'Boom~'

Emperor Yan's long hooves stepped lightly, and the flames under his feet turned into a circle of light and scattered.

Everyone resisted, but their strength was insufficient and they were shaken back.

"It seems to have been crushed in terms of strength!" The cultivator below looked at the Yan Emperor in the sky, and a feeling of powerlessness emerged from the bottom of his heart.

If you don't win, you can know by looking at the beginning. Especially since the cultivation of all the people present is extremely profound, and for this kind of fight, which is slightly stronger than ordinary people, and against such a back and forth, you can guess eight or nine inseparable.

The strength shown by Emperor Yan has reached the level of a third-order spirit beast, and after everyone is sealed, they can only rely on the physique of their own bodies, there is no problem in fighting a first-order spirit beast, and so many people can barely be killed by fighting a second-order spirit beast, but there is no hope at all when they beat a third-order spirit beast.

The most important thing is that as soon as Emperor Yan stepped on it just now, the weapons they used to resist were directly burned by the fire, and there was not even any scum left.

Obviously, the fire is not simple, and it is not something that this ordinary weapon can resist.

"What should I do?" "Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, a little overwhelmed.

The holy beast is close in front of you, but it doesn't have the ability to take it, which is really a bit painful.

"Let's try!" Some cultivators refused to give up, and kicked their legs into fists and hit Emperor Yan.

Emperor Yan in mid-air saw someone coming straight towards him, lowered his head and hit him.

'Bang'

The cultivator was directly knocked away by this impact, smashed to the ground and convulsed twice, and then turned into a little starlight and disappeared.

He's dead!

The scene instantly fell silent.

Outside the bookstore.

"It's over, you can't win. Seeing this scene, everyone shook their heads.

"The holy beast is still powerful, not comparable to ordinary quality elves. Some cultivators sighed.

"It's a pity that I met a holy beast, but I couldn't take it. ”

"If only the seal could be lifted. Some cultivators couldn't help but say.

As long as the seal is lifted, any cultivator inside can defeat this holy beast.

"Master, if you are inside, can you defeat this holy beast?"

Changkong had been staring at the projection all the time, and when he heard this, his brows furrowed, and he said in an uncertain tone: "For the time being, I don't know what level of strength this holy beast has reached, but according to the current situation, it should be in the number of five or five." ”

Changkong cultivated to reach the realm of the Spirit Emperor, and the entire body was tempered more thoroughly by the aura of heaven and earth, even if it was sealed and cultivated, its own strength was also very high.

Hotaru nodded and looked into the projection: "It's a pity." ”

"yes, it's a pity. The sky sighed lightly.

A little elf of the quality of a holy beast, the height of growth is infinitely close to that of a divine beast, if there is a cultivator who can subdue it and bring it out, as long as this cultivator does not die, his future height will be the starting point of a saint;

Ma Feifei on the clouds looked at this scene and felt that they were hopeless.

The Holy Beasts at this stage were not at all something that their group of cultivators who had cultivated to be sealed could defeat, and the difference was too far.

"By the way, the system, according to this calculation, they can't even win the Holy Beast, what will they do if they encounter the Divine Beast in the future? For example, the Phoenix King~Mewtwo~Cracked Sky Seat~ How to play?" Ma Feifei couldn't help but ask the system, the Holy Beast can't win, wouldn't it be even more useless to meet the Divine Beast?

"Capturing the elves above the Holy Beast is not just about defeating them with strength. The system gives this line.

"Is there any other way?" Ma Feifei was stunned for a moment, touched his chin and looked at Emperor Yan below, and muttered to himself: "If you don't rely on strength, then what do you rely on?

......

'Roar~'

Below, Emperor Yan suddenly let out a long roar, and then everyone felt that the earth was constantly trembling, as if something was about to come out from underground.

Zhang Yunji, who was running away, didn't stand firmly, and knelt on the ground with a pop.

"Hiss~" His knees were also burned by the flames of Emperor Yan, and it hurt so much that he couldn't do it, and this time he had a close contact with the earth, and his tears were about to fall.

"Brother Zhang, are you okay?" Gongsun Qiong hurriedly put down the bottle in his arms, and Zhao Xiaodao helped Zhang Yunji up left and right, and asked with concern.

Zhang Yunji shook his head and said, "It's okay, that guy's fire is not an ordinary fire, it burns a little painful." ”

Zhang Yunji cultivated to the peak of the eighth stage of the Spirit King, and his physique was also very good, and ordinary fire would not cause him great harm in such an instant, but Emperor Yan's fire was obviously different, not to mention that his skin was burned, and it was burned to the bones, and it hurt his heart.

'Boom~'

After Emperor Yan roared, he began to fire the map cannon.

Flames erupted from his mouth, smashing into the pile.

'Bang~''Bang~'''Bang~''

At this moment, Emperor Yan was like a magician who could do magic, and the cultivators below were ordinary human beings, powerless in the face of this kind of spewing flames.

"No, I'll withdraw first~" Some cultivators finally chose to quit.

"I won't fight anymore, I don't have a chance of winning, so I'd better go find a rare quality elf to subdue. Another practitioner also chose to quit.

"I withdrew too. ”

"I'll also withdraw~"

The surrounding cultivators began to choose to retreat. Of course, there were no ones who failed to retreat, because they all died under the bombardment of Emperor Yan.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of people died, scattered, and a holy beast was in mid-air, stunned that no one was caught.

'Roar~' Emperor Yan let out another long roar.

"It's not good, it's coming at us!" Zhao Xiaodao looked back and found that Emperor Yan was running in their direction.

"You guys go quickly. Zhang Yunji pushed the two forward and shouted.

He suffered burns, his legs and feet were inconvenient, and he had difficulty walking, let alone running. If Gongsun Qiong and Zhao Xiaodao still brought him, the last three would definitely die at the hands of Emperor Yan.

"No, my mission!" Ma Feifei on the clouds was a little flustered, how weak does this Nima Zhang Yunji have to be?

"Anyway, there are many debts, and I already owe more than 20 million yuan, which is not bad. Ma Feifei looked at Zhang Yunji and sighed.

Zhang Yunji definitely can't die, if he dies, the side quest will not be completed in this life, but the only one who can save Zhang Yunji right now is Ma Feifei himself.

But forcibly meddling in this kind of thing, according to the rules of the system, needs to be punished, although this does not affect the plot, but it is estimated that the book gas value has to be deducted a lot.

'Brush~' Emperor Yan instantly appeared in front of Zhang Yunji, staring directly at Zhang Yunji.

Zhang Yunji was a little flustered.

Gongsun Qiong and Zhao Xiaodao in the back didn't know why, and they didn't choose to go.

Outside the bookstore, Changkong's face was solemn.

Hotaru was wearing a hat, and she couldn't see her expression clearly, but her fists were clenched.

For a moment, the atmosphere fell silent.