After the Evil Soul Breaker Knife was taken out of the Dragon's Breath Tower, the scorching energy and the power of the Dragon's Breath inside weakened a lot.

But even so, when she reached the sixth floor, Perth Natasha also felt struggling and faltering.

Perth Natasha raised her head and shouted to it: "Perth Natasha, the servant of the wolf god, a devout female believer, ask to see the ancestor master." ”

Perth's Natasha's call echoed in the Dragon's Breath Tower, but there was no response.

Perth Natasha frowned, gathered Wu Gang all over her body, and wanted to go to another level.

At this time, an old voice suddenly came out: "Little girl, don't go forward, you can't support it, go back." ”

Hearing this long-lost voice, Perth Natasha's eyes were filled with hope, and she hurriedly said: "Master Zu, the clan is in a critical period of survival, please take action to save it." ”

After being silent for a while, Master Zu said: "Zhou Fangzheng also came to plead, in fact, the situation of the clan is not on the verge of collapse, and there is one person who can turn defeat into victory as long as he makes a move." ”

"Who is he?" asked Perth Natasha, impatiently.

"I don't know, but in today's crisis, a senior prophesied decades ago, saying that when the black crow chirps in the wolf howling castle and the city lord is killed by the traitor, a new hero will come forward to turn the tide......"

Master Zu's voice echoed in Natasha's ears in Perth, and before Natasha could speak again, the air pressure in the Dragon's Breath Tower suddenly increased.

Perth Natasha could no longer move forward, and was swept away by a wave of air and flew out of the Dragon's Breath Tower.

After Natasha was swept out of the tower, on the top floor of the Dragon's Breath Tower, an old man with crane hair and silver hair like snow sighed and muttered: "After so many years, I have finally waited for it, but fortunately I will not disappoint your request......

Outside the temple of Syrieria, which used to be holy and peaceful, there are now countless corpses and blood flowing everywhere.

The sand fox warriors and the blue wolf guards were still engaged in a fierce battle, and Zhou Canghua and Zhou Ting were guarding the gate of the temple, and they were also covered in bruises and panting at this time. Perth Natasha snorted and joined the fray, guarding the Temple's flames.

And Xu Xiangbei in Longyan Hell was covered with a comfortable smile on his face at this moment, because after half a month of cultivation, he successfully studied the introductory exercises of Dharma Zen Gong, got a glimpse of the mysteries of the hall, and learned the Arhat Reverse Qiankun Mind Method.

And Xu Xiangbei's realm also soared rapidly, reaching the level of a mid-level battle leader.

The internal strength of the mind has risen steadily, and the second weight of Bodhidharma Zen Gong is comparable to the spiritual level internal strength.

The majestic aura surged in the meridians, and Xu Xiangbei only felt that his body was full of infinite strength, longing for a hearty battle.

After meditating for half a month, Xu Xiangbei's fists were itching, and as soon as he stood up, the bones of his body rattled sounded.

After moving his body slightly, Xu Xiangbei looked at Yan'er who was crawling beside him.

This thing is sleeping comfortably at the moment, and the big tail is still fanning in the dream, maybe it has dreamed of a strange treasure somewhere.

At this moment, the Beixu True Qi in Xu Xiangbei's body seemed to have undergone a qualitative change, from pale gold to dark yellow.

If one day he can transform Beixu True Qi into colorless and transparent, and can change its flow direction and form at will, then he will be able to reach the ninth level of Mo Chan Gong, and it is also the highest level.

At that time, not only will the speed of internal breath accumulation be doubled, but it will also be able to use qi to control the sky, transform form with gas, and even absorb the energy fluctuations of all things in heaven and earth for one's own use.

Xu Xiangbei smiled, feeling that the road ahead was bright.

Xu Xiangbei took out a brown warrior robe from the ring and put it on, his chest rose and fell, he took a deep breath, and the energy vortex in the air poured into Xu Xiangbei's body from all directions, wandering freely within the eight veins and twelve meridians of his strange meridians.

After running the internal breath for a week, the five internal breaths condensed from the meridians were mobilized to the Tiantu acupoint on his chest, and with the gathering of Beixu's true qi, these five internal breaths, which were originally going against the chaos, slowly merged in one place.

