It seems that there is an invisible force on the bones, this force makes Yang Tian's eyes confused, if Yang Tian is not injured before, he may be able to stay awake, but now, the injury in Yang Tian's body is extremely serious, and it is extremely difficult to stay awake. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

At the moment when Yang Tian got up and flew away, the red flame python drilled out of his body, screaming at the bones in the distance, and even at this moment, this martial soul completely condensed by blood, there was a trace of agility in the lantern-sized eyes.

This trace of agility should not exist, because the Red Flame Python is a phantom condensed by the blood in Yang Tian's body, that is, the martial soul, and all the wills should be dominated by Yang Tian, but at this moment, this Red Flame Python seems to have its own thoughts.

Shui Huan stood in the distance, his body trembled, Yang Tian's movements naturally attracted his attention, he looked at Yang Tian blankly, and then looked at the bones in the magma in the distance, his face changed, and his eyes showed horror, as if he had a certain understanding of the scene in front of him.

Yang Tian's eyes were confused, and his body slowly flew towards the bones, but just as he passed by Shui Huan's side, Yang Tian's body stopped, and even the Red Flame Python stopped together, and set his eyes on the big water-blue net in Shui Huan's hand.

To be exact, it is the golden liquid wrapped in the big aqua blue net, which is the blood of the gods, this drop of blood, coagulated but not dispersed, only one drop, rampage in the big net, as if trying to break free, but every time it touches the big net again, a layer of water blue light curtain will appear on the big net to block it.

Shui Huan saw Yang Tian stop, his confused eyes stared at the drop of the blood of the gods, and the secret words in his heart were not good, this drop of the blood of the gods could make the bloodline evolve, and even bring a trace of divinity, even at this moment, Yang Tian was not out of his own will, but based on the instinct in the bloodline, he wanted to obtain this drop of the blood of the gods.

Even the Red Flame Python behind Yang Tian had a blazing look in his eyes, which was the desire to devour this drop of heavenly blood.

But Shui Huan knew in his heart that there was tumbling magma all around, especially the existence of the bones in the magma, and he didn't dare to make any changes at all, otherwise as long as the bones emitted a little breath, he would die and have no place to be buried.

Yang Tian's eyes were still confused, but there was a touch of longing, the desire for the drop of heavenly blood in front of him, his body was almost instinctive, and flew towards this drop.

"What should I do?"

Shui Huan's eyes showed a struggle, for this drop of the blood of the gods, he has been underground for more than 30 years, but now, this drop of the blood of the gods is about to fall into the hands of others, who can understand that kind of feeling?

At this moment, Yang Tian's right hand reached out and grabbed it directly towards the blood of the gods, and the red flame python behind him followed closely behind, revealing a blazing heat in his eyes.

"No, it's mine!"

Shui Huan screamed, grabbed the big aqua blue net, his figure flashed, and he avoided Yang Tian very easily.

Yang Tian was delirious, his eyes were full of confusion, everything was out of instinct, so his movements were very slow, not to mention, even if Yang Tian was sober, with his cultivation, he would definitely not be able to catch up with Shui Huan's speed.

Once it didn't work, out of instinct, Yang Tian flew towards the blood of the gods again, and his right hand also reached out, grabbing the drop of the blood of the gods.

Shui Huan dodged again, trapping this drop of the blood of the gods required a special method, and with his cultivation, he could not seal the blood of the gods at all and store it in the ring.

Dozens of times in a row, Shui Huan easily avoided it, but he was not careless at all, he wanted to escape, but the rolling magma around him formed a layer of light curtain, so that he could only stay here.

Roar!

The Red Flame Python seemed to be a little impatient, roared, and directly drilled into Yang Tian's body, and then the confusion in Yang Tian's eyes dissipated, becoming blazing, and there was a faint trace of bloodlust in his eyes.

This gaze is not Yang Tian, but belongs to the Red Flame Fire Python.

Roar!

The roar of the Red Flame Fire Python came out of Yang Tian's mouth, Yang Tian's body shook, and he went straight to the blood of the Heavenly God, the speed was so fast that it surpassed before, but Shui Huan was a powerhouse in the Martial Sect Realm after all, how could it be that Yang Tian could compare?

Therefore, no matter how fast Yang Tian is, he is still much slower than Shui Huan after all.

Yang Tian's eyes showed bloodthirstiness, stopped, looked at the bones in the distance, and there were bursts of hissing sounds, along with these hissing sounds, the bones in the distance moved slightly, and suddenly a magma flew out, turned into a big hand, and grabbed towards the big blue net.

The speed is indescribable, even if it is Shui Huan, it just feels like it is in front of him, and he doesn't see anything clearly at all, and the big net in his hand suddenly appears in front of Yang Tian.

At the same time, the big net cracked inch by inch, at the moment when the big net cracked, Shui Huan's throat was sweet, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face became very pale, the big net contained the power of cultivation in his body, but also contained the power of his divine sense, and at this moment the big net cracked, so that he was seriously injured in an instant.

The big net cracked, revealing the drop of the blood of the gods inside, and the golden light flashed, and the blood of the gods seemed to have a spirit, and it rushed out in an instant, and it was about to break through the air and leave.

But in this underwater world, a cold snort came from the bones, and in this cold snort, Shui Huan's body trembled, and it exploded directly into a blood mist, and he didn't react until he died.

Yang Tian here, everything is fine, that cold snort did not cause any harm to Yang Tian here.

However, in this cold snort, the blood of the gods, which was about to break through the air, suddenly trembled, and the blood of the gods, which had originally condensed but not dispersed, almost collapsed at this moment.

"Melting ......"

An ethereal voice rang out, and at the same time, Yang Tian's figure appeared in front of the blood of the gods, and his right hand suddenly grabbed out.

"Get out, the blood of the gods, how can you fuse?"

A majestic sound came from the blood of the gods, and at the same time, a golden light flashed, and Yang Tian instantly flew out upside down as if he had been hit hard.

At the same time, a phantom condensed from the blood of the gods, this phantom looked like a god, dressed in golden armor, holding a halberd in his hand, looking at the bones in the distance from afar, and spoke softly.

"You shouldn't exist ......"

"Melting ......"

The ethereal sound sounded again, and at the same time, a red flame flew out from the bones, and as soon as this flame flew out, the surrounding water suddenly retreated in unison, forming a world without water.

And the phantom smiled miserably on his face after seeing this wisp of flame, the breath on that wisp of flame was too powerful, if his true body was here, he would naturally not be afraid, but his true body had already fallen, and now there was only a drop of essence blood left, how could it be his opponent?

The phantom glanced at the bones, then at Yang Tian, laughed, and with a bang, it exploded directly into a blood mist and integrated into Yang Tian's body.

At the same time, a voice came from Yang Tian's body, "Even if I want to melt, I will never melt your bloodline, I want to let this human person's own bloodline overwhelm the bloodline of the alien beast!"

At the same time as these words came out, Yang Tian's body suddenly emitted a golden light, and the consciousness in his eyes that belonged to the Red Flame Python itself seemed to be a little unwilling at this moment, but it gradually dispersed.

At the same time, Yang Tian's figure, turned into a golden mang, and rose directly into the sky, behind him, the magma rolled violently, and the bones stepped on the magma, as if they were about to chase after him.