Si Chen has already expressed his position very clearly, if Zhan Tianjie insists on making a move, Si Chen will be dead.

Zhan Tianjue also had to be cautious, it was not that he was no match for Si Chen, but Si Chen was so close to the stone tablet of the altar, if he started a war, he was afraid that the altar would be damaged, and he was afraid that the thousand-year-old layout would be destroyed in one fell swoop.

Zhan Tianjue pondered for a moment and said: "How about this, Si Jian Linshuang only needs to dedicate ninety percent of his life, so that he can not hurt his life, but also continue to complete the plan, and the last part will wait for the arrival of the wheat pickers, is this method good?"

When Si Chen heard this, he put away the Chushan knife and bowed to Zhan Tianjue: "Si Chen, please ask the sect master to do it." ”

Seeing that Si Chen agreed, Zhan Tian turned around and put a palm imprint on Si Jian Linshuang's forehead, injecting a spirit seal into it to unlock the seal he had set up in Si Jian Linshuang. However, to Zhan Tianjue's surprise, there was only one vitality seal left in Si Jian Linshuang's body, and the aura seal had been broken, and then he was relieved when he thought about it, it must have been solved by the sword family.

As the Zhan Tian Jue lifted the vitality seal of Si Jian Linshuang, a vitality force that shook the heavens and the earth erupted from Si Jian Linshuang's body, and the energy was like an erupting torrent, instantly razing the entire Dongling Sect to the ground with the momentum of destroying the ancient and decaying.

In the midst of the riot, I was surprised to see that the golden spirit bead emitted a rhythmic melody, spreading everywhere it went, like an invisible solid barrier, blocking the huge vitality and bringing it back into the golden spirit bead.

At the same time, Si Jian Linshuang's originally fair skin gradually crawled with wrinkles in the ravines, and his breath gradually became imperceptible.

Seeing this, Si Chen's brows furrowed slightly: "Sect Master, that's enough." ”

Zhan Tian Jue glanced at Si Chen lightly, and as soon as his palm was suddenly closed, Si Jian's vitality no longer overflowed. Zhan Tian Jue handed over the immortal jade pendant and the unconscious Si Jian Linshuang to Si Chen: "The two complement each other, and he can recover faster." ”

"Sect Master Xie. Si Chen immediately took Si Jian Linshuang to find a place to heal and recover.

Zhan Tian overlooked the sky, and now there are only waiting for the wheat pickers.

Suddenly, a fiery red spirit fist descended from the sky, breaking through the air, like a golden crow falling into the world, directly hitting the altar stele.

Zhan Tian snorted coldly, and with a palm, a huge golden palm swept out in an instant, directly descending from the spirit fist that fell from the sky, and pinched it to explode.

"Sign up!"

Immediately, a red light flashed, and in the midst of the fireworks, the domineering poem was threatening:

A thousand demons are burned,

Kings slaughtered,

Emperor Tai hate,

A torch kills all living beings.

The glory retreated, and it was the Torch King Emperor Terrace.

Tian Ze couldn't help but be overjoyed and shouted, "Emperor, is the old grandmother here?"

"You are in trouble, how can I not come?" The words fell, and a posture of captivating the country and the city fell from the clouds, like a fairy coming to earth, and then rising to dominate the poem:

Dream light and bloody,

The bloody blade is eternal, who is side by side.

The heart is dusty and the peak is ownerless,

A bleak bone to the underworld.

The blood-colored shadow stood still, it was the bloody dream master.

After Zhan Tianjue saw the person who came, he saluted slightly, and said with a smile: "The Lord of the Royal Dream is here, and he is not welcome, but today's move, don't you want to start a war?"

The Dream Lord smiled: "No, today is just to take away a few people and kill one person at the same time, that's all." ”

"Oh, I wonder who the Dream Lord is referring to?"

The Jade Finger of the Dream Lord tapped: "Tianze's personal disciples, and your neck." The Dream Lord's tone was soft, as if he was elaborating a lingering folk tale.

Zhan Tianjue raised his eyebrows, and the spiritual pressure on his body continued to rise, like a high-pressure volcano that would erupt at any time: "Dream Master, don't you take me Zhan Tianjue in your eyes?"

The Dream Lord sneered contemptuously: "Could it be that you think that with your Yuan Infant Realm Ninefold Cultivation, you can defeat my Merge Realm Fivefold?"

The colder the words of Zhan Jietian became: "Whether it works or not, the subordinates will see the real chapter!"

Then the battle was set foot in the sky, and the overlord poem finally came to the world:

My Heavenly Xuanzhang Qing Meditation Strategy,

Shenhong's wingspan is dying.

Throughout the ages,

It's just a false name.

At this time, the emperor on the side stepped out of thin air and sneered contemptuously: "Talking about the talents of the ages?