The five scattered breaths, after converging and blending, gradually became extremely condensed and terrifying, full of pure energy.

"Upgraded Avail Finger, launch. ”

Xu Xiangbei stretched his finger forward, and a beam of light that was not inferior to the Nether Demon Pupil shot out towards the mountain wall.

And on the stone wall of the Dragon Flame Hell is a light curtain shield.

Although this improved Divine Finger of Tribulation was strong, it was not able to break through this layer of light curtain shield.

Moreover, this light curtain shield actually contained reflective power, and the attack of the Divine Finger of Fortune was in vain, and it was also reflected back, and it was refracted and shot on Yan'er's buttocks.

Yan'er, who was dreaming, was shot by this beam, and immediately woke up in pain, jumped three feet high, looked at the buttocks that were shot and wounded, and complained aggrievedly, "Why are you shooting in the same place again?"

looked at Xu Xiangbei with a resentful face, complaining about the owner's pet abuse.

Yan'er's squeamish voice was full of grievances: "Master, you are perverted and abused. ”

Xu Xiangbei also smiled dumbly, this golden flame devouring fire tapir is too unlucky.

But after all, he was the initiator, so he had to quibble: "There is a light curtain shield on the rock wall, and it is the light curtain shield that bounces off the beam and hits you." ”

Yan'er's eyes were a little tearful, and she said, "Master, why doesn't the beam reflect on your ass?"

Xu Xiangbei laughed, stepped forward and touched its wounds, and said, "This is called the Heavenly General to descend on the Si people, and they must first forge their body skin, understand?"

The Golden Flame Devouring Tapir nodded its head, and then broke into a smile and thought about it.

Raising his head, Yan'er roared hatefully at the light curtain shield above, and then spewed out a mouthful of black flame, shooting at the light curtain shield.

Although the black flame did not reflect back, but after ten minutes of baking, the light curtain shield did not lose half of it.

The temperature of this Dragon Flame Hell was suitable at the moment, it was no threat to Xu Xiangbei, and it had also lost the effect of cultivation, so he was ready to leave as soon as possible.

Xu Xiangbei's eyes rolled: "Try to use other methods." ”

"Ahh Suddenly, Xu Xiangbei pointed behind Yan'er and shouted.

Yan'er panicked, thinking that there was some danger behind him, so he quickly turned around and spewed out a cloud of black flames from his mouth.

Taking advantage of the moment Yan'er turned around, Xu Xiangbei secretly grabbed a few beast hairs on its body and ripped them off.

Yan'er screamed, and when she found that she was being teased by her master, she pouted and hid to the side.

This little thing's temper comes and goes, and it comes and goes quickly, so Xu Xiangbei doesn't bother to comfort him.

Use Wu Gang to blow the hair of the holy beast on the light curtain shield and try to penetrate it.

However, after trying for a while, it didn't work, Xu Xiangbei raised his eyebrows, and then stared at the tail of the holy beast.

Yan'er's body trembled, and she shrank and said, "Master, I don't take you like this." ”

Xu Xiangbei was relieved, and then straddled Yan'er's back: "Yan'er, take me to the top of the light curtain shield to take a look." ”

Although Xu Xiangbei's combat power has soared, it still hasn't reached the level of flying with imperial qi, so he can only rely on the help of the Golden Flame Devouring Fire Tapir.

Flame flicked the mane off her neck, flexed her limbs, and then leapt to the top of the light curtain.

Xu Xiangbei stretched out his palm and pressed it the light curtain guard.

As soon as his palm touched the light curtain shield, Xu Xiangbei felt a huge repulsive force. He hurriedly used Tai Chi Mian to dissolve this power with the Arhat Reverse Qiankun Internal Strength Method.

The repulsive force disappeared as if it were not there.

Seeing the effect, Xu Xiangbei's face was overjoyed, and he instantly increased his strength.

Outside the Dragon Flame Hell Prison, the battle situation is getting more and more intense, although there are not many masters on Syrilya's side, but the determination of the low-level disciples to defend the temple should not be taken lightly, and they will sacrifice their lives to serve the Holy Flame and fight to the death.

