All the monks of the Misty Immortal Sect and the Flowerless Holy Land, as well as all the Jindan Demon Cultivators, all of them focused their eyes on the Golden Snake and Ziyan Zhenren.

The crimson sword was about to slash into the huge body of the golden snake, and the golden snake's body flashed strangely, and in an instant, it dodged with the crimson sword, and then the snake body swam in the void A series of afterimages, quickly reversing Ziyan real people approaching.

Zi Yan Zhenren held the sword in his right hand, stepped on the void and stood still, his purple robe agitated and majestic, allowing the golden snake to attack.

I heard a sound of "snort" and "snort", the afterimage disappeared, and the head of the golden snake appeared more than ten zhang above Ziyan Zhenren like a freeze frame, and a white light erupted from the mouth of the golden snake.

The white light swept straight towards Ziyan Zhenren, the crimson sword suddenly rose, and in the blink of an eye, it intersected with the white light, and a huge roar spread, and the red and white Yuangang splashed, forming several ripples and spreading, and the left back turned into a gale of wind.

The golden snake raised its head in the void, the snake letter flashed continuously, and the body of the golden snake began to swell from four or five zhang, and at the same time, the scales wrapped around the body of the golden snake gradually emitted a soft white light, and the whole big snake seemed to have become a huge set of white exercises in the void.

"Human, you're strong, but you're just getting started!"

Bai Lian swam in the void, and in the blink of an eye, he came above Ziyan Zhenren's head.

Ziyan Zhenren was still standing in the void, and a swirling purple light rose under his feet, and soon his entire body was shrouded in a circle of purple light, and the purple flying sword red light was even more vigorous.

Bai Lian had already turned into a circle of afterimages in the void above Ziyan Zhenren, and from the outside, it looked like a vortex of white light, enveloping Ziyan Zhenren from top to bottom.

Just when all the monks of the Misty Immortal Sect and the Flowerless Holy Land were speculating about how Ziyan Zhenren would respond, they saw a flash of purple light, and instantly disappeared into the vortex of white light.

The vortex of white light suddenly stopped in the void, and from time to time there was a crimson light shining through the vortex.

After a dozen breaths, a purple figure rushed out of the white vortex, and its figure staggered slightly!

"Senior Brother Ziyan!" Lanling Daoren's wrinkled face showed a hint of melancholy.

Qing Yuzhen's face remained unchanged, his expression was slightly solemn, and all the disciples of the Lost Immortal Sect, including Han Zhonglin, stared at him.

The real person of the Flower Holy Land and the woman in Tsing Yi not far away glanced at each other, and they both showed puzzled looks, while the woman in the palace costume had an extremely peaceful face, and there was a trace of surprise in the depths of her eyes when she looked at the real person of Ziyan.

The white vortex dispersed, and then turned into a white practice and began to swim in the void, up and down, as if looking for an opportunity to attack.

Zi Yan's real clothes were a little torn, and the purple flying sword in his hand was faintly red, obviously losing the upper hand in the battle with the golden snake just now.

The white practice of the golden snake was staggered and undulating, and at some point, it surrounded Ziyan Zhenren in the center.

"Human monk, die!"

Countless rays of white mangs shot out from Bai Lian, and at the same time shot towards Ziyan Zhenren.

Zi Yan Zhenren danced the purple flying sword, forming a circle of crimson Yuangang outside his body, and the white mangs were all in unison, and the junction exuded a dense piercing resonance.

"Silver Dragon Devour!"

Just when Ziyan Zhenren was resisting countless white mangs, Bai Lian quickly rotated and contracted.

The white mangs were gone, and a vortex of white light was quietly formed, and Ziyan Zhenren was involved in it again.

Under the gaze of all the human monks, the white light vortex first revealed a crimson glow, and then the crimson light turned into a strange white-purple color.

More than a dozen breaths passed in the blink of an eye, and a terrible howl of pain came from the white light vortex!

