The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

The fire crow that covered the sky and sun hovered above his head. Although it did not fall, it gave people an indescribable sense of oppression.

Everyone in Chanjiao looked at the scene above their heads and swallowed their saliva involuntarily, feeling a little uneasy in their hearts. It's just that this thought just appeared in his mind, and the next sudden change occurred.

The countless fire crows hovering in the sky seemed to have received some instructions, and after suddenly turning their directions, they rushed towards the interpretation and teaching crowd.

Seeing the overwhelming fire crows rushing over, the real person Fuxian's face suddenly changed greatly. With a wave of his arm, the Tai Chi pattern that was blocking the front was instantly enlarged, and his brother was strictly blocked behind him.

With the impact of the first fire crow, a ball of flame instantly exploded. The flames that sputtered then turned into several identical fire crows, but they were slightly smaller than before.

However, in a moment of effort, as more and more fire crows hit the Tai Chi pattern, the separated fire crows also doubled.

When Real Man Fuxian saw this, he was a little stunned, looking at the scene in front of him with incredible expression.

"Wh, why is this more and more?"

Seeing the fire crows that kept hitting and separating them surrounded himself and the group of fellow men, Madam Fuxian regretted opening up the Tai Chi pattern and blocking it.

It was already too late, and it was not right for the real person Fuxian to withdraw with the Tai Chi pattern. It was not right to block. For a time, he could only stand in place and consume the fire crow.

"Cihang, where's your clear glass bottle? Hurry..."

At this time, the real person Yuding watched more and more fire crows, and seeing that Fuxian was about to be unable to hold it, he couldn't help feeling anxious, turned his head to look at the Taoist Ci Hang, and planned to let him take the fire crows.

Helpless eyes fell on the clear glass bottle in the hands of the Ci Hangdao person. At this time, the magic weapon had already changed its appearance, and a faint red light emitted from the bottle.

"Brother, I can't hold it anymore."

Taoist Ci Hang said with a bitter face, the pure colored glass bottle in his hand was about to become the Phoenix Fire colored glass bottle. Only Huang Huo was left in the bottle, and the willow branch was still in his hand at this time.

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help feeling cold. If this situation continues, they are afraid that they will really be burned here.

At this time, the true monarch of morality, holding a fan of five fires and seven birds, frowned, hesitated in his eyes when he looked at that Huo Crow. After thinking about it, he turned his wrist and slapped the fan in his hand heavily.

I saw a flame suddenly gushing out from the fan, and then I saw a phoenix bird composed of flames appearing in midair.

With the sound of a loud bird's cry, the phoenix bird spread its wings, and the powerful pressure caused the fire crow in the sky to instantly stagnate. Upon seeing this, the moral prince saw a stagnation on his face, and then a joy in his heart, which seemed to be useful.

With another move of his wrist, the phoenix bird suddenly rose into the air, and many fire crows followed behind him.

When everyone saw this, they felt relieved. It seemed that even the fire crow had to follow Chaofeng's rules. As long as the phoenix bird led the fire crow to other places, the fire crow formation would destruct itself.

At this moment, Luo Xuan, who was in control of the Mandaw Pot, didn't look panicked. On the contrary, he showed a sneer, raised his fingers with one hand, and pointed at the large group of fire crows that followed the Phoenix Bird. There was a sudden flash of light in his eyes, and he shouted loudly: "Hey!"

As Luo Xuan's voice fell, I saw the flames on the fire crow who followed the phoenix bird instantly rose, and then they kept crashing together.

When the audience saw this, they couldn't help but feel a little confused, wondering what exactly Luo Xuan was doing. With puzzlement in his heart, he looked at the fire crow in the sky.

A large number of fire crows began to collide together, but for a moment, everyone was horrified to find that the fire crows were actually continuously merging.

After a while, the number of flamingoes following the phoenix bird became less and less, and a giant flamingo that was several times the size of the phoenix bird suddenly appeared behind the phoenix bird.

"Wow~"

A crow crow resounded between the heaven and the earth, and the huge fire crow spread its wings, and countless fireballs spewed out from both sides of the wings and smashed towards the phoenix bird.

Because he was crushed in size, he was suddenly attacked by the fire crow, and the phoenix bird's momentum instantly weakened, and the flames on his body became dimmed.

The True Monarch of Morality who controlled the Phoenix Bird suddenly turned pale at this time, apparently receiving some backlash.

The sharp giant claws grabbed at the phoenix bird, and with only one face, the giant flaming crow broke the phoenix bird's defenses and seized the opponent firmly.

In the huge wailing sound, the fire crow's blink of an eye tore the phoenix bird that turned out of flames to pieces.

There was an abnormal flush on the face of True Monarch Moral at this time, and then a big mouthful of blood was spit out. I saw the blood spray on the fan in his hand.

Among the seven flying feathers of different colors, the fiery red one dimmed instantly, but disappeared in a moment. Feiyu then slowly fell off the fan.

The real monarch of morality stared at the fan of five fires and seven birds in his hand with amazement, his eyes were full of distress.

Luo Xuan looked down at the fan of five fires and seven birds in the hands of True Monarch Moral, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth. He said with a cold snort in his heart: "Fake birds, don't let them out ashamed."

Turning his wrist, he saw that the Mandaw Pot in Na Luo Xuan's hand turned towards the huge fire crow in the sky. Then countless flames spewed toward the fire crow.

The huge fire crow in the sky instantly rose in power, a pair of eyes stared at the interpretation of the people, and then swooped down towards the other party.

Seeing the huge fire crow rushing towards him with endless power, the expressions of the people suddenly changed. Then they cast spells, propped up several barriers in mid-air, trying to block the fire crow.

Reluctantly, the fire crow was still in the realm of no one, and easily tore the barrier in front of him, and rushed towards the interpretation and teaching.

There was a trace of despair in the eyes of everyone in the interpretation. Obviously, they did not expect that today will end like this. It is really better to live in this formation than to die.

Just at this moment, I saw a purple light burst from the sky suddenly, and then a huge bowl fell down from the sky, protecting the people from the sky.

The fire crow also hit the purple golden bowl heavily at this time, and then turned into thousands of flames and spread out.

Luo Xuan's eyes condensed, obviously he didn't expect it to happen like this, his aura rose, and he looked in the direction where the purple golden bowl was flying, his expression suddenly changed, and his heart was a little surprised.

"Huh, it's still in time, otherwise it's really the bane of the door." A voice came, obviously relieved.

But there was an angry roar from behind, making the Zhenhai Dragon Palace crowd frown.

"Old-fashioned! Grandma's, what a skill to run halfway through!"

Hearing that roar in ordinary days, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raised slightly, it seemed that Li Gen was chasing people.

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