The Land of the Earth

Suddenly, there was an earthquake and a huge figure appeared in the sky. It was the Fire Dragon.

It is huge, like a burning mountain, covered with hard and metallic scales. Each scale seems to have been tempered by flames, hot red, and faintly exudes a breath of destruction.

The Fire Dragon's eyes were like two huge whirlpools of lava, burning with endless anger. Just looking at each other could make people feel the fear from the depths of their souls.

It opened its bloody mouth and the flames spewing out of its mouth were like surging magma, sweeping towards everyone.

No one was prepared for this sudden attack and before they could react, they were hit by the flames.

The impact of the flames was as huge as a tidal wave, instantly knocking them to the ground.

Tianyuan was hit so hard that he rolled on the ground several times before he stopped. His hair was a little burnt, his face was covered with black ash, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

He shouted loudly: "What should we do..." His voice trembled slightly, and his heart was filled with fear of the unknown. His previous confidence was shattered in the face of this powerful enemy.

Coach Wang gritted his teeth, a look of determination flashing in his eyes.

He quickly formed seals, muttered something, and with a loud shout, released the rock realm.

I saw huge rocks rising from the ground and intertwining with each other to form a solid spherical shield that protected everyone inside.

Everyone in the rock realm breathed a sigh of relief temporarily, but everyone's eyes were still filled with tension.

However, the crisis was not over. Seeing an opportunity, the Fierce Sky Tigers opened their mouths wide, spewing out huge fireballs, rushing towards the Rock Realm.

These fireballs came with a whistling sound, like burning meteorites.

At the same time, the Fire Dragon launched another attack, spewing black flames from its mouth. The flames were like demons in the darkness. Wherever they went, the air seemed to be corroded, emitting a pungent smell.

The black flames and fireballs hit the rock boundary together, making a deafening roar.

Under this fierce attack, cracks began to appear in the rock world, and those cracks spread rapidly like a spider web.

The veins on Coach Wang's forehead bulged. He tried his best to maintain the rock boundary, but he also felt that he was unable to do so.

Feng Qi clenched his fists, his eyes revealing a hint of unwillingness. He looked at the cracks that continued to spread, and a feeling of powerlessness surged in his heart.

Chaoyun frowned, trying to find a way to break through the predicament, but the crisis before him made him a little overwhelmed.

He Jiaojiao's face was pale, her body was trembling slightly, tears of fear flashed in her eyes, and the staff in her hand was shaking slightly because of nervousness.

On the other side, Song Chaoming finally returned to the mortal world after flying in the sky for more than a month.

He flew towards the Mortal Continent, his heart filled with longing for his hometown and anticipation for the unknown.

A day later, Song Chaoming flew to Qufeng Island.

He slowly landed, looked at the unfamiliar environment around him, felt a little confused, and whispered, "Where is this?" At this moment, he heard the sound of fierce fighting coming from nearby.

Out of curiosity and awareness of danger, he walked forward.

At this time, the rock world finally couldn't withstand the joint attack of the Fierce Sky Tiger and the Flame Dragon, and exploded.

The huge impact force knocked Coach Wang and the others to the ground, and everyone suffered varying degrees of injuries.

Some had blood oozing from their mouths, others had scrapes on their arms. Seeing the rock boundary broken, the Fiery Tiger and the Flame Dragon roared and advanced towards them.

As everyone looked at the horrific scene before them, despair surged in their hearts.

Tianyuan struggled to stand up, but fell to the ground again due to his serious injuries.

His eyes were filled with anger and unwillingness, and he thought to himself: "Are we going to die here today?"

Coach Wang clenched his fists and tried to gather his strength again, but his physical fatigue made him feel powerless. There was still a hint of indomitable spirit in his eyes, and he was ready for a final resistance.

Others were also trying to overcome their fear and prepare for the upcoming life-and-death battle.

At this critical moment, a figure rushed over like lightning. It was Song Chaoming.

He was agile and his steps were light and swift, as if every step could cross the boundaries of time and space.

His expression was stern, like a cold pond in winter, and his deep eyes were filled with a rock-hard light, which seemed to be able to penetrate the darkness and crisis before him.

