"Luo Yan, what are you doing?"

Wu Wushu shouted angrily, and the purgatory battle axe in his right hand conjured out and slashed towards Luo Yan.

He didn't care what the relationship between Luo Zhantian and Luo Zhantian was, and he couldn't watch Luo Zhantian suffer this plot.

But seeing Luo Yan's indifferent face, he didn't dodge or dodge, but in his eyes, which were as clear as water on weekdays, but now they have been replaced by struggle, and if he looked closely, there was a faint flame burning in his pupils.

And the right hand that clenched the ice spear that ran through Luo Zhantian's chest couldn't help but tremble.

In an instant, the Purgatory Battle Ax was approaching, and it was about to slash Luo Yan's arm.

Seeing this, Long Jingxue made a move.

Even though her husband was conspired against by this, it was obvious that she couldn't help herself, and with Luo Zhantian's cultivation, such an injury should be fine, so she must not let Luo Yan be injured under the invincible battle axe.

In the air, pieces of snow lotus flew, which could withstand the downward slashing of the Purgatory Tomahawk.

At the same time, Snow Lotus conjured up a spiritual energy and wrapped around Luo Yan's arms and waist.

"Yan'er, still don't let go?"

Long Jingxue snorted and pulled hard with one hand.

Luo Yan's right hand holding the ice gun loosened slightly, and the whole person was pulled to his side, and then he held his head in both hands and fell to the ground in pain.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the Purgatory Battle Axe broke through the Snow Lotus's barrier and smashed on the ground, the axe body was deeply embedded in the ground, and the entire dark room shook.

It turned out that Wu Wu's hostility was only to make Luo Yan withdraw his hand, so the battle axe only slashed at the arm, and the strength was only used by thirty percent, otherwise this dark room would collapse under this blow.

Otherwise, with Long Jingxue's cultivation, how could he resist for a moment, and at the same time be distracted to save Luo Yan.

The ice spear on his chest slowly dissipated, and a bloody hole the thickness of an arm on his chest was pouring blood, and the inside of it was charred and black, exuding the smell of burnt rot.

Luo Zhantian hurriedly ran the aura, sealed the acupoint to stop the bleeding, and the aura at the blood hole surged, repairing the wound, but the speed was extremely slow.

"Brother Zhan Tian, it doesn't matter, right?"

Long Jingxue asked with concern, her usually gentle and tranquil face was now full of anxiety.

"Brother Zhantian, how is it?"

Wu Wushu also spoke at the same time.

Luo Zhantian didn't respond, just shook his head slightly, the color of pain was covered with resolute faces, but the starry eyes were as deep as ever, staring coldly, smiling and indifferently looking at this scene.

"Waste one!"

Yan Zhong looked in Luo Yan's direction and said coldly.

I saw that Luo Yan was lying quietly on his back at this time, Long Jingxue was lying on his side, and the snow lotus in his hand was flying, covering his body, but the flames in his pupils were burning more and more violently, as if he was resisting treatment.

"Yan Chong, you are so calculating, your Yan Gu is so deep in my death!"

Although he was extremely angry, Luo Zhantian did not make a rash move, but hurried to recover from his injuries.

Yan Zhong sneered, "Hmph, thirty years ago, it was for this day, this baby stolen from your Ice God Clan did not disappoint Brother Zhantian!"

"Yan Chong, you insidious and cunning person, you deceive people too much, this is a barren desert, not your Fire God Realm. Could it be that you really want to tear your face with my Martial God Clan?"

Wu Wushu angrily scolded and scolded.

"What Martial God Clan, the dog leg who has been willing to be driven by the Ice God Clan for thousands of years!"

Yan Zhong was disrespectful and did not give face at all.

"You bastard, you dare to be so arrogant in Lao Tzu's territory!"

Wu Wushu was provoked by the words, and instantly became angry, and then his breathing became heavier and heavier, his eyes were about to drip blood, and the killing aura was monstrous for a while, and the "Killing Heart Sutra" was already urged to the extreme.

"Roar!"

A low roar in his throat was about to pass with a purgatory attack in his hand.

I saw that the space on the edge of the tomahawk couldn't help but shatter, and a scarlet mark cut through the space, slashing at Yan Chong.

With such a momentum, I am afraid that under this axe, even the mountains will be razed to the ground, even the deep sea will pour out, and even the Martial God Palace will collapse in an instant.

But at this time, Wu Wushu couldn't take care of so much.

In the face of this earth-shattering axe, this invincible axe with all his might, this axe that even Luo Zhantian had to avoid its edge, Yan Zhong did not dodge it at all.

But I saw him in one hand, and the flame in his hand was burning, blooming a blooming flower on the other side.

"The other side of the fire!"

Yan Zhong let out a low cry and met the blow of the mountains and rivers.

The other side flower gently swung the tomahawk and casually printed it on Wu Wu's chest.

In an instant, the huge figure as strong as a mountain flew out upside down, embedded in the relief on the wall, and on the chest, the imprint of a flower on the other side slowly extinguished.

"You ......"

Wu Wushu had a mouthful of blood gushing up his throat, but he was swallowed back raw, a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, and he wanted to speak, but he couldn't say anything more.

Suddenly, the aura fluctuations of the power of the flame came out unscrupulously and tyrannyly, and there was a faint trace of ferocious aura.

On the white face of the heavy fire, there was a faint red color like blood at this time.

"The pinnacle of the God Refining Realm?"

