"Can't let this little bastard live!"

Gu Yunxiao and Feng Wanli secretly glanced at each other, and they both saw the same content from each other's eyes.

This is an opportunity for them!

"These blood rains must not be ordinary things!"

Zhuge Qianzhong didn't think that the blood rain was demon blood, in his opinion, this was the sound of Long Yan ringing the bell and drum nine times, which was recognized by heaven and earth, and was a gift.

With the help of the black dragon, a steady stream of blood rain merged into Long Yan's body, and a little silver light gradually appeared in his blood, and these blood rains seemed to make his blood turn silver.

The blood rain lasted for half an hour, and all the blood rain gathered together to form a small pond, but it was all absorbed by Long Yan.

At this time, if you look closely, you will find that Long Yan's complexion has become more resolute, and there is a shallow mark on the center of his eyebrows, giving people a strange feeling.

The mysterious sigil appeared suddenly, apparently because it had absorbed the rain of blood.

At this time, the blood cloud covering the 10,000-meter void began to disperse, and the terrifying will of heaven and earth also disappeared in an instant, and everyone felt much more relaxed, and their breathing became smoother.

"Isn't this a heavenly tribulation, the thunder tribulation hasn't started yet, why did it disperse?"

"It's really strange, is this the legendary vision of heaven and earth, a few drops of rain will be over?"

"What's going on?"

Seeing the blood clouds and thunder dissipate, everyone was puzzled.

The catastrophe did not come to the thunder tribulation, is this the heavenly tribulation of the sect?

"It's okay, it's okay!"

Zhuge Qianzhong and several elders of the Danwang Hall were all relieved, and the blood cloud dispersed, which meant that Long Yan's life would not be in danger.

"This should not be a catastrophe, but a vision of heaven and earth, the third brother absorbed the blood rain, it should be something good. ”

Dragon Dust, Zhan Wushuang, and Lingxi were also relieved.

Anyway, it's still a thrill.

"Long Yan, come here!"

However, at the moment when the blood cloud dispersed, Gu Yunxiao and Feng Wanli suddenly attacked.

The two of them swept towards Long Yan almost at the same time, each striking a supreme attack, without sparing the slightest hand.

If this move falls, even the Yae Warrior King will be bombarded and killed.

"You dare!"

Zhuge Qianzhong's complexion changed instantly.

He didn't expect that Gu Yunxiao and Feng Wanli would attack Long Yan at this time.

Zhuge Qianzhong's reaction was very fast, just between the lightning and flint, he grabbed it with five fingers, and slashed out with a palm forward, and a big hand covering the sky blasted towards Gu Yunxiao and Feng Wanli.

At the same time, he swept forward with a strange fast move.

Gu Yunxiao and Feng Wanli had long expected that Zhuge Qianzhong would intervene to stop them, and the two of them had already prepared.

At the moment when Zhuge Qianzhong made a move, Gu Yunxiao stopped, grabbed a sword light, and slashed towards the big hand that covered the sky, and then, another sword slashed towards Zhuge Qianzhong.

The intention was obvious, Gu Yunxiao was responsible for stopping Zhuge Qianzhong, and the wind was thousands of miles to kill Long Yan.

"Get out of here!"

Zhuge Qian's heart was so anxious that he stretched out his hand and made a move, and a purple pagoda appeared in his hand, suddenly turning into ten zhang in size, and suddenly suppressed Gu Yunxiao.

This purple pagoda is a Taoist weapon, and it is also the only Taoist artifact in the Danwang Palace.

Sou!

At the same time, Bai Ling also moved, turned into an afterimage, and flew towards Long Yan, but unfortunately, compared to Feng Wanli, who is known for her speed, she is still one step slower.

"Boy, suffer death!"

In an instant, Feng Wanli had already arrived in front of Long Yan, and when he raised his hand, a palm slashed down, and the power of the Ninefold Martial King erupted.

The palm print fell, and the hundred-meter space was blocked, and the breath locked Long Yan.

"Damn it!"

Long Yan's complexion changed drastically, and the full force of Feng Wanli was not easy to deal with.

