the oblique corner, another terrifying killing light came, and a divine soldier crossed the barrier of space and killed the top of Han Xuanming's head.

The blow, no doubt, came from Jairus.

While fleeing, Han Xuanming quickly swept out a sword and dodged to the right at the same time.

Turning his head, a pair of pupils, as if they were sharp in this world, like thousands of divine radiances, flashed together, looking in the direction of Han Xuanming, making his soul tremble, his whole body trembled, and he fell down unconsciously.

This is the deterrent power that comes from the relentless fox, which brings mental devastation.

At this moment, as if falling into an abyss, there was only a paleness and powerlessness in Han Xuanming's heart.

What's even more desperate is that impartially, directly below Han Xuanming, the mantis kiss appeared, a bloody mouth opened, devouring everything in the world, the suction was extremely terrifying, and he wanted to swallow Han Xuanming in one bite.

Struggling and wandering, like a bird that is unwilling to accept its fate, its belly is full of sourness. This time, Han Xuanming tried his best to escape to the sky.

"Dang!"

As if he was unwilling to give Han Xuanming a chance, in the long air, Pu Lao let out a loud roar, and suddenly, the sound of hitting the bell sounded, the magic sound was terrifying, shattering his heart and soul, and making Han Xuanming lose stability for a moment.

The upper and lower levels were cut off from retreating, and there was no way, so Han Xuanming had to choose and retreat to the rear. The silver light flashed, turned into a shocking rainbow, and retreated.

Without any warning, where he retreated, a heavenly monument appeared out of thin air, blocking Han Xuanming's way. Above the stele, there is a dragon-shaped divine beast lying down, the god is majestic, majestic and solemn.

"Bang!"

Han Xuanming's speed was too fast, even though he had tried his best to slow down, but unfortunately, he still couldn't stop completely, and hit his head on the stele, supporting the stele with both hands, and sliding down.

At the same time, the resentment in Han Xuanming's heart was unspeakable, the pain and anger in his abdomen were intertwined, and he gritted his teeth and said: "This time, it is the eighth of the nine sons, who is negative, likes Sven, and often coils on the stone tablet." ”

Without allowing Han Xuanming to think about it, the heavenly monument in front of him suddenly disappeared, and the surrounding scenery changed again.

Han Xuanming's heart froze, and he paid twelve points of attention, looked around, paid attention to everything, and muttered to himself: "Could it be that this time, it's the prisoner cow again?"

"No, there is no sound, it shouldn't be a trick to prison the cow. Han Xuanming inferred.

Before Han Xuanming could think of everything, the space shook violently, as if a canopy of heaven was pulled down, things changed and stars shifted, darkness spread, and it was boundless.

Especially under the ground, it has become a gloomy darkness, which seems to be pure black in this world, without a trace of impurities, devouring people's souls, and it is extremely terrifying.

Such a scene is like the door of hell opening open, causing thousands of ghosts to come out.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The terrifying sound, like grit rubbing, and like an iron plate colliding, made Han Xuanming's soul tremble, and he couldn't help but have white stars in his eyes.

Although he didn't know what was in the depths of the darkness, there was a voice in Han Xuanming's heart telling him that he must not approach there.

Han Xuanming said to himself: "This trick is definitely the third son of the Nine Sons of the Divine Dragon, mocking the wind, only if it is good and dangerous, can it do this kind of thing." ”

"Damn! I don't even know where it is?!" Han Xuanming was indignant.

was depressed, what Han Xuanming didn't expect was that overhead, the wind and rain created by the mantis kiss struck, turning into a big wave, and above the waves, there was still standing and domineering.

The light in the eyes of the mantis kiss was blazing, revealing murderous intent, like a meteorite, falling with a "bang", pressing on Han Xuanming's head, like Mount Tai pressing on the top.

Han Xuanming looked up, wanting to greet him with a sword.

At this time, in the void, the beautiful music created by the Prison Cow came hazy again, creating an illusion, concealing the figure, making it impossible for Han Xuanming to find it.

Under the protection of the illusion, Jairus and Foxy also acted together, one releasing a sword and the other releasing smoke, both of which were lore moves, rushing towards Han Xuanming.

"Do you really think I'm a bully?" Han Xuanming gritted his teeth and said angrily.

This time, the power of the whole body bursts out.

It seems that there is a big world conceived in Han Xuanming's body, containing immeasurable divine power, condensed into one. Between heaven and earth, wisps of spiritual energy are converging here, like pouring into a spring.

The silver spirit is condensed, like the sword of creation, shining with absolute divine light.

A silver ray, peerless dazzling, broke out.

Han Xuanming held the sword in both hands, used all his strength, and slashed hard towards the place around him, which was an incomparable Bai Lian, enough to cut the world in half and tear it out.

"Boom!"

This blow, like a blow from the creation of the world, is absolutely incomparable, and the blazing white light, like a hundred thousand suns, bursts out of peerless divine light together, illuminating everything in the world.

A mighty heavenly wind burst out and swept the world in an instant, like a hurricane of the end of the world, blowing away everything in the world, pushing the world to the brink of destruction, and the great ruin occurred.

The Jedi outbreak brought life to Han Xuanming.

The power of the devil swept over, and the terrible coercion swept away everything in the world. The sound of the sky is moving, and it can't stop the sound of space shattering, and the smoke and dust are vast, and they are blown clean in an instant.

The Heavenly Sword was terrifying, drawing a terrifying trajectory, but under the raging wind, it became like a fallen leaf in the wind, drifting in all directions, and pieces flew away.

After such a blow, Han Xuanming used almost all his strength, and there was no longer any strength left.

Falling from the sky, Han Xuanming was like a withered leaf in late autumn, losing all his strength, but in his hand, he was still holding his sword tightly.

The moment before landing, Han Xuanming used up the only strength he had left, spun around violently, and squatted on the ground. The sword in his hand poked deep into the earth, and he raised his head suddenly, and a sharp electric light shot out from his eyes, which was extremely cold.

In the distance, this time, the dragon gave birth to nine sons, and the nine sons were actually lined up in a row, all of them tied in front.

Han Xuanming's eyes were cold, and he slowly got up, staring at the nine-headed beast in the distance, his heart was extremely heavy, and he clenched the sword in his hand and tightened his lips.

At this time, what Han Xuanming was thinking about in his heart was how to completely defeat the nine-headed dragon beast in the distance.

However, to his surprise, this time, the nine-headed demon beast did not attack, but turned into nine brilliant divine lights and fused into one.

A giant tree appeared in front of Han Xuanming's eyes.

Such a scene made Han Xuanming stunned, unable to understand, shocked and curious: "Strange, the tree of life, how did it change back?"