"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. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info he is invincible, but no matter what the relationship between Luo Zhantian and Luo Zhantian is, he must not watch Luo Zhantian suffer this plot.

But seeing the indifferent look on Luo Yan's face, he didn't dodge it, but in his eyes, the usual water-like clarity has been replaced by struggle, and if he looked closely, there was a faint flame burning in his pupils.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 silver ice spear that ran through Luo Zhantian's chest was trembling incessantly.

In an instant, the Purgatory Battle Ax was already approaching, and was about to slash Luo Yan's arm, when Long Jingxue saw this, she made a move. Even though her husband was conspired against by this, Guan Luo Yan's demeanor was obviously involuntarily, and with Luo Zhantian's cultivation, such an injury should be fine, so she couldn't let Luo Yan be injured under the invincible battle axe.

But seeing the snow lotus flying in the air, it was able to withstand the downward slashing momentum of the Purgatory Tomahawk. At the same time, Xue Lian conjured up an aura and wrapped around Luo Yan's arm and waist, "Yan'er, don't let go?" Long Jingxue Jiao snorted, pulled hard with one hand, Luo Yan's right hand holding the silver ice spear loosened slightly, and the whole person was pulled to the side by Long Jingxue, and then fell to the ground in pain with his head in his hands.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the Purgatory Battle Axe had already broken 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 Wushu only intended to make Luo Yan withdraw his hand, so the battle axe only slashed at his arm, and the strength was only used by thirty percent, otherwise this dark room would probably collapse under this blow. Otherwise, with Long Jingxue's transformation realm cultivation, how could he resist Wu Wuxuan for a moment, and at the same time be able to distract himself to save Luo Yan?

The silver ice spear on Luo Zhantian's chest slowly dissipated, and he saw that a blood hole the thickness of an arm on his chest was flowing like blood, and its interior was charred and black, faintly exuding the smell of burnt rot. Luo Zhantian hurriedly used the aura to seal the acupoint to stop the bleeding, and the aura at the blood hole surged, repairing the wound, but the speed was extremely slow.

"Brother Zhantian, doesn't it matter, right?" asked Long Jingxue with concern, her gentle and tranquil face was now full of anxiety.

"Brother Zhantian, how is it?" Wu Wushu also said 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 sky-like eyes were as deep as ever, staring coldly, smiling and indifferently looking at all this.

"One waste!" 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 pieces of snow lotus in his hand were flying, covering his body, but the flames in his pupils were burning more and more fiercely, as if he was resisting Long Jingxue's treatment.

"Yan Chong, you are so calculating, your Yan Gu is so deep in my death!" Although Luo Zhantian was extremely angry, he did not make a rash move, but hurried to recover from his injuries.

"Hmph, thirty years ago, it was for this day, and this baby stolen from your Ice God Clan never disappointed Brother Zhan Tian!" Yan Zhong said with a sneer.

"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 scolded angrily.

"What kind of Martial God Clan, the dog leg who has been willing to be driven by the Ice God Clan for thousands of years!" Yan Zhong said disrespectfully, without giving face at all.

"You bastard, you are still so arrogant in Lao Tzu's territory!" Wu Wushu was stimulated 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, and the "Killing Heart Sutra" was already urged to the extreme.

"Roar!" Wu Wushu let out a low roar in his throat, and he had already attacked with purgatory in his hand. But seeing that the space on the edge of the tomahawk kept shattering, a scarlet mark cut through the space and slashed towards 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, the Martial Invincible can no longer take care of this.

Yan Zhong faced this groundbreaking axe, this invincible axe with all his might, this axe that even Luo Zhantian had to avoid its edge, did not dodge the slightest. But I saw him in one hand, and the flame in his hand was burning, blooming a blooming flower on the other side.

"Yan opens the other side!" Yan Zhong snorted, facing the blow of the mountains and rivers, only to see the other side of the flower gently swing the battle axe, casually imprinting towards Wu Wu's chest. In an instant, the huge figure as strong as a mountain flew out upside down and fell into the relief on the wall, and the imprint of a flower on the chest slowly extinguished.

"You ......" Wu Wushu took a mouthful of blood up his throat, but he swallowed it back raw, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, and he wanted to speak but couldn't say more.

Suddenly, a wave of flame power aura fluctuated unscrupulously and violently came out, and there was a faint trace of ferocious aura in the process. On the white face of the heavy fire, there was also a faint red color like blood at this time.

