"Roar—"

A loud roar rang out from afar, reverberating through the heavens and the earth.

A giant beast swooped down on the people of Cang Yuluan, its whole body exuding an emerald green light, the scales on its back were as solid as rock, and its four claws were especially sharp.

The body resembles a tiger and a hairy dog, with a human face and fangs, and a tail eight feet long, which can fight without retreating, and is one of the four fierce people.

It opened its bloody mouth, revealing its cold, sharp fangs, which were stained with rotten flesh and emitted an indescribable stench.

Cang Yuluan touched the ground with both feet, and his body quickly retreated, distancing himself from it. She swung her martyrdom, and two blue and white sword qi collided head-on with the stinger that rushed straight up.

"Boom!" The air currents from the explosion swayed violently, and in an instant, the sky and the earth cracked, and the sand and rocks flew away.

When Shangsheng and Yisuan reacted, Cang Yuluan had already flown out, pursed the corners of his mouth, and opened his pupil eyes to stare at the sand and dust that had not yet dissipated.

"Temple—"

Before he could react, he saw a pair of sharp claws coming at him, claws as hard as steel, with heavy serrations and barbs, and also covered with unidentified objects mixed with earth and blood.

"Phew! Brute, Hugh is in trouble! I saw Yisuan scolding, holding the heavy halberd in his hand, and he didn't want to back down, so he collided directly with the sharp claws.

"Zheng!" The halberd collided with the claws, making a crisp sound of gold and stone clashing. Yisuan only felt that the tiger's mouth was numb, but he still gritted his teeth and refused to take half a step back.

Behind him, Shangsheng pinched the trick with one hand, and continuously injected spiritual power into her pair of wings, which were wider and more plumply than ordinary feathers.

"Feather Formation, Qinglian, up!"

I saw that the blue light suddenly rose, her wings opened suddenly, and countless feathers shot out like sharp arrows, sweeping towards the sling.

Unlike Cang Yuluan's Feather Array Shenzhou, which uses the spiritual power attached to the feathers to win, the Feather Array Qinglian used in the previous life strengthens the feathers themselves.

Each of her feathers became extremely sharp after being infused with spiritual power, and the salvo was like a thousand arrows, and the momentum made people feel terrifying. Under the cover of her feather formation, a figure shuttled between Feiyu like a ghost, and continued to rush towards Hanyu.

It was Cang Yuluan, she held the martyrdom in her hand, her eyes were firm.

The turbulence of spiritual power generated by the explosion once again obscured the perception of Shangsheng and Yisuan, and what was very different from the last time was that this time, before the smoke had cleared, the two of them heard a loud roar.

It was a beastly roar, and its sound was like a heart-rending sound.

The aftermath dissipated, and I saw a figure half-kneeling on the top of the huge head of the crazy screaming Han Zhu, Cang Yuluan's hands clenched the martyrdom and inserted it into the heavenly spirit cover of the Han Zhu, and the dark green fishy liquid continued to gush out from the wound along the blood groove of the long sword as it struggled, and even the martyrdom of the divine sword was not as dazzling as before under the corrosion of the liquid.

"Die, brute!" I saw that the corners of Cang Yuluan's mouth, a trace of bright red dripping down, was the only bright color on her body, which looked so shocking.

She gritted her teeth fiercely, and poured a steady stream of mana into the Martyrdom, centered on the place where the Martyrdom pierced, and the crack of the Martyr's head gradually spread, gradually spreading all over its body, and the liquid that covered the Martyr's Light also continued to gush out from the crack.

"Bang!" Han's body exploded inch by inch, and he collapsed to the ground unable to move.

"Huh, huh......" Cang Yuluan drew his sword and turned around, gasping for breath in midair, sweat flowing down from the side of his face to the blood at the corners of his mouth, just like that, mixed together and falling along his jaw.

The bright blue on her wings also looked a little dim at this moment.

However, in the next moment, Hanqi's originally torn body automatically combined together, and the stinky liquid that flowed out reglued the parts together, and it didn't take long for him to regain the strength to fight again.

"Roar—" The roar sounded again, this time many times more ferocious than the previous one.

"Damn, this beast isn't dead yet!" Yisuan stomped his foot and plunged the sword into the ground, and a ray of light rushed from the ground to the position of the sword, dragging it in place and unable to move.

"Your Highness, Han Qi is an immortal body, and dragging it out too long will only be detrimental to us." Shangsheng hurriedly said to Cang Yuluan.

"It's okay, I've just sent the array into it, it's time to finish. Calculate and drag it for thirty seconds. Cang Yuluan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and there was less of his usual indifference in his eyes, and there was more excitement in his eyes.

"No problem, Your Highness, you can drag it out for an hour!" Yisuan raised his voice and smiled, and rushed towards the halberd.

"Luan Array, Heavenly Seal—"

I saw Cang Yuluan throw the martyrdom upward, and the long sword stopped at the top of Han's head, "dripping" and spinning, and there seemed to be invisible lines around it that were constantly being pulled over, gradually isolating Hanzhu from the surrounding space.

Cang Yuluan pinched it with both hands, and continued to inject mana into the martyrdom with his upper life, and the spiritual power merged into the formation, forming a light shield like a nine-story pagoda, and the martyrdom was like the top of the tower, and the mana wrapped the pestle one by one, and was linked with the earth.

"Roar—"

I saw Han Zhu tearing Yisuan with all his might, and every blow was like a thousand catties.

"Come back." When I finally heard this, in the thirty seconds just now, it was as if thirty years had passed, and every second was particularly long and painful.

"When Han Qi broke through the burial spirit, it had already consumed a lot of power, but it still had such power. At that time, you shouldn't have let the Spirit Realm face you alone, if you were facing the Heavenly Realm and the Feather Clan at that time, then you would never be able to break through the seal. ”

Cang Yuluan continued to inject mana into the Martyrdom, only to see one by one the magic pillars with the power of the Martyrdom Thunder rising from the ground, gradually moving closer to the tower, turning into a heavy tower pillar to lock the Martyrdom in it.

After all this was done, the sealed pagoda sank into the ground, relying on the leylines of the earth, and completely buried the Han Zhu in this land that had buried thousands of living beings because of it.

Everything is silent, only this burial desert will remember this story.

"Whew." Cang Yuluan breathed a sigh of relief, although Han Qi, one of the four fierce beasts of the ancients, was tricky, but it was not a helpless thing for her who inherited Emperor Ling.

She sat cross-legged and ran the exercises, recovering herself with the spiritual power that had not completely dissipated between heaven and earth after the war.

However, after only a few breaths, she suddenly got up, and her face was very pale.

"Your Highness? What's wrong? I'll just keep inputting mana to strengthen the seal, you don't need to worry. Shangsheng was very puzzled when he saw her suddenly panic.

Cang Yuluan's expression at this time was a horror that Shangsheng and Yisuan had never seen before, and her usual calm and self-control was gone in an instant.

"Over there, something happened over there."