For a long time, the power of the Heavenly Spirit Fire had never disappointed Yan Wubian, and he believed that even a strong person like the Nether Jiao would not be spared after being touched by the Heavenly Spirit Fire.

However, the power of the Heavenly Spirit Fire, which has advanced to the light blue sky, is unmatched, but it must also be able to hit the enemy's body in order to exert its terrifying power.

It can be limited to Yan's boundless cultivation realm, and the enemies he encounters now are getting stronger and stronger, and when the spiritual fire is unleashed on this day, he often hasn't come into contact with the enemy, and he has already been dodged by the opponent who senses that the situation is not good.

Because of this, after feeling that he had been dodged by the Three-clawed Netherworld Jiao once, Yan Wubian had not been sacrificing the Heavenly Spirit Fire, but had been constantly fighting against the Netherworld, dragging it to exhaustion.

Sure enough, in this case, in the face of Yan Wubian's sudden threat, the Three-Clawed Netherworld Jiao couldn't break free from the shackles of the Zhentian Mirror in an instant.

Although he knew that the Heavenly Spirit Fire was extremely terrifying, and being touched by it would cause serious consequences, but when he couldn't move, and the time was so short that he didn't even have time to react, the Three-Clawed Nether Jiao could only swallow the bitter fruit of the Heavenly Spirit Fire.

At this time, the three-clawed Netherworld Jiao's face was hideous, and his eyes that were completely frozen in the blue ice revealed a look of unwillingness. However, under the double layer of restraint of the white light cluster of the Zhentian Mirror and the frozen fire of the Heavenly Spirit, it had completely lost its ability to resist. No matter how many means of escape it has, it can't be used in this case.

But what made the Three-Clawed Nether Jiao feel even more shocked and desperate was that the blue flame emitted a terrifying cold power, freezing the flesh at the same time, even its soul was also frozen in the flesh, and it could not escape at all.

And this was not the end, the attributes of the blue flame suddenly changed, from the cold power that originally emanated, to a terrifying high-temperature flame that burned fiercely.

This kind of flame with two completely different attributes, and it is also two extreme attributes, one cold and one hot, the three-clawed Netherworld Jiao has never heard of it, but it didn't expect that at this moment, it let it personally feel a handful of ice and fire.

If it could choose, the Three-Clawed Netherworld Jiao would definitely not want to experience this feeling of ice and fire in person, because it was feeling it with its life.

The terrifying flames spread out in his body almost instantly, the terrifying heat that seemed to be able to burn a hole in the void, directly turning everything the flames came into contact with into ashes.

Then, under the gaze of Yan Wubound's gaze, I saw the three-clawed Netherworld Jiao that was frozen up, from the inside out, the huge body gradually faded and disappeared, and quickly spread to the whole body.

In just a few breaths, the huge body of the Three-Clawed Nether Jiao completely disappeared from Yan's boundless sight. In the air ahead, only the reappeared Heavenly Spirit Fire and the dark short horn of the Three-clawed Nether Jiao, and at this time, the Heavenly Spirit Fire was wrapping the short horn heavily, wanting to burn it to ashes.

With a gesture of reaching out, he put away the Heavenly Spirit Fire, and Yan's boundless gaze fell on the dark short horn in the palm of his hand.

I saw that after being burned by the Heavenly Spirit Fire, this short horn seemed to shrink a little, appearing thinner and shorter, and it was covered with countless stripes, which looked extremely mysterious. In his hand, it weighed hundreds of pounds, and a cold aura continued to emanate from its interior.

"Good baby!"

Gently stroked the short horn, feeling the trace of cold air transmitted from it, Yan Wubian's heart couldn't help but be slightly happy.

He knew very well that he could still remain intact under the burning of the Heavenly Spirit Fire, which showed the extraordinaryness of this dark short horn. If it falls into the hands of a refining master, it can definitely refine an extraordinary divine weapon.

