When Ling Tian appeared, Ling Yan obviously understood, and immediately, his delicate face also became extremely dignified.

Ling Yan's original contempt in her heart was also fully restrained, and then she took a deep breath, and slowly raised the gun above her head with both hands, but her eyes were quietly flushed with a touch of red.

"Buzz"

Just as the red in Ling Yan's eyes appeared, the fire phoenix spear in his hand trembled violently, and the red mang began to converge strangely, and the regular lines on the body of the spear suddenly lit up.

When those Sacred Domain disciples on the Heavenly Dao Platform saw this scene, their faces changed, obviously recognizing the martial arts that Ling Yan was exerting.

And on the Heavenly Dao Platform, when there was an uproar, Ling Yan suddenly raised his head, and then the fire phoenix spear in his hand suddenly stabbed out, and a low and coquettish sound, with a scorching breath, came out of his mouth.

"Flame Spear of the Flame Ceremony"

Ling Yan stabbed out with a shot, and the majestic fire spiritual power swept instantly, and in an instant, a spear with a hundred zhang of burning flames condensed out, and a hundred zhang of flame spear stabbed towards Lu Yang, and the terrifying power contained in it could only be clearly sensed by Lu Yang, who was locked by the hundred-zhang flame gun.

"He is worthy of being the chief disciple of the Primal Sanctuary!"

Lu Yang looked at the hundred-zhang flame spear that came from the violent stabbing and contained terrifying energy, his eyes were also quite solemn, although so, Lu Yang had no intention of retreating, his mind moved, and the killing aura exuded by the body of the stick soul Ling Tian became more and more intense.

"Celestial Fire Lotus"

Lu Yang's eyes suddenly froze, and with a deep voice, the figure of the stick soul Ling Tian directly turned into an afterimage and swept up.

As the body of the Stick Soul Ling Tian swept up, the phantom of the "Fire Cloud Demon Blood Stick" appeared in his hand, and then smashed down in the air, and the earth-shattering killing aura and the monstrous bloody aura swept out with the stick Soul Ling Tian.

Suddenly, a hundred-zhang fire lotus took shape in the swept killing qi and bloody qi, accompanied by the stick soul Ling Tian's swing, and the hundred-zhang fire lotus roared towards the hundred-zhang flame spear.

The hundred-zhang flame spear, like a flame meteor, swept across the sky as fast as lightning, and then stabbed heavily on the hundred-zhang fire lotus with an astonishing momentum.

"Bang"

A low, muffled sound suddenly resounded above the sky, and then, an extremely violent scorching energy impact suddenly erupted from the sky.

The energy impact swept away, and some of the disciples who were quite close around hurriedly retreated, and then a majestic energy flickered on the Heavenly Dao Platform, resisting the extremely hot energy wind.

This majestic anti-energy was naturally emitted by one of the elders of the Taichu Palace, and its purpose was naturally to protect the safety of those Sacred Domain disciples.

"Snort"

The people who retreated to a safe place immediately looked up, only to see that the hundred-zhang fire lotus completely resisted the hundred-zhang flame spear, and the amazing fire attribute spiritual power suddenly spread from the fire lotus and the spear, and the two fire attribute spiritual powers were entangled and burned with each other.

And under the burning of the two fire attribute spiritual powers, the bloody qi and the killing qi suddenly weakened, and only Lu Yang's origin fire attribute spiritual power was still resisting stubbornly.

Ling Yan felt the hundred-zhang fire lotus that had become fragile due to the burning of the fire attribute spiritual power, and immediately a faint smile lifted on the corner of his mouth, and the fire phoenix spear in his hand stabbed out again.

"Burning the Sky"

The offensive launched by Ling Yan's blow was not a gun, but a crimson match, this crimson match, in an instant, wrapped the Baizhang spear, and the Baizhang flame spear disappeared in the crimson match.

