Crossing to Douqi Continent and walking sideways

The light transformed by the spell collided with the inky black flames around the Dark Flame Dragon. In an instant, a deafening roar exploded, as if to shatter the entire space. The impact of this force caused the space to tremble violently. The solid stone walls on both sides of the passage were struck by lightning, and fine cracks appeared in an instant, spreading rapidly like a spider web. Then, countless broken stones fell like raindrops, smashing small pits on the ground.

The light faded slightly, and everyone was surprised to find that the surging black flames around the Dark Flame Dragon, which seemed to burn everything, were suppressed by the mysterious power of the spell. The momentum of the flames was obviously weakened, no longer as rampant as before, and the Dark Flame Dragon's movements became slower, and its originally agile figure now seemed a little clumsy.

"Take advantage of now!" Xiao Muchen's eyes instantly lit up with fiery fighting spirit, like two burning flames. He held the long sword tightly with both hands, as if he wanted to integrate all his will into it. Then, without hesitation, he poured all his fighting spirit into the sword without reservation. In an instant, the sword body shone brightly, and the light seemed to gather all the brilliance in the world, dazzling and dazzling, making it impossible to look directly at it. Then, he used his best skill - "Star-Splitting Sky Sword". I saw a huge sword energy rising into the sky, just like a star falling from the sky, carrying a majestic momentum to destroy the world, and slashing towards the Dark Flame Dragon with a thunderous force. Wherever the sword energy passed, the air was torn apart abruptly, making a sharp and piercing whistling sound, as if wailing for this terrifying power.

Ye Feng was not to be outdone. He took a deep breath, puffed up his chest, and concentrated all his fighting spirit on the mace like a hundred rivers returning to the sea. The mace was instantly wrapped in a layer of golden light that was so dense that it was almost tangible, like an ancient artifact returning to the world. Ye Feng's eyes were wide open, burning with a raging fighting spirit. He roared and swung the mace, unleashing his specialty "Earth-shattering Smash". With a loud noise that seemed to be the collapse of the sky and the crack of the earth, a golden fighting spirit shock wave rushed towards the Dark Flame Dragon like a roaring ancient beast with an unstoppable momentum. Wherever this shock wave passed, a deep gully was plowed out on the ground, and the surrounding air was compressed into ripples visible to the naked eye.

Lin Wan'er and Ling Shuang looked at each other. They understood each other without words. Lin Wan'er stretched out her body, as light as a willow catkin dancing in the wind, and quickly spun around the Dark Flame Dragon. The long sword in her hand brought up a series of green sword energy as it spun. These sword energy were like ripples that spread out in circles. They seemed gentle, but contained powerful power. They kept attacking the body of the Dark Flame Dragon, trying to weaken its seemingly indestructible defense bit by bit. Ling Shuang was concentrating all his attention, concentrating his own fighting spirit on the sword. A thick layer of frost quickly condensed on the sword. With his low shout, a sword energy with a piercing chill quickly attacked the neck of the Dark Flame Dragon. This time, he aimed at the vital point of the Dark Flame Dragon, trying to give it a fatal blow.

Chu Li did not dare to stop for a moment in the back, and tried her best to maintain the power of the talisman. Her delicate forehead was covered with beads of sweat, which kept sliding down her cheeks and wetting her clothes. Her hands trembled slightly because of excessive force, and every bit of mana output made her feel extremely strenuous. But she knew very well that she must not relax at this moment. Once she stopped, the power of the talisman would dissipate instantly, and the unrestrained Dark Flame Dragon would wreak havoc again, and everyone would be doomed. She gritted her teeth, and the blue veins on her forehead bulged slightly due to the force. She continuously injected her own mana into the talisman like a trickle, muttering to herself, maintaining the light that suppressed the Dark Flame Dragon.

The Dark Flame Dragon felt an unprecedented threat, and it roared angrily. The roar was like rolling thunder, echoing throughout the space. It flapped its huge wings vigorously, and each flap brought a gust of wind. The black flames burned again with the help of the wind, trying to break through the siege. The flames collided with the sword energy and fighting spirit of the crowd, bursting into dazzling light and rolling heat waves. The light shone in the space like a scorching sun, and the heat waves were like surging tides, impacting everything around it wave after wave.

In this fierce battle, Xiao Muchen's sword energy hit the Dark Flame Dragon first. The sword energy, which contained powerful force, was like an extremely sharp blade, cutting through the scales of the Dark Flame Dragon. In an instant, a string of dazzling sparks splashed, and a deep wound appeared on its body. Black blood flowed out like ink, emitting a disgusting pungent smell. This smell filled the air, making people feel sick.

Then, Ye Feng's fighting spirit shockwave hit Dark Flame Dragon like a heavy artillery shell. The powerful impact caused Dark Flame Dragon's huge body to shake violently, and its originally majestic figure now looked a little embarrassed.

