As the sound fell, the barrier quickly changed. The barrier, which was originally calm, suddenly came a violent aura, and the black inscription also came alive in an instant, twisting irregularly.

The ink-colored aura was produced from the inscription, and black flames burst out from it. It was the black flame from the underground, sealing for thousands of years, carrying the aura of destruction.

The skin on the surface of the golden dragon is extremely resistant and can withstand great damage for it. But that is just a physical attack method. The underground black flame will directly burn its soul and burn its true energy.

It was originally transformed by the true essence, and when it encountered underground black flames, it could only escape. Now that it was in the domain barrier, where could it run?

But for a moment, a shrill scream came from his mouth. The roar that flew in his heart shook the world. The dragon's last struggle was so cruel. Ming Xixuan looked at all this lightly, with a cold face on his face. Perhaps this is its last destination, from heaven and earth, returning to heaven and earth.

The guardian golden dragon was summoned by Ming Zhuxuan, and it was connected to his real name Bloodline. The golden dragon burned in the barrier, and he could feel the pain he suffered, and it was magnified countless times.

His face was distorted, and he held his forehead in pain and let out a silent roar.

The golden scales burned in the black flames, and the oily golden color turned black, and then turned into ashes. The dragon's huge body disappeared in just a moment.

Ming Xixuan stood in the black flame, his black hair was messy and not crazy.

"It turned out to be Xiao Aotian's purple gold banner. He really liked you, and even gave you the most rare purple gold banner. But so what? The purple gold banner has a three-character realm. With your current strength, you can only exert the realm of the first two characters. Without the third character, you still can't kill me!" The painful look on Ming Zhuxuan's face gradually faded away. The pain of protecting the golden dragon being forcibly destroyed only caused his true energy to be lost, and his strength still maintained most of it.

"It's enough to have these two words! For so many years, my strength has been shackled under the mirror. These are your instructions. Do you think that the other palace maid poisons me in the food I take to limit my realm, but unfortunately there is no airtight wall in the world. The teacher has long seen that the reason why I have only shown the strength of the Ruyi Mirror is to prevent you from discovering it." Ming Xixuan said slowly.

After following Xiao Aotian for many years, his strength has stopped being in line with others. This has made many people wonder if Ming Xixuan is a waste, and his cultivation level is so low with this world's number one teacher.

Now I really figured it out. It turned out that it was not that he was not qualified enough, but that Ming Zhuxuan was secretly restricting his development. But what Ming Xixuan couldn't understand was why Ming Zhuxuan did this? Did he know before that he was not his biological son? If he knew, why did he have no expression for so many years?

A doubt arose in my heart, but now is not the time to pursue it. When a person dies, the dust will return to the dust and the earth. There is no need to pursue all the grudges and all the doubts.

To some extent, the two were a bit similar. Ming Zhuxuan secretly poisoned Ming Xixuan's cultivation, but he was wise but treated him as good as ever. Ming Xixuan didn't know it on the surface, but in fact he already knew it.

In the past, the only strength he showed in front of others was Ruyi Mirror, but now he has at least the realm of earth!

"So what if you find it? Do you think you still have the possibility of survival today?" Ming Zhuxuan looked at him coldly, and his gorgeous dragon robe was automatically without wind.

The dragon robe is painted with nine colors of nine dragons and phoenixes, divided into nine colors of red, yellow, blue, green, indigo, purple, gold and silver. The phoenixes are in the shape of a ball of fire, combining nine colors.

"You are still as arrogant as ever. If it weren't for you, the queen wouldn't have died. Ming Zhuxuan, I will be ruthless with you anymore. Today is your death."

"Since that's the case, then you go and die!"

Ming Zhuxuan's eyes were ferocious, and the nine-patterned dragon robe suddenly swelled, and colorful light shone in the air, like a burning sun. It automatically fell off Ming Zhuxuan's body, floated into the air, unfolding infinitely, expanding and expanding until it covered half of the sky.

"The black flame of the Luohell is collected in the purple gold banner. It is said that it can burn everything in the world, but that is just a legend. The fire of heaven and earth carried in my nine-patterned dragon robe is the fire of true life. Burn everything to punish rebellions and all falsehoods!"

"The fire of true destiny, in my name, burned all the eight wildernesses."

As the words came, countless fires burst out from the nine-patterned dragon robe. The terrifying high temperature and breathtaking pressure were soaked together that it made people lose in this extreme heat wave.

The fire of the real name faces the black flame of hell. After the collision, a light that is not daring to look directly out of the middle area. That kind of light can almost blind people's eyes.

Ming Xixuan felt the pressure of the fire of the true name, and the true energy on his body was flowing away at an extremely fast speed. His face became solemn, and there were signs of defeat in Hell Black Flame.

At this time, he didn't know how to use the last word "Death" of the Purple Gold Banner. If this continues, he will definitely be swallowed by the fire of the real name.

"Hahaha, I have said that the fire of the real name is the king of fire in the world. Even though the black flame in hell is powerful, how could it be its opponent? Ming Xixuan, surrender, you can't beat me. Now stop and I'll give you a happy way to die." Ming Zhuxuan looked proud.

In fact, at this time he had reached his limit, first protecting the golden dragon, then the fire of the real name. Both of these magics were extremely powerful, but the only shortcoming was that he had to consume his own essence.

The essence is different from the true essence. If the true essence is gone, you can draw it again from the world, but if the essence is gone, you will really disappear. Unless your strength has reached the state of defiance of heaven and change fate.

Ming Xixuan looked at him expressionlessly, and never gave up these two words in his dictionary. Since the true secret of the two words "domain" and "王" are useless, then don't use them, just give it a try!

He suddenly stopped the consumption of his true energy, and the barrier of the word "domain" and the black smoke from hell disappeared. He pulled out the Jade Emperor Sword with his backhand and slashed it with extreme sharpness.

The fire of the real name is scorching around him. Ming Xixuan now has no good way to restrain them, and can only resist with his strong will. The fire of the real name is burning people's soul and body. It can be said that he is now suffering from the double pain from the soul and body.

But he just frowned and didn't moan.

His eyes became brighter instead. The Jade Emperor Sword drew a bright trajectory in his hand, carrying a terrifying sword light, and crossed the sea of ​​fire toward Ming Zhuxuan.

Without the protection of the nine-patterned dragon robe, Ming Zhuxuan would not dare to use his body to force the Jade Emperor Sword, and that would only result in death.
Chapter completed!