A man in the ring wolf sky was very angry. "You want to die! You ancient barbarians like you who don't know the height of heaven and earth, I kill one at a time."
"Qiang", "Qiang"
Bai mang was startled into the air. The momentum was terrible and attracted thousands of eyes in an instant.
Eighteen white feathers soared into the sky, making a harsh whine, surrounded by large areas of strong light. The breath was amazing. There was a breath of wild animals, frightening people's soul.
"Why is Huan Lang Tian here?"
"The child is in trouble!"
"Oh, die."
"Who is that? What a strong momentum!"
The crowd exclaimed and retreated one after another. The busy peak of Panlong mountain immediately cleared a large blank.
Eighteen white feathers broke the air attack, each of which was more than ten meters long, with strong light and metal clanging, like eighteen spears. The ferocious breath was powerful and amazing, as if it was going to break the world.
You don't have to think about it. It's the treasure feather of some ancient fierce birds. It's extremely powerful.
After they burst into the sky, they scattered and killed, covering the sky. They wanted to kill Tong Yan, so that he had no way out.
Tong Yan's eyes were filled with purple light. The burning purple wings vibrated violently and burst into the sky. It was very fast. It was like a purple thunder. It shook a red feather, and a startling explosion broke out. In a moment, a dazzling light flashed all over the sky, just like a thunder tide covering the sky.
The smell of the collision was extremely amazing. It was not only vast in the sky, but also overwhelming. The people watching the war below were lifted out, and many people screamed.
Tong Yan's whole body was purple and boiling, drowning his whole body. He was like a violent bird of prey. Then he collided with the second white feather. This time, the voice was stronger, earth shaking, and the energy fluctuation was stronger.
The white plume emits thin and strong light, just like a volcanic eruption. The breath is like magma rolling all over the sky. The light is like a terrible cold wave, which makes the people watching the war afraid. If it was an ordinary person, a face-to-face might be shattered, but it was shocking that the person blocked it and still shook its afterglow, clanging, and the four fields of the earthquake were in turmoil.
The cold and cruel expressions of those people in Huan langtian solidified on their faces. It was Qiu Ziyun, the direct descendant of Huanlang Tianli. The strength is very strong, and the eighteen Guangyu are his personal treasure. To attack with all his strength is to kill the arrogant guy on the spot without giving him any chance to struggle. Unexpectedly, he carried it one after another.
"Ah!" the boy roared, shattering two light feathers one after another, and the violent breath shook the last one that was about to rush. Although he is crazy and proud, he has great strength.
Panlong mountain was quiet up and down, staring at the man waving purple fire wings in the sky.
"No wonder you dare to talk wildly. You have some ability. But you don't see enough in front of Huan langtian!" Qiu Ziyun of Huan langtian was ashamed and angry and killed Tong Yan with a bloody war spear. The red cloud of the spear is like blood, and the sky is red. It is vast in the world with the gas of destruction. His strength is very strong and his weapons are more powerful!
"You are Huan Lang Tian. I heard that he was defeated miserably?" Tong Yan did not forget to stimulate him. He was covered with strands of highly pure Ziyan, wound into a Ziyan sword, roared, raised the sword and killed Qiu Ziyun.
The strong light of Ziyan sword is dazzling. It is transformed by pure Ziyan, which is intertwined with the ancient power of bronze ancient lamps.
The two fought fiercely. In the twinkling of an eye, more than ten rounds, the flame and strong light boiled, the sky was baked, the blood spear and Ziyan sword collided intensively, the harsh clang was deafening, and more powerful.
Fierce fight, ferocious fight! In particular, Tong Yan showed unparalleled speed with the help of Ziyan wing. He was vigorous and fast. He entangled Qiu Ziyun like lightning and beat Qiu Ziyun in a mess.
Pooh!! Qiu Ziyun suddenly screamed and was cut off his left arm by Ziyan sword. He sprayed blood and exclaimed the whole audience.
"Die for me!!" Qiu Ziyun roared ferociously, urging the blood spear with blood and soul power, and killing Ben Tong Yan like crazy.