Lin Wan'er's sword energy was like an invisible sharp blade, constantly leaving tiny scars on Dark Flame Dragon's body. Although these scars didn't seem deep, they accumulated little by little and caused Dark Flame Dragon to feel a stinging pain. Ling Shuang's frost sword energy successfully froze some of the scales on Dark Flame Dragon's neck. Those scales became fragile under the erosion of the frost, and Dark Flame Dragon's movements became slower, and every movement seemed a little stiff.

However, the Dark Flame Dragon possessed extremely terrifying power after all. After a short period of disadvantage, it gradually adapted to the suppression of the spell and began to launch a more fierce counterattack. It opened its bloody mouth that was enough to swallow everything, and a thick black flame column swept towards everyone like a wild beast that had escaped from its cage. Wherever the flame column passed, the space seemed to be distorted by an invisible force, presenting a strange arc, and everything was about to be burned to ashes under this terrifying high temperature.

"No, get out of the way!" Xiao Muchen was keenly aware of the danger and shouted loudly. Upon hearing this, everyone quickly used their own skills to dodge in different directions. With his agility and keen sense of danger, Xiao Muchen dodged the frontal impact of the flame column like a black lightning. However, the aftermath of the flame was like a hot steel knife, burning his arm. A piercing pain came from his arm, making him gasp.

Ye Feng waved his mace, trying to resist the flame column with his own strength. However, the power of the flame was too strong, far beyond his expectations. He was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, and was rushed backwards by the flames like swatting a fly. He hit the stone wall heavily, making a dull sound, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth uncontrollably, staining his clothes red.

Lin Wan'er and Ling Shuang cooperated with each other and performed defensive sword skills. Their figures shuttled through the flames, waving their long swords, forming a sword energy barrier in front of them. But the overwhelming impact of the flame column made their arms numb instantly, and their feet involuntarily retreated. Their faces showed painful expressions, but their eyes were still firm, without any intention of retreating.

Chu Li also felt the huge pressure in the back. The light of the spell flickered under the impact of the flame, like a candle in the wind, in danger of being extinguished at any time. She tried her best to inject the last of her magic power into the spell like a tide. Every bit of magic power lost made her feel weak. But she gritted her teeth, with a firm light flashing in her eyes, and maintained the power of the spell tightly.

Just when everyone was in danger, Xiao Muchen, with his keen observation, suddenly discovered that the Dark Flame Dragon had a short period of unstable breath after it spewed out flames. Its body trembled slightly, and the flames were no longer burning so vigorously. He was moved, as if he saw a ray of light in the darkness, and shouted loudly: "Don't give up, it has a flaw after attacking, let's launch the final attack together!"

Hearing this, everyone endured the pain in their bodies and gathered their strength again. Xiao Muchen took a deep breath, endured the severe pain in his arm, and gathered the remaining fighting spirit again. This time, he also incorporated his own understanding of the sword way into it, making the upcoming sword energy more condensed and powerful. His eyes were firm and focused, staring at the flaw of the Dark Flame Dragon, silently calculating the distance and timing in his mind.

Ye Feng struggled to stand up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and held the mace tightly with both hands again. His eyes were burning with unyielding fighting spirit. Although his body was in unbearable pain from the impact just now, he still mobilized the remaining fighting spirit in his body and continuously injected it into the mace. The muscles in his arms bulged high, the veins bulged, and every inch of his skin was under tremendous pressure, but he did not retreat, ready to give the Dark Flame Dragon another heavy blow.

Lin Wan'er took a deep breath to stabilize her somewhat chaotic breath. Her eyes became calmer and she quickly reviewed the process of attacking the Dark Flame Dragon, thinking about how to make her sword energy more lethal. She concentrated her fighting spirit on the tip of the sword, adjusted the angle and rhythm of the force, and prepared to strike at the most appropriate time.

Ling Shuang focused all his attention on the neck of the Dark Flame Dragon, the part that was frozen by his frost sword energy. He knew that this was a great opportunity. If he could attack this part again, he might be able to cause fatal damage to the Dark Flame Dragon. He used his own ice-type fighting spirit to the extreme, and the frost on the sword became thicker and thicker, as if it was going to condense the surrounding air into ice.

Chu Li bit her lower lip, beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, and her face turned pale as paper due to the excessive consumption of mana. But she still gritted her teeth and persevered, injecting the last bit of mana in her body into the spell, trying to make the spell stronger and buy more time and opportunities for her companions. Her hands trembled slightly, but she never gave up, her eyes were full of trust in her companions and desire for victory.

Everyone held their own beliefs, gathered their last bit of strength, and prepared to launch the final blow to the Dark Flame Dragon, deciding life or death...