Since you want to do it, you must have to make the yellow finch behind, and set a trap to solve all the cranes and mussels!

Thinking about it like this, Wang Zhenling became more and more calm.

What a person fears most is that there is no use value.

And now the Red Emperor is obviously useful elsewhere, that is to say, Wang Zhenling is still safe at this time!

The sword light like a wave slashed the three-headed dragon god, and the sword light converged, faintly revealing an immortal island, floating in the air, like a mirage!

At the same time, the three-headed divine dragon was already covered in blood, and two of the three heads were missing, and they fled for their lives in panic.

"Senmpoong Island ......"

Among the cultivators of the end of the world, the two major superpowers, Yudu Mountain and Xianpeng Island, have already appeared on this world.

Interestingly, one of these two parties took refuge in the Red Emperor and the other in the Green Emperor.

But I don't know which side will have the last laugh?

But I don't know why, Wang Zhenling always feels that it should be on the side of the Red Emperor.

Because the Red Emperor's methods brought Wang Zhenling an extremely deep impression.

Wang Zhenling gave birth to a feeling that the Red Emperor was extremely powerful and would definitely win.

Especially when I saw that even though Xianpeng Island was born, it was overwhelming for a while, but the Qingdi was still calm, this feeling became clearer and clearer!

Xianpeng Island moved again, and the scene like a mirage swirled, turning into a sword light again.

Continue to slash at the fleeing three-headed dragon.

Seeing the sword light slashed, the last head of the three-headed dragon god could no longer be saved, and it was cut off by the sword light with a click.

But there was a ball of flame, which enveloped the three-headed dragon god at once, and the flames engulfed it in an instant.

The next moment, in the midst of that flame, a radiant god was born.

It was as if around the flames, spreading as if the huge wings of the flames were made up, and with a shake of his body, countless sparks, sparks, and flames fell.

The gods who turned into similar appearances also appeared around the flames, and they didn't know if they were thousands or tens of thousands for a while.

It's just that the flying fire god is full of light, and the flame gods flying around him are not half as tall as him.

Most of them are only three or five zhang, more than ten zhang high, even a hundred zhang high!

Obviously, the power of these flame gods is related to their size.

The taller the gods, the stronger their power became, and the larger the flame wings.

And as more and more sparks were falling from this god, his body was shrinking.

From 10,000 zhang to 8,000 zhang, but soon from 8,000 zhang to 5,000 zhang.

Eventually, when this deity became a thousand zhang or so, it was these flame gods flying all over the sky.

"This is Flame Heaven!"

The Red Emperor's face became solemn and said.

Although Wang Zhenling had already guessed, his heart couldn't help but shake slightly.

"Another powerful existence of the Emperor Rank......"

Although the flames of the three-headed dragon god were like gold, the essence of the power was purple.

This shows that this is an outland god who is not weaker than the emperor!

Countless flame gods flying in the air were already surrounded by sword light in the blink of an eye at this time.

"Light flame, defeat venom. Blood Eater Ghost God, still not surrender?"

The mouth of the flame heaven let out an incomparably majestic huge shout, and all the flame gods, the light spread.

Like a prison, Xianpeng Island, which has been transformed from a sword light form to a fairy island form, is trapped in it.

"Xianpeng Island is going to suffer!"

Wang Zhenling had such a thought in an instant, these flame gods were obviously ambushes that had been prepared for a long time.

Not to mention, they are so powerful!

You must know that the weakest of these flame gods flying in the sky will not be much weaker than Wang Zhenling!

Sneer......

One after another, the flames blasted towards the cage-trapped Xianpeng Island, and the thundering Xianpeng Island rippled with layers of white light like ocean waves.

At the same time, it can also be seen that on that Xianpeng Island, many cultivators have emerged, maintaining a large mountain protection array to resist such attacks.

However, at most, it was only a stalemate for a while, and the White Light Mountain Protection Array of Xianpeng Island had already been broken, and countless cultivators were burned by the flames, screaming and turning into flying ashes.

Those cultivators, at the very least, are all Quanzhen Dao people, and those who can play a role in this kind of battlefield will never be weaker than Wang Zhenling.

However, in such an instant, I didn't know that dozens of them were burned to death!

After crossing from the end of the world to this world, and after decades of dismal management, he accumulated such a small amount of family foundation, and most of it was almost finished at once.

And this is not over yet, countless flames continue to burn towards Xianpeng Island, as if they want to refine the entire Xianpeng Island like this.

"Isn't the Blue Emperor going to make a move? If you don't make a move, it's too late!"

The Red Emperor smiled faintly.

Xianpeng Island is the most powerful ally of the Qing Emperor, and at such a time, of course, the Qing Emperor cannot sit back and watch the complete defeat of Xianpeng Island.

At this time, the Green Emperor finally made a move!

Almost just before the Red Emperor finished speaking, the clouds stirred in the air, and one after another light descended on the battlefield, and finally turned into a divine seal and fell.

When the divine seal is sacrificed, the heavens and the earth are discolored, and the sun and moon have no light, as if the light of the whole world has been annihilated.

However, in the next moment, all the light flashed out at the same time, and countless rays of light burst out.

With such a level of master, Wang Zhenling is not qualified to understand it at all.

Even if he just watched, he didn't know what was going on.

But at this time, Wang Zhenling's whisper of the Red Emperor came from his ears, and said, "I brought you here this time to ask you to do me a favor!"

"What's the busy?"

Wang Zhenling's heart sank, and he was wondering when the relationship between the Red Emperor and himself had become so good, and he actually brought himself to see the excitement.

But he heard the Red Emperor laugh lowly: "Find a chance to kill Hou Yizhi for me!"

Wang Zhenling's heart was shocked: "What?"

Both he and Emperor Chi knew that although Hou Yizhi fell off his horse just now, he was not dead, and his luck was still there.

"It's okay if you don't want to help kill Hou Yizhi," the voice of the Red Emperor still came, and said, "Then kill Gongsun Ce for me, it's okay, right?"

Wang Zhenling said: "How is it possible, these people are all humane dragons and snakes, and they have a long luck, how can I kill ......?"

Before he finished speaking, the Red Emperor had already said meaningfully: "Nonsense, if you can't kill it, what did I ask you to do?"

After the matter is completed, I will make you the Lingjun, and rule the ghosts and gods of Lingzhou, Yin Si!"

After speaking, without waiting for Wang Zhenling to agree, he had already flown into the darkness and disappeared. I want to talk about "Mythical Oven" with more like-minded people, "Chat with more book friends about your favorite books."