As the existence of the Demon King, Emperor Tai is equivalent to the Fit Realm, coupled with the strong physical talent of the Beast Clan, it is by no means difficult to fight against Zhantian.

The emperor turned into a cluster of thunder and fire, and attacked the battle sky with the speed of thunder spreading.

Zhan Tianjue's face was calm and indifferent, and a golden sword suddenly appeared in his hand, which was his sword: Wingspan Jin Hong.

Zhan Tianjue clenched his wingspan Jin Hong with one hand, and the aura around his body rioted extremely quickly, like boiling water, transpiring and distorting everything around him, and then a sword slashed out, and it was actually nine golden heavenly thunders that fell from the clear sky and nine heavens, directly attacking the emperor.

"Nine Golden Thunder Tribulation!"

As a Heavenly Fire Beast, Emperor Tai's physical strength is far beyond that of ordinary demon kings, and he will not take it to heart in the face of such a small heavenly thunder, so he snorted coldly and condensed his body even tighter. Suddenly, fiery red veins appeared on the surface of the emperor's skin, as if it was not blood flowing in the veins, but hot magma.

"Bang!"

With a roar, Emperor Tai's body and the nine golden heavenly thunderbolts collided solidly, and countless golden sparks exploded in Emperor Tai's back like bright fireworks.

Emperor Tai was close to Zhan Tianjue, and with all his strength, his right hook fist carried supreme power and smashed Zhan Tianjue's wingspan Jin Hong.

In an instant, a huge air flow rushed into the intersection of this fist and sword and burst out, forming bursts of energy shock waves, like ripples.

Emperor Tai immediately retreated suddenly, because he found that his back was a little hot, as if he was burned by fire, but he was a heavenly fire beast, how could he be burned by fire.

Emperor Tai used his soul imprint to ask the Dream Lord behind him, "Dream Master, what's wrong with my back?"

Hearing this, the Dream Lord stepped forward and covered the place where the Emperor was hit: "There is a strange force in your wound that is eroding your body, I have stripped it from you, let's shoot together!"

Emperor Tai glanced at the Dream Lord with a smile, and said secretly: "Believe me, I am the Torch King Emperor!"

The Dream Lord nodded, and the aura on his fingertips calmed for a moment.

"Fight the heavens, come on!"

Emperor Tai smiled slightly, his hands were like a sudden shock, like a roc spreading his wings, and pieces of fiery red scale armor suddenly appeared on his arms, like an imposing armour.

"Heavenly Desolate Fire Armor!"

Emperor Tai was furious, his arms were like two burning fire sticks, and he attacked Zhan Tianjie with great momentum.

Zhan Tian's breath was indifferent, as if everything was under control.

Just when Emperor Tai was only one step away from him, Zhan Tianjue bent back, his upper body almost parallel to the ground, and he could dodge a punch, and then raised his wingspan Jin Hong to stab Emperor Tai's armpit in an oblique thorn.

"Ding"

A piercing and sharp sound of gold and stone rubbing sounded, and it was Emperor Tai who forcibly pushed back Jin Hong, the wingspan of Zhan Tianjue. Zhan Tianjue's body was pulled by the huge force of the wingspan Jin Hong, and his body was straightened. Emperor Tai saw that his right elbow was shot back, and Zhan Tian couldn't react for a while, and the whole person was knocked out like a cannonball, and it took a long time to stand on his heels.

Zhan Tianjue took a breath lightly, and a sharp pain that rending his lungs came from his chest, and he was actually broken by Emperor Tai's sternum and ribs.

"The power of the orcs is really terrifying!"

Emperor Tai shook his arms covering the fire armor: "How? The ribs and sternum are displaced, don't you surrender?"

Zhan Tianjue smiled slightly, and slowly pressed his left palm on the injured position, only to see that the originally slightly concave skin actually bulged at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the ribs and sternum had completely recovered.

Zhan Tianjue waved his hand: "Isn't this good?"

Seeing this, Emperor Tai's brows furrowed, the martial arts he had just used to fight the Heavenly Absolute were unheard of by himself, and he didn't even belong to the Heavenly Continent.

After a while, Emperor Tai sorted out his thoughts, what if he could recover, with the strength of his demon king realm, he beat you into a pulp to see how you recovered.

"Come again!"

Emperor Tai sighed heavily, his arms were in the sky, and a hundred-zhang pillar of fire rose into the sky, looking from a distance, it was like a divine fire pillar hanging down from the nine heavens, and the surrounding air had been deformed and distorted.

"A hundred scorching red clouds break through the nine skies!"

Zhan Tianjue knew that he couldn't stop this move, but his face was still calm, and an inexplicable confidence arose.

Because, he's back!