The flame can be released to reach the early stage of Jindan, but if it is a transformation, it needs heavy kung fu support, and like Lu Chen, who can conjure nine fire dragons at the same time, and does not change his face, it is obvious that Lu Chen's strength is far above himself.

"Retreat~"

The Minshan monk who gathered his essence stared at the movements of the nine fire dragons, and when he saw that the nine fire dragons were not afraid of Yue Lu's sword to kill him, he immediately let out a loud shout, and his body took the lead in retreating into the distance.

"Boom~"

A buzz sounded in the sky, and the nine fire dragons scattered pitch-black and rich colors, bringing up fierce flying smoke to envelop Yue Lu's sword. The roar of the Nine Dragons striking the sword was deafening.

Seeing this, Xiang Ning was startled at first, and his subordinates were not slow, and urged the mana to surge with all his strength, reaching the hilt of the sword, and a pure mana that had been cultivated for more than two hundred years shook the nine dead entangled fire dragons back a few inches away. The white light emitted by Yue Lu's sword was dazzling, and even the dazzling sun in the sky was incomparably magical.

At this time, Lu Chen finally moved, it was also a natal weapon, and the black hammer in his hand suddenly revealed a complex variety of patterns.

Senluo, the bright moon and the stars, the giant beasts of the wilderness...... A variety of indescribable patterns and colors all appeared on the hammer body, and Lu Chen's hand held the short and thick hammer handle, which immediately gave people a thick and incomparable feeling.

At this moment, the pent-up anger for a long time finally broke out, and even the Great Yan Immortal Technique's method of purifying the heart could not hide the killing intent in Lu Chen's heart.

The way of despair is in the name of fierceness, and it is completely displayed at this moment......

"Xiang Ning's old puppet, suffer death. With an angry roar, Lu Chen's arms suddenly became several times thicker, and the Dao Dao green tendons appeared on the surface of his body under the influx of mana.

He held the hammer with both hands, stepped on the mysterious steps, and drew a black and golden light in the air, killing Xiang Ning fiercely.

"Boom~"

A hammer swept out, and the hammer head and the downing were all similar to Xiang Ning's height. One can imagine what a terrible spectacle it would have been if the hammer had been applied to anyone.

After all, Xiang Ning is the sect leader of a faction, second only to the power of Yuan Ying, seeing the hammer body sweeping diagonally, the seven stars under his feet stepped on the clouds, there was a burst of buzzing, his body pulled up several feet, and he dexterously let go of this blow.

"Junior, look at me with ten thousand swords. ”

Ling Yu Lu Chen's head, Xiang Ning pulled Yue Lu's sword out of several Daosen white sword lights, his body rotated subtly in the air, and he struck a blow in a dashing manner.

Ten thousand swords returned to the heart, it was ten thousand sword shadows, and the rain-like sword light sealed all Lu Chen's retreats, like a huge white sword net covering the top of Lu Chen's head.

"Dove Flame Tower~"

Lu Chen raised his head and stared, two tongues of fire surged out of his eyes, his left hand flipped slightly, and a small tower flew out at great speed under the black gold fire mist, covering Lu Chen firmly.

"When~When~When~"

There was a dense crisp sound, and the sword light struck the Jiuyan Tower one after another, causing countless dazzling sparks.

When the power of the sword was gone, Lu Chen's figure suddenly appeared outside the tower, and the small tower changed into a big palm, and threw a cloud of fire towards Xiang Ning.

"锵~锵~锵~"

The fire tower quickly grew larger, and when it came to Xiang Ning, Xiang Ning's body turned sharply, and Yue Lu's sword was handed over with both hands and slashed away. The roar of the golden interplay sounded completely among the mountains.