The ancient Buddha of the burning lamp was furious, from the lotus golden bottle on the long body, full of fifty zhang high, a pair of big hands firmly pulled the tail of the dragon, rose up to the might, the golden dragon dragged back, Ao Yuzhen could not break free, couldn't help but be furious, the thick body flew back upside down, ready to use his body to encircle the ancient Buddha of the burning lamp, the power of this entanglement is quite amazing, the ancient Buddha did not dare to be careless, let go of the dragon body, and at the same time took off a string of dark red Buddha beads hanging from the neck, ready to set Ao Yuzhen in this Buddha beads, a Buddha and a dragon, you come and go, soon the battle is inseparable, for a time no one can get benefits。

Condensing Void Tianzun didn't want to really subdue the Dragon God of the East China Sea, he just wanted to catch Ling Han as soon as possible, return to Tianque Peak, and comprehend the Great Dao of Immortality, so without Ao Yuzhen's interference, it seemed that he would be able to hold Ling Han in his hand in the next moment, and the terrifying divine sense coercion made Ling Han unable to move at all, and he could only watch as the cyan giant hand pressed down on his head.

A crisp phoenix roar pierced through the clouds and cracked stones, and a gorgeous figure broke out of the sky, smashing the terrifying cyan giant hand into pieces, at this critical moment, Feng Sanniang finally arrived, not only did she arrive, but the powerful demon beast army behind her also arrived, Ling Han took a look, there were as many as thirty eleventh-level demon beasts that had been transformed, and there were hundreds of equally fierce tenth-level demon beasts, and there were many dense ones behind, and the most inferior ones also had the cultivation of the Shidan period.

Condensing the Void Heavenly Venerable stood in the void, looking at the tens of thousands of demon beast legions, his face was gloomy and a little terrifying, "Feng Sanniang, it's not good for you to stay in your Cangwu Mountain, why did you come here to join in the fun?"

"Who said that I must stay there if I was born in Cangwu Mountain, old lady, I can go wherever I like, and do you still use your bull-nosed old Taoist finger to point?" Feng Sanniang is not so good-tempered, and she has long been displeased with what Ning Xuan Tianzun did.

"It seems that the deity doesn't lock you up in the Demon Suppression Tower, and can't get rid of your ferocity, this is what you brought on yourself!" The tone of the always calm and cautious Ning Xuan Tianzun at this moment turned out to be a little hideous, he really didn't expect that a small Shidan stage monk would let himself pay such a heavy price and so many twists and turns, his cold eyes stared at Ling Han behind Feng Sanniang, if his eyes could kill people, Ling Han would have died hundreds of times.

"Okay, as long as you have that ability, the little ones, give me some spirit, people are bullied to our doorstep, if you don't give them some color to see, there will be no way to live in the future, completely eliminate these provocateurs, and witness our dignity with their blood!" Feng Sanniang's voice was high-pitched and excited, and it quickly stimulated the fighting spirit of the demon clan, her body moved, turned into a colorful fire phoenix, and rushed straight towards the Condensed Void Tianzun in mid-air, and the thousands of demon beasts that were already burning in anger behind her also roared and rushed into the dense crowd, and a tragic demon war broke out in an all-round way.

Feng Sanniang's cultivation is not far behind Ao Yuzhen, and one mouth is a terrifying flame, the extreme yang true fire that burns all things, and even the monks who return to the void period dare not be careless, not to mention those low-level monks, who finally escaped in the tail swing of the dragon, but turned into ashes under this flame, and swept away a large area at once, those monks in the early stage of the Yuan Infant didn't even have time to teleport, only had time to let out a terrible scream, and there was no news again.

Ning Xuan Tianzun couldn't care about Ling Han anymore, he could only deal with the raging and wild dance of the colorful divine phoenix first, he sacrificed a white whisk, thousands of silver filaments were angry in the wind, and soon restrained the colorful phoenix, so that he could no longer hurt other monks, Ning Xuan Tianzun made a move, Feng Sanniang also had to concentrate, she spread her wings and swept towards the sky, Ning Xuan Tianzun followed closely, the dust in his hand turned into a huge white cloud, covering the entire sky, and the two quickly fought to a height of nearly 10,000 miles.

"If you don't leave at this time, when will you stay?" Shangguan Yundun's divine sense said, at this moment, the entire periphery of the Desperate Valley was in chaos, falling into a state of stalemate, several top powers were in a bitter battle, almost all the demon beasts and human monks had encountered evenly matched opponents, and no one had time to care, it was indeed a rare opportunity to rescue Zi Ling'er, only by quickly rescuing Zi Ling'er and returning to the Desperate Valley could more killings be avoided.

