Chapter 690: Dominate the Eastern Continent!

This battle can be said to have attracted all the top super forces in Dongzhou and brought them together.

Although the four major families are as famous as the three halls of Dongzhou, they are slightly inferior in terms of overall strength.

However, its inheritance has a long history, far exceeding the three halls of Dongzhou.

"If you don't leave, do you want to stay and watch the play?"

As the head of the three halls of Dongzhou, the Lord of the Falling Star Palace, the power of the falling dust naturally does not need to be said.

Although it is not as famous and powerful as Bai Yiyuan, who has already died, it is not something that the Northern Hell Fury Sea and the Eastern Howling Sky can compete with.

Under the coercion that Luo Dust inadvertently emanated, and the gentle and endless cold smile, the two of them were unwilling to leave.

The whole process seems slow, but it only happens in a few seconds.

But these few seconds are as long as an endless era for Wang Yan.

It made him physically and mentally exhausted, exhausted his energy, and several times his mind almost lost his mind, and the sea of souls rioted.

Because he was using the Thousand Souls Reincarnation Sword to frantically devour the power of the flame's divine soul.

That swaying and jumping flame was the soul fire formed by the condensation of all the divine soul power of the flames.

As for his physical body, in Ximen Lingxiao and Blood Without a Trace, he burst out with the strongest killing moves, and he tried his best to cultivate, but he was already shattered.

If Wang Yan can successfully devour and absorb the soul fire of the flame, a generation of strong people will fall.

On the contrary, if the flame defeats Wang Yan, it will take its place, instantly occupy Wang Yan's body, and the dove occupies the magpie's nest.

So this process may seem unremarkable, but in fact it is extremely dangerous.

As long as Wang Yan is not careful, he will be eaten by the flames!

"The chaotic city lord of Xizhou quietly came to Dongzhou, what do you want?"

At this moment, Luochen looked at the blood without a trace, and a cold glow welled up from the depths of his eyes.

"What, you want to fight me?"

Blood is not afraid, although his star power is exhausted at the moment, and his strength is gone, he is still domineering.

Hearing this, Luochen slowly shook his head, "Even if I kill you today, I won't be able to win." ”

"That's it, stay away from this kid Wang Yan in the future, he is Dongzhou Tianjiao, a candidate for the Star Source Competition, there can be no accidents!"

After finishing speaking, Luochen no longer paid attention to the others, and looked at Wang Yan directly, his brows gradually wrinkled.

As for those martial cultivators who rushed here to watch the excitement, or wanted a piece of the pie, they had already died in the previous shocking battle, and they had fled.

To be able to stay here is to be the best of the best, and want to see which side wins this battle.

If the flame once falls, it means that from now on, the entire Dongzhou Continent will no longer be dominated by the Jinling Dynasty, but the Gate of Heaven!

This little-known emerging force that suddenly emerged will become the largest sect in Dongzhou.

There is only one reason for this: the master of the Gate of Heaven is Wang Yan, who is the Tianjiao of Dongzhou, and his combat power is unparalleled.

If Wang Yan became famous in the Dongzhou Continent before, it can be said that he became famous as a teenager.

So after this battle, if Wang Yan can survive, he will be the lord of the top forces in the Dongzhou Continent, a man of the hour.

Stomp your feet, a terrifying existence that the entire Dongzhou Continent will tremble for!

The divine soul containing the power of domineering wind and fire continued to pour into Wang Yan's Mud Pill Palace, entering his soul sea, and almost bursting the originally tenacious soul sea.

Wang Yan was not allowed to mobilize all the power of the divine soul to suppress and channel, but this divine soul containing the power of wind and fire was too domineering, like a fierce beast in the wilderness.

After entering the mix, he rampaged and ran towards the center of the soul sea with a brutal attitude.

There, it is where Wang Yan's main soul is!

Once the main soul is affected, the entire soul sea will be disordered!

Under the crisis, Wang Yan finally remembered the Eight Extremes Divine Array, and immediately separated a wisp of divine soul and entered it.

In an instant, the power of the divine soul, which had nowhere to vent, seemed to have found a breakthrough, like a flood that broke the embankment, and frantically surged towards the Eight Extremes Divine Array.

As time passed, the remaining one-third of the black dots of this incomplete Eight Extremes Divine Array were all lit up!

In an instant, a terrifying suction force poured out from the Eight Extremes Divine Array, sucking Wang Yan's divine soul into it.

Suddenly, the scene in front of Wang Yan's eyes changed, and an unprecedented picture appeared.

A towering mountain, shaped like a trident, is surrounded by clouds and mist, and appears and disappears from time to time.

The mountain in the middle was bare, without any flowers or trees, like an endless desolate desert.

But in this desolation, there is a deep pool of blood for an unknown number of miles.

The area of the blood pool is so large that it occupies almost the entire peak.

A monstrous force of blood and qi rushed straight into Xiao Han, surging, and at the same time, it was mixed with a rich smell of blood, which made people almost disgusting to smell.

Just as Wang Yan was staring at it with the power of his divine soul, this pool of blood suddenly surged rapidly, condensing a pair of huge bloody eyes.

The bloody eyes ignored the distance of space, as if they could cross the long river of time and look directly at Wang Yan.

The moment the two eyes collided, Wang Yan's brain exploded, as if something had exploded in his mind.

Immediately after confusion, then total consciousness.

......

"The Jinling Dynasty can exist, but it must not continue to dominate Dongzhou. ”

"If the Jinling Dynasty is subverted, it will inevitably attract the attention of the Heavenly Dao Pavilion, and all of us will inevitably die at that time!"

"Although one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, if the Jinling Dynasty is erected and made to shrink, it will not have an impact on the future development of Tianmen. ”

"Having said that, after all, behind the Jinling Dynasty is the Heavenly Dao Pavilion, if it is known......"

In a daze, Wang Yan heard a fierce quarrel.

There were several familiar voices, but each with its own opinions, and there were endless arguments.

"Don't make any noise, this kid is awake, he is the master of the Heavenly Gate after all, let him make a decision. ”

Suddenly, a gentle voice rang out, and all the quarrels disappeared at once, and silence returned to the ears again.

Wang Yan slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eye was the bed veil curtain.

"How do you feel when you wake up?"

Wang Yan followed the prestige and saw a familiar face, and immediately showed a smile.

"Uncle Wang. ”

Wang Yuesheng nodded without a trace, "Don't worry, that big war is over, and now the entire Dongzhou Continent has also stabilized and is under the control of Tianmen." ”

Wang Yuesheng said it very indifferently, but when these words fell to Wang Yan's ears, they exploded like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, making him almost distracted.

After a few breaths, Wang Yan came back to his senses, and his eyes couldn't hide the look of ecstasy.

The unification of the Dongzhou Continent has really been realized!

"Boy, how do you feel, that old thing of Yanhuo didn't hurt your soul sea when he fought back to death, right?"

Ximen Lingxiao took a sip of wine, stepped forward and stared at Wang Yan with burning eyes.

Blood Without a Trace, Luochen, Nangong Invincible and others were all in the room, all looking at Wang Yan in unison, waiting for his next step.

Hearing this, Wang Yan's consciousness sank, and he entered the Mud Pill Palace, and his expression was immediately sluggish.

(End of chapter)