All Heavens: I teach Pangu to create the world

The high-speed rotating sand and gravel enveloped the entire palace.

The gravel hit Xiao Ran's magic shield without causing any damage.

Inside the palace, the temperature rose rapidly, and in the center of the sandstorm, the sand and gravel quickly turned into lava.

The high-pitched chanting sound penetrated the sandstorm and poured into Xiao Ran's ears.

Zhao Feng rushed out of the sandstorm, his right sleeve missing. Several shields surrounded him, protecting him from the onslaught of sand and gravel.

"That was a close call. Luckily I had a lot of alchemical metals close to me."

Zhao Feng patted his chest. It was really dangerous just now. If he hadn't had a metal ring on his wrist and Mo He just happened to grab the metal ring, it would not have been so easy for him to get away.

"Have you always been this brave?"

Xiao Ran was silent for a while. He didn't even dare to stimulate an unrestrained second-generation species himself.

Zhao Feng scratched his head and laughed awkwardly. He originally thought that Mo He had not woken up yet, and wanted to show off in front of Xiao Ran, but he didn't expect that he would become an idiot.

Mo He walked out of the coffin, and the violent sandstorm around him began to gradually dissipate.

He opened his arms, and under his control, the sand quickly gathered around him to form a golden dragon robe.

Cold golden eyes stared at the two of them, and a hoarse voice rang out in the palace.

"This time, are there only two people?"

He has been reincarnated for thousands of years, and each time there are at least three people coming. Unexpectedly, there are only two this time.

"Hmph, two people are enough!"

Zhao Feng snorted coldly and spoke loudly.

laugh!

Mo He's sneer made Zhao Feng's face flush red.

"Xiao Ran, don't do anything yet, just watch me perform!"

Xiao Ran shrugged, walked to the side, left the battlefield to the two of them, opened his mirror pupil, and analyzed the battle between the two.

Mo He withdrew his gaze from Xiao Ran. He only felt a strong sense of crisis from Xiao Ran. He looked straight into Zhao Feng's eyes.

"just you?"

Zhao Feng's rage skyrocketed, the alchemical metal attached to his body instantly shot out, the long sword at his waist was unsheathed, and he rushed towards Mo He with a heart full of rage.

The ultimate dragon might erupted in the palace.

The dragon servants in the ancient kingdom of Loulan trembled and hid themselves.

Mo He originally possessed the blood of the King of Earth and Mountains, and also received the blood of the Black King. After the Creation Society had carried out the ultimate improvement on his blood, he had already become a second-generation human.

Zhao Feng was worthy of being the Zhao family's prodigy. He displayed his strength in the late stage of Qi Refining and Spirit Transformation to the fullest. Combined with his S-class bloodline, he was able to fight Mo He back and forth for a while.

"You only rely on your bloodline. Your Taoist inner alchemy skills are poor, and your ancient boxing skills are not very good either. In the final analysis, you are just a discarded child of the Creation Society!"

Zhao Feng fought a hard blow with Mo He, and felt that he was able to recover. He began to taunt Mo He, wanting to attack him mentally.

Sure enough, after Zhao Feng mentioned Mo He's pain point, Mo He's anger began to rise rapidly.

In order to inherit the throne, he was lured into joining the Creation Society, but the Creation Society never regarded him as one of their own.

The skills he was given were all tattered, and the resources were even less. In the end, he ascended to the throne entirely through the assassination methods of the Creation Society.

Just like that, before he even had time to warm up to the throne, the Creation Society launched a dragon transformation experiment in Loulan, and he was the first guinea pig.

Even though he had experienced death for thousands of years, he could not erase the hatred in his heart for the destruction of Loulan.

Transform into a dragon!

The perfect dragon body greatly increased Mo He's combat power, and his absolute control over the sand and gravel turned the area within a hundred meters into a desert.

Zhao Feng also transformed into a dragon, but his strength was much weaker than Mo He's.

When Mo He got serious, Zhao Feng's words were of no use.

Xiao Ran was ready to go, ready to rescue at any time. He had absorbed so much dragon blood from Shen Qing, and it was time to test his own strength.

The sword light in the sky cut through the sand and gravel around him. Zhao Feng's breathing became heavier and heavier. After half an hour of high-intensity fighting, his physical strength was almost exhausted, while Mo He seemed to have endless physical strength.

"Xiao Ran, save me!"

Knocked to the ground by Mo He again, Zhao Feng could no longer hold on and asked Xiao Ran for help.

when!

Xiao Ran moved, and with his instantaneous speed, he blocked the dragon claw that was stabbing at Zhao Feng's chest.

"You're not like him! You're a lot like me!"

Mo He stepped back and looked at Xiao Ran with a scrutinizing look in his eyes.

He could feel the concentration of dragon blood from Xiao Ran, which was far beyond that of a hybrid, but Xiao Ran was a human.

"I am human!"

Xiao Ran stated his position. Even though he already possessed the blood of the next generation, he never forgot his position.

Dragon blood is just a means to improve strength.

"Really? What a pity! I didn't have your awareness back then!"

Mo He sighed, and the strong wind blew up the sand and gravel to form a sandstorm again. Mo He's strength was raised to another level.

Without the chanting of words, both of them relied on their control over the elements and their understanding of strength and speed to fight in the most primitive way.

The palace, already ravaged by the sandstorm, was reduced to ruins in the aftermath of the battle between the two.

"Come on, Xiao Ran!"

Zhao Feng stayed away from the battlefield, resting while using his sword to help Xiao Ran clear the sandstorm around him.

This is their qualifying battle, they can only succeed and not fail!

Mo He didn't put much pressure on him. After all, Mo He was just an artificial second-generation species. He had the bloodline of the second-generation species, but not the combat experience of the second-generation species.

Originally, the Earth and Mountain King series represented strength, and their control over power even surpassed ancient boxing.

However, none of this was reflected in Mo He.

In terms of attack power, he was not even as good as some third-generation species. He was able to defeat Zhao Feng just now only by relying on the physical strength and defense of the second-generation species.

"Sure enough, I am a failure!"

Mo He lowered his head, looking at his tattered dragon robe, a trace of sadness on his face. He had abandoned his kingdom, his people, and even his own human identity, but in the end, it was all in vain.

Die!

Lightning flashed from Xiao Ran's palm, piercing Mo He's dragon robe and heart, and destroying his brain.

"Dragon blood is much less effective than ginseng!"

Xiao Ran sighed secretly, quickly absorbed the dragon blood, and then pulled himself out.

"After I go back this time, I'm going to learn some moves with high attack power."

Zhao Feng was a little frustrated. This time, Xiao Ran stole the limelight again. He also realized his own shortcomings. He could do nothing when faced with the turtle shell.

Zhao Feng stretched out his hand and summoned the alchemical coffin over. He hastily stuffed Mo He's body inside, then took out the key and left Loulan.

The next time Mo He wakes up will be a hundred years later.

The two of them had just stepped into the sand.

Two loud gunshots were heard in the distance.

Two bullets engraved with alchemical patterns traveled through space and appeared before the foreheads of the two men.