"Bump!"

An extremely graceful figure slammed into the enchantment, opened its mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and its eyes were cold and fierce at the three people in front of him.

"Haha, Purgatory Dragon Wolf, as a wolf king with dragon blood, why should you surrender to a little kid, I am a hundred times stronger than him, it is better to take refuge in me, as long as you tell me where he went, I promise to reward you well, how about it." A handsome black-haired man looked at the red smoke with a wicked smile on his face, and his eyes showed greed in his eyes.

Aside from the noble bloodline of the red smoke and the powerful racial talent and strength, the human body it incarnates is the red eye of the person.

The cold and confident, with a slight hint of unapproachability, as well as the charming and moving face, and the desperate body that makes people want to move, is crazy for a man.

"Dreaming, I won't give in to anyone except the master, especially a despicable and shameless villain like you, it's just wishful thinking." The crimson smoke eyes were full of contempt and disdain.

In her opinion, if this person hadn't attacked her, how could she have been so seriously injured, and now she had a face of charity that was extremely disgusting.

"Damn, you little wolf demon, it's your blessing that Brother Song can take a fancy to you, don't be ignorant." Wei Xingzhen said angrily.

"That's right, follow Brother Song, the benefits you can get are beyond your imagination, hurry up and tell the whereabouts of that little bastard, now it is your only chance to cast the light and abandon the darkness." Guo Yuan also followed the road.

Song Ji was very satisfied, but on the surface, he waved his hand and asked very plainly, "How did you think about it?" ”

Crimson Smoke scoffed at him and did not respond to him at all.

Song Ji's face instantly became gloomy, he raised his hand and his divine power rolled, and he slapped the red smoke in the air with one palm, and the momentum on his body also burst out, it was actually a five-rank battle emperor!

The red smoke is equivalent to the third-rank Battle Emperor, even if she has the blood of the Ancient Purgatory Dragon and is physically strong, she can only match the fourth-grade Battle Emperor, not to mention that she is still seriously injured.

In the face of this Song Ji's casual palm, he was also powerless, and the graceful and delicate body of Crimson Yan slammed into the enchantment again, half-kneeling on the ground, a large mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth, and the breath on her body was much weaker.

Her internal organs were all hurt, and she didn't even have the strength to stand up.

"Let me ask again, where is Yue Yan?" Song Jisen said coldly, his voice full of impatience.

He had already seen that Crimson Smoke had not taken him seriously at all, and it was impossible for him to surrender, so he was ready to do it, if Crimson Smoke was still so ignorant, he would immediately do it, and let his soul fly away.

"No comment!" Crimson Yan coldly spat out four words.

Song Ji's blood surged, and he was already angry in the face of the red smoke that had opposed him three or four times, and he didn't even bother to say nonsense, and when he raised his hand, a palm of divine power hundreds of zhang in size slapped towards the red smoke.

Seeing the huge palm print, the red smoke was already powerless, and she could only watch the palm print gradually approach, and the god of death seemed to be walking towards her, slowly closing her eyes.

Scared? Afraid, everyone is afraid of death.

Regret it? I don't regret it, after all, if you make a choice, you have to have the absolute realization of dying at any time.

But she was unwilling to die at the hands of a despicable villain, and she went to take a good look at the time outside.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, followed by a crazy explosion of divine power, and the tremors trembled violently for dozens of miles, but the feeling of death disappeared.

Crimson Yan opened his eyes suddenly, looked at the figure in front of him, his eyes showed complicated emotions, and said softly: "Master." ”

"Don't worry, I'll leave it to me next, you can stabilize your injuries first." Yue Yan said softly.

In the next second, he turned his head, his eyes instantly became cold, and the temperature of this world seemed to have dropped a lot.

Yue Yan's momentum also exploded, the eight-rank battle king!

Compared with before, it has been upgraded to two grades.

Guo Yuan and Wei Xingzhen glanced at each other, their eyes were full of shock and murderous intent, in just two or three days, Yue Yan became a little stronger, I am afraid that the two of them will not be able to deal with it together, such a talent is terrifying, fortunately they called Song Ji.

They believed that even if Yue Yan's hole cards were endless, he would only be crushed in front of the Five Rank Battle Emperor.

Song Ji looked at Yue Yan, and said with disdain in his eyes: "You are Yue Yan?" ”

"Hand of Chaos!" Yue Yan didn't talk much nonsense at all, the Chaos Ancient Divine Power erupted wildly, and a Chaos Giant Hand the size of a hundred zhang poked out of nothingness, and wherever he passed, even the space was temporarily turned into chaos, exuding the aura of the origin of heaven and earth.

"Bastard! The Great Sage King's Palm! Song Ji scolded angrily, and the golden divine power erupted wildly, and the heaven and earth trembled continuously.

A palm the size of thousands of zhang slapped towards Yue Yan and the red smoke, and there seemed to be endless saints chanting on the giant palm, and there were countless ancient holy texts, which made people can't help but want to bow down and surrender.

It was as if a giant and a baby-like giant palm collided together, there was no terrifying energy explosion, and there was no space to shatter inch by inch, the baby-like palm print actually hit Song Ji directly against the giant-like palm.

The speed was so fast that even Song Ji's cultivation of the Five-Rank Battle Emperor had no time to dodge, so he could only hastily display a defensive battle technique that was not profound.

But that combat skill only lasted for a moment, then it shattered, and directly hit Song Ji's body, and the terrifying divine power exploded, causing him to instantly turn into a meteor and fly out fiercely.

Guo Yuan and Wei Xingzhen were dumbfounded, thinking that they were dazzled, and hurriedly rubbed their eyes, only to discover this terrible fact.

How is it possible that an eight-rank battle king can beat a five-rank battle emperor away.

While the two of them didn't believe it, Yue Yan's face also turned a little pale, this Chaos Hand was really too consuming divine power, and it had consumed nearly half of his divine power just now, but he also knew in his heart that with his current strength, it was impossible to severely damage a Five-Rank Battle Emperor with this blow, but he was extremely satisfied with the power of this Chaos Hand.

If his cultivation could step into the Nine-Rank Battle King, I am afraid that he would be able to reluctantly fight with the Five-Rank War Emperor, but now he is not an opponent at all.

Really.

It didn't take long for that amazing divine power to erupt, and a meteor smashed towards Yue Yan, no, it should be said that it was the furious Song Ji.

"Nine-grade battle soul, killing the king halberd, the human soul is one, God kills!"

Song Ji directly released all the means, and the momentum of his whole body climbed several notches, as if he was a god and demon, and he was simply unstoppable.

"Whew!" Yue Yan exhaled lightly and spoke lightly.

"The fourth seal of the Burning Sky Seal, the fourth seal of the Extreme Cold, break it for me!"