"The wind is thousands of miles, I # day # your ancestors!"

Zhuge Qianzhong was so anxious that his body trembled, but Gu Yunxiao stopped him and couldn't get out.

"Origin Battle Talisman!"

Between the lightning and flint, a talisman appeared in Long Yan's hand, which was directly crushed, and at this moment, a powerful force poured into his body, pushing his cultivation to the height of the Fivefold Martial King.

This talisman was the origin talisman he got in the Red Emperor Dojo, and it was originally a hole card he had in Lanling Martial Arts, but at this time, he couldn't take care of it.

The power of the Origin Battle Talisman is very strong, if he is a Martial King's cultivation, this Battle Talisman can completely raise his realm to the Eightfold Martial King, or even the Ninefold Martial King.

"Five-word mantra!"

At the same time, Long Yan sacrificed the five-character mantra, five golden characters with golden light, the size of a house, like five solid shields, protecting him in it.

It was too late to say that it was too fast, and in an instant, the Destruction Palm Print blasted down from above.

"Boom!"

The incomparable power was cathartic, and with a bang, the space shattered, and the light of the five shields transformed by the five-character mantra also dimmed in an instant.

"Poof. ”

Long Yan was like being struck by lightning, and a bloody arrow erupted from his mouth.

"Die!"

A move was blocked by five characters, and Feng Wanli slashed down with one palm again.

"Boom!"

The five-character mantra was suddenly shattered, and Long Yan smashed down like a cannonball, directly smashing the ground into a big pit, and his figure was completely submerged in the dirt.

"Wind Sect Master, stop!"

At this moment, Lu Xuanming finally arrived and blocked in front of Feng Wanli.

"Give me death!"

On the other side, Zhuge Qianzhong urged the Purple Tower, and with just one move, Gu Yunxiao Zhen flew out, and the latter's throat surged, forcibly swallowing a mouthful of reverse blood.

With Lu Xuanming blocking the wind, Zhuge Qianzhong's murderous intent rose, holding the Purple Pagoda in his hand, and he once again went towards Gu Yunxiao to suppress it.

"When I'm afraid you won't make it!"

Gu Yunxiao suffered a dark loss in the hands of Zhuge Qianzhong, and it was also uncomfortable.

Reaching out and grabbing it, the Heavenly Thunder Sword appeared in his hand, which was also a Dao weapon.

Boom Boom Boom ......

The two fought fiercely, the space exploded repeatedly, and the wave of destruction swept in all directions.

"Third brother. ”

"Brother Yan!"

“......”

At this time, Dragon Dust, Battle Wushuang, Lingxi, Cold Moon Tide, Fat Cat, and Night Cold Smoke rushed towards Long Yan almost at the same time.

When Lu Xuanming blocked the wind, Bai Ling had already arrived in front of the dirt pit, and with a flick of one hand, the invisible force swept over, the soil was swept away, and Long Yan's figure appeared in front of her.

Bai Ling exerted a force to lift Long Yan up from the dirt pit, and found that Long Yan still had breath, which made him feel a little relieved.

The next moment, the six people of Long Chen, Zhan Wushuang, Lingxi, Leng Yuexi, Fat Cat, and Night Hanyan also arrived, and their eyes fell on Long Yan's body with a look of worry.

"Don't worry, he's seriously injured and not in danger of his life. ”

Bai Ling said.

Hearing this, the six dragondust breathed a sigh of relief.

Gu Yunxiao and Feng Wanli shot too quickly, and they made a move at this time, no one expected it.

"Sister Bai Ling, let me come!"

Lingxi took Long Yan from Bai Ling's hand, pointed at Long Yan's chest, and the pure life force entered Long Yan's body, and the injuries on Long Yan's body began to recover to a degree visible to the naked eye.

A moment later, Long Yan woke up.

"Brother Yan, how do you feel?"

Lingxi withdrew her fingers, and beads of sweat already appeared on her forehead.

"I'm much better, Xiaoxi, thank you!"

The life force transmitted to him by Lingxi had already recovered five or six percent from his injuries.

(End of chapter)