?Xiong Lie's flames burned down along the Wanli River at that moment.

It was like a fire blanket that shook open, or like a tide during a tsunami, rushing out without any barriers...

Not to mention ordinary people, even if they encounter Longya, they may not be able to ensure that they are intact.

When everyone who was still fighting with four black dragons in the air saw the fire surging in the sky, they immediately subconsciously glanced at the Yingmao Star in the sky, and then avoided it.

The moment they dodged, the sea of ​​90,000 miles passed the four black dragons, surrounding them in the blazing light and fire.

These four giant dragons are all made up of the black gas. The black gas today is actually much harder to deal with than when Qi Chen was sealed. After all, over the years, there has been a backlog of dark and filthy things that are difficult to remove in the world, and they blend into one with the black gas, making it much stronger.

But even so, most of the black air has experienced the pain of being suppressed by Qi Chen.

Naturally, I was so familiar with Qi Chen's breath that I couldn't be more familiar with.

At this time, surrounded by the sea of ​​fire, the four giant dragons immediately became anxious.

They were like a pot of boiling oil being poured on by someone, and they suddenly tumbling up, struggling so much that they felt like they were about to lift the sky, escape, and escape from being burned by the sea of ​​fire.

The four giant dragons were stirring like crazy, but Qi Chen had no tendency to relax.

On the contrary, he was still injecting more spiritual power into it, making the fire more and more fierce and rising, almost submerging the four giant dragons.

The connection between Yingmao and him is getting closer and closer, and the impact on him is getting greater and greater.

The four giant dragons were getting more and more crazy, and the head and tail were swept randomly, sweeping countless houses, and one tail fell down, and half of the mountain could be broken down.

The rivers and mountains are messed up by them.

The wind blades they brought up were also as sharp as swords, wiping and stirring everywhere.

Shan Xiao and the others who were avoiding the side were inevitably cut with many wounds, and even Long Ya who was guarding the four-sided talisman formation was no exception.

Qi Chen's clothes, who directly faced the Black Dragon, were even scratched.

Just as he attracted another ray of fire, more influence was projected on him. In the whistling wind, on the eaves of the ancient building behind him, Fengyunxia shook more and more violently with Qi Chen's state, and the amplitude became larger and larger.

finally……

When the wind blew harder, the ancient sound of the rustling sound came from the ancient building.

The low-retreat sound, with a hint of muteness and the ever-changing changes of the world for thousands of years, sounded from the wind and clouds.

With the endless bells of Wanling Temple, it echoes in the world for a long time.

The moment the Fengyunzhan sounded, the aura of the Mori Star on Qi Chen also rose to its peak.

I saw his short hair grow rapidly in an instant, growing wildly as if it was uncontrollable, and the clothes that were scratched all over his body also changed, turning into white clothes with wide sleeves and wide swaying.

The sleeves were swollen by the wind, flying endlessly, and the extremely long hair was also raised by the strong wind blowing on the face.

It was almost time to drop the last talisman.

Qi Chen's dark eyes moved slightly, raised his hand and quickly drew a few characters, and then his thin and slender fingers grabbed the characters and threw them away.

The ninety thousand miles of sea of ​​fire was like a huge net. After putting the four black dragons into it, Qi Chen suddenly gathered them in the middle, wrapped the four black dragons in it, and could not avoid it.

Qi Chen's head tilted slightly, and before he even looked at Longya, Longya had already understood what he meant. He threw the pen in his hand towards Qi Chen, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a long sword in the golden light.

The surge of sword energy almost emitted a red light of evil spirit, instantly stretching the entire knife.

When it penetrates straight through the sky, the sword shadow almost penetrates the sky and the earth.

A clear dragon roar resounded through the mountains and rivers, and the entire earth began to shake, and the strong wind blew and stirred harder.

The huge sword shadow hung under the nine heavens with the evil sword aura.

Hong Ming and Hu Yi who were avoiding the side immediately understood the meaning of Longya and turned into a knife light and shot straight into it.

