The flames that filled the sky instantly grew again, quickly enveloping the sky within a radius of several thousand meters. The scorching heat continued to distort everything around him, and the energy that was dissociating in the distance quickly swept away into the flames in an invisible route.

"Could it be?" Zhou Ao looked at the direction of Zihuo in surprise, and at this moment, he seemed to have forgotten that Yang Yan was not far from him. His heart seemed to be filled with flames in the sky, and the scorching temperature made sweat beads appear on his forehead.

On the ground, the accumulated ice and snow melted in an instant, turning into small streams that flowed to the lower places. As they walked, they suddenly felt as if they were in flames, and the scorching heat almost burned themselves. The thick padded jacket on his body was also quickly taken off.

Zhou Ao's sword contained nearly eighty percent of his strength. When Zihuo's body came into contact with the sword qi, his body was damaged at an immeasurable speed. The power of life is disappearing as quickly as flowing water. At the critical juncture, Zihuo can only choose the king of birds, the unique ability of the Phoenix family - the rebirth of Nirvana!

The red flames constantly distorted everything around them, and the entire sky turned red. The scorching heat expelled all the cold. The huge figure was not affected by the heat, and quickly swam in the flames, and with each circle, the speed became a few points faster, and at the same time, the body was slowly changing.

Suddenly, the huge figure suddenly stopped, floating silently in the center of the flames. A colorful light instantly rose into the sky, spreading out to all sides with endless coercion. The figure also slowly raised its head, and above its head, several golden 'colored' wings slowly stretched out, exuding a faint golden 'color' light.

When the wings were no longer extended, the sides of the figure swelled rapidly, and two huge flames quickly formed, forming two huge flame wings, which kept shaking in the sea of fire. The surrounding flames also suddenly changed direction, and all of them leaned towards the figure as if worshipping.

Call...... Call......

The flame wings, each time they flapped, the flames around them became a little thicker. After a few breaths, the flames on the wings quickly faded, replaced by two colorful wings. The multicolored feathers are arranged in an orderly and dense arrangement on the wings, exuding a thick heat and dazzling light.

Chirp!

A loud voice suddenly came from the heavens and the earth, causing all the flying demonic beasts on the continent to tremble and fall to the ground, worshipping deeply in the direction where the purple fire was. The king of birds, the majesty of the magnitude, forced them to convey endless prayers to the purple fire with the most sincere admiration. A trace of the power of faith, with an invisible route, quickly converged towards the sea of fire in the sky.

Immediately after, the huge figure in the sea of fire stood upright. Behind him, several tail wings shining with colorful brilliance danced, and the beauty was breathtaking. The flames finally became dim at this moment, and the whole sky seemed to be quiet at this time.

When the purple fire was on the verge of extinction, it was reborn from the fire! Although it could not be transformed into ** form for the time being, the aura emanating from the body at this time was not much weaker.

"Yang Yan, let's go!" Zihuo, who had incarnated into the true body of a phoenix, suddenly rose to the sky and said loudly.

Yang Yan felt a chill in his mind at this time, and when he realized the environment he was in, he couldn't help but gasp, fortunately, Zhou Ao, like himself, was shocked by the scene in front of him, otherwise, he naturally didn't know when he died. Yang Yan glanced at Zhou Ao and quickly flew into the distance.

Zhou Ao also woke up in the shouts of Zihuo, and found that his body was already dripping with sweat, and his hair had been beaten in half. Looking at Zihuo's keen eyes staring at him, he actually had some 'hair' in his heart, and subconsciously clenched the bronze 'colored' long sword.

Chirp......

The purple fire chirped out a loud sound again, and Zhou Ao suddenly felt that the sea of fire in the distance instantly became tyrannical. The next moment, that sea of fire flew towards him at a high speed, and looking at the momentum, it seemed that it would drown itself in an instant.

"Break it for me!" Zhou Ao frowned, and instantly slashed towards the rapidly approaching sea of fire. A red ray, in the blink of an eye, melted into the sea of fire, and the sea of fire twisted for a while, and a gap cracked out of the middle in an instant. However, before Zhou Ao could be happy, the gap in the sea of fire approached again, and in an instant, it closed together again, as if nothing had happened.

Looking at the changes in the sea of fire, the purple fire above the sea of fire also frowned without 'revealing' a sound, the bright feather 'feathers' gently lifted upward, and the 'essence' divine power condensed, and the sea of fire accelerated again. And Zihuo's figure also shrank rapidly at this moment.

This is already all the power of Zihuo after her rebirth, as if she didn't hold Zhou Ao back, àp.(1)~(6)~ Then she could only pray to the heavens and wish Yang Yan good luck. As long as her figure shrinks to five meters, she can't use any power in a short period of time, as long as her body is sublimated again, she can transform into ** shadow.

"Hmph!" Zhou Ao slashed out a few swords again, although the coercion of the sea of fire was not enough to make him feel uneasy, but the raging fire was the nemesis of the ice swordsmanship he had cultivated.

