The gun in Azir's hand was refined from the endless yellow sand, while the sword in Chang Hao's hand was simply aggregated by spiritual power, and the real was against the virtual, Chang Hao suffered a small loss in one face, and the spiritual power long sword was shattered into pieces in the sky after a while.

"It's a lot stronger than before. Chang Hao seemed to be talking to himself.

Azir snorted coldly, and handed out a shot again, the tip of the spear was full of light, not to mention the magic that was entangled with hundreds of amplification forces and enhanced cutting, and the powerful shot stabbed out the vortex storm, but Chang Hao was very "ignorant of lifting" to face the difficulties, and the vortex storm around the golden spear was pulled in his hand, and the wind system divine power made a move, and then shaped it with divine thoughts, and in an instant, it was kneaded into eighteen stormy dragons to launch a counterattack.

You Long's eighteen jumps are connected from head to end, setting off a trend of turning over the river and the sea, and treating his body with the way of others.

The two wind dragons that bore the brunt of the collision hit Azir's chest, and he grabbed them with one hand, tearing them into the original airflow form, and the remaining sixteen unreasonable collisions were in his chest, one hit more fiercely than the other, making the sound of Hongzhong Dalu, forcing Azil to retreat again and again, and he retreated in the air like this, which was a full sixteen steps.

The powerful sixteen consecutive collisions did not seem to cause visible damage to Azir, but his chest collapsed somewhat, and several strands of refined yellow sand poured into his body, and his chest stood as tall as ever.

But Chang Hao knew that the magic power of his "Eighteen Dragons Collision" was absolutely explosive, and the impact of a single wind dragon had a force of 500,000 catties, so you can imagine how perverted the impact resistance of Azir's current body is.

Since the two of them entered the melee combat phase, Azir had spoken a lot less, not because he had a bad tongue, but because he was vaguely aware of the unclear situation.

If it is divided by the realm of a mage in Middle-earth, he belongs to the level of a mage, but his strength is definitely not lost to any great mage, firstly because of his rich combat experience, and secondly, because he controls the entire desert.

Among the many realms of magicians, the Great Wizard is already a top-level existence at the top of the pyramid, an existence that can cast forbidden spell-level magic on his own, and a great existence that should be worshiped and admired by countless people.

But now, he, the great magician, couldn't help a young man.

Azir couldn't figure out at all, this guy named Chang Hao obviously used some spell to condense the wind into the appearance of a dragon to attack, and he quietly used the magic of elemental forbiddenness, trying to ban Chang Hao like Emilia did to ban Chang Hao.

But he was wrong, very wrong. The Elemental Prohibition didn't have a dime effect on the eighteen wind dragons, as if they weren't made of magic, but of a similar force.

Azir is really full of frustration and has nowhere to vent.

Yes, yes, he had been dead for more than 1,000 years, but 1,000 years was not enough time for the magic system to develop into another shape. Everyone else is normal, just like the human magician before, is she normal, how can she just change someone, so outrageous that even the elemental prohibition is ineffective?

Azir couldn't understand it in his heart.

Similar ≠ the same, the high-level magic of the Elemental Forbidden Sect directly muted the fire, and the result was that Azir ate the powerful impact of the sixteen wind dragons like a fool.

Thanks to the fact that he used desert magic to refine and reforge his body, otherwise these sixteen powerful impacts alone would have made the previous Azir unable to rise again on the spot.

However, what made Azir care most was the extremely rare momentum on Chang Hao's body and the golden dragon phantom behind him that was as hazy as a mirror.

Before his failed ascension, Azir was a master of magic and had a long lifespan, having been the desert emperor for hundreds of years. Because he has been in a high position for a long time, he naturally has the temperament of a superior person. With the prosperity of the Desert Empire at that time, his temperament became stronger and stronger, and finally achieved his kingly temperament.

Whether or not those enemies of Azir admit it, this unique "kingly temperament" in him does play a role in shaping the situation of the battle, the enemy will be afraid to look directly into his eyes, will not be able to look directly at the shining light on his body, and will instinctively offer his knees to the person in front of him - on the physical level.

This "kingly temperament", which is similar to the effect of the skill aura, played a crucial role in Azir's later expansion of the territory. This kind of temperament has a particularly obvious effect on people whose realm is not as good as him, and it can even be said to be a kind of suppression.

But it is such an invincible "kingly temperament", after meeting Chang Hao, it suddenly seems to have become a light bulb without electricity, and it can no longer be lit.