Several ancient famous soldiers who have only heard of in legends appeared in their original form and hung around the dragon teeth.

For a moment, gold and red intertwined, and the sound of the golden soldiers kept buzzing, dragon roaring, roaring of hordes, tiger roaring, wolf howling, and crane roaring, and their momentum was soaring to the sky.

Two moments finally came again.

In Wanling Temple, in the South China Sea, on the top of Yundu Mountain, in front of the ancient building cliff, all directions finally picked up their pens again and began to draw the last talisman.

The process is as difficult as ever, and every stroke and drawing can almost drain the blood of my heart.

But because it was the last one and the achievements were coming in front of us, everyone actually drew faster than before.

The severe pain on their bodies could not affect them, and the blood that kept spilling out of the corners of their mouths could not affect them, and the wrists that were almost too fast to lift could not affect them.

There are thousands of sentient beings in the world hanging on the pen, so I dare not be slow at all.

Countless thunders and lightnings were trapped outside the dark curtains, slashing them one by one, but nothing was missing.

The bells are getting heavier and heavier, as if the entire ancient bell will completely break and fall apart in the next second.

The wind and clouds are getting louder and louder, shaking more and more violently, as if the ropes will break at any time.

The person who drew the talisman in front of the ancient building had changed from Longya to Qi Chen. Because the first three times were painted by Longya, his consumption and pain were almost the least, so he still maintained that calm expression. After drawing the last stroke of the rune, he looked up at the whole world.

Four talismans were slapped out at the same time, and fell flutteringly at the place where they should fall, forming a complete array with the previous three talisman papers.

While the talisman paper landed on the ground, the buzzing sounds of ancient soldiers hanging under the nine heavens suddenly increased. They carried the long wind of thousands of miles and fell to the giant dragon that could not escape from the sea of ​​fire!

The dragon teeth have the longest blade, and the tip of the knife is at the front. When it penetrates the black air, the evil red light almost disperses the dragon directly. The sharp hissing and hoarse howling suddenly sounded, scraping the human eardrums.

Before the dragon could reunite, one after another, huge swords had already fallen down one after another, and Yundu Mountain's ten thousand sword formations also roared, and the sound of breaking the wind was endless, and the sound of lingering sounds were heard.

The moment the four giant dragons were completely dispersed, Qi Chen raised his hand and withdrew the sea of ​​fire ninety thousand miles away, and instantly disappeared without a trace.

The four talisman arrays in the southeast, west and north suddenly lit up, and four hurricanes carried the terrifying wind whirlwind, swept the black air into the wind's eyes.

Haohao's black air was instantly divided into four trunks by the four talisman arrays, as if four pumps were installed, and they were instantly sucked clean.

Four hurricanes were wrapped in the black air that harmed the world, and were retracted to the center of the talisman array, and were then taken underground in the blink of an eye.

I heard a rumble of thunder underground, and the talisman paper on the talisman array was shaking for a moment...

After a long time, the thunder finally stopped. The talisman paper that no longer shakes emits a gentle white light, and then hides in the soil and disappears again.

The trembling buzzing sound of the dragon-toothed sword that penetrated straight into the ground took a long time to stop. Together with several other demon swords and famous swords, it transformed into a human form in a golden light.

The sword rain on Yundu Mountain has been collected, and the mountain protection sword formation that landed at the foot of the mountain has finally disappeared after hanging for a while.

The sound of the ancient bells of Wanling Temple and the sound of the wind and clouds under the eaves of the ancient building gradually decreased, and finally quietly stopped.

Only a trace of lingering sounds still appear and linger in the world...

The dark curtain that covered the sky and the sun came and closed it quickly. In a blink of an eye, the original night sky was revealed.

The thunder that kept striking finally subsided, and there was only a trace of muffled thunder left in the sky, rolling along the thick clouds. After a long period of muffled sound, a rain after the war fell...

