Three layers deep in the Reborn Soul Land.

"Bai Yezun, do you want to compete with the Dao Saint for this heavenly power?" a man in a blood-colored robe sat on the Ten Thousand Ice Cliff and muttered to himself.

He has long blue and black hair, red eyes, and lips that are a strange purple-black, which, combined with his black and red robes, gives people a sense of evil and weirdness.

Behind him, a handsome man in a snow-white robe slowly walked out, it was Bai Yezun.

"I haven't seen you in years, but your nose is still so smart. Bai Yezun's starry eyes pointed at the back of the evil man, and there seemed to be a cold light in his pupils.

The evil man turned around, his purple-black lips moving slightly: "If you can't even see through you, how dare you come over and compete for heavenly power." ”

"Hehe, the people of the Holy Dragon Realm are very powerful. Bai Yezun squinted, a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth, and at the same time, two rows of people stood up behind him, all of them were powerful cultivators of the Ninghai Realm, and the two leaders were the elders of the Wuji Army: Wang Shangliang, Lin Chong!

"Very well prepared. The Holy Dragon Futu didn't smile: "But...... You're not qualified. ”

Swish!

From behind the Holy Dragon Futu, a row of blood-clothed people also stood out, and the number was a full fifteen...... The leaders were two solemn men, and the strength of these two people was in the Five Heavens of the Ninghai Realm, equal to Wang Shangliang, far higher than Lin Chong.

Not only that, after the two blood-clothed men walked out, ten more men in black walked out from the other direction, and their momentum was also not lower than that of the Ninghai Realm, and the leading two even had the Ninghai Realm Fivefold Heavenly Cultivation.

"Holy Dragon Hateful Words, Holy Dragon Goes to the Sun?" Bai Yezun was expressionless, and snorted coldly: "Holy Dragon Blood Dao, your lackeys have all come out, do you still want to be a shrunken turtle?"

"Hahaha!" A thin man under the ice cliff walked out slowly, his cold eyes swept over Bai Yezun, and said disdainfully: "When it comes to the speed of your tongue, no one is as good as you Bai Yezun." ”

"Big brother. The Holy Dragon Blood Dao nodded and saluted after walking to the Holy Dragon Futu, and then turned his gaze back to Bai Yezun, and quipped: "Bai Yezun, Bai Yezun, the first day of the Bai family of the Giant Elephant Country, the cultivation is really strong, but unfortunately the brain is not too good, you are so anxious to come to our brother, are you not afraid to give your life here?"

Bai Yezun's brows were furrowed, and his face sank, although his person was already luxurious, he was still overstretched compared to the Holy Dragon Advanced Academy with the Holy Land Heritage, and now the other party was far above them in terms of quality and quantity.

"Holy Dragon Futu, Holy Dragon Blood Dao, are you and I no one?" Just as the momentum fell towards the Holy Dragon's side, a peaceful voice that seemed to greet floated up the snow peak, attracting everyone's attention in an instant.

An ordinary-looking man dressed in white walked up to the ice cliff, there was no large group of people around him, only a man with thief eyebrows and rat eyes who walked out with his nostrils, and looked at the Holy Dragon Centaur with contempt.

"The road is boundless. The arrival of this man made the Holy Dragon Futu put down his head that had always been held high, and his red eyes even had blood arcs scurrying.

If there are only two people in the same generation in Dongzhou who can make the Holy Dragon Futu jealous, one of them is Dao Wuyun.

He is not born in the Holy Land, but he has a background comparable to the Holy Land, a man with ordinary appearance, but he has the momentum that suppresses everyone.

"Bai Yezun, you are impulsive. Dao Wuyun came to the side of Wuji Army, and only two people reversed the momentum on the field.

Sometimes the quality of the strong far exceeds the deterrence of quantity, and Dao Wuyun and Zhao Shiwei are such people.

The people on the other side of the Holy Dragon took a step forward one after another, staring at the people of Iro with unkind faces. Iro and the Holy Dragon have been fighting for hundreds of years, not only their generation, but also between the same generations, there is endless competition, this is the case with the ranking battle of Dongzhou University, and the same is true of the trip to the Reborn Soul Land.