Ling Han immediately rushed straight up to the high platform, originally he was submerged in the melee and was not noticeable, but now he soared into the sky, and suddenly became the target of everyone, many monks who did not fall into the fierce battle also quickly approached this high platform, but most of them were monks under the Jindan period, and both sides were afraid of the crazy slaughter of the high-level monks against the low-level monks, so almost every monk above the Yuan Infant Stage faced a demon beast above the tenth level, the main purpose of the demon clan was to delay time, and it was not really to fight with the human monks, so most of them were evenly matched, and no one could get benefits, but below the Jindan period, the human monks obviously had the upper hand in numbers, and as soon as Ling Hanfu appeared, so many monks with different intentions rushed over to chase and intercept them.

While flying rapidly, while probing the surrounding movements, Ling Han knew that this road was not so smooth, the first to rush was a group of Heavenly Sword Sect swordsmen, all blue robes, five-foot long swords, there were as many as eleven people, it looked quite powerful, the leader was Zhu Tou, who hated Ling Han to the core, his swollen cheeks had already returned to his original handsomeness, but his eyes became even more cold and vicious.

Ten Absolute Formations, it takes ten dead soldiers to use their lives to create opportunities for a swordsman who is responsible for assassination, once he has the heart of death, he can burst out with terrifying energy, Zhu Tou is the one responsible for assassination, he is very confident, even if Ling Han is a monk in the Shidan period, he is sure that he will kill with one blow, since the opening of the Heavenly Sword Sect, I don't know how many people have died under this move to move forward with the invincible killing, new hatred and old hatred, today he wants to double the return, it is close...... Closer, he seemed to have seen the beautiful blood splashed by the long sword piercing Ling Han's body, and in a trance he heard the crisp tearing sound of the sharp blade piercing into his body, and a bloodthirsty sneer appeared on his face.

What he didn't expect was that Ling Han was already a monk in the Blood Pill stage, and he had already practiced the eighth-level Soul Dementoring Dafa, and he was full of ambition to strike Ling Han without even turning his head, he just slapped his backhand very casually, and a monstrous blood wave roared, and the powerful force directly knocked these eleven people far away, Zhu Tou only felt that there was a blood red in front of him, his breathing stopped, and his body involuntarily flew upside down for nearly thirty zhang, his face was flushed, and he gritted his teeth, and the long sword was like a shock, and he quickly stabbed towards Ling Han.

Ling Han didn't want to hurt them, he just wanted to quickly rush to the high platform and save Zi Ling'er, but Zhu Tou, whose face was full of blood, blocked him again, Ling Han's heart became more and more irritable, and he said with a little hiss: "Don't get out of here, the one who stands in my way will die!"

Zhu Tou only felt the blood surging all over his body, he was a swordsman, he couldn't bear such contempt and insults, with a long roar, the three-foot-long sword gang broke out of the air, and the human sword was combined and stabbed towards Ling Han quickly, but the next moment he regretted it, he didn't even see how the soul made a move, he only felt a cold hand imprint on his head, the terrifying suction made the whole body Yuan force pour out, and then there was his own life essence, he opened his mouth wide but couldn't make a sound at all, his eyes turned from the initial ruthlessness to deep fear, and he soon lost consciousness。

Why is Zhu Tou called a pig's head, because he not only doesn't know the height of the sky, but also doesn't know how to advance or retreat, his eyes are empty, and the hot-blooded monk is the real pig's head in the Xiuzhen world.

A thin piece of paper fluttered and landed from the sky, and was soon smashed into crumbs by the Yuan Force that escaped everywhere, and it was all over the sky, and the ten dead soldiers who were originally ready to die generously saw this strange scene, and no longer dared to step forward, and quickly disappeared around Ling Han.

This killing god, it's always right to stay away from him, or those demon beasts that have not opened their minds are easier to deal with, but some people don't think so, just when Ling Han had just advanced ten zhang, he was stopped by a group of monks in moon-white monk robes, and the first to stand was a young monk with kind eyebrows and kind eyes...... Compassion for the heavens, although still very young, but like a monk who has attained the Tao, there is a looming Buddha light behind him, it looks quite majestic, it is the lamp of the ancient Buddha's personal disciple Jing Xuan.

"It's you again, do you really think I won't dare to kill you?" Ling Han's eyes had become fierce and abnormal, and a strange red glow flickered from time to time.

"Amitabha, Buddhism has a cloud 'I don't go to hell who goes to hell', the donor has deep roots, the poor monk is here to cross the donor out of the sea of suffering, and I hope that the donor will turn back as soon as possible, otherwise the little monk will lose his life, and he will bring you back to Leiyin Temple. Jing Xuan sat in the void, his expression calmed down a lot, but he could still vaguely see the strong fighting intent in his heart.

"I'm still the same sentence, whoever stands in my way will die!" Ling Han said hoarsely, like a dangerous beast, giving its last warning before attacking.