Tong Yan's eyes were bright and his killing intention was like a tide. He drank loudly and fought head-on with Qiu Ziyun. The blood spear and sharp sword collided like two heavenly soldiers, causing a huge wave. The two energy surged in the sky and threatened the whole audience. The terrible high temperature and endless blood filled the world.
"Ah!" there was a scream on the Panlong mountain. Hundreds of people were roasted alive and broken into pieces by blood gas. There were also screams and screams under the Panlong mountain. Countless people retreated in panic and looked at the sky in horror.
"Open it for me!!" Tong Yan's eyes were cold and controlled the sword to move forward. The whole body is purple and hot. The high temperature sweeps the sky, dries the clouds, and distorts the space. A terrible energy flows into the purple sword. The strong light of the sword is dazzling, and the high temperature is even more terrible, like eroding the high altitude.
Qiu Ziyun roared angrily and looked like crazy. He strongly controlled the blood spear to move forward. All his strength and all his essence, Qi and spirit were filled into the blood spear. Damn bastard, trying to embarrass me? Dream!
However
The disparity of power is not transferred by will.
After a short interleaving, the blood spear made a harsh click, and the crack began to collapse from the edge and quickly spread to the whole body.
"No, no, no......" Qiu Ziyun burst out with all his strength, but the blood spear was smashed in an instant. Ziyan's sharp sword was sharp and surging with high temperature, and stabbed him in the chest.
At the critical moment, Qiu Ziyun opened his mouth and sprayed a silver light. The sound of the explosion was loud and the silver light flashed. It turned into a grinding plate and smashed at the face door of Tong Yan.
Tong Yan quickly dodged and waved the purple plume to retreat hundreds of meters away.
"Boom"
The silver millstone soared, almost covering the whole sky and suppressing all the purple heat.
Qiu Ziyun gasped violently and suffered severe pain in his chest. Although he was not stabbed, Yu Wen had burned a big hole in his chest, emitting the smell of cooked meat and coke, which made him collapse and more angry. "Bastard, I will never spare you!"
"Dong" made a loud noise, and Qiu Ziyun controlled the millstone and smashed Tong Yan. This is a treasure. It is made of thousands of meters of black iron after ten years of refining. It is extremely powerful. It can crush huge mountains, shake mountains, and surge with terrible gravity fields.
Boom! Panlong mountain was shaking, and the surrounding ground rumbled and sank. Many people who didn't leave in time knelt heavily on the ground, and then fell down in confusion. Their bones were crackling, as if they were about to break. Screams came and went, startling the empress Rencang in the distance to retreat. What's this, baby? So terrible!
"The strength is average, and there are a lot of babies." Tong Yan was happy and fearless. He was boiling all over and ran into the millstone like a surging Nu River. The clang sound is loud, the sound is like thunder, and Ziyan is as thick as magma, which strongly drowns the grinding plate. His Ziyan has degenerated, the high temperature has been strong several times, and has the unique mysterious soul power of the ancient bronze lamp.
Qiu Ziyun stared angrily, bleeding from his seven orifices, and tried his best to control the grinding plate to roll forward. However, the millstone was calcined by Ziyan, unable to move forward and retreating. He was even stunned to find that his control over the millstone was weakening, like being cut and melted by something one after another.
Qiu Ziyun roared angrily, rushed into the air, stepped on the millstone, and controlled it with his own blood and soul.
"Childe!!" Huan Lang's crowd exclaimed. How could this happen? Their childe's talent and strength are very strong, and he is full of treasure. He was controlled by an ancient sea scattered cultivation? Who the hell is this man? How can you have such strong strength!
"Break it for me!" Tong Yan suddenly drank fiercely. In the sea of Qi, the ancient lamp was long, and the strong light shone on his whole body, blooming an extremely terrible breath.
The millstone trembled violently and collapsed rapidly. It was melted by the raw and turned into molten iron and spilled on the Panlong mountain. The molten iron was red, viscous and steaming, and quickly spread all over the top of the Panlong mountain. The melting of the millstone severely damaged Qiu Ziyun, who was connected with its spirit, and screamed with his head.
"You're defeated!" Tong Yan came close to him and slapped him. The waves churned and rushed at Qiu Ziyun with molten iron.