"Thank you. Bai Yezun nodded.

He and Dao Wuyun are known as the Emperor of Yiluo, competing with each other and being good friends, although Bai Yezun has never said it, but I have to admit that there is still a slight gap between him and Dao Wuyun.

"What about the Holy Dragon Beicang, you three brothers are no longer engaged in the foundation?" Zhao Shiwei smiled thief, not feeling any discomfort at all due to the other party's powerful aura, because he was the third person of Yiluo, the man closest to the Twin Emperors!

"Zhao Shiwei, wash your mouth clean. The purple lips of the Holy Dragon Futu were suppressed, and there was already anger in his heart.

In fact, he didn't know what the Holy Dragon Beicang was doing, he hadn't been able to contact him since they were separated before, and the Holy Dragon Futu didn't think that there could be anything in the Rebirth Soul Land that threatened the life of the Holy Dragon Beicang, so he didn't care. And now he doesn't show up at this juncture, and it's really a bit off the chain.

"I washed it, and I specially used the Longxuan toothpaste under your Holy Dragon Family. Zhao Shiwei kept provoking the nerves of the Holy Dragon Futu, and his casual expression revealed a sense of danger.

In fact, for now, the Holy Dragon Realm has fallen into the disadvantage, Dao Wuyun and Holy Dragon Futu are at the same level, Bai Yezun and the Holy Dragon Blood Dao are at the same level, then no one will be able to subdue him if Zhao Shiwei is left, and after Tianli is born, he will also become the biggest main force in the competition.

"It's just going to be a trick, let's fight!" The Holy Dragon Futu was furious, and he didn't want to wait for the Heavenly Power to be born, and the momentum of the Ninghai Realm Seven Heavens in the early stage spread out, suppressing the Ninghai Realm One Heavy Heaven cultivators on the field back a few steps.

"I'm afraid you won't make it!" Zhao Shiwei raised his eyebrows, but patted Dao Wuyun on the shoulder: "I'll leave it to you." ”

Dao Wuyun: "......"

The battle was about to break out, just as everyone had expected before, the first target of the Holy Dragon Futu was Dao Wuyuan, whose body ran at an extremely abnormal angle, and the blood-colored giant pillars of his palms turned into countless spikes, soaring into the sky.

For a moment, it was like the end of the world.

"Don't fall into the scourge!" a loud roar grew. This roar, like a lion but not a lion, is extremely ferocious, with a terrifying power that shocks people's souls. Countless snow peaks, in this huge roar, trembled slightly, shaking off a thousand layers of snow.

Dao Wuyun closed his eyes very indifferently, as if he was quite familiar with the methods of the Holy Dragon Futu, and the great power of shattering mountains and rivers was born one after another in his gestures, and a huge Sanskrit sound sounded between heaven and earth, faintly emitting countless dull and distant roars.

Tens of thousands of swam rays of light danced wildly with the endless black hair. At this moment, Dao Wuyun suddenly opened his eyes, rose from the ground, and turned into a sky-rushing inky cyclone.

It's not the first time for the two to fight, and they both know each other's details, so as soon as they make a move, they are all killer moves, and the moves are aimed at each other's key points.

Bai Yezun rushed towards the Holy Dragon Blood Dao, and both of them were also in the early stage of the Seven Heavens of the Ninghai Realm, and the Wind and Thunder Phantom and the Blood Sea waves collided with each other at high frequency, and they were evenly divided.

And the remaining four Ninghai Realm Five Heavens of the Holy Dragon Realm rushed towards Zhao Shiwei in unison, although this guy looked like a thief, like a dragon trick, but he was a real Ninghai Realm Six Heavens Peak, if he was put into the crowd, the Holy Dragon's Ninghai Realm One Heavy Heaven Centaur was afraid that he would have to experience a wave of blood.

The two sides fought fiercely, and the soldiers of the Ninghai Realm of the Holy Dragon were generally more than Yiluo, and the average strength was also higher, but Zhao Shiwei would sneak attack a small soldier if he pulled out his hand coldly, and his one made this group of soldiers miserable, and those who were hit vomited blood.