Luo Zhantian couldn't help but stare at the place where Yan Zhong stood with a solemn face, which was shrouded in a sea of fire at this time.

"Today is the day of the destruction of your two clans, and the 10,000-year plan of the Yanshen clan will finally be fulfilled in my Yanzhong's hands!"

There was a burst of arrogant laughter in the fire.

"Invincible brother, but you still have the strength to fight?"

Luo Zhantian looked at Wu Wu, who was already seriously injured, and asked.

"It's okay, this dog mongrel, he doesn't have me today!"

Even though he was injured by Yan Zhong's blow, it aroused the endless madness of Wu Wu.

The Martial God Clan's "Killing Heart Sutra" is like this, the more you face a dangerous and powerful opponent, the more you can show a magnificent color.

Luo Zhantian said to Long Jingxue, "Xue'er, take the Dead Er and leave here quickly!" Together with Yue Feishuang, lead the Dongcheng Guard to retreat, land a hundred miles north of the shore, call for Zhou Lao, and quickly return to the Ice God Realm!"

He knew in his heart that this level of battle was beyond the touch of Dongchengwei, and would only add sacrifices.

When Long Jingxue heard this, she didn't hesitate at all, and took Luo Yan and left.

At this time, she had only one thought in her heart, which was to send Luo Yan to a safe place first.

Looking at Long Jingxue's distant back, Luo Zhantian turned around and stared at the red figure in the sea of fire in front of him.

"Yan Chong, you want to fight! Then fight! Let me try if your peak of the God Refining Realm is in vain and bluffing!"

With that, with a wave of one hand, ten crystal clear jade bottles floated in front of him, and ten pure icy cold powers poured into the limbs and hundreds of remains, and the aura fluctuations in the late stage of the God Refining Realm were agitated, and they had vaguely touched the edge of the peak of the God Refining Realm.

"It's difficult to use it here, and besides, this Martial God Palace still needs to be kept, so it's useful to me, let's change places." ”

As he spoke, he rolled up a sea of fire and flew towards the outside of the Martial God City.

"You wretch, don't want to run!"

Wu Wushu shouted and scolded loudly, and chased after him.

Luo Zhantian followed, turning into an ice-colored streamer, but it was the last to come first, and it was already on a par with the sea of fire.

Just as Yan Zhong flew out of the valley, a column of water suddenly rose into the sky, enveloping the sea of fire in an instant, and the water column boiled endlessly, evaporating endlessly. Then, endless vines swept in, winding into a large green ball, trapping Yan Zhong within.

"A brute, trying to stop me, too?"

A roar of rage resounded through the sky, and wisps of fire burst out from the cracks in the vines, instantly burning the entire green.

The sea of fire then swooped down, swept over the water of the bay on the ground and the lush greenery that surrounded it in the shape of a crescent moon, and stopped at a Gobi in the distance, burning like a mountain of flames.

Seeing this, Wu Wushu shouted loudly, "Old friend!"

Looking at the Protector Divine Beast that was dying under Yu Yan's heavy blow, he couldn't help but be furious, staring at the figure in the flames in the distance, his eyes were already dripping blood.

"A piece of ice heart is in the jade pot!"

High in the sky, a low cry echoed.

A huge ice jade pot with a whole body crystal and cold light flowing through it transformed into a toppling momentum, and then a wisp of ice-blue liquid swept towards the sea of fire, like a ribbon.

The liquid aura is restrained and cold, which actually disperses the wind and sand, and the starlight inside is dotted, like the Milky Way. Before the sea of fire approached, it turned into a hundred zhang wide, poured down, and drowned the sea of fire by the trend, as if the Luo River reappeared.

"Flame Brahma!"

But with a low shout, the sea of fire bloomed again.

Endless flowers float on the surface of the hundred-zhang wide river, blooming, bursting, stirring up bursts of mist, and then dissipating.

In a few breaths, the fire was raging, and the river was in full swing.

"Brother Zhan Tian, I'm here to help you!"

In the distance, a shadow flew in.

"Cher, why don't you leave?"

Looking at Long Jingxue's eyes, there was emotion and anger, both gentle and reproachful.

"Brother Zhan Tian, you don't need to say much, today my husband and wife will advance and retreat together!"

That always gentle and tranquil face, at this moment, showed a hint of determination, and he wanted to transform into the main body to fight.

At the same time, the roar shook the sky.

But seeing that the invincible killing aura was monstrous, rolling up the yellow sand in the sky, like a golden dragon, roaring towards the Yan Zhong in the sea of fire.

......

Suddenly, the sky and the earth changed, the rumbling sound was incessant, and the entire barren desert shook violently.

Dark clouds suddenly appeared from the sky and rolled in, blocking out the scorching sun and enveloping the entire continent in pitch black.

Suddenly, the wind howled, rolling up the yellow sand and covering the sky, revealing the dry and majestic earth.

The barren desert, which had not fallen for tens of thousands of years, poured rain in an instant, and the rain was completely transformed by spiritual energy.

The raging sea of fire was instantly extinguished by the pouring rain, and Yan Zhong looked up at the sky, thinking in amazement.

In the face of this sudden vision of heaven and earth, Luo Zhantian and Wu Wushu also stopped the offensive, and their hearts suddenly turned upside down, and they couldn't help but have a lot of thoughts in their minds.

Mountains and landslides cracked, and one after another, the barren desert gradually detached from the sea of spiritual energy, and the entire continent floated and moved to the east.

And the mountain separated from the Fire God Realm also collapsed violently.