The moment the golden dragon claw appeared, Wei Jinghuan's eyes also turned blood-red, he felt that the breath was very familiar, and he was suddenly startled, that breath was the same as the breath in the Weizhou Imperial Tomb (Evil and Arrogant Concubine: Chapter 959 of the Demon Lord's Upper Body). Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Then he sneered, "I thought I was the only one who entered the tomb of your ancestor, but I didn't expect that you yourself had also entered." ”

The golden dragon claw, although it is not the claw of the real dragon, but it is not something that can be found in this continental era, the golden dragon has also been cultivated for hundreds of years, and with a strong evil spirit, it must be left by the old emperor in the imperial tomb.

Listening to Jun Cang's words, Wei Jinghuan's face became even more ugly.

He roared angrily and struck at Jun Cang with his claws.

The corners of Jun Cang's lips hooked up a sneer, the dragon pattern on his right arm shone with a rich light, and the golden spear appeared in his hand, with dragon patterns floating on it, and his strength was even stronger than before.

Immediately, he slammed towards Wei Jinghuan.

After a few rounds, Wei Jinghuan was already physically exhausted, but Jun Cang was still at ease and dealt with it extremely easily.

His eyes were cold, he held a spear in his hand, and swung it towards Wei Jinghuan, Wei Jinghuan subconsciously blocked it with a golden dragon claw, what Wei Jinghuan didn't see was that the golden spear had a small dark red blood blade.

The spear slashed, drawing a strange line of blood in the air, and a golden dragon claw flew up, and then fell downward.

Wei Jinghuan was shocked, his face was pale, and looking at his severed arm, the whole person suddenly became crazy.

Screaming frantically, he rushed towards Jun Cang, Jun Cang looked at him coldly, with a flick of his wrist, the golden spear flew straight out, and with a snort, it pierced Wei Jinghuan's body fiercely.

Jun Cang jumped up and kicked Wei Jinghuan's body, Wei Jinghuan's mouth spurted blood, his eyes were full of unwillingness, and he laughed desperately, looking at the red figure, getting farther and farther away.

Wei Jinghuan was kicked, his body fell rapidly, his chest was pierced by the golden spear, and it was impossible to live.

Jun Cang only felt that these punishments for Wei Jinghuan were not enough, he shouldn't have let him die so soon, he let his Xiao Lanlan suffer so much.

At this moment, Shen Tianlan was still fighting with Shen Qingyin, Shen Qingyin's scepter was the treasure of the Fengwu clan, which contained the most powerful witchcraft of the Fengwu clan, she chuckled and chanted the spell, and a large amount of black mist was released from the scepter, which gradually spread.

At that moment, Shen Tianlan felt the powerful power, and a thick black mist suddenly appeared in her eyes, and her whole body was wrapped in a thick black mist.

Her eyes suddenly became a little dazed, and she turned around suddenly, it was dark, and there was nothing around, Jun Cang, Shen Qingyin, all gone.

There was no sound in her ears, and the silence made her feel terrible.

Those black mist were pervasive, and even though she held her breath, it still penetrated into her body, and her heart suddenly became irritable and restless.

Shen Qingyin's voice suddenly sounded in the air, "Hehehe...... Shen Tianlan, this is the predicament left by the Phoenix Witch God, no one can get out, there is no danger in it, but you will never find a way out, you will be lonely in it to death...... Ahaa......a

Her crisp laughter echoed in the air, and Shen Tianlan felt as if she was stimulated, feeling that she was becoming more and more irritable and emotionally unstable.