However, although the temple warriors are high-willed, their training and combat effectiveness are far inferior to the enemy, and although they can resist for a while, with the attrition and sacrifice, sooner or later the defense line will collapse.

And the remaining Zhanzun elders were dead and wounded, or they were entangled by the opponent's masters, and they were too busy to take care of themselves.

At this moment, all the disciples of Syril Ya had the ambition of martyrdom, thinking that even if they died, they would make the enemy pay a heavy price.

Zhou Fangzheng was holding the Soul Destroying Knife of Destroying Evil Spirits, and the fierce sword aura was permeated in the field, and in the fierce battle with Xiu, many temples in the clan were destroyed, and even the bluestone floor of the temple was full of cracks, such as being swept away by a storm.

Although Zhou Fangzheng is a high-level battle venerable, the consumption of the Evil Soul Suppression Knife to the user is terrifying, and he is overwhelmed, and Zhou Fangzheng is also a little unbearable, and the martial arts in his body are gradually exhausted.

As for Xiu Zhan, he is full of vitality and ease, and it can be seen that he has not used all his strength at all, and this battle is like an eagle catching a chicken for him.

Zhou Fangzheng raised the Soul Destroying Soul Suppression Knife high above the top, and put on a posture of a big third stage, frantically urging the remnants of Wu Gang in his body.

The fierce and incomparable wave of qi swept violently in Syrilyane, and the sharp air whistle made people's eardrums hurt.

For a while, the sky was dark, the ghosts were crying and howling, and the sonic booms were frequent.

The sand and gravel splashed in the air flew like flying knives, killing some of the sand fox warriors with a low cultivation level, and even the strong ones who had reached the realm of battle leaders were also injured.

The clouds and thunder in the sky sounded, Wu Gang condensed, and after a while, an afterimage of a war knife magnified ten times appeared, which was exactly the same as the shape of the Soul Breaking Knife.

With a wave of Zhou Fangzheng's arm, the remnant of the war knife suddenly fell towards the top of Xiu Zhan's head.

This is the essence of Zhou Fangzheng's life, and it is also his ability to press the bottom of the box, if this does not cause harm to the cultivation of the war, then the wolf sacred fire that has lasted for thousands of years of the Syril Ya clan will be dimmed and extinguished today.

The remnant of the sword qi fell on the top of Xiu Zhan's head with the power of thunder, and Xiu Zhan's face was finally solemn, raised his hands, gathered Wu Gang, and resisted vigorously.

However, the Soul Destroying Soul Destroying Knife ignored the efficacy of Wu Gang's garrison and made a contribution again, and a fierce impact seeped into Xiu Zhan's body.

Xiu Zhan was split to the ground in mid-air, and the bluestone slab on the ground was blown out of a big pit, but Xiu Zhan's face became more and more fierce and hideous.

"As expected, it is a peerless fierce soldier, and this Soul Destroying Soul Destroying Knife will be a tribute to our Desert Fox God in the future. ”

Although Xiu Zhan was injured, it was not serious, and after a short period of rest, he shouted at the sky with his throat in his throat, and slapped Zhou Fangzheng with one palm.

After watching the more and more courageous the cultivation battle, Zhou Fangzheng felt a burst of remorse in his heart, blaming himself for not believing Di Bowei's lies, not only forbearance and accommodation in everything, but also imprisoned the genius heroes of his clan in Longyan Prison.

Not only did he have the shame to go north, but he also had no face to meet the martyr elder of Syrilya, the wolf spirit.

Zhou Fangzheng smiled bitterly, slowly closed his eyes, and was about to cut off his heart......

Syllable......

At this moment, a deafening muffled sound sounded from the ground, and the earth shook.

Syllable...... Syllable...... Syllable......

The earth vibrated violently, the periphery of the temple, the walls had collapsed, the moat was also stained red with blood, and the rocks below the Dragon's Breath Tower penetrated bursts of golden light, as if there was a foreign object about to break through the ground.

After three seconds of silence, an earth-shattering explosion sounded, and the ground under the Dragon's Breath Tower exploded, and a golden flame devouring tapir covered in black flames soared into the air, and on its back, a man who looked like a god rode along.

Seeing this man who was like a god of war reborn, Zhou Fangzheng was overjoyed in an instant.

(End of chapter)