The dragon groan of the black gold divine dragon made the pressure on the two half-saint rat traps and old things suddenly decrease.

The black gold divine dragon soared into the sky, turned into a streamer, and greeted the ancestral dragon conjured up by the union of the two saints.

The two divine dragons trembled in the sky, stirring the wind and clouds in the sky, and the waves were magnificent. The sea of clouds was agitated, and during the leaping of the two dragons, they fought to the death, and Qiankun trembled.

In the distance, mountains collapsed, rivers flowed backwards, and orange liquid flowed out of them, imposing and overwhelming.

"The dragon fights in the wilderness, and its blood is yellow. Chu Ling's eyes widened, and he unconsciously whispered, this is the scene described in the ancient book of Heavenly Changes, but today it really appeared in front of his eyes, which was extremely shocking.

The two dragons were fighting fiercely in the sky, and at this time, the old thing also moved, at this time, he was tall and mighty, like a humanoid dragon, the muscles of his whole body were expanded to the extreme, and the muscles and veins were protruding.

"Junior, the old man is here. The old thing roared wildly, and with a single step, a golden footprint fell from the sky, shattering the vacuum, and striking horizontally, approaching Yan Sheng and the Fire Qilin below.

The soles of this foot were unscrupulous, enveloping the two saints, the earth was dented, the soles of the feet had not yet fallen, and the huge pressure had already penetrated the earth's crust, and red magma gushed out from it, melting the earth.

Who are the two people on the ground? With the majesty of a half-saint, wherever you go, you should not be worshiped high, and the old thing, when you say you step on it, you don't have any consideration at all, and it is extremely powerful.

The figures of the two saints flickered, the space fluctuated, and in the next moment, they had already appeared a hundred feet away.

The saint is supreme and noble, and it is impossible to hit the big footprints of the old thing head-on, so it would be a loss of the identity of the saint, so they choose to retreat and preserve the dignity of the saint.

"Boom!"

The old thing fell with its feet, the earth's crust cracked, and the magma burst out, splashing red magma like a spring city flying flowers, but it contained a deadly killing machine.

Kun Yue and the old holy monk on the side joined forces to build a wall of qi, guarding all the bystanders behind them and preventing them from being threatened.

Not to be outdone, the fire qilin opened his big mouth and sucked it suddenly, and the fiery red magma on the ground, like a river rushing across the sea, all merged into his mouth.

"Whew. The old unicorn snorted, and the white high-temperature mist turned into two air arrows and spewed out.

Without waiting for the two demi-saints to stand still, the old thing continued to punch and move sideways, his body was like lightning, and he went straight to Yan Sheng and Qilin Ancestor, his strong body crushed the space, and a terrifying fluctuation was vibrating.

He was full of holy breath, his divine light flickered, his demeanor was natural, and he was peerless in one blow.

"Not good!"

Above the fist, the implied meaning of wind and thunder made Yan Sheng and Qilin Ancestor change color at the same time, Yan Sheng crossed the sword in his chest, and the bow body was like a tiger about to pounce.

"Bang"

The old thing's fist slammed into Yan Sheng's long sword, and the sword body erupted with a burst of dazzling light, all kinds of forbidden dao patterns flashed, and a majestic golden light rushed out, turning into a tall figure.

But seeing that the man was towering, his Confucian clothes fluttering, his bearing was magnificent, and his momentum was impartial, as if he was standing there, he was the greatest justice in the world, and that solemn aura emanated from it, making everyone, including several demi-saints, respectful.

"Yuan Confucian Sage, this is the Fanyang Sword. Kunyue Half-Saint said softly.

Fanyang Sword is the sword of the Yuan Confucian sage, after the Yuan Confucianism sitting, it has been enshrined in the Holy Oracle Courtyard of the Jixia School Palace, and has been baptized by merit for hundreds of thousands of years, worshipped, and has the connotation of divinity, so it can condense the figure of Yuan Confucian.

"The carving insect technique, even if it is the true body of the ancestor you taught, what can you do with me? Not to mention a mere phantom. The old thing smiled contemptuously, and his fist continued to push.

The phantom golden light of the Yuan Confucian Sage was magnificent, and one after another runes appeared, meeting the fists of the old thing, but they were shattered one after another, and they couldn't resist it at all.

"When—"

The iron fist of the old thing landed on the long sword, and the sound of gold and stone erupted, and the golden light exploded and completely dissipated, Yan Sheng had disappeared without a trace, and the space not far away fluctuated, and Yan Song stepped out of it.

And the long sword in his hand left a clear fist mark on the body, the long sword was bent in two, and the holy breath on it completely dissipated, dimmed, and turned into a piece of scrap iron of good material.

"Hey, this ...... This...... How is this possible?"

"Is this still a human being? With bare hands, the flesh breaks through the saint soldiers!!"

Everyone was dumbfounded, for the fist of the old thing, it was not only amazed, but more fearful, not only them, but even Kunyue and the old holy monk of the Prajna Sect also had solemn faces.

Yan Sheng often exhaled a breath of turbidity, threw the bent Fanyang aside, bowed his hand respectfully, and said, "The predecessor is really majestic. ”

The old thing curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and said, "Then will you continue to fight?"

Yan Sheng thought for a while and said seriously: "The ancestral order cannot be violated. ”

As soon as the words fell, Yan Sheng's disappeared in place, and almost at the same time, he appeared next to the old thing, and the same powerful fist went straight to the old thing's face.

"Smack!"

Hit? Everyone's eyes widened, and they watched Yan Sheng's fist fall on the old thing's face.

But the strange thing is that it didn't make the sound of the fist handing over as expected, but more like a punch in the air.

Everyone's eyes widened, and the figure of the old thing slowly dissipated into the void, turning into countless points of light.

At the same time, a black shadow appeared on Yan Sheng's side, and with a fierce palm, the space was sharply compressed, and a crack was torn open.

"Bang!"

It was an old thing, he hit Yan Sheng's ribs, Yan Sheng flew back, fell in the distance, and a long ravine was plowed out of the ground.

"Wow" Yan Sheng vomited out a mouthful of blood, barely supporting it, the holy light on his body was shining, obviously healing his wounds.

Everyone forgot to breathe when they saw this happen.

It was just a blink of an eye, and the battle between the two saints was actually divided into winners and losers, and they didn't even cause any great damage.

How terrifying is the gap between the two?

The old thing didn't give the others much time to think, and when everyone was stunned, he once again disappeared into the void and went straight to the Qilin Patriarch.

The fire unicorn's red hair stood up, raised his head and slammed out, spewing out a magma fireball, the terrifying temperature, even the order of the space was burned, and the divine chain of order clicked and collapsed, disordered.

"Drink—"

The old thing roared like a tiger, not caring about the blazing magma at all, and rushed straight at the top of his fist, like a god who came across the border, exuding his divine power without reservation.

"Tom!" the old thing crashed into the lava fireball, trapped by the dead, the Qilin Patriarch pinched the magic seal wildly, and a thin black flame ran out of his eyebrows.

The black flame, like a black hole, devours all the light, and the terrifying energy fluctuations make everyone feel the fear of death.

"This is the Nine Lands Yin Tribulation Flame !!," Chu Ling exclaimed loudly......