"Whew"

The moment the hundred-zhang flame spear disappeared, the crimson horse practice suddenly spread out, and a sea of fire was instantly formed, swallowing all the hundred-zhang fire lotus in the sea of fire.

"Click"

As the sound of shattering sounded, cracks suddenly burst on the Baizhang Fire Lotus, obviously, this crack was caused by the burning of the sea of fire.

"That hundred-zhang fire lotus can't bear it......"

The disciples of the Holy Domain who were watching the battle from a distance looked at the scene in the sky and suddenly exclaimed, it seemed that the blow launched by the instrument soul summoned by Lu Yang could not withstand Ling Yan's second attack.

"It seems that this Xuanhuo Classic, their cultivation is not bad......"

The voice of Qing Miao's words sounded in Lu Yang's sea of knowledge, Qing Miao is naturally no stranger to this Xuanhuo Ceremony, this exercise comes from the Tiangang Flame in ancient times, Qing Miao is the reincarnation of Tiangang Flame, she naturally knows the power of this exercise.

At the moment when the voice of Qingmiao's words fell, above the sky, the hundred-zhang fire lotus had begun to crack inch by inch, and it was obvious that it had reached its limit.

"Is it going to end?"

Looking at this scene, many people thought so in their hearts, but they didn't mean to laugh at it, it was not easy for Lu Yang to force Ling Yan to use the Xuanhuo Ceremony as a newcomer, and they had already been defeated in the hands of Ling Yan.

"Boom"

The Baizhang Fire Lotus completely collapsed at this moment, and the sea of fire in the sky instantly spread towards the place where Lu Yang was.

Ling Yan looked up at the completely collapsed Baizhang Fire Lotus, and a smile appeared on her face, however, just when Ling Yan was about to disperse the sea of fire, expecting Lu Yang to admit defeat, before the smile on her face expanded, her pupils shrank suddenly.

She found that Lu Yang's face, instead of being shocked, her hands were instantly closed, and then a seal, a murmuring voice came out of his mouth gently.

"Tiangang Flame: Vermilion Bird Sunfire"

Lu Yang's hands suddenly sealed at this time, and the Fire Cloud Demon Blood Stick was deeply inserted into the bluestone, and the center of his eyebrows suddenly emitted a thousand zhang of red light, and a phantom of a vermilion bird of more than ten zhang in size instantly condensed in the red light.

The phantom of the Vermilion Bird is more than ten zhang in size, and the mysterious and ancient lines are outlined around the body, and these lines form feathers covering the whole body, and from the lines, there are purple-red flames gushing out, burning fiercely.

"Boom"

The phantom of the Vermilion Bird, which was more than ten zhang in size, condensed from the thousands of red rays, and then roared out directly, carrying the raging purple-red flames, and rushed into the spreading sea of fire without flinching.

The phantom of the Vermilion Bird, which was more than ten zhang in size, rushed into the sea of fire, and the atmosphere on the Heavenly Dao Platform instantly quieted down, as if the air in this piece of heaven and earth was stagnant.

However, this silence only lasted for a moment, and then, the disciples of the Holy Domain who were watching the battle saw a dazzling crimson light, which lit up from the sea of fire overwhelmingly.

At this moment, the sky above the entire Heavenly Dao Platform was rendered red, like the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Wow"

A loud sound resounded in the sea of fire, and then, everyone present saw it, and the sea of fire that spread out instantly shrank, and in the blink of an eye, the sea of fire dissipated.

The sea of fire dissipated, and the phantom of the Vermilion Bird of the size of more than ten zhang appeared, and with the dissipation of the sound of Qingming, the phantom of the Vermilion Bird of the size of more than ten zhang disappeared instantly, and when the Vermilion Bird Phantom appeared again, it had stopped in front of Ling Yan's eyes, and the sharp beak of the Vermilion Bird Phantom was less than an inch away from the center of Ling Yan's eyebrows.

Before the onlookers could react, this scene had already happened in their sight......