Qiao An was greatly affected here, but Jing Yiran was not affected in the slightest over there, he soaked in the biting cold spring, and without hesitation, he opened the last meridian on his own, and the pure and yang dragon scale fire rushed out in an instant, tearing his fragile meridians, almost blowing up his body.

These days, Qiao An has used the gentlest way to dredge his meridians, but now he uses the strongest way to open the last one, and the pain of the broken meridians is eroding the bones.

He tried his best to guide the cold spring water to suppress the flames, the cold spring water eroded the meridians, and hit the dragon scale fire, and the sour feeling of alternating hot and cold made him a little uncontrollable to scream, almost unconscious.

After several fights, the high flames soared into the sky, almost drying up the cold spring water, without the suppression of the cold spring, without Qiao An's assistance, the dragon scale fire instantly broke through the encirclement, raised its head excitedly, turned into a fire dragon, and rolled up in the air.

The vast dragon power broke through the sun, and the huge dragon body robbed the scorching sun!

The disciples of the Divine Sword Sect who did not dare to approach looked at it from a distance, and they all felt the blazing flame that was about to scorch the soul, making people feel as if they were in the desert at noon, and the immortal cultivator with the fire spirit root turned even more pale.

Trembling and pointing at the monstrous fire.

"It's so strong, that's ...... What the?! ”

The dragon scale fire spirit that had been suppressed for almost 10,000 years opened a pair of dragon eyes.

Looking at Jing Yiran, who had almost no ability to resist, he trembled with excitement and raised his head to the sky and let out a long dragon roar.

Swoop down!

Snatch away!

In the darkness, the crisp laughter of giggling occupied Jian Zun's ears and eyes, making him immersed in the spiritual world, feeling that he was standing in a vast and endless meadow, hearing laughter from all directions, and seeing a woman in pink clothes in ancient costumes standing there in the distance, constantly waving towards him.

He subconsciously moved forward.

"Searing."

The first generation zero looked at Jian Zun who was wrapped in a pink mist, the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, his eyes were red and bloody, and he put his hand on Jian Zun's injured shoulder.

"Love makes a man weak."

A low and pleasant voice flowed in his throat, and a black mist burst out of his mouth, quickly burrowing into the wound, his strength was suppressed by Qiao An, and every time he had to use it, it could only last for three seconds, and to take away a Sword Venerable with the strength of the Tribulation, it would take more than three seconds to maintain his strength.

If you are counterattacked halfway, the consequences will be catastrophic!

He could only weaken Sword Venerable's defense, first let the scorching confuse his mind, and then let Qiao An seriously injure him!

And now, Qiao An's east wind has been borrowed, and there is only one thing left to snatch away, snatch the body of Jian Zun, and have his strength, so that he can have the capital to rival the Great Demon King and the Red Lian Fairy!

One by one, step by step, without any mistakes, the calculation is deep!

His bloody eyes were cold, with a hint of mockery.

"I don't know if my life is in danger."

A cloud of black mist suddenly fell above the vast meadow, and Jian Zun felt abnormal, tried to struggle, holding a sword to cut the black mist, but suddenly saw that Zhuo was grabbed by the arm of a man who came out of the black mist, and wanted to drag it in.

Zhuo Zhuo raised his head and looked at him, his eyes struggling eagerly: "Your Excellency! Save me! ”

Jian Zun's eyes were over, and he immediately stepped forward with his sword to behead the man, but the man was protected behind him by the scorching.

Scorching opened his arms, looked at Jian Zun, and shouted, "Jian Zun! I am true love with him! ”

The delicate voice was like a demon, smashing into Jian Zun's ears, causing his heart to tingle instantly, and his mind was disordered.

That's it!