Rumble!

A churning flame converged and opened behind Yang Mucheng.

"This is, Flame Intent?"

Lei Zhuoran's eyes narrowed.

Before the words fell, he saw a gust of wind surging rapidly, and in an instant, the flame swept up and disappeared into the air.

"Swift Spirit!"

Lei Zhuoran intuitively felt that his scalp was exploding.

The tongue was completely stiffened.

No words can describe his thoughts at this moment.

However.

What shocked Lei Zhuoran even more was that a large area of rock under Yang Mucheng's feet rolled up rapidly and was swept into flames.

Flame Fighting Intent!

Swift Spirit!

Earth Fighting Spirit!

The power of the three battle intents quickly converged, and above Yang Mucheng, a wild dragon composed entirely of lava was formed. The terrible heat rose up, and the air around it was distorted and blurred at this moment.

"Old Demon Yang has actually mastered three kinds of battle intent!"

"How is this possible?"

Battle will, the most fundamental power between heaven and earth.

With this kind of origin power, one can master to a higher level and transcend the shackles of cultivation.

However, there are very few who can have this kind of fighting spirit. Even if it is a powerhouse in the Xuanhai Realm, not many people can do it. But now, Yang Mucheng actually has three kinds of fighting intent, how can this not make Lei Zhuo shocked, even shocked!

"It's worthy of the name of Old Demon Yang!"

Countless people have such a thought in their minds.

A sixteen-year-old boy is called the 'old devil', which is naturally unconvincing. In the martial arts world, there are many people who are higher in cultivation than him, and there are few people who can crush him. But to be able to have three battle intentions, this is simply terrifying!

"I don't believe it! All this must be fake!"

Lei Zhuo suddenly burst out with a crazy roar, and the hundreds of thunderstorm spears suspended behind him had already shot in front of Yang Mucheng. Then, he burst into the air, squeezed the seal with both hands, and only heard a 'boom', the huge internal energy he possessed in the middle of the Xuanhai Sea suddenly shook, and a wave of internal energy like a rushing river swept out of his body.

This vast internal strength made the countless thunderstorm spears quickly circulate, constantly wrapped layer by layer, and in the shocked eyes of countless people, they transformed into a violent thunder dragon with a body size of hundreds of zhang.

Then, it was lightning that pounced on Yang Mucheng.

Yang Mucheng, on the other hand, smiled faintly and pointed with his right hand.

"Roar!"

Around him, the lava dragon, which was completely formed by the convergence of the three battle intentions, rushed towards the Violent Thunder Dragon.

Boom! Boom!

In the upper river valley, countless warriors saw an amazing scene.

Two crazy war dragons, desperate in mid-air, frantically entangled, biting. The terrifying flames, the explosive thunder, the bursts of agitation, and the dazzling golden light that burst out made many warriors can't help but close their eyes.

The berserk thunder dragon, which was completely formed by the thunderstorm spear, was huge in size, but under the attack of the magma dragon, it was like a living target, and it could only be beaten passively!

After a burst of lightning and thunder, the Magma Dragon's attacks had reached hundreds of times, and each attack made the body of the Violent Thunder Dragon smaller than the original, but in a few breaths, this Violent Thunder Dragon was already twice as small as the original!

"Give it to me!"

Yang Mucheng grabbed it with his big hand, and a surging internal energy was injected into the body of the magma dragon. At this moment, the magma dragon was directly more than doubled, and it completely surpassed the Violent Thunder Dragon at this moment!

"It can't be like this, we must counterattack, otherwise I will definitely be defeated!"

Lei Zhuoran gritted his teeth.

He took out an elixir from his arms, threw it into his mouth and chewed it fiercely. Feeling the power regathered in his body, Lei Zhuoran grabbed his hands in the air and broke out wildly again. Hundreds, thousands of thunderstorm spears suddenly appeared behind him.

Then, with a clapping of his hands, the originally clear sky was once again covered by thunderclouds, and in the next moment, countless thundercloud storms continued to fall rapidly from the sky. Suddenly, the entire Shangchuan Valley was completely swept away by the terrifying thundercloud storm.

Thunder, violent thunder dragon, thunderstorm war spear, in an instant, broke through the shackles and bombarded Yang Mucheng's body.

The loud rumbling sound kept ringing out, and the aftermath of the explosion alone was enough to shoot the entire earth into a bottomless crater!

This terrifying battle, an astonishing scene, made countless warriors quickly retreat to a safe distance towards the rear, and then fell again. The power in the battle is too great, and if you are involved in it, even the emperor Lao Tzu will not be able to save it.

Looking at the field again, they saw Lei Zhuoran, who was desperately bombarded by a crazy attack, and their hearts were shocked.

"Is this the strength of Lei Guoshi?"

"He broke out with all his might, and now he is desperate!I don't know if Old Demon Yang will be pressed back by him......"

"Look, Old Devil Yang has fought back!"

"The Thunder ......"

The lava dragon shook its body violently, and the thunder that fell from the sky was already bounced off before it could fall on it. And those thunderstorm spears were directly swept out by the big tail of the lava dragon!

"Oh my God, it's worthy of Old Devil Yang, as soon as he made a move, all of Lei Zhuoran's attacks were blasted down. ”

"The Raging Thunder Dragon can't escape?"

Countless people raised their heads at this moment and looked at the sky.

Saw.

The Violent Thunder Dragon, which was originally frantically rushing towards Yang Mucheng, did not get close, but the Magma Dragon quickly caught up, and at the same time, it saw that its big mouth opened and directly bit the neck of the Violent Thunder Dragon.

"Boom!"

A terrifying force, a crazy outburst, in the depths of the pupils of countless people, the violent thunder dragon suddenly wailed, and suddenly transformed into countless fragments, completely shattered.

The matter has come to this point, and Lei Zhuoran's last resort has been completely shattered.

"Poof~"

Spit out a mouthful of blood mist in the sky, and Lei Zhuoran fell directly from the sky and slammed into the ground.

Hiss~

When the gold-armored guards saw this, a trace of despair flashed in their eyes.

Even if they were far away, they could still feel that Lei Zhuoran's original monstrous momentum was like a deflated balloon at this moment, quickly reduced. Even until the end, it was almost faint and imperceptible.

"Do you want to save it?"

One of the golden-armored guards clenched the saber at his waist and asked in a deep voice.

"Help?" The other person shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "Even Lei Shi is not Yang Mucheng's opponent, how many of us should forget it, even if he rushes up, I'm afraid he can kill us with a slap, right?"

Exhaling a breath of turbidity, the guard said loudly: "Let's hurry back to the palace, tell Your Majesty about the matter here, and let him decide!"

"Let's go!"

Everyone turned their horses' heads and quickly swept towards the imperial capital of the Holy Qing Dynasty.

At this time, Yang Mucheng had already come to Lei Zhuoran's side.

(End of chapter)