Azir could feel that Chang Hao had an aura that was not particularly strong but definitely higher than the level of "king temperament" on his body, and this kind of noble to the teeth seemed to come from his bloodline, which was inherited by blood.

What made Azir tremble the most was the golden dragon phantom behind Chang Hao.

Your guy's dragon breath is so heavy!TM has a golden dragon phantom hanging behind him, and he almost didn't carve a capital dragon word on his head, and you still say that it has nothing to do with the dragon clan?

Do you really think my dignified desert lord is a dumbfounder?

Azir sent a message to the end of the horizon that he didn't know who it was going to, and then the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he took the initiative to launch a stormy attack on Chang Hao.

Azir's strong body is like a golden cast, and the spear in his hand swayed a hundred-meter-long spear in his hand, which can be seen to be a master of playing with guns with goods in his stomach, Azir used the sharp and incomparable spear to block Chang Hao's retreat, and other hundreds of desert magics such as Tuliu Wall, Tuliu Thorn, Sand Waterfall Burial are endless, dazzling, and it is really possible to capsize in the gutter if you are not careful.

However, Chang Hao is not afraid, he has a god, who is he afraid of?

The divine thoughts, which were even more powerful than the Abyss Lord Agomoto, radiated to the surroundings, and instead of Chang Hao's eyes, all the paths of Azir's attacks were judged in the blink of an eye, clear and clear like a painting.

Chang Hao saw a picture composed entirely of lines in front of him.

The lines represent Azir's attack path, which is indeed dense, these lines are intertwined like a ball of thread, if you are accidentally caught in it, the end will definitely not be too good, but now the trajectory of these attacks is marked, and only a fool will step into it.

This is the divine thought, this is the supreme treasure of the Eastern Immortal Cultivation Realm.

Chang Hao was walking around under the indiscriminate bombardment of desert magic, all the attacks were only a little bit away from him, but he just couldn't touch it, until Azir's attack became more and more fierce, and there was no room for movement and dodge, Chang Hao began to fight back.

"Sword coming!" Chang Hao stomped on the sky and walked alone, rotated and pulled up with one hand to the ground, countless yellow sand flew into the air, and in his hand gathered into a hundred-zhang size yellow sand giant sword, the yellow sand giant sword was like a dragon around Chang Hao, and the momentum rose like the sky.

The young Bright Wilderness Lord "carried" the sword and handed it forward, and in an instant, the wind surged, and the Desert Lord, whose momentum did not fall in the slightest, swept out dozens of hundred-meter-long spears in the blink of an eye, and the roar of gold and iron suddenly burst out between heaven and earth.

Azir shook off the sharp sword intent that rushed straight at him with a single shot, and a powerful shockwave swept across the oasis outpost, and the Prism Tower and date palm trees were uprooted by the wind and crushed to pieces, even if a platinum-level knight stood here, he had to return to the west calmly in the next second. The coalition forces hid behind the low wall and shivered, only to realize that the lord's anger was stronger than heaven's might.

When it comes to the current realm of Chang Hao and Azir, most of them use the aura of heaven and earth in every move, as long as the aura of heaven and earth is not deficient, it is not impossible for two people to fight to the end of the world. But the problem is that the spiritual energy storage of heaven and earth is not infinite, it is impossible to borrow it endlessly, and there will always be a moment when it will be squandered.

However, it just so happened that both the monks of the East and the magicians of the West all had a common habit, that is, they would always have energy in their bodies that was several times purer than the purity of the aura of heaven and earth in case of emergency.

To put it simply, it is almost the same as the private money of modern men.

Chang Hao and Azir both kept each other's hands, and they were waiting.

In terms of hard power, the two have tested each other, and it is difficult to say who wins who will win whom, at least in the current situation.

When they are waiting for the spiritual energy of this heaven and earth to be empty, everyone will use their background to decide the winner!

"You are a dignified desert lord, you have finally been resurrected after a thousand years, and you have made up your mind to be the dog leg of the human empire?" Chang Hao casually grabbed another yellow sand giant sword.

"What qualifications does the Human Empire have to order me?" Azir sneered.

"In the past few hundred years, the desert kingdom has guarded the frontier for the human empire, and it doesn't matter how many immoral things you have done, because you have just come back to life, and those who don't know are not guilty, but please go back and ask the current king of the desert kingdom to see if I lied to you. ”

Chang Hao said with his mouth, the movements in his hands were not ambiguous at all, and the picture of the swordsmanship manipulating a dozen or so high yellow sand giant swords as high as dozens of floors was shocking.