When Zhou Ao snorted coldly, the area around his body instantly turned into a sea of ice, and the hard ice cubes were closely connected, extending outward all the time. The originally blazing flames instantly became dim, and even the air around them was no longer hot, but became extremely cold.

Seeing this, Zihuo no longer stayed, and after being reborn in the fire, the 'spirit' imprint that Zhou Ao left on her body naturally disappeared, so she could only flee quickly in this time, and only by returning to the Death Desert again could she have a chance to survive.

And Zhou Ao has been in a stalemate with the sea of fire that is gradually extinguishing. It's just that under the pressure of the sea of ice that he constantly blessed, the sea of fire gradually disappeared, and finally turned into a faint black glow and disappeared into the sky.

Only then did Zhou Ao realize that Yang Yan and Ziyan were gone. However, the 'spirit' imprint left on Yang Yan's body allowed him to clearly feel Yang Yan's position, and then he sneered, holding the long sword, and his figure flashed before disappearing into the air.

--------------------------------------------------------------------, "Big brother, are you okay?" On the other side, Song Qian was holding Song Sheng and asked worriedly. On Song Sheng's left arm, a long sword wound had already appeared. Blood flows. Next to them, there was also Fang Haoting with a solemn face. And not far from them, there was an old man in a green robe with a faint sneer.

The old man in the green robe was naturally the fifth elder of the Zhou family, named Zhou Ziyang. Zhou Ziyang, with a faint disdain on his face, held a snow-white long sword, exuding a faint white glow, looked carefully, but found that around the long sword, fine ice crystals were constantly sprinkling.

Although the two brothers of the Song family plus Fang Haoting's three sword venerables fought against Zhou Ziyang at the same time, it was a loss of dignity for the strong, but at the point in front of them, they didn't seem to have any advantage. On the contrary, three people fought against one person, but they had the upper hand. Not only Song Sheng was injured, but even Fang Haoting was no exception.

"You are too weak!" Zhou Ziyang looked at the three of them disappreciably and said coldly. "I think you'd better decide on your own, don't waste our time. ”

"Why have you Zhou family been planning for many years, do you have to let the empire be in tatters?" Song Sheng frowned and said in a deep voice. The wound on the arm was chilling, and the cold was constantly invading the body.

"Haha...... Everything is ours......... Those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me die!**!" The slightly hoarse voice suddenly came with the air 'wave' movement, and a new 'wave' attack came again, which made the Song Sheng brothers and Fang Haoting frown again, however, they had to step forward with their swords.

Call...... Call......

However, just when Zhou Ziyang once again 'forced' the three of them back with a few swords, several red 'colored' figures suddenly appeared in the sky, and then a long line of red 'colored' figures quickly wrapped themselves and Song Sheng and others in it.

Each red 'colored' figure carried a long sword three meters long, and on the long sword, all of them were printed with a silver moon, which was particularly eye-catching on the pitch-black sword, exuding a faint white glow. It's just that the faces of those red 'colored' figures are very blurry, and no matter how the four of them investigate, they find nothing.

However, when he saw the long sword clearly, Song Sheng's heart slowly lowered when he mentioned the 'door' of his voice. Isn't this sword the Demon Moon Divine Sword?

Demon Moon Sword, wolves dance together, kill Wang Xian, bloody wind and rain!

Suddenly, all the Demon Moon Divine Swords were full of light, and the silver moon on the sword was even more silver. The biting cold air burst out in an instant, which made Zhou Ziyang's heart stunned, and his head was even more stinging. The secret scream was so strong, and he flew and flashed downward.

It's a pity that he didn't know that Andes's Blood Shadow Swordsmanship, àp.(1)~(6)~, has reached the point of perfection, not only is the sword in the blood shadow no longer red, but all the red 'colored' figures are wrapped in a domain, a field that makes the Blood Shadow Swordsmanship exert the greatest power. The other party, on the other hand, is greatly reducing its speed.

The moment Zhou Ziyang's body flickered, he secretly complained in his heart, where was his body still controlled by himself at this time. It's like being in a quagmire, and you're not focused. The speed was even slower, and at this time, he finally saw what despair was.

However, Andes couldn't care so much, dozens of Andes with the same face, suddenly raised the Demon Moon Divine Sword, and slashed down seemingly ethereally. In the field, the red light was shining in an instant, and Zhou Ziyang only felt that his body suddenly lost consciousness. It immediately turned into dust and disappeared.

And in the distance of the Blood Shadow Realm, a figure suddenly flashed, with a frightened face and a surprised gaze, flying towards this side quickly, but it was too late. After Zhou Ao's order, Zhou Xiaohang felt Zhou Ziyang's breath at full speed and rushed to this side, but he didn't expect that he was always a step late. Feeling that Zhou Ziyang's breath quickly disappeared in that huge blood shadow, his heart was like a knife!