Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 1096 Fighting the Evil Dragon

Rumble!
In this last cave, there are five or six people from silver-level forces.

When Jiang Mo rushed in, those powerful masters hardly noticed him.

Because the movement in this last cave was too great.

The soil rolled up layer by layer, and the earth shook continuously, like a mountain torrent and a tsunami.

Moreover, the sound of that boundless dragon chant is shocking.

Many monks with lower realms were dizzy from the sound of the dragon's chant, and traces of blood overflowed from their mouths.

Almost all of the silver-level powers that entered this ancient tomb were damaged.

In comparison, Zhentian Pavilion is better.

Now, apart from Jiang Mo and Qin Haotian, there are 21 remaining monks in Zhentian Pavilion, and two of them are seriously injured.

In other words, in this trip, nine elites from Zhentian Pavilion fell!
It's not that the ancient tomb itself is so dangerous.

Rather, when competing for the inheritance of immortal artifacts and martial arts, it is inevitable to collide with other silver-level forces.

Therefore, casualties are inevitable.

In contrast, Zhentian Pavilion is considered lucky. The elites brought by other forces have almost lost [-] to [-]%.

Even some powerful lords fell in this ancient tomb.

Although Jiang Mo felt sorry for the loss of Zhentian Pavilion, there was nothing he could do about it.

Most of the surviving elites have obtained powerful inheritances.

Today's life-and-death fight will give them invaluable experience.

The remaining group of people, if nothing unexpected happens, will become the pillars of Zhentian Pavilion in the future!
These thoughts flashed through his mind, and Jiang Mo's attention was still in this cave.

He glanced around and found that there was no flying sword.

hold head high!
The sound of the dragon's chant became louder and louder, and the vibration of the ground became more and more intense.

In the next moment, the ground split open, and a huge dragon's head broke through the ground, and then that incomparably huge body roared out from the ground.

Fortunately, this cave is very large, otherwise, it would not be able to accommodate the body of this evil dragon at all.

Jiang Mo was extremely shocked, the aura of this evil dragon was too terrifying.

It has been suppressed by the Fengming Great Formation for so many years, and its aura is comparable to that of a half-step Martial Emperor. It is hard to imagine how it existed before the suppression!

"This... turned out to be a real dragon!"

"Hiss! This is really scary! Why is there a real dragon born here?"

"Could it be that the people from Heiyuanmen deliberately lured us here?"

The moment they saw the evil dragon, almost everyone screamed in their hearts.

It was so shocking.

In the land of returning to the ruins, so far, almost no one has seen the Dragon Clan!

Among the desolate beasts, the Dragon Clan exists like a pyramid, and they don't show up at all in normal times!

And right now, they saw a huge dragon roaring upwards!

It's unbelievable!
That evil dragon tore through the Great Sealing Formation set up by Taoist Lingxuan.

Its body almost occupied the entire cave. For some unknown reason, an unlucky monk appeared under the giant claws of the evil dragon. It lifted the claws and killed him with a single blow.

In an instant, the entire cave was filled with a mist of blood, which was extremely thick.

When the evil dragon breathes, hot dragon's breath spews out, like a flame, which directly melts the stones in the cave.

None of the monks of these silver-level powers dared to move.

They were afraid, angered the giant dragon, and were directly slapped to death by it.

For a moment, the cave was plunged into a strange silence.

Jiang Mo stared fixedly at the evil dragon.

Its size is extremely large, but if you look closely, it is somewhat similar to a little spirit.

Xiaoling is the name Jiang Mo gave to the young dragon of the ancient blood spirit dragon.

On its dragon head, there are thick horns, and the whole body is red, like burning blood.

"Could it be, what is the relationship between this evil dragon and the little spirit?" Jiang Mo said inwardly.

Soon, however, he denied his thoughts.

If there is really any relationship between the evil dragon and the little spirit, why didn't the evil dragon come to recognize the little spirit after breaking through the formation.

And Xiao Ling didn't seem to know the evil dragon either.

Ang~
In the silence, Xiao Ling suddenly roared in a low voice.

It was this roar that immediately attracted the evil dragon's mind.

Its huge dragon head, which was as large as a mountain peak, turned around in an instant and locked onto Jiang Mo directly.

The next moment, the evil dragon opened its huge mouth, intending to swallow Jiang Mo and the others in one gulp.

Seeing the extremely critical situation in front of him, Jiang Mo's heart skipped a beat.

It was too dangerous. Facing this evil dragon that was comparable to the half-step Emperor Wudi, even Jiang Mo and Qin Haotian joined forces, and they couldn't shake it at all.

"Great, kill him!" The voice of the master of the Beast King's Palace came, causing Jiang Mo to turn his eyes and saw that the last flying sword was in his hand.

Although Qin Haotian and the remaining Zhentian Pavilion monks were also afraid, this moment was not the time to retreat.

Take a step back and die!

"Let's fight together to resist this evil dragon!" Qin Haotian roared.

"Don't make unnecessary sacrifices, back off, I'll figure out a way!"

Jiang Mo stopped everyone.

His figure suddenly rose from the ground, and eighty flying swords flew out of Zichen's space one after another.

Eighty flying swords are connected end to end to form a sword formation.

"Sealing Ming Formation, start!"

In Jiang Mo's mind, he recalled the array taught by Taoist Lingxuan.

Although there are only eighty flying swords, they can only try to see if they can suppress the evil dragon.

Although there is a flying sword missing, the power released by this sword array is extremely terrifying.

The terrifying sword energy bloomed crazily, and the evil dragon seemed a little afraid.

However, sensing that the power of the sword formation seemed to be much weaker than before, the evil dragon regained its confidence.

It opened its mouth and spewed out a fiery dragon's breath. When the dragon's breath met the air, it instantly turned into overwhelming flames and surrounded the sword array.

Shua, Shua, Shua!

The flames hit, and the sword formation began to rumble.

There are only eighty flying swords here, but after they are in operation, it seems that there are thousands of flying swords, and the waves of sword energy released are extremely astonishing.

Jiang Mo integrated his comprehension of kendo into the Great Formation of Fengming, which made its power even more soaring.

The sword array was in motion, and finally shattered the flames of the dragon's breath.

However, the evil dragon seemed to get excited.

The dragon's breath just now was just its temptation.

Next, it's time to get real.

Its huge body swooped directly towards Jiang Mo.

All of a sudden, spaces shattered and opened, and the oppressive atmosphere made it difficult for Jiang Mo to breathe.

When swooping in, the giant claws of the evil dragon came down with a bang, the power was extremely terrifying.

As if, this claw can shatter the world!
(End of this chapter)