With a flash of inspiration in his hand, he put away the short horn, and Yan Wubound's eyes looked around, as far as he could see, in addition to the sea water, it was still sea water, and he didn't know how far away it was from the cold Iceland. Under the induction, except for himself, there were no living beings nearby, obviously, all the creatures with the slightest intelligence were frightened by the terrifying battle between the two just now, and they didn't know how far to run.

After discerning the direction slightly, as soon as his body was displayed, Yan's boundless figure activated, and slowly flew away into the distance.

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Cold Iceland, Purple Light Realm.

At this time, the battle in the territory of Ziguang had long ended, and with Yan Tianyu's participation, Roman Yue's opponent was soon killed.

After waiting for a while, seeing that Yan Wubian still hadn't returned, Roman Yue couldn't help but look at Yan Tianyu, and said with a worried face:

"Dad, why haven't they come back yet, should we go out and look for ......!"

Looking around, seeing that the personnel of the mercenary group were busy treating the wounded, Yan Tianyu's gaze finally fell on Shi Yunlei, who was pranayama on the side, shook his head and said:

"Don't worry, that kid is very ghostly, his strength is not weak, and there are still a lot of secrets on his body. Even if you can't kill the weak three-clawed Nether Jiao, there will definitely be no problem in protecting yourself. ”

"Moreover, there are no strong people here at all now, if we leave, once there are still hidden Netherworld Holy Sect people and Dark Shura, the personnel of these mercenary groups will suffer. ”

"Let's wait, Boundless and Jian Yi and Jian San should not chase too far, if they can't do anything, they will return. ”

After listening to Yan Tianyu's words, although Luo Yue's heart was secretly relieved, the trace of worry on her face showed that her heart was still not completely relaxed.

"Hey, someone's back. ”

At this moment, Yan Tianyu suddenly let out a suspicious sound, and looked towards the sky on the left, only to see a blurry light and shadow, shooting from afar.

"Third Brother Jian, how is the situation?"

Looking at Long Jiansan who had fallen to the side, Yan Tianyu immediately asked.

"That Dark Shura, who ran faster than a rabbit, let him escape. ”

Sighing, Jian San responded with a depressed face, obviously, he was also extremely dissatisfied that he didn't stop his opponent.

His lips moved slightly, and Yan Tianyu, who was about to continue speaking, seemed to notice something, and as soon as he turned his head, he looked behind him. A figure full of spiritual power flashed towards their location.

"Big brother, are you hurt?"

The person who came was Long Jianyi, who had returned, but at this moment, Long Jianyi's face was slightly pale, and his chest was stained with blood, obviously injured. This surprised several people present, and Jian San asked directly worriedly.

"I'm fine, it's just that those guys fought back before they died, and they were a little injured, and they were fine after a period of rest. ”

After speaking, Jian Yi's gaze swept around, and then he was slightly stunned, and then asked:

"The young master went to chase the three-clawed Netherworld, hasn't he come back yet?"

Seeing that Yan Tianyu, Roman Yue, and Jian San were all shaking their heads, signaling that Yan Wubian had not returned, a look of worry immediately appeared on Long Jianyi's face, and said:

"Brother Yan, please stay and sit in the town, let's go find the young master. ”

"Haha, Brother Jian, it's better for you to stay, after all, you are also injured, just find someone to hand it over to us." ”

As soon as the words fell, without waiting for Long Jian to speak out against it, Yan Tianyu said hello to Jian San and Luo Yue, and then his body moved, and he rose into the air.

Seeing this scene, the two of them did not delay at all, and flew up after them.

"Yue'er, you search in the southeast direction, Third Brother Jian, you go to the northwest direction, and I go this way. ”

The two of them commanded towards the rising Roman Moon, and just as Yan Tianyu and the three of them were about to act separately, they all agreed, and the eyes of several people immediately looked at the sky in the direction of the valley mouth, and their faces showed a look of joy.

"It's boundless!"

With just a glance, a few people had already seen a figure that was rushing towards them in the distance, it was Yan Wubian.