Azir responded to all changes with the same attitude, the sharp tip of the spear trembled like a bright star, and his face remained unchanged under the combination of a dozen or so yellow sand giant swords.

Chang Hao denied what he said, but he had a clear picture of what the actual situation was.

After the Desert Empire lost its powerful ruler a thousand years ago, the various desert tribes fell into chaos and division, and the Human Empire quickly recovered after the painful period of the sea and land war, and applied both soft and hard measures to the desert tribes, and spent hundreds of years supporting a new desert country, a kingdom that obeyed their orders.

For hundreds of years, the Desert Kingdom has done many unsightly things for the Human Empire, and countless benefits have turned into countless gold and silver flowing into the Human Empire, all of which are in Rommel's memory, and Azir also knows the historical truth buried under the wind and sand.

But so what?

He is the lord of the desert, the emperor of the desert, how could he let these unknown guys set foot on his territory because of a word from others?

"This nonsense, wait until you can win against this king!" Azir growled.

At this moment, the Heaven and Earth Aura of this Heaven and Earth was finally squeezed dry under the endless squandering of the two of them, and the Heaven and Earth Aura hundreds of kilometers away began to fill this huge hole, but it would take a long time.

"Okay!

Chang Hao's momentum rose to the apex, the vast ocean of spiritual power in the dantian was surging and setting off hundreds of huge waves, he was like a humanoid rocket and went straight to the height of the sky, referring to the sword, and slashed out the incomparable sword qi in the air as a cage, and then stretched out his hand and pulled it, and the clouds in the sky were used by him, turning into thousands of sword blades, dripping like rain!

What is an immortal? This is probably an immortal.

The sharp gold contained in the sword qi cage pierced Azir's face in severe pain, the sword did not arrive and the intention came first, his eyes widened angrily, countless desert magic were blessed on his spear, and endless sand soldiers appeared around him, and he launched the most fierce counterattack towards the sword qi cage above his head that completely locked him!

The earth shook violently, and one, ten, and hundreds of temples rose from the ground, and every cluster of sacred flames burning inside was maximizing Azir's strength.

There are as many desert temples as there is a solar disk, and hundreds of beams of light that are as hot as lasers are projected into the huge sword qi cage in the sky.

A thousand-year-old spectacle appeared in the desert.

The Desert Emperor led countless sand soldiers to fight back into the sky, hundreds of temples burned, and the solar disc weaved a scorching laser net to cover the sky, and the sound was as powerful as heaven.

And all this is just to resist the attack launched by a human against him.

Just like the scene when he tried to ascend.

Countless sand soldiers used their bodies to resist Xiaoxiao's sword rain, and then disappeared invisibly, hundreds of nets intertwined with scorching sun lasers condensed the sword qi cage for a moment, Azir used all his strength to stab it with one shot, and the sword qi cage collapsed, but he didn't even have time to rejoice, he saw Chang Hao's golden pupils as bright as stars.

That indescribable majesty was something he had never felt before. Under this gaze, it was as if he was a mortal and needed to look up at the true gods.

"This can't be!" Azir's confidence and sword qi crumbled together.

Chang Hao stretched out a palm, and the thousands of spiritual power and sword intent in his body all converged here, and his five fingers became a sword, and a thousand-zhang giant sword fell down at the highest point in the sky!

"Forbidden Sword Technique!

The azure giant sword that occupied Azir's entire field of vision came with a bang, the spear in his hand made of countless yellow sand and wills was broken, all the temples and solar disks were wiped out in the blink of an eye, and the sword qi seemed to sweep the entire world, and the roar of sword qi echoed in everyone's ears, and there was no other sound.

Azir, who was pierced by the Shangqing Cloud Breaking Sword, closed his eyes.

It was as if he was dreaming back to the day when the Ascension Ritual had failed.

The same self-confidence, the same failure.

After a short period of brain blankness and lack of oxygen, the people of Guangming Wild broke out into earth-shattering cheers, and the absence of the desert lord Azir who stopped his footsteps meant that this turbulent expedition had achieved the final victory, and the capital Istanbul was already in their pocket!

They flock to the boss of their hearts to have a celebratory ceremony.

However, Chang Hao's face did not mean to be happy, and motioned everyone to stay where they were and not act rashly, and then looked up at the sky in the distance.

In the distance of the skyline, a behemoth crashes through the clouds and flies towards it.