The retreat of the Three Emperors Gate also marked the end of the operation of the Cold Demon Hill, and the figures of Zhuang Jian and everyone slowly fell, and they each glanced at each other, and they also had a look of joy.

Especially Zhou Moxuan, at this time, he was supporting a middle-aged man who was about forty years old, his description was thin, there was not the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power around his body, and even his eyes were dim, obviously in the hands of Chao Qingtan, and he was tortured.

"This is not the place to speak, now that our trip is over, let's leave here first!"

Zhuang Jian looked around, although the two sides retreated at this time, but this place is quite close to the Pilgrim Emperor Jitian, if it comes back to Qingtan, it really needs a big battle, and now the Three Emperors Gate is also retreating, and they must also leave.

Zhuang Jian glanced at the valley, the body of the Phantom Demon Flower King, with the birth of the Ice Phantom Demon Emperor, also dissipated, obviously turned into a part of his body, and the Ice Phantom Demon Emperor did not choose the right time, it was directly a body and death, and even the half of the godhead it condensed was scattered by Zhuang Jian's luck power, and those godhead powders were collected by Zhuang Jian.

And that is the biggest harvest of this Cold Demon Hill.

"What Brother Zhuang said is very true, and I also feel a little uneasy!"

Zhou Moxuan also frowned, although both sides retreated, but at this time, he suddenly felt a sense of shock.

Among the crowd in this line, if Zhuang Jian is the first in absolute strength, then that kind of simple intuition, I am afraid that even Zhuang Jian, Lin Zhong, and Lei Zhentian, the three of them, communicate with the realm of heaven and man, they are not comparable, it is an innate talent, and it is also the most mysterious ability as a spirit body.

"Yes, although the strong enemies on both sides have retreated, what needs to be faced next is the most tricky existence!"

Zhou Moxuan's voice fell, and the middle-aged man beside him, that is, his father Zhou Lang, also had a deep color in his eyes.

"This little brother has lifted the ban on Chao Qingtan in my body, and he will naturally be able to get rid of Chao Qingtan's control, but the traces of me and Xuan'er will also be completely exposed to someone's monitoring!"

"Chao Fengyang!"

In Zhou Moxuan's eyes, a look of hatred emerged, and a hateful name came out of his mouth.

"That Chao Fengyang is the daughter of Chao Tiantian, the power of the identity bloodline, not comparable to Chao Qingtan, and with the help of the secret method in the clan, all my opportunities were taken away, in order to contain me, it was also set up in my body to set up a corresponding prohibition, when I escaped by luck, but was secretly controlled by Chao Qingtan, in order to get rid of Chao Fengyang's detection, it was also set up in my body to interfere, and now that the ban is lifted, that woman should have locked our position!"

"Then if we flee at this time, we should also be sniped by Chao Fengyang!"

Zhuang Jian also frowned, that Chao Fengyang's reputation, among the seven major forces, is also quite loud, it is a real reputation, comparable to some veteran saints of the Ten Thousand Spirits Clan, and even, very few people can detect its specific strength means.

"In fact, he has deprived me of almost all of his luck and opportunities, but he is not very popular, and he has to kill them all, just because he cares about his status and status, he doesn't want to be defiled by a slave body, and he has descendants left!"

There was a hint of sarcasm in Zhou Lang's words, but there was no tension before the mountain rain was about to come, but there was a relief that was about to be relieved.

"Zhou Lang's predecessors were able to escape Chao Fengyang's pursuit back then, is it possible that there are any means to press the bottom of the box?"

Zhuang Jian couldn't help but ask.

Chao Fengyang's reputation is too great, compared to the names of the younger generation of holy sons such as Qin Feng and Phantom, it has already far surpassed, and it is even no less than the elders at the bottom of the box in the clan, Zhuang Jian asked himself if he made a move, even if he used the power of the Tiangang Seven Star Array, he didn't know if he could take his attack.

"Chao Fengyang can't kill me! The one he wants to take his life is actually Xuan'er!"

Zhou Lang's voice was flat, and he looked at Zhou Moxuan: "It is Xuan'er's existence that makes the opportunity that he has deprived, and there is a trace of imperfection, only by killing Xuan'er, his cultivation will be completely condensed and step into a demigod!"

"Is Chao Fengyang already at this level?"

Zhuang Jian's complexion changed, if Chao Fengyang was only a fraction of a second, he was able to step into a demigod, then if he appeared today, no matter how they tossed, they would be unable to escape death.

"It's coming!"

Zhou Moxuan heard what Zhou Lang said, and his heart was also cold, it turned out that he was the biggest stumbling block for that woman, no wonder the latter wanted to snipe their father and son at any cost.

However, while they were talking, the spiritual power of this piece of heaven and earth seemed to be solidified, and everyone had a feeling of being kept in captivity, rising in their hearts.

Zhuang Jian raised his head and looked at a certain place in the void, where the spiritual power gathered and turned into a face, with a beautiful face, about twenty-five or sixteen years old, looking at everyone, there was a feeling that the gods were looking at the ants.

That kind of arrogant posture is exactly the same as the first appearance of Chao Qingtan before, but the aura of this face is much stronger than that of Chao Qingtan, and it is undoubtedly the projection of Chao Fengyang.

