Chapter 437, the Golden Wheel of the Great Day, the Prince Land Press!

"The sun is really hot, the golden wheel of the great sun!"

A huge sound came in an instant, a blazing light surrounded the sky, the flames were boiling, and the sun was in the sky, from far to near, turning into a golden rainbow and rushing over.

"Boom!"

The golden brilliance, as vast as an ocean, boiled out like a tsunami, and everything around Yang Jian was steamed and turned into flying ashes.

"Second brother, be careful!" Yang Chan shouted, the mana moved with his heart, and above his body, a ray of light flashed away.

But her mana had long been depleted, and the light of her mana only flickered, and then it was extinguished in an instant.

"Bang!"

In the blink of an eye, Yang Jian was shrouded in endless gold, and was instantly shrouded by the true fire of the sun, blazing and silent, burning the void and distorting, as if a fire man appeared there.

The golden light was dazzling, burning the void, and the true fire of the sun surrounded him!

"Slash!"

Yang Jian's whole body was red, his clothes were burned and torn, revealing his skin as clear as jade, and his blood vessels burst one by one, as if blood dragons were surging.

He held the Emperor Yu axe, and the mana of his whole body was immersed in it, and with unparalleled strength, he slashed forward.

Rumble!

The axe light swept out, the firelight was split, the law was cut off, and the true fire of the sun in the sky was gradually dissipating.

The breeze was slow, and a young man stepped thousands of miles from afar.

"Brother!" the young man shouted, and came to the five golden crow spirits, the true fire of the sun was filled, intertwined with the fire in the sky.

The golden crow spirit was in a trance, hazy, as if it had been imprisoned by someone, ignorant and obscure, like a puppet.

"Wu Clan Houyi?!Actually gave birth to this peach mountain with my brother's sun spirit qi?!What a damn!" The young man gritted his teeth, and he felt the residual breath of the sun-shooting bow from the breath of the five golden crow spirits.

"The sun is really hot, the origin is connected! Brother, go home with me! I will definitely restore you to your senses!"

Suddenly, a chirp shook the mountains and rivers, resounding through the heavens and the earth, the young man was around, the fire dragon was entangled, a three-legged golden crow, rising in the sky, the vast true fire, connected with the heaven and the earth, and the great sun in the sky, competing for glory together!

"Wow!"

The golden crow spirit roared, the golden brilliance flowed, flapped its wings, set off endless divine fire, the mountains collapsed, the riverbed dried up, everything withered, and all living beings perished...... In just a moment, all the land within a million miles of Peach Mountain turned into a mountain of flames!

"Ahh

"Mother, mother, Emperor Yu axe, cut me!"

Yang Jian was shocked, he couldn't take care of a lot, the eight or nine Xuangong ran with all his might, resisting the erosion of the sun's true fire, coughing up a mouthful of essence blood, sprinkled on the emperor's axe, above the blood light, the edge was incomparable, like a god who opened the world.

Bang!

The axe light was sharp and incomparable, with an indestructible momentum, cutting off the fire dragon, disintegrating the true fire, and with a click, a piece of golden blood swayed out, accompanied by the dissolution of the true fire of the sun.

A chirp sounded, and the spirit of a three-legged golden crow was torn apart on the spot, and its soul flew away and dissipated into the world.

The axe light is like a rainbow, still moving forward, splitting the peach mountain, and at the same time there is a sound of clicking, as if cutting some kind of restraint, the remaining four golden crow spirits immediately flew out, straight to the universe, swirling in the sky, as if to reproduce the ancient period, the scene of the great sun across the sky.

"Brother!" The young man was stunned, knowing that the restraint that bound his brother's spirit had been cut off by that axe light, and he didn't have time to think about it, he hooked the origin of the sun in his body, and pinched the mystical magic with both hands to take back the four golden crow spirits.

"Mother, mother..."The peach mountain split, Yang Jian immediately rushed over, and where he saw it, the sun was filled with real fire, the river waterfall disappeared, and wisps of smoke and clouds steamed.

Through the smoke and clouds, through the true fire of the sun, Yang Jian came to the bottom of the peach mountain, everything was burned, and Yao Ji's figure was gone, and it seemed to dissipate together with this vast real fire.