"Damn, what are you doing in Beicang!" The Holy Dragon Futu was furious, raised his hand and turned into a huge blood dragon phantom with a thickness of 100 meters. This blood dragon phantom has six claws and six horns, hideous and terrifying, and beckons to Zhao Shiwei with the power of devouring souls and devouring souls.

But the latter is not a vegetarian, and he easily dodges it with a twist of his body, obviously taking precautions, and deliberately keeps a distance not far from the Holy Dragon Futu, the meaning is obvious.

You're going to hit me!

Bang!

Dao Wuyun didn't waste time, and took advantage of the Holy Dragon Floating Tu to attack Zhao Shishiwei with one palm, beating the Holy Dragon Floating Tu to a stagger, and his back was bloody.

"Ahh

Dao Wuyun smiled lightly, his flesh palm was surging, and he forcibly caught the wrath blow of the Holy Dragon Futu, and the corners of his mouth hooked: "Concentrate." ”

Just when the two sides were fighting hotly, there were also small disputes in other directions in the Rebirth Soul Land, and at this time, there were people dying in the Rebirth Soul Land almost every few minutes, and the people who died were all geniuses in Dongzhou, such a genius, and their lives at this time were so worthless.

And if you want to say that the most efficient part of death, it naturally belongs to the area where Lin Nan is located......

Holy Dragon Beicang put some green potion on his eyes, and as the medicinal liquid moistened his empty eye sockets gradually stabilized, this injury was really nothing for a cultivator, especially a top-level cultivator like Holy Dragon Beicang.

"It's time for Big Brother Futu to begin. Shenglong Beicang frowned, thinking that he was just doing two small side quests, but every time he could meet Lin Nan, he also delayed too much time on him.

Just as the Holy Dragon Beicang raised his legs to leave, a low shock suddenly sounded in the sky: "Holy Dragon Beicang, where do you want to go!"

"What's going on!?" Everyone was blinded, isn't this Lin Nan's voice? It's hard to take him not dead, it's impossible, if the attack just now falls on the iceberg, it can cut off a small part of the iceberg, how can Lin Nan still be alive?

"Could it be ....." Holy Dragon Beicang smiled evilly, and the armor that had just dispersed merged again.

The dim sky suddenly lit up with a touch of gold, and then the golden yellow continued to expand, gradually forming a round of golden sun.

The population below was dry, as if as long as he looked at that Jin Yang, he would have a headache, brain fever, and a mental breakdown.

"What!" The Holy Dragon Beicang was like a great enemy, his armor propped up a piece of earthy yellow shield, and at the same time, he carved a number of soul guarding formations on his body. It's not that he doesn't want to escape, but the golden scorching sun gives him too much of a sense of crisis, and there is a feeling of inescapability.

"Hahahaha...... All of them, go die. ”

"Yellow Spring Ashes!"

Buzzing - the golden scorching sun continued to expand in everyone's pupils, and the burning feeling became even stronger, at this moment they had an illusion, as if the golden sun in the sky was really the sun!

"......Hurry up" The people of the other three courtyards fled one after another, but the people who flattered the Holy Dragon Beicang just now were miserable, they were the closest to the Holy Dragon Beicang, and the aura of the Huangquan ashes also locked them together, not to mention running now, it was too late to hide.

Bang - the golden sun smashed on the snowfield, there was no expected roar, not even the slightest wind and snow, but ...... The beings under the golden sun, whether it was the Diluo Realm or the Ninghai Realm, the moment their bodies were dyed with golden light, they seemed to be splashed by magma, and they began to scorch one after another.

And this golden sun came so violently that everyone didn't even have time to scream, and the huge golden ocean swallowed up all the snowfields within a radius of thousands of kilometers, and the golden waves passed through the ice and snow, through the boulders, and finally dyed the living people...... Bake them into fly ashes.

At this time, in all directions of the second layer of the Reborn Soul Land, they could see the sky in a certain direction very clearly, rendered by endless gold, and it was extremely brilliant.