Nine Star Divine Dragon Technique

Wang Jin shot out two spiritual power light pillars from his hands, forming two spiritual power rivers that flowed around the Qingyao Mirror.

After Qingyao Mirror absorbed the spiritual power, the light became more dazzling.

On the mirror, a flaming tiger rushed out and struck Jiang Xuan.

The flames are extraordinary, the temperature is a hundred times higher than that of ordinary fire, and even iron blocks will be burned instantly.

"Bang!"

Jiang Xuan struck out with his sword and chopped the flaming tiger into pieces, turning it into countless tiny flames.

One of the flames fell at Jiang Xuan's feet, instantly burning a five-meter-diameter hole in the ground below.

"boom!"

At this time, King Ningyang activated the second power of the Qing Yao Mirror, and eighteen flaming tigers flew out of the Qing Yao Mirror. The flaming tigers merged together and turned into a huge tiger over fifty feet tall.

Jiang Xuan's eyes narrowed and he clenched the sword in his hands.

The phantom of the Holy Spirit Sword Master rushed out again, condensing a huge palm print and defeating the flaming tiger.

How powerful the Qingyao Mirror can be depends on the grade of the mirror.

To upgrade the mirror level, you need the spiritual power of a strong person.

If you use the spiritual power of a Spirit Master Realm warrior to make a mirror, the power it exerts is naturally not as good as a mirror made of the spiritual power of a Spirit King Realm strongman.

At this time, what was burning in the Qingyao Mirror was Wang Jin's spiritual power. The pseudo-Spiritual Emperor's spiritual power was naturally very powerful.

The Qingyao Mirror changed again at this time. With the mirror as the center, a circle of light formed, and eighteen flaming tigers flew out of the mirror.

This is the third power of Qing Yao Mirror

Even Wang Jin felt very strenuous, and the spiritual energy in his body was consumed very quickly. In just an instant, most of the spiritual energy in his body was drained away.

"Jiang Xuan, go to hell!"

Wang Jin shouted angrily, and thirty-six flaming tigers merged together and turned into a huge dragon elephant, suspended in the sky like a scorching sun, exuding terrifying heat.

All the flowers and plants in Prince Ningyang's Mansion were set on fire, and they were still spreading to the surrounding buildings.

Does Wang Jin want to set the entire Ningyang Palace on fire?

Jiang Xuan had just seen the power of the Fiery Tiger, which was comparable to the full blow of a half-step Spirit Emperor.

And this dragon elephant is made up of thirty-six flaming tigers. Isn't the power it unleashes even more terrifying?

"Fight him!"

Jiang Xuan gritted his teeth. He mobilized all the spiritual power in his body and poured it into the long sword in his hand.

At the same time, he also secretly incorporated the power of blood and the power of Demon Lord's backbone into it.

This time, he will use his strongest blow

, completely killing Ningyang King Wang Jin.

On the opposite side, the huge dragon elephant was burning with raging flames and coming towards Jiang Xuan. It raised the thick thigh of the bucket and tried to trample Jiang Xuan to death.

"boom!"

Jiang Xuan's eyes were sharp, and his aura continued to rise. The shadow of a majestic Holy Spirit Sword Master rushed out from his hand with a long sword, and immediately faced the dragon elephant on the opposite side.

Many people in the imperial city looked horrified when they saw this scene. They knelt down and trembled.

"What on earth is going on? Has the Holy Spirit Sword Master appeared?"

"This power is so terrifying. Jiang Xuan has activated the power of Changfeng Sword. Does he want to destroy the entire imperial city with one sword?"

Mr. Wolf's body trembled slightly and he said in shock.

"boom!"

At this time, the power of the Changfeng Sword was fully activated, and the phantom of the sword master in the sky punched out, immediately tearing the flaming dragon elephant into pieces.

"Crack!"

The Lingfeng Sword Formation that originally enveloped Prince Ningyang's Mansion was also directly struck by this punch. The surrounding earth was torn apart, and a huge sword mark appeared on the ground, destroying all the streets and houses around it and turning it into a piece of ruins.

This is the power of the Sword Master. This power makes everyone around him look pale and have a chill down his spine.

On the other side, the flame dragon elephant's body shattered into pieces and turned into a rain of fire that fell down, creating huge pits in the Holy Dragon Imperial City.

At this time, Ningyang Palace had completely turned into ruins, with flames burning everywhere, and thick smoke rising into the sky, covering the stars in the sky.

A royal palace has turned into a scorched earth, with no trace of its former prosperity or even a hint of life.

Wang Jin stood opposite Jiang Xuan. His body remained motionless, his eyes were bloodshot, and he said: "Jiang Xuan, you..."

"Crack!"

I just heard the sound of broken bones.

A crack appeared in Wang Jin's Tianling Cap, and the crack continued to spread. Finally, his body was like a doll that was about to be broken, full of cracks.

"Bang!"

Hearing a loud noise, his body suddenly shattered and turned into a ball of blood mist.

The powerful figure of the Holy Dragon Dynasty for more than ten years has fallen like this!

"Ning...Ningyang King has fallen?"

"Am I dreaming!"

Everyone present felt a little unreal and thought they were dreaming.

After all, King Ningyang was an undefeated war king in the eyes of countless young warriors. They once regarded him as an immortal legend.

But now, he was defeated.