The expressions of all the monks of the Misty Immortal Sect and the Flowerless Holy Land were tense at first, but then they all turned into surprises.

The white vortex disappeared, and Bai Lian disappeared after a few violent rolls in the void, revealing the snake body of the golden snake again, accompanied by the painful howl of the golden snake, all the monks who watched the battle in the Lost Immortal Sect and the Flowerless Holy Land saw that there were several clouds of white purple attached to the body of the golden snake, and the surface of the snake body under the white purple was becoming scorched.

"Ten Thousand Poison Domain Lord, Cold Spirit Domain Lord, come and help me!" the golden serpent shouted.

The black light and white light flashed at the same time, and both of them came not far from the golden snake, and after a coo, the black giant toad spewed out several turquoise liquids towards the white purple outside the golden snake's body.

The turquoise liquid touched a few clouds of white and purple at first glance, and immediately turned into several black smokes, and then the ice-white giant silkworm spat out a few streams of white slurry from its mouth and covered the scorched red place of the golden snake.

"Golden Scale Domain Lord, the taste of being burned by the Taibai Purple Fire is not pleasant!" a lazy woman's voice suddenly resounded between heaven and earth.

The huge head of the golden snake suddenly raised, looked down at the silver bear and said, "Flying Heaven Domain Lord, what is the Taiyan Purple Fire?"

For a while, the red bird, the black giant toad and other Jindan demon beasts all looked at the sable on the top of the silver bear's head.

"The human monk is really cunning, you are too careless, if the human monk is too hot, you will have turned into a puddle of ashes, and you will have no life!"

The woman's voice turned sharp, and the golden snake slowly lowered its head!

The black giant toad rolled its big eye bubbles a few times, and asked abruptly, "Flying Heaven Domain Lord, is that too hot spirit really that powerful?"

"Ten Thousand Poison Domain Lord, you dare to doubt the judgment of the Flying Heaven Domain Lord!" a muffled snort, and the silver bear under the sable retorted.

"Taiyan Essence Fire is one of the innate essence fires, born in the Extreme Yin, long in the Extreme Yang, the purple qi has not yet taken off, and there is still no impermanent fire, human monk, what the Lord of the Domain said is right?"

Ziyan Zhenren was in the void and replied coldly: "What about right and wrong? It's enough to deal with you!"

All the promoted disciples of the Misty Immortal Sect and the Flowerless Holy Land all showed shocked expressions after hearing the words of the Jindan Stage Demon Beast.

Tang Yun Zhenren slowly showed a smile: "Ziyan Zhenren really practiced the stunt of Ziyang Zhenren back then, although it is not completed, it is not far away!"

"Senior sister, is that too hot and fiery really that powerful?" asked the woman in Tsing Yi beside Tang Yun.

Yunyun Zhenren showed a hint of regret and said: "Ziyang Zhenren is a peerless monk in the Southeast Xiuzhen Domain, when Ziyang Zhenren became famous, I just joined the sect, and I was an unknown person, but unfortunately I didn't have the opportunity to witness Ziyang Zhenren's demeanor!"

"Daoist friend Yun, why mention the past!" Lanling Daoist sighed, and the cloudy eyes disappeared in a flash.

"Senior Brother Ziyan is in his hand, but the flying sword that Senior Brother Ziyang once used?" Qingyu Zhenren secretly transmitted to the Lanling Daoist.

Lanling Dao was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "The flying sword is destined for Yaoyue, and he has followed Senior Brother Ziyang for many years, and when Senior Brother Ziyang left the sect, he wanted to leave the flying sword to his disciple Yun Feiyu, but unfortunately Yun Feiyu could not inherit the inheritance of Senior Brother Ziyang." ”

"Senior Brother Ziyan's purple fire is amazingly powerful, but unfortunately it was discovered by the other party, and a big battle will inevitably follow!" A cyan flying sword slowly appeared in Qing Yuzhen's hand.