“Bang!”
Inside the furnace-shaped Kirin Bell, a red copper furnace cover suddenly appeared and quickly covered the furnace tightly.
Li Jie, who was at the bottom of the furnace, was concentrating on engraving the internal array on a scabbard.
His soul, shaped like a fire god, was suspended above his true body. He controlled his own inner fire and the flame power of his soul, endowing the array in the scabbard with magic.
Above the furnace wall, there are twelve array patterns with different functions. Some are shaped like a fire phoenix, some are like the divine bird Vermillion Bird, and some are as majestic as a flaming lion.
The array pattern suddenly changed and condensed into a tiny flame, which was driven by his soul and flew into the scabbard in his hand.
Every time a flame escaped, a complex and mysterious array would appear on the scabbard, which might have the power to seal or suppress the restlessness of the evil spirit.
"A level eight fire dragon."
Li Jie's red, fat face showed a trace of worry.
He smelled the breath of dragon flame in advance, so he hurriedly closed the furnace lid to prevent the fire dragon from destroying his array engraving and causing the scabbard that was about to take shape to fail.
"More than a decade has passed, and Pang Jian has reached the level of Nirvana. He has been gaining popularity recently."
"But the eighth-level Long Yan is, after all, a fire dragon with complete bloodline. Long Yan should be coming for me. I wonder if Pang Jian can handle it."
He was not clear about the grudge between Pang Jian and Long Ku, but he knew that his family had placed a heavy bet on the four-eyed fox. His sister came to the Holy Spirit Continent in person to assist the white fox demon god.
As for Long Ku, it has clearly stated that no force will be allowed to interfere in the competition for the seat of Demon God in the Holy Spirit Continent.
The Li family did it secretly, and then the Dragon Cave learned about it, so this level eight fire dragon came.
It all makes sense.
Although he and Pang Jian had not seen each other for a long time, he had no doubt that Pang Jian would help him.
He was just worried that Pang Jian could not handle an eighth-level fire dragon, and he was not good at fighting, and he also had to refine the scabbard for Pang Jian that was about to be successfully made.
All he could do was not to cause extra trouble to Pang Jian, so he hurriedly sealed the stove with the lid.
"I hope the rumors are true. I hope you have gained enough strength to confront an eighth-level dragon."
Li Jie said silently.
…
"call!"
Long Yan condensed into a human form and landed next to the stove in the camp, grinning and saying, "Pang Jian, we meet again."
The rough and domineering eighth-level fire dragon glanced at the black-gold sword in Pang Jian's hand intentionally or unintentionally, with ferocity and bloodlust hidden in its deep red pupils.
Being so close, his blood naturally sensed the attack, and he was sure that Long Zhan's dragon horns and dragon horns had been refined into the sword.
Dragon Cave is extremely xenophobic, yet extremely united internally.
All the pure-blooded dragons from the Dragon Cave support each other. The older generation of dragons will help and care for the next generation of dragons. They never engage in intrigue and power politics like humans do.
The old dragon takes care of the young dragon, and the young dragon worships and respects the old dragon. This has been the habit and rule of the Dragon Cave since ancient times.
As an eighth-level fire dragon, he is good at and loves fighting like Long Zhan. Therefore, he was carefully taught by Long Zhan for a long time and has a deep affection for him.
He respected all the old dragons, but his respect for Long Zhan was the deepest.
"Well, we meet again."
Pang Jian responded indifferently.
"Alas, the whole world is waiting for your master to be promoted to a true god, but it's a pity that the Sword Tower has not passed on any news." Long Yan chatted casually and looked around with squinted eyes.
He observed carefully, but did not see any great cultivators of the Nirvana Realm from the Demon Sect, nor did he detect any powerful independent cultivators.
He felt a little relieved, so he suddenly raised his hand and patted the stove beside him.
"clang!"
The furnace that hid Li Jie was deformed by a slap from him. After the fire patterns on the furnace wall changed quietly, the furnace turned into the shape of a Qilin Bell again.
Long Yan grinned grimly.
Powerful energy and blood burst out from his body, and the tendons and blood vessels beneath his skin and flesh seemed to be flowing with terrifying flaming juice.
There were some tiny flames splashing outwards when he exerted his strength. Those flames were like meteors from the sky, like pools of lava buried deep in the earth, or the bloodline truth of various fire-attributed monsters.
The many truths of fire are revealed within the flames, extremely complete and extensive.
"The Tianbao Li family secretly created several powerful tools and handed them over to the Four-eyed Fox by Li Yuqing. This seriously interfered with the natural and orderly competition for the demon gods on our Holy Spirit Continent."
"Doing so violates the rules set by our Dragon Cave and is equivalent to declaring war on the Dragon Cave!"
"The Li family deserves to bear the wrath of our Dragon Cave!"
Long Yan stared at Pang Jian as he read out the crimes of the Tianbao Li family.
He deliberately did not mention Long Zhan, and did not say that he felt Long Zhan's dragon horns and dragon claws on Pang Jian's Source Demon Sword. He just wanted to kill Li Jie first.
Li Jie only has the cultivation level of Soul Wandering Realm, and he completely relies on artifacts to survive. If the artifact is broken, Li Jie will die.
Only after killing Li Jie could he concentrate on dealing with Pang Jian.
"call out!"
A blazing green sword light suddenly slashed towards Long Yan's big hand that was hitting the Qilin Bell.
The sword light was sharp and dazzling, and there was a faint sound of a volcano boiling and erupting, and the sun shattering.
