At this time, the battle on the field had just begun, and it had not been long before it had reached the white-hot stage.

On Chu Xun's side, Zi Yunqi, Jiang Ming, Golden-winged Xiaopeng King and others added up to a total of seven Saint-Son-level Tianjiao, while the Golden Crow Saint Son plus the Yin Yang Saint Son had a total of nine Saint-level Tianjiao.

Among them, Chu Xun was not weak in fighting the Four Holy Sons alone, which made the monks outside the field amazed.

The goal of the Golden-Winged Xiaopeng King is very simple, it is the Yin Yang Holy Son, there is a great enmity between them, whether it is the younger brother of Zipeng or the previous alternate Holy Son Chen Rui to arrange a formation ambush with him, it is an irresolvable grudge.

At this time, the Golden-Winged Xiaopeng King did not have any reservations, and his whole body was full of golden light, and he directly started a physical battle with the Yin Yang Holy Son.

The power of his physical body is powerful, his hands are like sharp claws, and he is unparalleled, and the Yin Yang Holy Son cannot face it directly, so he can only resist it with divine power.

On his walk, the power of yin and yang flowed, transforming at will, shrouded in light, and then evolved a secret technique to penetrate the eyebrows of the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King.

The Golden-Winged Xiaopeng King had already prepared, and behind him, the divine power was surging, turning into an ocean, and then turning into a giant wing covering the sky, and the speed skyrocketed in an instant, dodging the secret technique of the Yin Yang Holy Son, facing the Yin Yang Holy Son, turning into a sharp claw in his hand, and smashing down towards the Heavenly Spirit Cover of the Yin Yang Holy Son.

And the Yin and Yang Holy Son pinched the Yin and Yang Law Seal in his hand, kneading the powerful Yin and Yang power in his body together, turning into two rays of light, one black and one white, directly obliterating the claws, and then in that black and white light, it instantly bloomed with complete light, hitting the chest of the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King.

"Boom!"

Bright red blood suddenly gushed out, boiling in the blink of an eye.

King Golden-winged Xiaopeng retreated, his face pale.

Just now, the secret technique of the Yin Yang Holy Son, he couldn't wipe it out with all his divine power, and he suffered a big loss.

When the Yin Yang Holy Son saw this, his face exuded a coldness, and he disappeared in an instant, and the two fought together again.

Above the void, Ji Wuling's face was cold, and there was no fluctuation in his eyes, against the Primal Holy Son.

He stood in the void, the divine ring above the head of the primordial holy son continued to vibrate, and one after another inscriptions rose, but Ji Wuling's hands slowly slid out of a special trajectory, and one after another divine power emerged, directly wiping out the huge energy on the divine pattern.

"That is the Ji family's void inheritance, shaking the void, and being invincible is innate."

"It is said that the Void Emperor used this to preach and suppress an era, and when I see it today, it is really powerful."

"Ji Wuling's talent is superb, he is the immortal pride of the Ji family, and he is accompanied by the Void Technique, I am afraid that among his peers, few people will hurt him."

Some people are sure that the Void Inheritance, that is the imperial art of the Ancient Family, overriding everything.

On the other side, Jiang Ming played against Daoyan Holy Son.

The Daoyan Holy Son is strong and not strong in the physical body, but in terms of divine power, he can also be regarded as a leader in the Holy Son-level Tianjiao, which is also a major feature of the Daoyan Holy Land.

And Jiang Ming, as the Tianjiao of the Jiang family, is an ancient family, and in this regard, it is not bad.

At this time, above the void, endless divine power shrouded, behind Jiang Ming, a roaring sound sounded, it was a large universe, and in the center of the entire universe, it was a flood furnace, exuding powerful divine power, more vast than the big star, the entire universe was moving with that flood furnace, and the endless scorching meaning seemed to refine the entire heaven and earth.

"That's the vision of the Jiang family's Tianjiao, what is that Hong Furnace, it's so powerful, it seems to contain this ability to destroy the world and destroy the earth."

"That's the Extreme Dao Emperor of Hengyu Emperor, this Jiang family Tianjiao actually cultivated such a vision, is this really going to evolve the Extreme Dao Emperor Soldier?"

