The body was blasted into the depths of the molten lava, and the clothes on Zhang Yan's body were instantly burned into ashes, and the hot molten slurry burned his body, even with Zhang Yan's strong physical body, in a moment, his skin became red, and it seemed to be oozing blood.

It was as if thousands of ants were biting at the flesh and blood The pain instantly flooded his brain, but he gritted his teeth and endured it, allowing the terrifying molten lava to burn his body.

Even, the surrounding molten slurry began to penetrate into his skin little by little under Zhang Yan's deliberate action, he wanted to devour the refining molten lava, wanted to quench the flesh through this means, and wanted to condense another Origin God Pattern, and he was doing this.

This scene, if you look at it in the eyes of ordinary people, you will definitely be shocked and speechless.

However, the current situation does not allow him to do so.

In the depths of the crimson lava, a huge red shadow floated and swam, and it was gradually approaching Zhang Yan little by little.

Feeling the faint aura that was approaching, Zhang Yan's body trembled suddenly, and he immediately cut off and devoured it, and immediately focused all his attention on the hot molten slurry around him.

"Phew..."

The molten slurry shook, and a slight sound came from behind him. Zhang Yan turned around violently, but saw nothing, only gently fluctuating molten lava.

"Phew..."

The strange voice sounded behind Zhang Yan again, and when he turned around, there was still nothing.

Suddenly, a loud rumbling sound came from the depths of the molten lava beneath him, and a huge red shadow rushed up at lightning speed, swallowing a giant mouth at him.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhang Yan's heart trembled suddenly, the Xuan Qi in his body suddenly surged, the seal in his hand changed instantly, and a cry of a vermilion bird resounded in the molten lava, the sound wave spread, the molten pulp rolled violently, and a molten tsunami was set off in an instant.

Inside the molten lava, countless pure flame breath swirled around Zhang Yan's body, and a flame Vermilion Bird the size of seven or eight zhang condensed and formed, in this molten world, only the power of the Vermilion Bird could be exerted to the maximum.

The Flame Vermilion Bird swept towards the huge strange crimson shadow, and the molten slurry separated wherever it passed. Moreover, the flame aura in the surrounding molten slurry was still surging towards the Flame Suzaku, making its ferocity even stronger.

"Boom!!"

The flame Vermilion Bird collided with the huge strange shadow in front of it, and a loud sound spread, and a violent energy storm came out of the molten world with the loud noise, and suddenly set off a column of molten flames dozens of feet high.

A strong vibration spread, and in the sky, a man who had already turned around and was about to leave immediately stopped, and immediately turned around, looking at the molten flame pillar that rose into the sky with a deep gaze.

"That kid from the Soul Realm isn't even dead, and he's still fighting with someone. ”

Boom......

Zhang Yan's figure broke through the molten and flew into the sky, but a martial technique that had already been prepared for him immediately fell, slamming into his body, sending it flying towards the molten world below again.

At this moment, the molten slurry was like a huge mountain, and the blazing molten slurry slid down like a splash, and the huge figure covered in the molten gradually emerged, an eight-winged flame beast!

The moment he saw the eight-winged Yanhuang beast, Zhang Yan's pupils shrank suddenly, and the Xuan Qi in his body immediately rushed away, and he quickly stopped his body flying towards the former.

The eight-winged Yanhuang Beast, with a pair of crimson crystal spiral horns on its head, has a lava body like a giant mountain, and four pairs of lava giant wings behind it, its body is covered with red lines, and the hot molten slurry gushes out of its body, flowing down along the lines, which looks quite shocking to the eye.

The crimson eyes stared at Zhang Yan's body, and the eight-winged Yanhuang beast immediately roared angrily, and the molten slurry dripped down, but it was as huge as a piece of hot rock.

The wind swept through the space, and a scorching wave of air hit him head-on, and the wind blade cut Zhang Yan's cheeks in pain.

There was a shock in his heart, and he could see without thinking about it that the strength of the eight-winged flame emperor beast in front of him had definitely reached the late stage of the seventh-order demon beast, and although it was still some distance from the peak, it was not far away.

The demon beast of the late stage of the seventh order is equivalent to the powerhouse of the Xuanhua Realm among the human cultivators, and his strength is extraordinary, if he really takes a blow, the taste will definitely penetrate into his bone marrow and make him unforgettable for life.

Swish......

A sharp sound of breaking wind sounded, and a crimson phantom flashed in the air, and the huge palm of the eight-winged flame beast grabbed at Zhang Yan, who was closest to him.

As soon as Zhang Yan's body moved, his speed exploded to the extreme in an instant, and an afterimage flickered, narrowly dodging the attack of the eight-winged Flame Emperor Beast.

However, before he could stabilize his figure, that familiar aura came from behind him again, and this time, the momentum of the attack on the martial arts was even greater than before, and the ferocity had increased several times.

The third sneak attack, no matter how good Zhang Yan's heart is, he has reached the point where he can't bear it anymore. As soon as his body moved, he disappeared into the same space, and this time, he used Qing'er's power.