In Wanling Temple, the roof tiles were broken, and some cracks were leaking in some places. The rain flowed along the eaves and penetrated into those cracks, and then formed into water droplets and leaked into the hall.

Water drops fell on the corners of the house, flowed on the red painted pillars, and poured on the clay Buddha statue...

Huijia was still sitting cross-legged, and the blood on the corner of his mouth gradually dried up. His eyes closed slightly, and the mole between his eyebrows was still bright red.

In the quiet hall, which was so quiet that only the sound of water drops, his breathing was almost impossible.

After a long time, the water droplets in the hall were getting more and more, and gradually connected into lines.

Huijia, who was quieter than the Buddha statue, came to his breath and finally took action. He saw him unbutton a layer of cassock half-dressed outside the monk's robe, and raised his hand back without looking back. The cassock unfolded instantly, and accurately draped on the Buddha statue, blocking the water droplets.

Then, he opened his eyes, stood up, looked at the sky quietly, chanted the Buddha's name, and walked out of the hall barefoot, as usual, through several doors, and towards the courtyard where he lived alone...

On the huge rock in the South China Sea, Director Dong looked around and saw that there was no more trouble. Finally, he changed into his usual happy appearance. Hong Ming and the others rushed back waved and said, "Let's go, go back to Jiang City."

Hong Ming licked the blood on the corner of his mouth, stomped on the rocks with high heels as if walking on flat ground, walked to Director Dong and looked down at him for a while, and said, "Director, are you sure we don't need to carry you back?"

Director Dong has no beard to blow, so he can only stare at it, but unfortunately he has no momentum: "What does it look like when you carry it back? Don't discriminate against middle-aged and elderly people. We can be very energetic-"

He wanted to walk forward while talking, but as soon as he took a step, he stopped and held his mouth and held his waist.

When Hong Ming heard a click, he looked at his instant stiff movement and said quietly: "What's wrong with Director?"

Director Dong twitched the corner of his mouth: "I'm overworked and my waist flickered..."

Guang and the others spread their hands, and without saying a word, lifted their heads up, and their movements were very indecent, as if they were carrying one head to roast... Well, wild game.

In just a few steps, they disappeared on the South China Sea.

On the Yundu Mountain fell on the Yuntai, Master Li put his junior brother's shoulder with one hand, and supported the sword with the other hand, and collapsed his shoulders. He had no temperament to pretend to be cold on weekdays. While he was calming his breath, he patted Shen He's shoulder and said, "Why are you still as straight as a coffin board? Are you not tired? Are you stupid? While the little disciple is still unable to see him at the foot of the mountain, you should quickly loosen your muscles and bones-"

Before he could finish his words, the voices of the disciples of Yundu Mountain had reached the edge of Luoyuntai. He obviously had put away the sword formation and came up the mountain.

I saw that the Dingding Master, who had just collapsed his shoulders, had a spring installed on his waist, and instantly bounced up, standing straight, like a steel plate that was unbending.

Chen He: "..."

The disciples returned to Luoyuntai and were about to report the situation below the mountain to his head, they saw the head standing like a green pine, holding the sword behind his back, and the Taoist robe rolling on the silver edge was blown up by the wind, full of fairy spirit. He waved his hand and said to the disciples: "The disaster has been resolved, so let's disperse each one."

After saying that, he was like a cloud flying away.

Elder Shen looked at his senior brother's back speechlessly, glanced at the blood on the ground again, and swung the long sword in his hand into a whisk, flew away before he quietly disappeared...

As for the cliff edge in front of the ancient building of Qushan—

Guanghe returned to Yinghuo, and the firelight on Qi Chen's body also disappeared. His long hair shrank suddenly, turned back to his short hair, and his white clothes disappeared, turning back to his shirt and trousers that had been cut by the wind blade.

He looked down at his rare and outdated appearance, and was thinking that he would have to make a new set when he went back in a while, but he felt his waist tightening and his eyes flashing.
To be continued...