He quickly took out a mask from his arms and put it on his face. The mask exuded a mysterious aura, as if covered by a faint halo. There were faint mysterious runes flowing on the surface of the mask, as if telling of an ancient and powerful power.

Song Chaoming did not hesitate at all. He held the Sword of Light in his hand, and the sword body hummed, as if it felt the determination of its master and resonated with Song Chaoming's spiritual power.

At this moment, the power of light in Song Chaoming's body surged like a surging river. The spiritual power carried the breath of light, pure and powerful, as if it was a sacred power drawn from the depths of the universe.

He suddenly swung his sword, and a dazzling golden light swept towards the Fierce Sky Tiger and the Flame Dragon like a surging wave.

The golden light shines with a sacred brilliance, and countless angels seem to be singing in the light. Every note contains the power of justice, as if it is a judgment on evil.

Under the impact of the golden light, the fierce offensive of the Fierce Sky Tiger and the Flame Dragon was instantly shattered, and they were forced to retreat again and again by the powerful force.

The Fire Dragon roared angrily, and the roar was deafening, but it could not hide the fear in its voice. Its huge body swayed under the impact of the golden light, and the flames on its body seemed to dim a little.

The originally ferocious eyes of the Fierce Sky Tigers now showed fear, and the murderous look in their eyes was replaced by panic. They moved backwards in a panic, trying to escape from the terrible golden light.

Tian Yuan's face was originally full of despair, but when he saw this sudden turn of events, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. That surprise was like a ray of light that suddenly appeared in the darkness, illuminating his gray eyes.

He shouted excitedly: "We are saved, but who is he?" As he spoke, he tried to prop himself up, his body trembling slightly due to the pain, but his eyes were still fixed on Song Chaoming, trying to see his face through the mask.

His eyes were full of curiosity and confusion, like a child who saw a magical spell and wanted to explore the mystery.

Feng Qi also got up from the ground and patted the dust off his body. The dust raised a small cloud of smoke around him.

His eyes were full of gratitude, and that gratitude flowed in his eyes like clear spring water.

He said: "We should thank him for saving us. If it weren't for him, we would be in trouble today."

He saluted in the direction of Song Chaoming with his fists clasped, his movements respectful and sincere, each movement filled with his respect for his savior.

Coach Wang covered his injured arm. The wound on his arm was still bleeding. The blood dripped onto the ground, staining a small area of ​​land red.

He walked up to Song Chaoming and bowed slightly. His posture remained upright, and despite being injured, his majesty remained undiminished.

He said sincerely, "Thank you. May I ask who you are?"

His eyes were full of inquiry, a wise man's curiosity about the unknown, trying to find some clues from the other person's words and actions. His gaze was like a sharp eagle's eyes, trying to see through the mysterious mask.

Song Chaoming turned his head slightly and looked at them. His movements were elegant and calm, as if the danger around him had nothing to do with him.

He said in a low and powerful voice: "You go first, go back and heal your wounds."

There was an unquestionable majesty in his tone, which was like the arrival of a king, making people unconsciously want to obey.

His eyes revealed his concern for their injuries, and that concern was like a warm spring breeze, gently blowing through everyone's hearts.

Coach Wang opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but when he saw Song Chaoming's determined eyes, he swallowed his words back.

He knew this wasn't the time to ask further questions, so he nodded and said, "Let's go."

After saying that, he turned around and left with Tianyuan, Feng Qi, He Jiaojiao and Chaoyun.

Their figures looked a little disheveled, but their steps were swift, and every step was filled with gratitude for having survived the disaster.

From time to time, they looked back at Song Chaoming, their eyes showing both gratitude and speculation about his identity, as if countless questions were flashing in their eyes.

Song Chaoming looked at their departing backs and breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned around and gripped the Sword of Light again. The Sword of Light emitted an even stronger light in his hand, as if responding to its master's determination.

Facing the Fierce Sky Tiger and the Flame Dragon who had regrouped and were preparing to attack, there was no fear in his eyes, only determination to fight.

He was like a towering mountain, standing in front of the enemy, guarding everything behind him. His resolute figure seemed to have become an eternal monument on this battlefield.