The underground space of Demon Flame Mountain.

The two figures were running for their lives, the blood stains on their bodies and the red robes fused together, and they looked so embarrassed.

Behind them, several people with dragon patterns embroidered on their robes were frantically chasing.

"Qinglong Sect, my Vermilion Bird Sect is inseparable from you!" Old Wu roared through gritted teeth as he protected Yan Chengcheng and fled.

"Hehe, let's talk about it when you have your life!" the old man of the Blue Dragon Sect sneered as he chased after him.

"There is such a big movement below, why hasn't the ancestor come down yet!"

Yan Chengcheng's brows furrowed, not knowing what the battle situation was on the top of the Demon Flame Mountain.

"Are you waiting for that old guy to come to the rescue, don't dream, his opponent is Jin Ao, haha!" Zhong Zhentian said with a smug smile.

If he hadn't gotten this news, how could he dare to enter the Vermilion Bird Country with his disciples alone, with Jin Ao here, Yan Invincible would definitely not be able to please him.

Senior Brother Zeng said that what is in the Demon Flame Mountain is a treasure of the Demon Dao, as long as he gets it, his injuries can be healed, and it is possible to break the bottleneck and go to the next level.

For the sake of this treasure, Yan Invincible, who is the host, and Jin Ao, who has been lurking for many years, will definitely not be able to help but make a move, and when the time comes, he can take advantage of the competition between the two of them.

But Zhong Zhentian has his own considerations, he has been trapped at the peak of the True Yuan Realm for many years, since this treasure is so against the sky, he naturally does not want to make wedding dresses for others.

As long as he gets the treasure, he will be able to break through to the Divine Journey Realm, and at that time, the sea will be wide and the sky will fly, wouldn't it be happy, why look at the face of the senior brother in charge.

"It turned out to be the killing god of the Golden Rat Clan, this is in trouble!"

When Yan Chengcheng and Lao Wu heard this, their hearts couldn't help but be gloomy.

Although Jin Ao is the same generation as the ancestor of the Vermilion Bird Sect, he is a maverick and acts only according to his heart's likes and dislikes, and he is both good and evil.

"Princess, you go first, I'll hold them back!"

Lao Wu knew that there was no hope of escaping, so he immediately threw Yan Qi City out, and then resolutely faced Zhong Zhentian.

"Old Wu!"

Yan Chengcheng saw that Lao Wu was going to sacrifice himself, and immediately cried bitterly.

"Let's go, don't let the old slave die in vain!"

Hearing Lao Wu's heart-rending voice, Yan Chengcheng could only endure his grief and strive to move forward.

For her, whether it is the Vermilion Bird Sect or the royal family, it is a ruthless place, from childhood to adulthood, except for her mother, it is this old servant who treats her best, but she didn't expect that even he would die!

Yan Chengcheng was exhausted, and she was seriously injured, without Lao Wu's support, she fell to the ground without running a few steps.

"It's okay!"

At the moment when she fell to the ground, a figure suddenly appeared and helped her up.

"Mu Qingtian, please, save Lao Wu quickly!"

When Yan Qingcheng saw the comer, it was as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and immediately knelt down.

"Good!"

Mu Qingtian patted Yan Qingcheng's hand to reassure her, and then turned back to the deep passage and said, "Help me take care of her!"

After speaking, Mu Qingtian turned into a purple mang and killed the children of the Qinglong Sect.

And after he rushed out, three figures of different sizes came out of the passage.

"The boss is only at the peak of the Qi Realm, and the speed is so fast, if he is allowed to enter the Middle Fifth Realm, wouldn't he be against the sky!"

"The heir chosen by Lord Mo Crow is naturally against the sky! You are optimistic about this woman, I will go to the young master to sweep the array!"

After the Dark Demon Worm finished speaking, he immediately waved his thick tentacles and climbed to the top of the underground passage.

"Qinglong Sect, it turned out to be you!"

The runes on Mu Qingtian's body flickered, and he was full of purple qi, although he was also in the pneumatic realm, he burst the pneumatic realm disciples of the Blue Dragon Sect with one punch.

"Little cub, I didn't expect you to be alive, in that case, it's time to cut the grass and eradicate the roots today!"

Zhong Zhentian was also taken aback when he saw Mu Qingtian.

On that day, he had witnessed the bombing of Shenmu City, and Mu Qingtian was in the city at that time, and he couldn't understand how this little cub had escaped.

