While secretly condensing the extremely cold and freezing air, the snake charm was ready to attack with all her strength, and at the same time reached out to help the blood turtle in the dust, and asked with concern: "Old turtle, how are you?"

The red-eyed blood turtle stared at Bai Zhan hatefully, letting the blue demon blood fall from the palm of his hand drop by drop, the sky-shaking hammer was transformed by the 10,000-year-old turtle shell on his back, and now it was knocked down by Bai Zhan with unstoppable force, and the blood turtle's vitality was greatly damaged, he glared at Bai Zhan and Tan Yanbei a few times, and suddenly looked up to the sky and said with a strange smile: "Such a fierce fist technique, it really deserves to be called a tiger of mad war, but even if you can scatter my bones to ashes, you don't have the ability to save the Qinglong Xingjun who was trapped in the swamp yellow spring." ”

The blood turtle saw that he was severely defeated by Bai Zhan in one move, and the handsome man on the side of the tea house just appeared and threw the Xuanhu off the flower field with a snap of his fingers, and his combat power was even higher than that of Bai Zhan, and the situation of winning the game just now had been completely reversed, he looked at the snake charm beside him and the Xuanhu in the flower field, and said in a hoarse voice: "Even if we can't take away the epiphany fairy seedlings today, and take three lives, we will trap your Dongtian Qinglong, and first break your Xuantian Four Elephants, and it can be regarded as an explanation to the master." ”

Tan Yanbei looked back at Chu Tingjun in the swamp, and asked in a deep voice: "Red-eyed blood turtle, your demon clan is far outside the Three Realms, and if you don't fall into the reincarnation of immortals and demons, who will be your master?"

The blood turtle's laughter was like the roar of the evil owl, and he stared at Tan Yanbei's eyes and said, "Why should I tell you, but you will see him sooner or later, and when you see him, that is, when the immortals, Buddhas, and humans are all reduced to fish, meat, pigs and dogs." ”

Tan Yanbei looked at his evil laughter, and couldn't help frowning, Bai Zhan stepped forward, his arms were ringed, and he said loudly: "Since this is the case, you can leave your life first!"

In the midst of the shouting, he threw out his fists together, and the strength of the Seven Kills of Thunder had scattered a wave of freezing gas that had quietly attacked.

Bai Zhan glared at the snake charm and said coldly: "Stinky snake demon, do you still want to repeat the old trick?" This freezing breath was quietly emitted by the snake charm while they were answering, Bai Zhan suffered a loss, and he was already secretly on guard, and as soon as he felt the chill invade his body, he immediately counterattacked with all his might.

Snake Charm Ge Ge Jiao smiled and said: "The stinky boy is really good this time, but you haven't seen that your Qinglong Xingjun has his life hanging by a thread, you don't have to wait for him to fall into the depths of the swamp, the soul reed has already taken his life!

Bai Zhan squinted at Chu Tingjun in the black mud, those dark red reeds had indeed turned bright red, as if they were about to drip blood at any time, Tan Yanbei sighed lightly and said: "The soul transformation incense of the Xuanhu in the body of Qinglong Xingjun is in front of him, and he is trapped in the swamp yellow spring of the blood turtle, and now the soul conjuring reed has sucked the essence of his whole body, it is indeed fate, and we can't cross this hundred miles of yellow spring, this is really a dilemma, how should it be." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a clear cry suddenly came from the south, and seven dazzling fireballs pierced the sky and flew far away.

Seven fireballs burned with colorful flames, revolving rapidly around Chu Tingjun in the swamp, three hundred soul-summoning reeds rolled and shook in the fire, and those skeletons that had turned bright red made a squeaky hiss in the fire, like three hundred souls who had fallen into the boiling soup and were dying.

Tan Yanbei looked at the seven-colored flame in surprise and asked Bai Zhan: "This is the Spirit Rhino Fire, is it the Southern Heaven Vermilion Bird?"

Bai Zhan nodded, Tan Yanbei's old eyes were full of joy and comfort, and he muttered, "The four stars have finally arrived." ”