There were still more than ten kilometers away from the Yan clan, and Wuchen followed the big beast to make the non-stop dynasty clan rush back.

From time to time, his eyes lifted and looked at the sky above the Yan clan. The two demonic beast phantoms, one blue and one red, continued to entangle, and a faint huge cry penetrated the clouds and reached everyone's ears, and suddenly an imminent sense of crisis permeated the hearts of everyone, including the great beast envoy.

"Faster!"

Yan Batian and Yan Potian shouted in unison, and after finishing their words, the powerful Yuan Force of the gesture changed through their bodies and condensed into a complex palm print, which was gently imprinted on the sealing beasts under each of them, and suddenly the figures of the Gale Tiger and the Three-Tailed Silver Fox soared, and their running speed was even greater!

Seeing this, he was nervous, but also had some expectations in Wuchen's heart. His eyes were shining at the changes in the gestures of the two great beast envoys, and he coveted the so-called beast control mudra.

Just as Wuchen's gaze glanced slightly at the movements of the two great beast envoys, the Yan clan in the distance was experiencing the most exciting battle ever.

Two huge demonic beast phantoms fought fiercely in the sky, and the scene became more and more intense, gradually beyond the scope of what people could know.

Patches of fiery red feathers floated down from mid-air, but when they were still a few meters above the ground, they suddenly turned into clusters of flames and burned out.

Also having this anomaly was the ice-blue Nine Shadows Ice Luan, whose feathers were pecked by the opponent's fierce attacks, and then when it was still a few meters away from the ground, it instantly turned into a cloud of broken ice and sprinkled on the ground.

And as time goes on, as the battle continues, these feathers fall faster and faster. The feathers that turned into flames and crumbled ice increased even more. So much so that when the battle was at a fever pitch, the entire Yan clan seemed to be shrouded in a shijie of ice and fire.

On one side was the burning flames, and on the other side was the bitter cold ice.

Seeing this, many weak people ran home very interestingly, not daring to approach. Only the children of the Yan clan with a little strength, such as Yan Xiangfei and several other beast masters of the Yan clan, can barely sustain themselves, but they are still very hard, and they are under great pressure in their hearts.

"How long is this going to be?"

Suddenly, Yan Xiangfei couldn't stand such a strange scene anymore and shouted loudly. Especially with the burning and icy beast feathers around him, Yan Xiangfei, who had been tormented for a long time, was miserable.

However, for Yan Xiangfei's cheers, the middle-aged man continued to make one lip shape after another with his mouth slightly open, commanding the demonic beast phantom in mid-air from afar to continue to fight.

Su Ling was a little distracted by Yan Xiangfei's shouting, but in this short moment, the other party seized the opportunity and took advantage of the situation to explode.

At a certain moment, the so-called Yan Feng in the sky swelled again, and in an instant, it became twice the size of Bingluan. A pounce, a pair of sharp claws fiercely grabbed Bingluan's back!

Suddenly, Bingluan was hit hard and fell from the clouds, and pieces of ice-blue beasts fell like raindrops, and a terrible scream rang out, and the sound was extremely loud, spreading in all directions. At the same time, Su Ling spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale in an instant.

At the same moment, Wuchen, who was about to arrive at the Yan clan, heard this scream, and felt a pain in his heart, and he panicked and became uneasy for no reason.

"Mother is in danger!" Wuchen shouted, and pulled Yan Batian's clothes tightly as he spoke, "Hurry up!"

Hearing this, although Yan Batian didn't understand that Weishenme Wuchen would be so excited, he still decisively used his means again to increase the speed of the three-tailed silver fox under him a lot.

Not long after, the building complex of the Yan clan had already appeared in the eyes of several people. And as the distance closes, everything becomes clearer.

"Sure enough, it's them!"

When there were still thousands of meters away from the Yan clan group, the sharp-eyed Yan Batian and Yan Potian saw the situation on the periphery of the Yan clan at a glance. A group of people who had a relationship with each other and rode different magical beasts were among them.

However, for the shouts of the two great beast envoys, Wuchen didn't have the heart to pay attention. Instead, his gaze swept through the crowd of people gathered, and suddenly fixed on a familiar figure.

And the figure that was stared at by Wuchen also seemed to sense the attention of others, slowly turned around, and looked through the crowd at a familiar figure thousands of kilometers away, and suddenly reversed the fierce momentum just now and turned soft.

"Dust"

The woman's tone was weak, and it was obvious that she was not lightly hurt, but her voice was magical, and when it appeared, it immediately made the surroundings quiet. Everyone looked at the woman, following the woman's gaze behind them.

When they saw the big beast envoy who was rushing towards here not far behind, and the few people who were fighting on behalf of the family, they were all excited and trembling.

The news of Yan Wuchen's victory had reached the clan half a day earlier, and everyone had a long breath of turbidity in their hearts, and the depression that had accumulated for many years was swept away. However, just when everyone was about to warmly welcome a few people in triumph, it was really difficult to get excited.

So much so that the excitement of seeing the Great Beast Envoy and others at the beginning of the year suddenly became extremely unnatural, and his gaze slowly moved to those people from outside the mountain, which had a complicated meaning.

In the complicated gaze of everyone, the big beast made several people finally come closer.

As soon as he settled, Wuchen hurriedly turned over and got off the three-tailed silver fox, and came to Su Ling in front of Su Ling in a few steps with everyone's stunned eyes.

And when she saw that her mother's face was pale at this time, and her breath was weak, infinite anger suddenly rose in Wuchen's pupils.

A pair of fists clenched tightly, and the nails were eager to be embedded in the palms, "Who did it!"

Silence, silence all around.

If it is said that before the person shows his strength, everyone will definitely point out this person without hesitation. But after experiencing a shocking scene, everyone can't afford to have the courage to point out at this moment.

But even so, Wuchen can still find some clues from everyone's eyes.

Turning around slowly, Wuchen's eyes were red and staring at the middle-aged man, and the cold words were squeezed out from between his teeth full of anger, "What did you do?"

Although the other party's body exuded an aura that was stronger than that of the Great Beast Envoy, Wuchen still had no fear. At the same time as he spoke, his muscles tensed, as if as long as the other party nodded in acknowledgement, he would rush forward without hesitation.

However, in the face of Wuchen's questioning, the middle-aged man who was asked let out a sneer, and his gaze directly skipped Wuchen and looked at Su Ling.

"This is the son of the waste?"