But none of this matters, he must die today, that day under the finger of Mu Qingtian's Yellow Spring, he ran for his life, and was regarded as a great shame by him afterwards.

He was a dignified peak powerhouse of the True Yuan Realm, but he was actually scared away by a little beast in the Pneumatic Realm, if it was passed out, his old face Zhong Zhentian would be lost!

"Old thing, I let you escape that day, and you will die today!"

The moment he saw Zhong Zhentian, Mu Qingtian's long-pent-up negative emotions suddenly exploded.

The ink crow sitting on top of the Chaos Demon Tree suddenly opened his eyes, and saw endless demonic qi pouring out from the tree, enveloping Mu Qingtian entirely.

The Burning Sky Demon Flame also gushed out, draped Mu Qingtian with a layer of flame armor.

At this time, Mo Crow felt that Mu Qingtian's whole person had changed, his vitality had become cold and violent, and his body was full of anger.

"Die!"

Mu Qingtian was like an enraged beast, the runes on his body flickered, and a long purple qi dragged behind him, killing Zhong Zhentian.

"This kid, I haven't seen him for a long time, and he is already at the peak of the pneumatic realm, so I can't leave him!"

Zhong Zhentian made up his mind, and immediately Zhenyuan drummed and greeted him.

Boom! Boom!

The two of them fist marks intersected, and what they emitted was not the sound of collision, but the roar of energy.

Feeling the hot feeling on his fist, Zhong Zhentian was shocked.

What is this special pneumatic realm?

Fool it!

How did Zhong Zhentian know that Mu Qingtian had been nourished by the Chaos Demon Tree for a long time, and his physical strength was no less than that of the Centrifugal Realm.

Moreover, in addition to being a peak martial artist in the Pneumatic Realm, he is also a Dragon Seeking Spirit Master, and his rune attainments have reached the peak of a Spirit Master.

With the blessing of the runes, the strength of his physical body is no worse than that of the True Yuan Realm, and he also has the Burning Sky Demon Flame Protector, Zhong Zhentian is simply looking for death when he competes with him in the physical body!

"I want to see who you are!"

Zhong Zhentian didn't believe in evil, stretched out his hand to wipe the storage ring, and a long sword covered with frost immediately appeared in his hand.

"Flying Snow Sword Technique!"

Zhong Zhentian is a veteran True Yuan Realm powerhouse, and although his swordsmanship is not as good as Tie Wuji, it is also full of frost and murderous intentions.

"Today, I'll give you a taste of the despair of my Shenmu Clan!"

Although Mu Qingtian's eyes were blood-red, his consciousness was clear, he stretched out his hand and wiped the black ring, and the dragon staff immediately appeared.

Under the scorching of the Burning Sky Demon Flame that day, all his original storage rings were burned out, and now he can only use the black ring given to him by the ink crow, but he did not move the Chaos Origin and Heavenly Demon Origin inside.

Because the ink crow is not dead, Mu Qingtian wants to keep it for him and use it when he rebuilds his body in the future.

Airplanes!

As Mu Qingtian squeezed his hands, the ordinary dragon-seeking staff immediately shone with purple light.

"Kill ——"

The Tyrannosaurus marksmanship immediately fought with the Flying Snow swordsmanship.

Ding! Ding!

The boundless sword light is like a torrent of sword sea, sweeping in all directions.

The dragon staff roared, incarnated as a world-destroying dragon, and roared for nine days.

"Impossible, how can you be so strong in the pneumatic realm!"

Zhong Zhentian couldn't help but roar when he saw that he was completely suppressed.

"The green dragon is out of the water!"

He finally couldn't bear Mu Qingtian's pressure, and urged his whole body True Yuan to pour into the sword, he was going to perform the secret technique of the Qinglong Sect.

"Roaring ——"

With a roar, a huge energy green dragon rushed out of the sword and roared towards Mu Qingtian.

"The Tyrannosaurus is in the sky!"

Mu Qingtian swirled the dragon wand in his hand, and boundless purple qi gushed out, turning into a purple dragon that roared in the sky, killing Zhong Zhentian's green dragon.

Bang!

The two dragons immediately bombarded together, and the huge underground space suddenly turned into a sea of energy, the boundless boulder was shattered, and the cave began to collapse.

The Dark Demon Worm didn't care about helping Mu Qingtian sweep the formation, and threw out its tentacles to roll up the big black dogs, then shrank into a huge ball of flesh, and rolled out of the passage.