The martial technique that killed Zhang Yan failed, and the figure of the man who was smug in the sky immediately trembled, and his face suddenly became heavy, but he couldn't see the slightest panic.

"Friend, it seems like a sneak attack. Not far behind the man, Zhang Yan's figure walked out of the space slowly, with an extremely flat expression on his face, so flat that it became weird.

"It does feel good, but it doesn't seem to be useful, so it's not much fun. The man turned his back to Zhang Yan and said with a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were looking at the eight-winged Yanhuang beast below.

The sudden appearance of the eight-winged flame beast instantly attracted a lot of attention, and there was a trace of surprise and curiosity on its face.

Most of the people who appeared here were from not weak forces, and they naturally recognized the existence of the Eight-Winged Yanhuang Beast, and even some people still had a good understanding of it.

But no one interfered in the matter of the eight-winged Yanhuang beast, but set their eyes on Zhang Yan and the mysterious man in the sky.

"Since it's good, let you also taste what it's like to be so good. Zhang Yan said.

"I'm afraid, with you as a little person at the peak of the Xuan Soul Realm, you can't do it, you don't understand how big the gap between the Xuan Hua Realm and the Xuan Soul Realm is, of course, there is a little exclusion. The man paused, and said with a mocking tone, "Unless you have a bad brain!"

As soon as the man's words fell, Zhang Yan's voice sounded very close to his ears, and the man's heart was suddenly stunned, and he immediately turned around in shock, only to find that the latter's body was still standing in place, not moving, and most of the fear that emerged in his heart suddenly dissipated.

And, just as the man was breathing a sigh of relief, Zhang Yan's fist had already slammed into his lower abdomen.

The heavy muffled sound was mixed with the screams of pain, and at the same time, the man's body bent, and Zhang Yan's right hand had already grabbed his head, and then slammed into the jacked knee, and the bones that were harder than the king-rank weapon collided with the man's face, and it was conceivable what the ending was.

Although the man has refined the beast soul essence, the final result will not change at all. Because, what Zhang Yan is using now is not simply his own power!

Click!!

The crisp sound of bones shattering spread, and the onlookers not far away only felt their hearts twitch, as if they deeply understood the pain that the man was suffering now, and some people subconsciously reached out and touched their cheeks, and found that there was nothing unusual before they breathed a sigh of relief.

After borrowing part of Yuan Mu Lao's power, now he can directly kill the man in his hands in seconds, but Zhang Yan will not do that, he wants to make the man feel collapsed from the bottom of his heart.

Bang!

The three sounds that sounded again tugged at everyone's hearts, Zhang Yan's knees were already stained with blood, and the man's face had completely collapsed and become unrecognizable, and his whole person's aura was much weaker.

With a casual flick of his hand without care, the man's body fell straight towards the eight-winged Yanhuang beast below.

At this time, Zhang Yan raised his palm and grasped it, and suddenly the silver-blue thunder in his palm surged, and then transformed into a real thunder spear condensed from thunder. Immediately after, a ray of red flame spread over it, instantly covering the Thunder Lance completely. Under the birth of thunder and fire, the power of the thunder fire spear became extremely terrifying, and the surrounding space shook slightly.

The body didn't move for half a minute, just the arm fell, and the thunder fire spear turned into a sky-breaking streamer and shot towards the man, the speed was so fast, it appeared ten meters in front of the man in the blink of an eye.

Seeing the thunder fire spear coming fiercely, the man suddenly recovered from the shock of being beaten to the ground, and immediately lifted a breath in his body, and struggled to mobilize the power in his body to make the immobile body make a slight shift, which narrowly avoided the vital points of the body.

Poof!

The thunderfire spear pierced the sky, brushing the man's shirt on his right shoulder and shoulder, and with a trace of blood, he plundered the eight-winged Flame Beast below.

When the thunderfire spear arrived, the eight-winged flame beast's arm flickered, and the spear was firmly grasped in his hand.

"Roaring ......"

With an earth-shattering roar, the eight-winged flame beast's thick lava arm like a towering ancient tree waved, and the thunder fire spear burst back, killing the man again to everyone's surprise.

Seeing this, the man's heart was suddenly shocked, but he could only grit his teeth and urge the Xuan Qi to avoid the thunder fire spear again, but this time, the speed of the thunder fire spear was too fast, so fast that before he could completely use it, it had pierced through his left shoulder and swept towards the sky.

The left shoulder was pierced, blood was gushing, thunder and flames were attached to the man's skin and muscles like maggots on the tarsal bones, and the severe pain reached deep in the brain, allowing the man to regain his consciousness at this moment.

The vast mystical qi possessed by the powerhouse of the Xuanhua Realm surged, and I saw that the man's face, which had collapsed to a complete disfigurement, began to return to its original state little by little. The thunder and flames covered by the blood hole in his left shoulder were directly dispersed, and the flesh and blood grew, and the blood hole was slowly healing under some magical power.