Crackling.

The flames were raging, and before the Valley of the Poison King, a circle of fires broke out, surrounding a radius of more than ten zhang.

The flames rose three or four feet high, tightly encircling the four people in the center.

Then a phoenix roared high-pitched, piercing the air, flashing a terrifying red light, and domineeringly killed Lu Qingping.

It was a weapon like a halberd and a gun, and after being covered in fire, it was decorated with a coiled dragon and phoenix, and the distance of more than ten zhang came in an instant under the killing of the man in the cold phoenix robe.

This weapon is called phoenix wing boring, in addition to a spear tip in the middle, there are two crescent-like sharp blades on both sides, the form of bird wings, so the name phoenix wing boring!

Whew.

The terrifying firepower was wrenched into a hurricane by the phoenix wings of the god of Wendu, and it was drowned out.

That moment.

Lu Qingping and the three of them changed color at the same time.

The young man pinched the fist mark in one hand and struck forward, a round of mighty fist intent, like a yin and yang fish, rose from the horizon, driving the wind of heaven and earth, whirring loudly, and the fist print roared out.

He pinched his fist with his left hand and slashed forward, and his right hand sword finger slashed out at the same time.

Whoosh.

At the same time, a black sword qi burst out of the air.

Snort.

The air exploded with a bang, and circles of strong waves spread out in all directions.

The hurricane of flames brought up by the phoenix wings of Wen Shendu completely engulfed Lu Qingping's fist intent.

Meantime.

Clang!

Like a sharp slash on a bell.

The innate formless and imageless sword qi that appeared from a strange angle couldn't even pierce the true qi of Wen Shendu's body.

But at this time, followed by Lu Qingping's killing, there was a loud rumbling earthquake.

A wooden dragon the size of a bucket rose from the ground in place, growing wildly, making a creaking sound, but with the force of a dragon-elephant collision, it slammed into Wen Shendu's body at the same time.

Buzz.

There was also a golden ray, which rushed away like a swimming light, slashing at the body of Wen Shendu.

This is the silk blade spit out by the golden fairy of Wu Ling, which is not only sharp, but also more indestructible.

But in less than an instant, the three of them shot at the same time and did not retain much of the lore style, and at the same time landed on Wen Shendu's body, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, more like crashing into an unshakable mountain.

Jingle bell.

Bang!

The gods of literature are all protective of their true qi all around, and their bodies are not moving.

"Oh, little trick, die!"

The cold man in the phoenix robe snorted coldly, and the murderous aura rolled all over his body, and a phoenix wing bore swept down, and thousands of fires were born under his gun.

Boom!

Like a phoenix chirping like gold and jade striking each other, in this accompanying firelight, an ancient phoenix phantom looms.

The three of them changed color at the same time, and once again struck a combined blow.

The fist intent, the wooden dragon, and the poisonous gas converged into a powerful force, colliding with the Phoenix Flame Spear of Wen Shendu!

Bang~~

Lu Qingping suddenly felt the terrifying firelight covering her.

The attack of the three of them was easily swept away by the phoenix wings and boring, and at the same time, the huge force pressed down, and before the spear could arrive, there were countless sharp blades of light, splitting the face.

The three of them were invincible, and quickly retreated.

At this moment, Lu Qingping's heart was beating tightly.

The top five young masters in the land of Yanfu are really terrifying.

One more moment.

There was a fire in his eyes.

The Red Flame Divine Sword is unsheathed.

Poison King Taniguchi.

In the midst of the darkness, a delicate crimson flying knife, along with Lu Qingping's thinking consciousness, instantly struck, killing directly towards the soul of Wen Shendu.

And yet at the same moment.

Wen Shen immediately noticed it, snorted coldly, and his momentum skyrocketed, and if the sun rose, his blood and qi would roll into the sky.

Huhuhu~~

Terrifying blood rushed out from his left shoulder, right shoulder, and Heavenly Spirit Cover, and condensed the outline of a sun looming on his left shoulder.

At that moment, the god of literature seemed to have picked a big day on his shoulders.

The terrifying masculine power of blood and qi exploded in an instant, filling the air in all directions around him.

Lu Qingping's divine soul, which was fused into the Red Flame Divine Knife, suddenly felt a white expanse, surrounded by blazing masculine divine power.

"It turned out to be the Divine Soul Knife, no wonder you were able to kill Lan Jing, but today, Wen Mou wants to tell you that in the face of absolute realm cultivation, any strange and strange method is just a showcase, the power of pure yang, Zhen!"

