The lake on the top of the mountain is still as calm as usual, and the scorching sun is hanging in the air to release huge heat, but it can't suppress the fiery gaze of the people around it.

There are countless figures gathered around the lake with various forces as the center, and this is just the people on the surface, and I don't know how many people who can't see the light have sneaked into the vicinity, if someone looks at it from high school, they will find that with the lake as the center, there are people everywhere.

As the hosts, the four Dragon City families are in each four directions, occupying the closest position to the lake.

The Qing family also stood by the lake, looking at the center of the lake with a calm face, as if there was something beautiful in it that attracted all her attention, and she didn't even glance at the Qingcheng Huang who was standing half a step behind her.

Qingchenghuang didn't care, with a faint smile on his face, he lowered his head slightly and looked at the center of the lake in the same arc as Qinglian'er, and sometimes looked up and looked around, as if he was looking for someone's trace.

Qinglian'er was the focus of many people's eyes, and Qingcheng Huangben also had an excellent temperament and appearance, and the two of them stood in the closest place to the lake. The breeze is gentle, sparkling, blowing the robes of the two, the clothes are wrong, like a dream, the two are like a fairy couple, people can't help but envy.

Nangong Fan stood on the edge of dozens of people in the Hei family, his eyes only swept slightly over Qinglian'er and Qingchenghuang, and he no longer cared, staring at the lake with all his energy, his eyes were sharp, as if he wanted to penetrate everything in them, and his eyes contained boundless fighting spirit.

What made Nangong Fan a little inexplicable was that he seemed to feel a lot of eyes with strong malice condensed on him, he couldn't help frowning slightly, and scanned the surroundings with the corner of his eye.

He could see Ao Bing and Huo Wushuang glaring at him angrily, Qingcheng Huang who swept his body with contempt from time to time, and a noble man who had never seen him before, but there were a large number of gorgeously dressed young men gathered around him, this man only glanced at him from time to time, with an inquiring gaze, but now he was extremely sensitive and he could still easily detect it.

Nangong Fan glanced around slightly, keeping these people firmly in his mind, so he took a few steps forward in silence and hid in the middle of the crowd of the black family, avoiding these gazes, silently counting the time when the secret realm opened, he didn't want to stand on the outermost part like a monkey and be watched by these people who looked at him unpleasantly, it would affect his mood too much.

Noon is approaching, and some people who are hidden in the periphery are gradually approaching the lake, although they have never heard of the dominance of the advanced, nor have they heard that there is a limit to the number of people who can enter the secret realm, but these people are still panicking, the ghost knows if there are variables this time?

It's just that most of these later people are evil and crooked people, covering their faces with masks, although the so-called famous people here also know where these people probably come from, and some of them have had many conflicts of interest with themselves, but out of sight and out of mind, it is also excellent not to see those annoying faces.

Now the world is the vicissitudes of the right way after all, and people who are crooked and evil are a little taboo after all, even if the people in the magic city in the nine cities are like rats crossing the street, but they are more confident than others, and they are not afraid of too many people when they appear in a bright light.

In addition to the people in the demon city, of course, there are exceptions, at this time, there are also people who dare to walk out of the light, although these people are also out of the way, but they have their own confidence, Linglong Mountain and the Dark Alliance are among the best.

Linglong Mountain and the people in the Dark Alliance have been walking together since they met at the foot of the mountain, one host, one crossing the river, at this time it was safe and sound, and they all stepped into the top of the mountain.

As the two forces stepped into the top of the mountain together, there was a commotion from the Huo family.

Linglong Mountain slapped the Huo family in the face not long ago, and the dark alliance is the existence of the Huo family for decades.

The two forces did not hide their bodies at all, although everyone knew that this was an unspoken rule, but it could also be said that the Huo family's face was blue and swollen.

An old man dressed in gorgeous clothes with fiery hair like flames on his head slowly walked out of the Fire Family camp.

As he walked, the whole mountain top became hot, and some people who were already dripping a lot of sweat under the sun were even more uncomfortable at this time, and the sweat flowed like a waterfall.

The fiery atmosphere at the scene gradually solidified, the bloodshed did not happen much a few days ago, and it seems that it will still be staged as scheduled on the eve of the opening of the secret realm.

The old man pressed towards Linglong Mountain and the people of the Dark Alliance step by step, with an boundless hot aura on his body, overwhelming the audience.

Xue Linghu and An Zhongmad glanced at each other, exuding boundless momentum together, their faces were solemn but firm, the body that was bent by the old man's momentum slowly straightened, and two momentums, one black and one white, swept out from the two bodies.

Both of them are now the leaders of the two forces, so they naturally refuse to fall here.

The old man's face was disdainful, the red light on his body flashed, condensed above his head, and the red aura turned into a three-zhang long dragon in the air, with wings on its back, horns on its head, and a hideous face that made people fearful.

The old man's fingertips flickered, and he moved forward slightly.

The red dragon roared into the sky, and a dragon chant could be faintly heard exploding in the sky.

