Chapter 225 Dragons Break Out

Song Tianming felt the aura of the red-scaled dragons chasing behind him, and his heart tightened.

Song Tianming knew that he had aroused irreparable anger. These red-scaled dragons were not only a symbol of power, but also the guardians of order in the valley.

Song Tianming ran quickly, deftly avoiding dangerous rock walls and cliffs, sometimes jumping over waterfalls and deep pools, and sometimes walking through the dense mist.

However, the red-scaled dragons followed them everywhere, and their roars continued, as if foretelling the fate of the end.

But Song Tianming was not afraid of this. He dealt with it calmly and firmly guarded the treasure in his hands.

Deep in the Feilong Valley, clouds and mist shrouded, and the huge red-scaled dragon king led hordes of flying dragons, attacking Song Tianming like a storm.

Song Tianming was wearing a black battle robe, with a fierce fighting spirit flashing in his cold eyes. His figure quickly shuttled among the dragons, like an agile wolf.

The Red Scale Dragon King roared ferociously, the dragons echoed in unison, and the strong wind howled, pressing towards Song Tianming menacingly.

But Song Tianming was not afraid. He circulated the immortal essence in his body, clenched his fists, and the wind surged as he waved.

He jumped suddenly, his body was like lightning, leaving a lightning-like light and shadow among the flying dragons, and instantly arrived in front of the Dragon King.

"Red Scale Dragon King, don't you think of blocking my return today!" Song Tianming shouted sternly, waving his fists, and a surging power burst out from his body.

He is not afraid of the gigantic Dragon King. Every punch and palm contains the power of collapsing stars and the secret pattern of brilliance. Its power is overwhelming, enough to shatter mountains and tear apart giant rivers.

The Red Scale Dragon King roared angrily, and the dragons flew rapidly, trying to surround Song Tianming.

However, Song Tianming relied on his superb martial arts and superb fighting skills to sometimes dodge to avoid the sharp attacks of the dragon's claws, and sometimes used the secret technique of thunder and lightning to release dazzling lightning and shoot down several flying dragons.

Like a lone wolf, he started a fierce battle with the dragons and instantly defeated the combined offensive of the dragons.

"A thunderous thunder that will destroy the heaven and the earth!" Song Tianming roared, and struck out with both palms. A bright bolt of lightning shot out from his hands and went straight towards the Red Scale Dragon King.

In anger, the Red Scale Dragon King opened his mouth and spat out a stream of crimson flame dragon breath towards the thunder and lightning. The two powerful forces collided fiercely in the air, triggering a huge explosion that split the void.

The Red Scale Dragon King is indeed an earth-level flying dragon. The surge of energy contained in its breath is so powerful that even Song Tianming today is unable to withstand it, and he retreats crazily after being hit.

At the same time, countless black-level flying dragons rushed towards Song Tianming like scavenging wolves.

Hundreds of flying dragons circled up, and their sharp dragon claws struck like a storm.

Song Tianming quickly circulated the immortal essence in his body, and each of his Bengxing Fist techniques cut through the sky like meteors. Each blow carried destructive power and shot down several flying dragons.

The swarm of flying dragons came to attack him like a tidal wave. He took his time and used the Five Elements Escape Technique. His figure followed him like a shadow, disappearing and appearing. The sharp dragon claws and the hot dragon breath all passed him by.

However, the dragons became increasingly dense, and Song Tianming gradually felt the pressure increase dramatically.

He knew that if he could not break out as soon as possible, he might be in dire straits.

Suddenly, Song Tianming gathered all the immortal energy in his body, raised his hands suddenly into the air, and a bolt of lightning spread instantly like an electric arc.

"Heavenly Thunder Technique!" Song Tianming roared, and the thunder light became denser and denser, finally condensing into a dazzling thunder ball.

The ball was radiating with electric light, like a dazzling meteor, heading straight into the hearts of the dragons at an astonishing speed.

The flying dragons dodge in fear, but the thunder ball seems to have its own spirituality, with lightning and thunder all the way as it shuttles between the dragons.

In the end, the thunder ball shattered in the densest place of the flying dragons. Countless thunder and lightning exploded like silver bottles, and poured down like a waterfall from the sky, severely injuring and knocking down dozens of black-level flying dragons.

The power of thunder and lightning made the entire Feilong Valley seem to be shaking.

Song Tianming saw the opportunity and couldn't miss it. He suddenly activated the immortal essence in his body and rushed out of the surrounding dragons like a meteor and flew out of the valley.

Along the way, Song Tianming's fists did not stop at all. He swung his fists like crazy, leaving countless obvious dented fist marks in the void. He killed countless red-scaled flying dragons along the way before finally tearing him apart from the group of flying dragons. He opened an opening and successfully ran to the outskirts of Feilong Valley.

Seeing that he had successfully broken through, the red-scaled dragons roared deafeningly, but they could no longer stop his rapid retreat.

The Red Scale Dragon King was even more furious. The Dragon Blood Spirit Fruit was of great significance to him. Now that it was taken away by Song Tianming, it meant that the hard work of several generations of Dragon Kings had been wasted. The price was too heavy!

Song Tianming walked in a hurry, with the angry roars of the dragons echoing behind him. He did not dare to neglect, and used the Five Elements Escape Technique to the limit, and quickly walked out of Feilong Valley.

Outside Feilong Valley, Zhao Huang and Liu Ju stood on the edge of the cliff with solemn expressions, looking intently into the valley.

Thick clouds shrouded the surroundings, and there was a hint of oppressive tension in the silence.

Zhao Huang's eyes flashed with cold light, his robes fluttered in the wind, and he looked like a dragon and a tiger.

The blood is overflowing!

Liu Ju's hair was flying like flames, and his body exuded a sharp sword energy.

Behind the two of them, the elite outer sect disciples from the Fourth Spiritual Peak and the Fifth Spiritual Peak were even more prepared, not daring to show any signs of neglect.

The violent noise caused by Song Tianming in Feilong Valley had already attracted everyone's attention. They knew that Song Tianming couldn't bear the loneliness and was about to start looking for an opportunity to escape!

"Song Tianming must not be allowed to escape. Shrink the barrier and check the array. Song Tianming must be completely suppressed!"

Everyone has already set up a secret barrier to guard against any emergencies.

At this moment, their minds were tightly tied to the bottom of the valley, waiting for Song Tianming, whom they had long regarded as an enemy in their hearts.

The thick fog in the valley gradually dissipated, revealing a narrow path that slowly stretched out from the depths of the valley.

Liu Ju frowned slightly, and he sensed an unusual breath.

Zhao Huang tightly grasped the long sword in his hand, and his eyes became more solemn.

Suddenly, a gust of wind came from the depths of the path, and then a figure came like lightning.

The person who came was Song Tianming.

He was wearing a black battle robe, exuding a sharp breath, with a deep gaze and a faint smile on his face.

The appearance of Song Tianming was like a lone wolf suddenly breaking into a place of tigers and wolves, causing the surrounding air to freeze for a moment.

Zhao Huang and Liu Ju exchanged a tacit glance, and then Liu Ju calmly untied the talisman bag, touched the talisman paper with his fingers, and was ready to respond at any time.

Zhao Huang was waiting with his sword energy overflowing. He stood on the top of the mountain like a sword demon, determined to break this sudden enemy with his sword.

Song Tianming was alert all the way here. He could feel the dangerous atmosphere hidden around him.

However, Song Tianming did not stop, but looked at Zhao Huang and Liu Ju in front of him calmly.