This only exists in legends, even if the Chilian Fairy has been traversing for thousands of years, it has not been realized, but at this moment, it was realized by a person who doesn't know who it is!

All the immortal cultivators scratched their ears and cheeks, and they couldn't think of any great power who could have such power.

"Could it be that it is a master of hidden world cultivation?"

The crowd kept speculating.

Relying on their own cultivation, the powers of the infant transformation period can faintly see a man standing on the dragon's head, surrounded by flames, he is dressed in a black robe, holding a demon dragon gun, standing proudly in the harsh wind, exuding a compelling momentum around his body.

Then, swooping down into the blood mist!

They trembled with excitement, as if they saw hope!

Legend has it that when the fire is extremely pure, it can extinguish evil and burn evil.

Burn thousands of resentful spirits!

The first generation of Zero's pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt the pure flame, and he looked up, only to see the darkness break through, revealing a crimson light.

The coercion of the catastrophe and the mighty dragon go hand in hand.

Raging in the sky like a tidal wave!

The breath of pus, blood and carrion dissipated, the blood mist that filled the darkness suddenly disappeared, and the fire dragon rushed into this side of the world, and the pure fire breath even directly replaced the scorching sun, tearing apart the darkness of the sky, illuminating the sky, and giving a new life!

"Holy Emperor." The first generation of Zero looked at the rich magic power around Jing Yiran, gritted his teeth, and almost used all his strength to spit out those two words, "Demon King!" ”

Such pure magic, no doubt about the demons!

Tribulation strength.

The first generation never expected that this scene would be the Great Demon King!

Jing Yiran saw Qiao An, who was wrapped in a silkworm cocoon and almost unconscious, his pupils were full of anger, and a soul-splitting pain burst out of his heart, he didn't even have time to think about why, so he held the magic dragon spear, and without hesitation, he increased his horsepower, controlled the fire dragon, and rushed over!

The huge dragon's body, swinging its tail, burned black marks when it touched the white chain, and those resentful spirits were burned to ashes by the pure fire before they even had time to roar.

The Iron Chain that Connects Heaven and Earth –

Root break!

Drops down.

The evil that had just been refined suffered a heavy blow in an instant!

Jing Yiran came to Qiao An's face, Qiao An seemed to be conscious, her eyes were half open, she stood in the narrow lattice and looked up blankly, and faintly saw a person in a black robe, with a magnificent appearance, holding a magic dragon gun with fire, stepping on the dragon, and slashing at her!

She subconsciously retreated, but the flames and the dragon spear did not hurt her at all, only split the narrow grid that trapped her, and stepped in from the end of the light, illuminating the whole world.

The familiar breath instantly enveloped her, warm like hot spring water, comfortable and made her feel warm.

It was as if she had found her own harbor, let go of all her guards and struggles, closed her eyes, and immersed herself in sweet dreams.

Jing Yiran split the iron chain that trapped Qiao An, the iron chain shattered into pieces and fell to the ground, the fire dragon's breath was pure, forcing the evil turtle to shrink back, unable to hold the world anymore, and the illusion collapsed.

The blue sky, white clouds and dazzling warm sun were revealed.

A light shone in, illuminating the earth, and the dead air collapsed, the blood mist dissipated, and the fire dragon followed into his body.

It's all just a moment.

Although this fire dragon is powerful, it consumes extremely mana power, and in just a few seconds, it consumes most of his mana.

Jing Yiran stood under the blue sky and white clouds, and carefully hugged Qiao An, as if he was treating the most precious treasure, for fear of bumping into it.