The mad dragon of the Dragon King's Palace is alive

Chapter 489 You Can Try It

While speaking, the blackness of the glove in Tu Xiao's hand gradually faded, and the terrible heat wave almost instantly made the water of the Yellow River boil.

The ground under his feet also turned into magma in an instant.

A pair of crimson gloves exuded a terrifying temperature, which made Tianjun, who came with Feng Jing from the six doors, look unchanged.

When the two of them were surging, a large piece of ice and snow appeared around them, forming a wall made of ice and snow, blocking the terrible heat wave.

Even so, the ice and snow walls melt instantly when they encounter a heat wave that spreads toward this place like ripples.

"Back! This place is not suitable for long!"

Feng Jing made a decisive decision and immediately issued an order.

Her strength is not considered strong, and she doesn't think that Shen Wanshan or Ye Xiao will worry about the danger of the six-door warriors at this time.

After all, the two sides can't even talk about cooperation. It was just a unilateral donation from the Dragon King Hall to the six doors.

The warriors of the six sects immediately retreated one after another. Among them, the warriors above Qi Refining took the crowd who hadn't left and quickly evacuated.

In a short time, many people with the six doors have already retreated a thousand meters.

Until now, the surrounding temperature has dropped a little.

The ice and snow displayed by the two heavenly monarchs also completely turned into water vapor at the same time.

As far as the eye can see, the place where Tu Xiao is located is already covered with patches of magma that is surging like the water of the Yellow River.

He stood on top of the magma, and the clothes on his body had been burned away long ago, revealing a body with clear lines.

His body is not strong, but the lines of his muscles have an indescribable beauty, and one can tell at a glance that it contains terrifying explosive power.

"At this temperature, it shouldn't be too difficult to melt your flying sword, right?"

Hu Wenfeng sneered, what he wants to see most now is for Shen Wanshan and Ye Xiao to die under Tu Xiao's hands.

Because, his time is running out.

The aura remaining in the meridians in his body could save his life for a short time, but it couldn't last for a long time, at most an hour, he would die completely.

There were two Nascent Soul Stages in front of them urging the aura to descend and restrain those heat waves, and the thousands of immortal cultivators following Hu Wenfeng did not retreat.

It is necessary for them to watch the battle from this distance, because they don't know who will win.

Is it Shen Wanshan who is at least distracted, or Tu Xiao who not only has amazing physical fitness, but also masters the high technology of the United States?
The outcome of the two can be said to determine their life and death.

As early as when they noticed the horror of Shen Wanshan's aura, they had already realized that they shouldn't be here today.

This is not their battlefield.

Here, they are just ants...

"It's not weak, high technology is indeed meaningful, but not all things in this world are high technology."

Shen Wanshan shook his head slightly, during this time, not only was Tu Xiao urging the high-tech in his gloves, he was also pouring aura into his flying sword.

While the storage ring was flickering, the tens of thousands of flying swords that appeared before had already appeared around Shen Wanshan's body.

Behind him, there seemed to be a city wall made of gold, and densely packed flying swords were neatly arranged behind him.

The two silver flying swords had already swelled to five meters long under the infusion of spiritual energy.

"Why do the two flying swords feel completely different from the feeling of the blood fiend giant sword when they grow bigger?!"

Although Chen Dong's strength is not strong, he is still the head of the Liufanmen Branch of Jiangzhou City, so he still has some vision.

With just one glance, he noticed the strangeness of Shen Wanshan's two flying swords.

"Because quantitative change can lead to qualitative change, but qualitative change is difficult to cause quantitative change."

"Under the infusion of huge spiritual energy, the concentration of spiritual energy in it reaches a certain limit, and it will start to shrink, because the restrictions and formations depicted in the flying sword are limited, and the spiritual energy that can be carried is also limited."

"What's more, the quality of his aura is far superior to that of Yin-Yang Shuangfu."

Mo Wentian smiled lightly.

Only now did others notice that on the surface of the lake that was almost formed by magma, only the square inch where Mo Wentian sat under his body had not turned into magma.

Even the clothes on his body were not hurt at all.

He is like a person who exists alone in another space, and what he can see here seems to be just a mirage.

"Senior, what do you mean, Mr. Shen's flying sword is not big in size, but its power is far greater than those of the Yin-Yang Shuangfu or Lanling Immortal Venerable?"

Chen Dong asked.

"How powerful it is, you will know it after seeing it, hehe."

Mo Wentian smiled lightly, and then tapped Erlang's leg, took out a pack of cigarettes from his storage ring, pointed out, took a drop from the flowing magma below him, and put a cigarette on his mouth. smoke lit.

"..."

Even if Shen Wanshan and Tu Xiao were about to make a move, others would feel overwhelmed by seeing Mo Wentian's location.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the battle between the two is the war of the century, because Tu Xiao's methods are more powerful than the Yin-Yang double talisman.

Can……

Mo Question just casually lit a cigarette with the magma produced by Tu Xiao...

this person……

It seemed that there was no sense of urgency at all, and it didn't matter who Shen Wanshan and Tu Xiao lost.

"You are very strong, after killing them, I will come to kill you!"

Tu Xiao glanced at Mo Wentian.

His heart was also shocked.

From the beginning to the end, he seemed to never be aware of the existence of Mo Wentian.

This person seems to have merged with this world, making him subconsciously regard this living person as a vegetation-like existence.

He didn't realize Mo Wentian's existence until Mo Wentian opened his mouth!
Just for this point alone, the strength of this person has surpassed Shen Wanshan many times!
"Young man, don't talk too much, be careful of Feng Da's tongue flashing."

Mo Wentian leisurely exhaled a smoke ring, shook his head slightly, and casually flicked the ash in his hand.

"It's interesting to light cigarettes with this magma. If you have nothing to do in the future, you can try it and kill some time."

Mo Wentian talked to himself, and his eyes fell on Shen Wanshan.

"Little ghost, you can't become a big fat man with one bite. If you instill spiritual energy into the flying sword, the power will exceed the limit you can control, and it will be bad."

With Mo Wentian's short sentence, Shen Wanshan's body trembled slightly, and the speed of changing the spell in his hand also slowed down.

"Thank you senior!"

Shen Wanshan took a deep look at Mo Wentian.

As soon as the words fell, the flying swords behind him had already turned into two giant dragons driven by two five-meter-long silver flying swords, and they attacked Tu Xiao's place from left to right!

(End of this chapter)