Immediately, the red dragon swooped towards the two with a furious aura, the speed was extremely fast, it was difficult to see with the naked eye, the wind was violent, the wind helped the fire, but an illusory fire dragon was like a round of scorching sun descending on the world, with unspeakable terror and heat, smashing towards the two.

Xue Linghu and An Zhong shouted wildly in unison, blasted out four fists, rolled up four pillars of black and white light, and rushed straight towards the red dragon.

The black-and-white pillars of light made of the four spiritual powers suddenly seemed to have become real objects, and they could clearly hear the snorting sound of being baked, and even faintly see the wisps of heat slowly ascending to the sky.

The black and white pillar of light thinned out at a speed visible to the naked eye before it even touched the red dragon, and vanished before it collided with the red dragon.

The red dragon opened its fierce mouth, with a rolling heat wave, and continued to bite towards the small two in front of him.

Xue Linghu closed his eyes at this time, and a king's momentum permeated around him.

An Zhongmad took a big black knife in both hands, took a step forward, and slashed straight towards the red dragon.

The blade flashed black, and there was a fierce aura.

An Zhong's arms were bruised, his face was hideous, and the fire dragon full of destruction in front of him made him unreserved.

The blade of the knife slashed at the hideous head of the red dragon, and the illusory red dragon and the black knife collided violently.

An Zhongfang only felt an irresistible huge force coming from the blade, and his hands couldn't help shaking. The scorching breath came from the surface, and the swarthy broadsword glowed red, and the intense heat passed from the handle of the knife into An Zhong's clenched hands.

An Zhong couldn't help but let go of his uncontrollable red hands gripping the hilt of the knife, and the big knife flew behind him.

An Zhong screamed in pain, and the whole person flew out with the big knife backwards, and rolled on the ground a few times in embarrassment, before he struggled to get up, his hands were swollen, and many blisters on his face were scratched when he rolled, and the whole person's face was full of blood, which looked hideous and terrifying.

The red dragon castrated unabated, and the boundless power rushed straight to Xue Linghu's head with closed eyes, almost in front of him.

At the same time, Xue Linghu's eyes opened violently, and a faint word "Wang" appeared on the slightly wrinkled brain, and the momentum emanating from his body increased exponentially. The fists then clenched, making a clicking sound, and a straight punch was thrown.

This punch is full of might.

This punch is domineering.

A blue giant tiger phantom faintly appeared behind Xue Linghu, and the word "king" on the giant tiger's forehead shot out a milky white pillar of light and integrated into Xue Linghu's body. The light between the fists swelled, and a fierce and domineering aura emerged.

The milky white fist collided with the red dragon, and there were ripples all around, with a trace of black beside the ripples, exuding a terrifying and deep aura, with a faint but real and pure suction.

The dragon and tiger fight, and the space is broken.

The dragon helps the tiger, and the tiger rises the dragon's potential.

The two powerful forces complement each other, reaching the extreme power contained in the space of the "Starry Sky", and even the people present can even see the legendary "Breaking the Void".

The red dragon was weak and gradually dissipated, and Xue Linghu also took a few steps back, spitting out a mouthful of blood and spilling it on the grass. The hot breath of the blood instantly scorched the grass.

Xue Linghu collapsed weakly to the ground with the dripping blood, accompanied by the scorched black grass, the same weakness, the same powerlessness.

A hint of surprise flashed in the red-haired old man's eyes, and he was a little annoyed, "I didn't expect you two scum scum to be able to block the old man's blow." ”

As he spoke, the old man walked step by step towards the place where Xue Linghu fell to the ground, his pupils were filled with endless anger, as if Xue Linghu took a blow from him, which was a great shame for him.

The porcupine roared, and his strong body surged straight towards the old man like a mad bull.

"Death to those who insult my fire family. The corners of the old man's mouth outlined a trace of contempt, and with a random slap, the mad bull-like porcupine flew out upside down at a faster speed, and the blood was spilling freely, indescribably desolate.

The momentum emanating from the old man's body became more and more terrifying, like the god of fire descending into the world.

The old man walked up to Xue Linghu, raised his right foot, and stepped on Xue Linghu's body, if this foot stepped down, Xue Linghu would be abolished if he didn't say that he would die, this old man was obviously not a soft-hearted person, and he would not make some low-level mistakes.

"Get out. A coquettish sound sounded in the distance, but it seemed to ring in everyone's ears.

A sword flew from the air, with a fierce aura, wrapped in blue aura, and slashed the old man's toes.

Everyone believed that if the old man stepped on this kick, his right leg would also be broken.

The old man's face changed, he withdrew his right foot, and rushed into the sky.

At the moment when the old man had just taken off, his shadow slowly squirmed, turning into a gray-haired black tights The old man, holding a sharp dagger with flickering cold light in his hand, there was no trace of color on his face, only endless indifference.

The shadow old man's hand was as fast as the wind, and the dagger stabbed the old man with a cold glow.

The old man shouted, the fire surged, and the whole person turned into a fireball, shaking the dagger, and there was still a long opening on his back.

"Xue Linglong, An Wuye. The old man stood in the air with an ugly face, and hot blood slowly dripped from his back.

"The fire is in the sky, long time no see. The white-haired old man known as An Wuye let out an eerie laugh.......