Tianyi Zhenjun actually gave up fighting for Yuanying and fled without a fight.

The face of the human and demon true monarch was a little unsightly, I thought that they were all in their own planning, including the life of Tianyi Zhenjun, it was difficult to escape, but I didn't expect that this person was proficient in the blood escape Dafa, and he escaped with his life at the expense of damaging the essence and blood, but he was a decisive character.

"Boy, as long as you are killed, the Yuan Ying will be returned to this Demon Lord."

The human demon true monarch let out a long roar, a wisp of flame erupted in his mouth, and swept towards Mo Wentian, this infant fire contained the divine power of the true king, and it was used to kill the monks in the late stage of Jindan, which was like killing chickens with a knife.

But the human demon true monarch did not dare to be careless, in this inexplicable formation, he was weakening his cultivation all the time, and at the same time as he spit out the infant fire, the ear of the sacrifice on the golden pill had already dissipated, and it was obvious that his strength had been declining rapidly.

This kid seems to be a bit evil, and according to Tianyi Zhenjun's calculations, it seems that Zheng Guogong's Yuan Ying will belong to him, although the Human Demon True Monarch does not believe it, but he has to be cautious, as soon as he makes a move, it is a fierce attack, a junior in the late stage of Jindan, is absolutely unable to deal with the infant fire containing the power of the Yuan Baby.

What the human and demon Zhenjun said is good, the infant fire is indeed not something that the Jindan monk can resist, but Mo Wentian is not afraid, at this moment he picked up the Danqing holy pen, wrote a few strokes in the void, the pen walked the dragon and snake, and wrote a 'fire' word, one stroke at a time like a flame jumping, and finally a slight point, this 'fire' word shot out.

"Good boy, there is actually a spiritual weapon, no wonder there is no fear!"

There was a greedy look in the eyes of the Human Demon True Monarch's abdomen. The excited voice roared: "It's just a baby sent to the door, after this demon lord is promoted to the true king of Yuanying, he just needs a magic weapon to show his status." ”

At the same time as he spoke, Mo Wentian had already taken the dragon and snake, and the Danqing holy pen painted in the mid-air silver hook iron, and then wrote the word 'fire', which was combined with the word 'fire' written in front to form a 'Yan' character.

The fire was raging, the flames were monstrous, and the word 'fire' flashed out. Makes the surrounding fire dazzling. The two words "fire" form the word "Yan", and the power is increased several times, and the huge word "Yan" is like two big people under the mountain. The flames rose into the sky. Its fire is strong enough to burn the mountains and boil the sea. It is enough to burn the hair of the Yuan Infant True King.

The human demon true monarch seemed to be a little surprised, but he immediately shook his head. He said a little coldly: "Boy, your mana is limited after all, although you can write the word 'Yan', but after all, you can't help this demon lord." ”

As soon as the words fell, the mouth of his abdomen spit slightly, as if blowing a cold wind, the infant fire swayed in the cold wind, and the flames immediately rose, and it seemed to be better in terms of power, fluttering like catkins, floating in the direction of Mo Wentian.

"Who said that it is a 'Yan' word, this word has not yet been written, you should keep your eyes open and be optimistic."

Mo Wentian sneered disdainfully, frantically urging the dantian mana, writing a few strokes of the Danqing Holy Pen in his hand, and writing another word 'fire' in mid-air, like a flame shooting out, it was actually the last to come, and the word 'Yan' formed a new word.

This word is shockingly powerful, just when it is revealed, it is like a round of scorching sun falling in front of you, the flames are burning violently, and soon spread around, turning into an endless sea of fire, it seems that it is difficult for any living thing to survive.

"Yan!"

The human demon true monarch looked shocked, and couldn't help but exclaim, only to find that the voice sounded in the stomach, the mouth of the golden pill sacrifice in the abdomen had disappeared, and even the eyes had a burning sensation, as if they were going to be burned immediately, obviously in the trapped dragon formation, his cultivation was weakening rapidly, and the fake baby realm was about to be lost.

"Damn, the corpse of the True King of Heaven is not easy to come by, and it has to be destroyed here, the kid will spare you today."

The voice of the human demon true monarch roared in the abdomen, it seemed that he was already angry, he stretched out his hand and slapped it in the treasure bag, and immediately a huge demon corpse three feet high floated to the ground, exuding the breath of antiquity, but the left arm was cut off by Qi Gen, and the monstrous demonic qi lingered around, like an ocean filled the earth's veins, pressing the flames around him to be crumbling.

At the same time, the white bone light wheel on the back of the Human Demon True Monarch glowed with black light, and hundreds of roots suddenly stretched out, piercing on the ancient corpse, as if piercing an inflatable air bag, and the terrifying power poured into the body, making his body rise suddenly, and the monstrous demonic qi came out of the body, as if the ancient demon god had descended.

"Poof! Burst! Burst! ”

And in the abdomen of the Human Demon True Monarch, a mouth immediately grew, an ear stretched out, and even the nose was faintly protruding, obviously his strength had skyrocketed in an instant.

"Fire!"

The mouth spit out the word 'fire', and the baby fire like a flame flashed away, and immediately became a sea of fire in the sky, sweeping towards the 'Yan' in mid-air, like a storm sweeping away the clouds in the sky, which was as irresistible as a broken bamboo.

