This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable Chapter 1301 - 93: Kindling the Seed, Condensing the Seed (P

Mo Yan urged the Netherfire, forming endless ripples in the sky to block.

"Courting death!" Chi Dragon sneered coldly, fiercely activating divine power, intending to shock Mo Yan to death through the ripples.

An incredibly terrifying fluctuation erged where Chi Dragon's giant claws collided with Mo Yan's fiery ripples, sweeping all around like stormy waves.

At the sa ti, five other Demon Beasts also attacked, launching their assaults like overwhelming tides, pressing down on Mo Yan together.

No matter how intense the fire, under such an ocean-like offensive, it must extinguish!

"Open!" Mo Yan's eyes almost burst as he roared, his entire body glowing like a volcanic vent, with flas rolling out from his body fiercely to defend!

Boom!

However, the enemy's offensive was too fierce, and even so, Mo Yan was severely injured and flew out.

His whole body was covered in cracks, feeling the pain of shattered bones all over.

Mo Yan's Legendary Talent was strong, but he was too young.

Under the netherfire supply of the Candle Dragon Hall, his Cultivation indeed made leaps and bounds.

With the unique skill of Netherfire Fusion, his combat power was not bad, even able to barely catch up with the "cheating" Lu Qingshan.

But it had to be admitted that his foundation was still far inferior compared to Lu Qingshan.

So when facing these six strong Seventh Grade Demon Beasts, each rarely t rivals in the sa realm, without being able to unleash the big trump card of Netherfire Fusion, Mo Yan coped with extre difficulty, unable to handle it as effortlessly as Lu Qingshan.

Unless he could make Netherfire Fusion co forth freely, almost without preparation ti, at will.

Only then would he have a chance to compare with Lu Qingshan in terms of combat power.

However, this needed ti to be honed and couldn't be achieved overnight.

Severely injured once more, Mo Yan gritted his teeth, urging the Fla of Life to rise and heal his injuries.

The Demon Beasts ford by the Soul Split of the Heart Demon gave Mo Yan no chance to survive, with relentless assaults.

Mo Yan kept desperately fleeing, not knowing how many attacks he had encountered, covered in blood, body tattered, having narrowly escaped death, seeming about to reach his limit.

"So unwilling!" Mo Yan muttered to himself.

If it really ca to the very last mont before death, he could still forcibly activate Netherfire Fusion, taking the enemies with him to death.

However, this held little significance.

What he had to do was survive and bring the ssage back to the Human Race.

Boom!

The enemy launched another attack, Mo Yan fought desperately, red and blue flas sweeping out like ribbons, once again barely resisting this wave of offensive.

His Vital Essence was almost exhausted, reaching a state of being utterly depleted, making this strike exceptionally laborious.

"He's not going to make it!" Seeing this, the Demon Beasts chasing Mo Yan understood, showing a grueso smile.

This suffocating pursuit of theirs was finally nearing its end.

"Die!" Chi Dragon launched the final blow, spewing a powerful water wave from its mouth, transforming into a tornado, attacking Mo Yan.

Mo Yan struggled to resist, his palms flickering, each raising a Netherfire.

Red Lotus Fire and Cold Spirit Fire.

Without any pause, not caring at all, Mo Yan directly clasped his hands together, rging them into a two-colored lotus.

The Fire Lotus shot out, turning into a fiery beam with a devastating aura, blasting towards the tornado.

Bang!

After a thunderous explosion, in Chi Dragon's horrified gaze, the tornado vanished instantly.

Subsequently, the scorching fire transford into fiery waves, expanding in a circular arc.

Clearly, an apocalyptic scene.

The surging fiery waves contained a terrifying aura.

Even their powerful physical bodies didn't dare to withstand it head-on.

As a result, the six Seventh Grade Demon Beasts in the sky instinctively retreated, wanting to escape the range of the Fire Lotus explosion.

Yet even so, they were still affected, with parts of their bodies becoming charred black.

Even simply affected to so degree, they were like this.

Then what about Mo Yan at the center?

It seed almost imaginable.

Pain! Unimaginable pain! Indescribable pain!

Mo Yan convulsed with pain.

To fend off the enemy's offensive, he forcibly fused the Netherfire and unleashed its power nearby.

Even if he was an Incinerate Body, with extrely strong resistance to flas, and had promptly wrapped himself with Netherfire to cope with the Fire Lotus explosion.

But the power of Netherfire was blocked, yet the impact force of the fire waves couldn't be immune, shaking him to his core, making him feel his internal organs in pain.

This was rely a minor issue.

The real issue was that he hadn't delicately fused the Netherfire but forcibly done so in a very crude manner.

This caused the violent power of the residual fla to ransack his ridians, scorching them until twisted, deford, bringing him unimaginable pain.

Even so, Mo Yan was rely struggling at death's door, simply using severe injuries to delay for a few more monts.

Unwilling!

Extrely unwilling!

This unwillingness completely overwheld Mo Yan's heart.

"No!!!" The always calm Mo Yan almost unconsciously roared out.

With this roar, flas surged up in his eyes.

Since entering the Great Wilderness, so changes had occurred in Mo Yan's eyes.

It's just that at the ti, Lu Qingshan was imrsed in sensing the fluctuations from the Green Snake, and didn't notice.

But now, the changes in Mo Yan's eyes were finally fully revealed.

Black flas were burning intensely in his pitch-dark eyes.

There was truly a fla burning.

Mo Yan's body trembled.

A vast aura surged, released from his brow, rushing out of his body like a vast ocean.