"Zhou Lang, I didn't expect you to be dormant for more than ten years, but you were under the nose of this seat, this Chaoqingtan is really bold, you dare to design this seat!"

Chao Fengyang's voice was extremely flat, as if he was talking about an extremely ordinary thing.

"Chao Fengyang, are you really persistent, or are you really unable to let go of your remaining bloodline?"

On Zhou Lang's face, a sneer appeared, and he took a step forward and blocked Zhou Moxuan behind him.

"I want to kill Xuan'er, unless I die!"

Above Zhou Lang's face, there was a decisive look.

"It was already a fluke to let your father and son escape that day, how could this seat let you escape today!"

On Chao Fengyang's face, there was still no emotion, as if everything was under control.

"The time and space here are all blocked by it!"

Zhuang Jian urged the spiritual power, but found that at this time, all the energy of the entire world seemed to be solidified, and it could no longer be urged.

"It's useless! This plane has been completely blocked by me, it can be said that here, I am the absolute master, and all the people today will stay here!"

Chao Fengyang was still indifferent, indifferent to Zhuang Jian's discovery, as if he was a dead man at all.

"Chao Fengyang, you are still so conceited!"

Seeing this, Zhou Lang also sneered, the latter's posture was really the same as back then, which was annoying.

"Many years ago, you were like this, didn't you let me escape with Xuan'er!"

"At that time, I was still a little short of doing things, but at this time, I won't be like that!"

At the corner of Feng Yang's mouth, there seemed to be a slight smile, his eyes looked at everyone, and suddenly there was a flame burning in the corner of his eye.

"Fengyang Fire!"

Rumble!

The spiritual power between heaven and earth seemed to be ignited by the flames in the corner of Feng Yang's eyes, and the temperature rose at an extremely fast speed.

Zhuang Jian looked at the spiritual power that instantly ignited the heaven and earth in the phoenix sun, as if its own phoenix yang fire was a *, and the spiritual power of the entire heaven and earth was the * that was about to be ignited.

And the power of that Fengyang Fire, Rao Yi Zhuang Jian's Void Flame felt a trace of palpitations, and sure enough, with the increase in strength, Void Flame could no longer achieve a decisive advantage.

If he allowed that Fengyang Fire to explode all the spiritual power of this piece of heaven and earth, even if he had the Void Flame Protector, he would not be able to escape the fall.

Chao Fengyang made a bold move, for the sake of insurance, the energy of his direct blockade of a plane is enough to see the strength of his power, if Zhuang Jian and they can't escape, this cold demon hill plane is afraid that it will be directly dissolved by its soldiers, and all the creatures on this plane will be turned into dust.

With such a handwriting, there are already some ancient powerful gestures, and the gestures lead to the sinking of the plane, this Chao Fengyang is the most terrifying person Zhuang Jian has ever seen except for the Spirit Emperor.

Not only Zhuang Jian, but Lan Sheng and Ziling couldn't move at all when they were suppressed by Chao Fengyang's force, Lei Zhentian and Lin Zhongshang could still move, but they couldn't urge any power at all.

"Fight!"

Zhuang Jian thought in his heart, the external spiritual power could not be urged, so he urged his own power, the space node above his head, crazy vibration, spiritual power poured out, in his pupils, there were seven stars shining, a mysterious power, converging in front of him.

"The power of luck turns the world upside down!"

Zhuang Jian blasted out with a punch, turning into a thousand-zhang fist shadow, and the power of luck on it was swirling, with unfathomable might.

If this punch hits, even when Chaoqingtan is in its heyday, it will have to retreat.

Bang!

This punch really bombarded Chao Fengyang's face, turning into countless points of light and dissipating, but it surprised Zhuang Jian.

The face was undamaged.

This gathered Zhuang Jian's full strength, and it turned out to have no effect on that Chao Fengyang.

No wonder that Chao Fengyang did not have the slightest covetousness for Zhuang Jian's Void Flame, obviously because he was confident in his Fengyang Fire, which was no less than Void Flame.

If he could kill Zhuang Jian, with his ability to deprive Zhou Lang of his godhead, the Void Flame would naturally be refined by him as his own, so he didn't need to think about this at all.

However, just when Zhuang Jian's attack was fruitless, Zhou Lang took a step forward, and there was also a raging flame burning on his body, but the Fengyang fire showed a fiery red color, while Zhou Lang's flame showed a pale color.

Fengyang's fire was extremely hot, as if it could cause everything to explode, but Zhou Lang's flame was like an ice flame, which could suppress all riots.

"Zhou Lang, your Xuanbing Cold Flame has long since lost the fire of the past, and my Fengyang Fire, over the years, has long been Mahayana, and it is impossible for you to escape from my palm today!"

Above the sky, the face of Chao Fengyang changed, and suddenly, the raging flames, like a wall of fire, swirled for dozens of miles, directly enveloping the entire heaven and earth, turning them into prisons, and besieging everyone in them.

The temperature between heaven and earth rises sharply, and the plane seems to be melting.

"I can only borrow your power again!"

Zhou Lang's eyes seemed to have a look of relief, and he looked at Zhou Moxuan, Zhuang Jian and the others, and also smiled.

"I'll contain Chao Fengyang, you guys leave quickly!"

When the words fell, Zhuang Jian was surprised to find that in front of Zhou Lang, there was a point of light slowly rising around him.

"What is this?"

"Godhead powder?"