The god of literature burst into a shout, he could have attacked the Pure Yang Sect Master at any time, and at this time, he mobilized the blood and qi of his whole body, rose up, and did not hesitate to stab his soul.

And at the same time that the gods of literature are all dressed in pure yang blood and rushing into the sky.

Lu Qingping's divine soul, which was originally synchronized with the speed of her thoughts, made her feel like she was stuck in a quagmire, and she couldn't move forward under the vast masculine blood.

If Lu Qingping was able to withstand the Red Flame True Fire experience, then the pure yang blood qi that Wen Shendu burst out at this moment was a terrifying yang qi comparable to the next layer of orange spirit true fire, which made his divine soul invalid with one sword, and his divine soul was also strongly counterattacked.

Wen Shen has already reached the realm of the Pure Yang Grandmaster in half a step, which makes the ghosts and gods afraid and dare not approach.

One more moment.

Lu Qingping was forced to put away the knife and come back to her senses, her face was shocked, and she felt the pressure of terror.

Crackling......

At the same time, Meng Hancicada's wood spirit supernatural power, which had already entered the realm of heaven and man, was restrained by the flames, and it was blazing at this moment.

At this moment, both of them felt the terrible oppression of this literary family phoenix, who could rank among the top five tens of thousands of young people in Yanfu.

After only a few moves, they actually overwhelmed the three of them with their own strength, and the strong sense of oppression really made them feel the horror of this fifth young man in the world.

Lu Qingping is confident that if he and Wenshen are in the same realm, he will not be vain.

But now the other party's cultivation realm is steadily pressing himself by a head and a half.

Wen Shen has already stepped into the realm of the grandmaster in half a step.

This kind of gap in cultivation, coupled with the fact that he is also a reincarnation person, at this time, he knows that with his current background, he will not be able to defeat the top five in the world.

Fortunately, at the first moment when the god of literature attacked, he reminded a few people that they could not be defeated.

At this time, when the gods of literature swept across the Quartet domineeringly and crushed the three of them.

Wu Ling rushed forward, cut his arm, and wisps of black poisonous blood immediately swayed out in the air, dyeing the air red and black.

"Cover your mouth and nose, protect your skin, let's go!"

Wu Ling reminded anxiously, grabbed his sister's arm in an instant, and walked to the side.

Lu Qingping, who had already been reminded by Wu Ling, each of them threw the final blow towards Wenshendu.

The ferocious wooden dragon roared and rushed out.

Huhuhu~

Plus a fist mark that is fierce and domineering.

Wen Shendu had already sensed that something was wrong the moment Wu Ling spilled blood, but seeing two fierce killing machines attacking, although he was confident, he couldn't resist without resistance.

At the same time as he swept through these two killings with one shot.

簌簌簌......

窸窸窣窣窣............

There seem to be hundreds of millions of tiny insect feet crawling.

Buzz Buzz......

There are flying insects flapping their wings.

And then a moment.

Like a black oppressive dark cloud, it rushed out of the Valley of the Poison King.

Dense.

It was all the hundreds of millions of poisonous insects in the Poison King Valley that were drawn out by the blood of the hundred poisons in Wu Ling's body.

In the perception of these poisonous insects, Wu Ling's blood seemed to have a fragrance, which had a fatal allure to them.

And Wu Ling, who had a golden nematode to open the way, rushed out with Lu Qingping and the three of them, and those poisonous insects retreated from it like a king, but they frantically rushed into the air where the god of literature was located.

In the blink of an eye, the god of literature was surrounded by countless poisonous insects in the Valley of the Poison King.

He roared out instantly: "How can this be true!! ”

The endless phoenix's anger boiled in his veins, he immediately swept through the rain of thousands of insects with a gun, and the crackling poisonous insects turned into scorched black, he swept all directions, but he couldn't stop the endless stream of poisonous insects crawling out of the Valley of the Poison King, so that he couldn't move at all.

What frightened him the most was that it was not just ordinary poisonous insects that flew out of the Poison King Valley.

There were four or five insects that exuded the majesty of a king, so that even the god of literature sensed the threat, and his heart was both angry and shocked......

Wen Shen has been completely entangled by insects, and he has tried his best to carve out a safe area for himself in the infinite sea of insects.

But there were still some bugs crawling on him.

"Lu Qingping, Wen is going to break your body into ten thousand pieces!!"

He raised his head to the sky and roared, full of infinite anger and murderous intent.

After cultivating as a breakthrough in the Wenshen Capital, he is confident that even Yu Xiaoran, who is the fourth young man in the world, can be defeated, and the result is here......

It is a great shame that three people who could be easily suppressed by him caused such an obstacle to him through trickery and led to escape!