"The pinnacle of the Transformation God Realm?" Luo Zhantian couldn't help but stare at the place where Yan Zhong was standing with a solemn face, which was shrouded in a sea of fire at this time.

"Today is the day of the destruction of your Martial God Clan and the Ice God Clan, and the 10,000-year plan of the Fire God Clan will finally be fulfilled in my Yanzhong's hands. There was a burst of haughty 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 Zheng's blow, it aroused Wu Wu's endless madness even more. 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 its magnificent color.

"Xue'er, leave this place quickly with the Dead!" Luo Zhantian turned around and said to Long Jingxue, "Together with Yue Feishuang, lead the Dongcheng Guards to retreat, land a hundred miles north of the shore, call Zhou Lao, and quickly return to the Ice God Realm!" He knew in his heart that this level of battle was no longer something that Dongcheng Wei could touch, and would only add sacrifices.

When Long Jingxue heard this, she didn't hesitate at all, and flew away with Luo Yan. 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 back as she gradually moved away, Luo Zhantian suddenly turned around and stared at the red figure in the sea of fire in front of him, "Yan Chong, if you want to fight, then fight! Let me Luo Zhantian see if your peak of the Transformation God Realm is in vain and bluffing!"

But seeing ten crystal clear jade bottles floating in front of him, Luo Zhantian waved one hand, and ten pure cold powers poured into the limbs and hundreds of remains, and the aura fluctuations in the late stage of the Transformation God Realm were agitated, and he had vaguely touched the edge of the peak of the Transformation God 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, Yan Zhong had already rolled up a sea of fire and flew towards the outside of the Martial God City.

"You wretched, don't want to run!" Wu Wushu shouted and scolded, and chased after him. Luo Zhantian followed, turning into an ice-colored streamer and then coming first, already on a par with the sea of fire.

Just as Yan Zhong was about to fly 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 continued to boil and evaporate. Then, countless vines swept in, twisting into a huge green ball, trapping Yan Zhong in it.

"A brute, you want to stop me too?" a cry of anger resounded through the sky, and a wisp of fire burst out from the crack in the vine, instantly burning the entire green. The sea of fire then swooped down, sweeping over the bay of water on the ground and the lush greenery that surrounded it in the shape of a crescent moon, and stopped burning on a Gobi in the distance, like a mountain of flames.

"Old friend!" Wu Wushu looked at the Protector Divine Beast that was dying under Yan Yan's blow, and 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!" A low cry echoed in the sky, only to see a huge ice jade pot flowing through the cold light flowing throughout, and then it became a toppling trend, and then a wisp of ice-blue liquid swept towards the sea of fire like a ribbon. The liquid aura is restrained, exuding a trace of coldness, which actually disperses the wind and sand, and the starlight is dotted like a galaxy. The liquid poured down a hundred feet wide before reaching the sea of fire, as if the Luo River had reappeared and submerged the sea of fire.

"Flame Brahma!" With a low shout, the sea of fire bloomed again, and countless flowers on the other side floated on the surface of the hundred-zhang wide river, blooming and exploding, stirring up pieces of mist to dissipate. In a few breaths, the fire was raging, and the river was in full swing.

"Brother Zhantian, I'm here to help you!" In the distance, a beautiful figure flew in.

"Xue'er, why don't you leave?" Luo Zhantian looked at Long Jingxue with emotion and anger in his eyes, both gentle and reproachful.

"Brother Zhan Tian, you don't need to say more, today our husband and wife will definitely advance and retreat together!" Long Jingxue's always gentle and tranquil face showed a hint of determination at this time, and she actually wanted to transform into a body battle.

At the same time, the roar shook the heavens and the earth, but seeing that the invincible killing aura was monstrous, rolling up the yellow sand in the sky, like a golden dragon roaring towards the flames in the sea of fire.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth changed, the rumbling sound was incessant, and the whole barren desert shook violently. Dark clouds appeared out of the sky and rolled in, blocking out the scorching sun, which generally shrouded the continent in pitch black.

Suddenly, the wind howled, rolling up the yellow sand, revealing the dry and majestic earth, and the barren desert that 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 in thought. 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 thousands of thoughts in their minds.

Landslides and earth cracks followed, and the barren desert gradually detached from the sea of spiritual energy, and the entire continent floated and moved towards the east. And the mountain separated from the Fire God Realm also collapsed violently.