"Mother, mother, don't scare Erlang, come out quickly, come out quickly!" Yang Jian didn't want to believe the truth that Yao Ji was missing and was burned by the true fire of the sun, so he roared loudly and searched frantically.

"Meet His Royal Highness the Little Prince!" Outside the Peach Mountain, the rolling black clouds swept in, and the demons appeared in the void, and the demon gods Bai Ze and Ying Zhao took a step forward one after another, looking at the young man with hope, "Your Royal Highness the Little Prince, how is the spirit of your Royal Highnesses?"

The young man shook his head, nodded again, and said rather frustratedly: "This prince is a step late, and he only recovered the spirit of the four brothers, and six brothers died under Yang Jian's Emperor Yu axe. ”

"Yang Jian?!Yang Jian'an dares to act so recklessly?!"

"I must have Yang Jian, blood debt and blood repayment!"

"If he wants to save Yaoji, he can save himself, why do you want to kill the spirit of the prince of my demon clan?!"

"This hatred and hatred will never be extinguished!"

"It's not just Yang Jian, but also the Wu Clan! It was the Wu Clan's Great Witch Hou Yi who killed the nine princes with a sun-shooting bow!"

The demons roared angrily, and the crowd was excited, completely hating the Wu clan and Yang Jian.

"Huh, there's a fainted Terran woman over here?" Suddenly, a big demon saw the woman lying on the ground and let out a cry of surprise.

"I know her, she is Yang Jian's own sister, Yang Chan!" a big demon spoke, "Kill this woman first, then kill Yang Jian, and finally settle accounts with the Wu Clan!"

"That's exactly how it should be!"

The young man looked indifferent and frowned, but he still didn't say anything after all, but the two demon gods, Bai Ze and Ying Zhao, didn't speak, and between their eyebrows, they were slightly sad.

"Kill!"

A tall demon man came out of the battle, his eyes were wide, as sharp as a knife, and his momentum was as calm as a mountain; at the center of his eyebrows, a black long sword rushed out, black as ink, and the mist was hazy, turning into a black light, piercing through the void, and slashing towards Yang Chan!

This blow was full of killing, without the slightest pity for the jade.

"Human Emperor Seal!"

A magnificent sound penetrated, and a phantom flashed, turning into a purple gold magic seal, heavy as a mountain, collapsing the clouds, and directly shattering the black long sword into pieces.

The purple gold magic seal was unabated, and the bright light shone on the sky, heading straight for the demon clan, as if it was about to collapse with it.

"No, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince save me!"

The demon clan was terrified, his mana shook, and his demonic spirit rushed into the sky, wanting to block it, but the human emperor's seal was shattered in an instant, and a crisis of death lingered.

"The Great Day Golden Wheel!"

The young man's expression was indifferent, but he still took a step forward, his hands intertwined, and a golden golden crow rose out, turning into a huge golden wheel, colliding with the human emperor seal.

Rumble!

The divine brilliance was shining, the sparks were dotted, and the golden wheel and the magic seal were broken and scattered at the same time.

"Human Emperor, what do you mean by this? The human race and the demon race have only been at war for a few years, do you still want to start a big war again?!" the young man shouted in a deep voice.

"Little Prince of the Demon Clan, should I call you Lu Press, or should I call you Dari Rulai?" The void was disillusioned, and several figures walked out of it, "You are under my eyelids, you want to kill my people, and you still ask me what I mean?!"

"Yang Jian killed my brother's spirit, I killed his sister, even Nuwa Niangniang can't say anything?!" Lu Jian said in a deep voice, just said Nuwa Niangniang, and couldn't help but flash a trace of unnaturalness.

"In ancient times, ten days in the sky, the Wu clan praised his father, and died day by day;

Li Lin slowly spoke, looking directly at Lu Quan, "Your nine elder brothers have fallen since ancient times, they are just spirits, and they will be killed if they are killed;

"Human Emperor, you ......"

Thundered!

At this moment, the earth was shaking, the mountains were roaring, and an incomparable breath rose to the sky, shooting straight into the stars!