Long Yan's color suddenly changed. His hand, which was as red as iron, extinguished several Qilin patterns on the wall of the bell, but he did not dare to take the sword head-on.
"Pang Jian, what do you mean?"
Long Yan dodged the sword, frowned, and said in a displeased voice: "All the ancient demon tribes in the Holy Spirit Continent respect your Sword Tower. Longku and your Sword Tower have always been at peace. Pang Jian, I am here to resolve the conflict between Longku and the Li family. Is it okay for you?"
Unexpectedly, Pang Jian said bluntly: "You are getting in my way."
Long Yan was stunned.
"The first time we met, outside that forbidden place for praying for the spirits, you got in my way."
"The second time, you moved out of the Dragon Cave, and inviting Yuan Qi back to the Dragon Cave also hindered me."
"This is the third time. Now that you have attacked Li Jie, you are also hindering me."
Pang Jian knew what he was thinking, so he didn't bother to hide anything. He simply tore his face off and said in a cold voice: "When we were in the Holy Spirit Continent, Long Zhan killed Fan Chen, who I invited, in one blow right in front of me. After I left the Holy Spirit Continent, Long Zhan followed me quietly and followed me directly to the Weird Mist."
"He wanted to kill me, but unfortunately, he accidentally died in the strange fog."
"Look."
Pang Jian raised the Origin Demon Sword and shook it in the air, revealing the golden part of it.
"I refined one of Long Zhan's dragon horns and his four dragon claws, and integrated them into this sword one by one. This sword, which was originally pure black, turned black and gold because of Long Zhan's contribution, and became even stronger and sharper."
"Long Yan, are you going to continue pretending?"
He will expose the scars wherever they hurt.
"Good! You Pang Jian are great! Jian Lou is great too!"
Long Yan, who was forcibly suppressing his inner rage and suppressing the fire in his heart, exploded instantly.
He roared fiercely, "No matter why Lord Long Zhan died, if you dare to use his dragon horns and claws to refine a sword, I have a reason to kill you!"
"Pang Jian, don't think you are that powerful just because you killed an eighth-level Yao clan member."
"We, the dragon clan, and all the dragons of your level, will always be the strongest mountain that you can never surpass!"
"I will kill you Pang Jian first, and then kill the kid from Tianbao Li's family, so that both of you will die clearly!"
After a low dragon roar, the eighth-level fire dragon suddenly changed and turned into a red dragon only a few feet long.
In fact, Long Yan's real dragon body has already exceeded a thousand feet. When he fights with big monsters of the same level, he will have an overwhelming advantage with his thousand-foot dragon body.
But when facing a human master like Pang Jian, he would sacrifice the hugeness of his dragon body in exchange for more refined and pure power for the sake of convenience and agility.
A breath of flaming dragon was expelled from him.
Countless extremely fine flame crystals, engraved with all the known fire auras in Purgatory, suddenly transformed into a land of fire dominated by Long Yan.
The dragon's breath came, the sky was burning, and the earth was boiling magma and fire.
A sense of morality that time and space were about to collapse and the heaven and earth were about to turn to ashes dissipated from his dragon breath.
“Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!”
The flame patterns above the Qilin Bell, the flames inside the bottom of the bell, and even Li Jie's own fire were all affected by the dragon breath belonging to Long Yan.
The flames first ran around, trying to merge into Long Yan's dragon breath, and then were extinguished one by one under Li Jie's desperate control.
Li Jie, who was at the bottom of the bell, relied on the Qilin Bell to watch secretly. He only saw Long Yan exhale a breath of dragon, and Pang Jian was enveloped by a raging ball of fire.
The fireball was huge and burned madly, releasing all kinds of flame auras.
The image of Pang Jian inside seemed to be burned into nothingness in an instant by the flames, and his true appearance could no longer be seen.
"The dragons whose bloodline is not restrained by the Heaven-reaching Tribulation Pillar are all ferocious and fierce, and their combat power is outstanding. Long Yan is the best among the eighth-level dragons."
"Pang Jian..."
He looked worried.
The two had not seen each other for many years, and he only recently found out that Pang Jian from the Sword Tower was the one he had met in Bagua City.
No matter how the outside world boasts about Pang Jian's fighting ability, as long as he has not seen it with his own eyes, he will always be a little skeptical.
He was worried that Pang Jian, who had just been promoted to the Nirvana Realm, would fall from the pedestal when facing this level eight fire dragon.
Because he understood the horror of the dragons in the dragon clan.
“Crackle!”
In the raging and burning world of flames, the protective shield that Pang Jian cast made made a sound like frying beans. His shield was so strong that there was no other shield like it in the same realm, and it protected him from the flames.
He watched as the dragon flame, which had shrunk to only a few feet long after the dragon's breath, flew towards him like a long fire snake.
Outside the Qi Ling Forbidden Land, his cultivation level was low and he had no power to fight back against Long Yan.
When he was in the Rock Bear Territory, he was still inferior to the eighth-level Flame Dragon. Even with the Source Demon Sword and the Heart of Winter in his hands, he knew he had no strength to fight.
And today, inside the Demonic Abyss, he has already reached the state of Nirvana!
Through the battle with Lie Yi, and through the subsequent pursuit and understanding of sword skills, he also absorbed the tremendous power in the Moon Veins and Star Veins, which brought him to his own peak state!
When he once again faced the Flame Dragon that he once looked up to, he finally had the confidence to fight!
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(End of this chapter)