Mo Wentian's face became solemn, and he wrote three words of 'fire' in a row, most of the mana in the dantian had been removed, but the means of the true monarch of human demons were really beyond his imagination, and he had to continue to urge the mana, holding the Danqing holy pen in the void, the pen was like a flame sweeping through the sky, and then wrote a word 'fire'.

Writing this word 'fire' is like writing a world of fire, this is a word 'Yi', under the heavy pressure in mid-air, the air immediately burns, and the sound of fire burning everywhere in the void seems to be a little unbearable.

The flames of the infant fire are like the nutrients of the word 'Yi', as if the fire burns oil, and it is even more violent, bursts of green smoke rise, the leylines of the earth begin to burn, and the hard rock melts at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it is about to burn into molten slurry, and it is a flame that is enough to burn the body of the true king.

The face of the human demon Zhenjun was extremely difficult to see, and he only felt that his whole body was roasted on the fire, the moisture in his body was passing wildly, his skin, flesh, muscles and bones were scorching, and there was even a burst of scorching smell. The white bone skull crutch of the peerless magic weapon had already made a crackling sound, and it was as fragile as a few firewood in this flame.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

The nose of the human demon true monarch who sacrificed on the golden pill was scorched, his ears turned into green smoke, his mouth became an ugly scar, and even his eyes burned, and his eyes were filled with bursts of fire.

"The kid is hateful, although you can't escape death, it is difficult to eliminate the hatred in the heart of this demon lord, and the opportunity to see your hand. Today, you have burned it down. In the coming day, Zheng Guo will be asked to repay it twice. ”

There was a monstrous roar in the abdomen of the human demon true monarch, he was really unwilling, seeing that Zheng Guogong's Yuan Ying was about to arrive, and the achievement of the Yuan Ying True King was almost within reach. But it was completely destroyed by this kid.

The Danqing Sacred Pen was cast four times. Write four 'fire' words. The power of the flame has been increased countless times, and this place will become a river of molten earth fire in an instant. Even the Yuanying True King can be burned, even if Zheng Guogong's Yuanying is okay for a while, if it is often calcined in the earth fire, it is only a matter of time before the smoke disappears.

Such a flame cannot be matched, and it is also impossible to extinguish, unless it is to continue to write four 'water' words with the Danqing Holy Pen to form a new word to compete with the word 'Yi', and now it is simply impossible, in the Jindan period to be able to use the spirit weapon four times, it is already unique in the cultivation world, even if the kid wants to save himself, it is too late.

In a short period of time, the human and demon true monarch has been greatly injured, and the realm of false babies is crumbling, if he continues to stay here, I am afraid that the bones of the burned corpse will be lost.

"Tianyi Zhenjun is afraid that he has already calculated, boy, you will stay here and be buried with Zheng Guogong's Yuan Ying!"

Although the human demon true monarch was extremely unwilling, but compared to his life, the temptation of Yuan Ying naturally had to be put aside for the time being, and his whole body immediately surged out of demonic energy, as if he had exerted some kind of demonic power, but his physical body was divided into two at this time, turning into two identical ones.

One of them burned in the sea of fire, and soon turned into powder, while the other swept along the earth's leylines into the distance, and before he was about to disappear, he slashed at Mo Wentian with a palm, and immediately the demonic energy lingered around the sea of fire, like a cage tightly enveloped, obviously a kind of demonic magic power that forbade people to leave.

The fate of the Yuanying True King was ruined, and the hatred in the heart of the Human Demon True Monarch was like a sea of ravines, which was simply difficult to fill, although he knew that it was difficult for Mo Wentian to escape from the sea of fire, but he still made a move before leaving, trapping him in the sea of fire.

At this time, Mo Wentian was like a burning fire, with raging flames all over his body, his skin and flesh were scorched in an instant, and there was a burst of scorching smell, and his bones crackled as if there was a burning sound.

If it weren't for Mo Wentian, not only refining the Zhurong Ice Flame, but also refining the flesh with a sentence of mangjin wood, making the flesh and blood extremely tough, and having a strong ability to recover, although it was the cultivation of the later stage of Jindan, but the realm of the physical body could be comparable to the Great Perfection of Jindan, otherwise it would have been burned into charcoal.

But even so, in this flame that can scorch the true king, with his physical body, it is extremely difficult to resist, and it is only a matter of time before he falls, and before the human demon true monarch escapes, he has already used the confinement methods of the demon path, trapping him in the sea of fire to be burned alive.

The Danqing Holy Pen in Mo Wentian's hand already had a heavy feeling, he emptied all the mana in the dantian like a lifeless, and waved a stroke in the void with the damage of the dantian, the pen blade swept through the air like the sickle of death, the air immediately became heavy, and the space around him seemed to be imprisoned.

This stroke appeared in the void, and the word 'Yi', which was originally pressed on the top of the head, was suddenly scattered, becoming four 'fire' words side by side, and the pen swept across and fell into the sky, actually becoming another four words.

These four words are all the word 'extinguish', this word volleyed out of the air, immediately filled with boundless and endless death, anyone who sees this word, will live the feeling that the end is coming.

The temperature around them dropped in an instant, the fire was quickly swallowed up by the darkness, the rolling magma turned into black stones, and the surroundings were silent.

Mo Wentian only felt that the dantian was empty, and there was a faint feeling in his mind, and he fell to the ground suddenly, and seemed to see a pair of bright eyes in the trance, and he looked confused and helpless in the dark, as if he vaguely passed a kind look, this is Zheng Guogong's Yuan Ying. (To be continued......)