It was almost like a dream. Wang Jin shot out two spiritual power light pillars from his hands, forming two spiritual power rivers that flowed around the Qingyao Mirror.

After Qingyao Mirror absorbed the spiritual power, the light became more dazzling.

On the mirror, a flaming tiger rushed out and struck Jiang Xuan.

The flames are extraordinary, the temperature is a hundred times higher than that of ordinary fire, and even iron blocks will be burned instantly.

"Bang!"

Jiang Xuan struck out with his sword and chopped the flaming tiger into pieces, turning it into countless tiny flames.

One of the flames fell at Jiang Xuan's feet, instantly burning a five-meter-diameter hole in the ground below.

"boom!"

At this time, King Ningyang activated the second power of the Qing Yao Mirror, and eighteen flaming tigers flew out of the Qing Yao Mirror. The flaming tigers merged together and turned into a huge tiger over fifty feet tall.

Jiang Xuan's eyes narrowed and he clenched the sword in his hands.

The phantom of the Holy Spirit Sword Master rushed out again, condensing a huge palm print and defeating the flaming tiger.

How powerful the Qingyao Mirror can be depends on the grade of the mirror.

To upgrade the mirror level, you need the spiritual power of a strong person.

If you use the spiritual power of a Spirit Master Realm warrior to make a mirror, the power it exerts is naturally not as good as a mirror made of the spiritual power of a Spirit King Realm strongman.

At this time, what was burning in the Qingyao Mirror was Wang Jin's spiritual power. The pseudo-Spiritual Emperor's spiritual power was naturally very powerful.

The Qingyao Mirror changed again at this time. With the mirror as the center, a circle of light formed, and eighteen flaming tigers flew out of the mirror.

This is the third power of Qing Yao Mirror

Even Wang Jin felt very strenuous, and the spiritual energy in his body was consumed very quickly. In just an instant, most of the spiritual energy in his body was drained away.

"Jiang Xuan, go to hell!"

Wang Jin shouted angrily, and thirty-six flaming tigers merged together and turned into a huge dragon elephant, suspended in the sky like a scorching sun, exuding terrifying heat.

All the flowers and plants in Prince Ningyang's Mansion were set on fire, and they were still spreading to the surrounding buildings.

Does Wang Jin want to set the entire Ningyang Palace on fire?

Jiang Xuan had just seen the power of the Fiery Tiger, which was comparable to the full blow of a half-step Spirit Emperor.

And this dragon elephant is made up of thirty-six flaming tigers. Isn't the power it unleashes even more terrifying?

"Fight him!"

Jiang Xuan gritted his teeth. He mobilized all the spiritual power in his body and poured it into the long sword in his hand.

At the same time, he also secretly incorporated the power of blood and the power of Demon Lord's backbone into it.

This time, he will use his strongest blow

, completely killing Ningyang King Wang Jin.

On the opposite side, the huge dragon elephant was burning with raging flames and coming towards Jiang Xuan. It raised the thick thigh of the bucket and tried to trample Jiang Xuan to death.

"boom!"

Jiang Xuan's eyes were sharp, and his aura continued to rise. The shadow of a majestic Holy Spirit Sword Master rushed out from his hand with a long sword, and immediately faced the dragon elephant on the opposite side.

Many people in the imperial city looked horrified when they saw this scene. They knelt down and trembled.

"What on earth is going on? Has the Holy Spirit Sword Master appeared?"

"This power is so terrifying. Jiang Xuan has activated the power of Changfeng Sword. Does he want to destroy the entire imperial city with one sword?"

Mr. Wolf's body trembled slightly and he said in shock.

"boom!"

At this time, the power of the Changfeng Sword was fully activated, and the phantom of the sword master in the sky punched out, immediately tearing the flame dragon elephant into pieces.

"Crack!"

The Lingfeng Sword Formation that originally enveloped Prince Ningyang's Mansion was also directly struck by this punch. The surrounding earth was torn apart, and a huge sword mark appeared on the ground, destroying all the streets and houses around it and turning it into a piece of ruins.

This is the power of the Sword Master. This power makes everyone around him look pale and have a chill down his spine.

On the other side, the flame dragon elephant's body shattered into pieces and turned into a rain of fire that fell down, creating huge pits in the Holy Dragon Imperial City.

At this time, Ningyang Palace had completely turned into ruins, with flames burning everywhere, and thick smoke rising into the sky, covering the stars in the sky.

A royal palace has turned into a scorched earth, with no trace of its former prosperity or even a hint of life.

Wang Jin stood opposite Jiang Xuan. His body remained motionless, his eyes were bloodshot, and he said: "Jiang Xuan, you..."

"Crack!"

I just heard the sound of broken bones.

A crack appeared in Wang Jin's Tianling Cap, and the crack continued to spread. Finally, his body was like a doll that was about to be broken, full of cracks.

"Bang!"

Hearing a loud noise, his body suddenly shattered and turned into a ball of blood mist.

The powerful figure of the Holy Dragon Dynasty for more than ten years has fallen like this!

"Ning...Ningyang King has fallen?"

"Am I dreaming!"

Everyone present felt a little unreal and thought they were dreaming.

After all, King Ningyang was an undefeated war king in the eyes of countless young warriors. They once regarded him as an immortal legend.

But now, he was defeated.

It was almost like a dream.