"I think it's not just that, if this vision is cultivated to the extreme and fused with Jiang Ming, it may condense itself into an extreme Dao body!"

Some people were amazed, and they were extremely shocked by Jiang Ming's courage.

Especially the Dao Yan Holy Son, who was an opponent, had a gloomy face, and Jiang Ming's vision gave him a great pressure.

Even though his divine power is monstrous, he is also suppressed when faced with such a vision.

The two opened and closed widely, without leaving the slightest hand.

On the other hand, Chu Xun faced the Holy Son of Wanchu and the Holy Son of the Golden Crow, ten days in the sky, in the spring of life, the powerful divine power that continued to gush out, making Chu Xun's whole person bloom with thousands of divine radiance, the movements in his hands were extremely fast, and the Golden Crow Dragon Fighting Technique appeared, directly suppressing the two of them on the body.

And the Golden Crow Holy Son only felt that the pressure he was facing was getting bigger and bigger, and there was suppression in his blood, and even in his vision, he was directly suppressed by Chu Xun, so that he could not exert ten percent of his combat effectiveness, and he was extremely aggrieved.

"Brother Jin, show your real strength, if you continue like this, you and I will both become stepping stones for this person."

Wan Chu Holy Son on the side said, he could obviously feel that the strength of the Golden Crow Holy Son had not been fully displayed.

After hearing this, the Holy Son of the Golden Crow couldn't help but curse secretly.

He wanted to do it too, but the power of the suppression really made him a little uncomfortable.

However, he still struggled to stimulate the strength of his whole body, otherwise after a long time, others would definitely see that his bloodline was really suppressed by Chu Xun in front of him.

This was something he couldn't bear, and at that moment, the divine power was steaming, turning into monstrous flames that swept through the void.

And behind him, the vision of the Great Sun Burning Sky, which had been silent, rose again, as if to shine on the eternals, the endless Shenyan erupted, the terrifying power continued to vibrate, and the tens of thousands of feet of the Great Sun went towards Chu Xun to suppress it, unstoppable.

Seeing this scene, the Holy Son of Wan Chu had a trace of coldness on his face at the moment.

"Fighting two people alone, I can't help but think too highly of myself, today, I will clean the door for Brother Jin."

The Holy Son of Wan Chu shouted, and around him, the power of countless galaxies continued to surge, and the endless stars condensed together, and the power of the stars emanated, crushing the eons, and the entire courtyard and earth shattered, unable to bear the weight of the stars at all.

Chu Xun's eyes were indifferent, and he didn't have the slightest worry in the face of the vision of the burning sky of the great sun, and he shook lightly on the tenth day, falling thousands of true fires, wanting to incinerate the world.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The small courtyard exploded, the surrounding courtyards were directly incinerated, and the monks who watched the battle turned even pale, as if they could not resist this powerful force.

But just when Chu Xun made a move, suddenly, a black and white light appeared on one side, and then Chu Xun's eyes flashed.

On one side, the body of the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King shook, the golden battle armor shattered, and his chest exploded directly, spilling blood into the sky.

"Die!"

The Holy Son of Yin and Yang is cold, and the power of Yin and Yang evolves again in his hands, and a wisp can wipe out mountains and rivers.

If he succeeds in this blow, even if the Golden-Winged Xiaopeng King will not die, he will be greatly damaged.

"Up!"

At this time, Chu Xun ignored the attacks of the Ten Thousand Beginning Holy Son and the Golden Crow Holy Son, and his eyes were full of light.

On the endless five-colored sea of bitterness, the Fusang Divine Tree took root, raising thousands of divine radiance, golden light, brilliant divine light, full of thousands of feet, directly encompassing the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King, counteracting the attack of the Yin and Yang Holy Son!

And Wan Chu Holy Son screamed, and the movements in his hands accelerated again.

"Kill!"

The stars trembled, and the suppression came.

The sun burns the sky, surging thousands of divine fires.

The two saint-level Tianjiao, facing the gap, made a brazen shot.

(End of chapter)