In an instant, the black clouds in the sky rolled, thunder and lightning, the nine great saints surrounded Gu Cang, Gu Cang's body was three hundred zhang long, flying and circling, the whole body was full of golden light, the dragon swung its tail and flew a great sage out, the size of the golden claws was comparable to a small demonic beast, everywhere it went, the sea of clouds was entangled, and the vast cyclone was full of ups and downs.

At this moment, on the blue sea below, a hundred and ten whirlpools appeared, and Changsun Yu's face disappeared vaguely, and when he looked at it again, seventeen or eighteen rays of light of different colors rushed out of the blue sea.

The first person with purple clothes and long hair, stepping on a golden dragon, still couldn't say: "Yuxu Lao'er, dare to fight with me?!"

The saint went out to fight, the battle between the human race and the Dragon Valley had broken out, and Yu Xuzi was humiliated by the purple flame many times, and he was furious, and the golden sword in his hand shouted: "My generation should kill the demon and subdue the demon today, kill the demon dragon, kill me!"

Under the order of one person, the clouds moved in all directions, and the arrows of the talisman in the sky rushed straight into the blue sea, and countless monks and soldiers flew up and rushed towards the blue sea, and the jade void was full of anger and approached the purple flame.

The Purple Flame Imperial Dragon came, also holding a long sword in his hand, and the two of them fought in one place with killing intent, the sword aura was like a rainbow, and the divine dragon roared.

At this moment, above the blue waves below, the waves were monstrous, and countless dragon shadows rushed out, rushing towards the Terran monks with great ferocity, and some monks were torn to pieces by the claws of the long dragon in an instant, and blood spilled into the sky.

The magic weapon is famous, the Taoist flag is displayed, the demon subduing weapons are endless, the Shenwu army talisman arrows are flying all over the sky, and the Taoist leaders and ink sword disciples are rising one by one to kill towards the blue sea.

Suddenly, there were fierce beasts roaring, and there were a lot of strange-looking fierce beasts in the Daomen army, some of them had sharp-beaked monkey gills, sharp claws, and some of their big wings trembled, and their bloody mouths were wide open...... It is Shushan that raises the thirteen divine beasts, and at this time, the demon dragon is fighting, and these thirteen divine beasts naturally have a place to use.

Under the roar, they rushed towards the demon dragon in the air and fought each other!

Although the Shushan Divine Beast is small, it is not afraid of the huge dragon body, but it is quick and alert, whether it grasps the flaws of the dragon clan and launches a fatal blow.

There was a bloody rain and bloody wind above the blue sea, and there were constantly huge dragon bodies and human monks falling, but more monks and dragons rushed together, galloping flying swords, all kinds of roaring magic weapons, and fast and changeable dragon bodies were entangled in one place, and for a while, the shouting of killing shook the sky, and the dragon roar shook all directions.

This battle was actually a battle of equal strength, with monks constantly rushing to fight, and a large number of dragon warriors pouring out of the blue sea, anger burning one after another, and hatred intertwined towards the Terran monks rushing madly

There are fighting figures everywhere, there are nine saints besieging the ancient Canglong Emperor above the sky, there are many figures above the blue sea, the dragon body is circling, the beast roars and the dragon roars, and the shouting of killing shocks the sky, and even there are many small and agile demon dragons in the jungle who rushed to the Shenwu sergeant who manipulated the mecha talisman.

Yu Xuzi is the head of Shu Mountain, and he won the position of head of the house when he was alone, and he deserved his name, and he fought with the Purple Flame Demon Dragon in one place, Rao is Purple Flame and the golden dragon to help, but it was difficult to get a bargain on the Jade Xuzi.

Dozens of rounds later, he had been stabbed by Yu Xuan with more than ten swords, his body was embarrassed, the golden dragon was even more miserable, Yu Xuzi's several sharp and decisive sword moves fell on him, and for a while, the golden scale armor shattered a few cracks, and the golden blood sprayed like a note, and it was unspeakably miserable.

At that moment, Yu Xuzi suddenly stopped, and the golden dragon had the opportunity to flee in a hurry, and Yu Xuzi was stranded in the air and his face suddenly changed.

Because the golden talisman named by Yan Zu in the sea of gods was shattered, something was wrong, and Zhao Yannan, the prince of Yanyun, was worried about his life!

This matter is not trivial, Zhao Yannan is the candidate appointed by Yan Zu, he was given a talisman, and he will inherit the imperial system of Yan State.

Now that this talisman is shattered, Zhao Yannan's life hangs by a thread, how can he explain to that Yan country, in a hurry, Yu Xuzi explained a few words to Guang Yuanzi, and suddenly turned around and rushed towards the jungle.

The three of them chased each other in the jungle, and Zhao Yannan's spiritual body Dao Zun fluttered like a leaf of feathers, but he was surrounded by golden light to protect his body, and he stepped on two divine talismans under his feet, and he was carrying a treasure, and the speed of escape was not unfast.

And the battle on the side of Bihai Longyuan is noisy, the shouting and killing are shocking, the disciples and elders of Shushan are all there, as long as he gets out of this jungle, he will definitely be able to seek a glimmer of life.

After the previous three swords, the golden ocean of the Jingye Shenhai had degenerated into a pool of water, the spiritual root was dim and dull, languishing, his spiritual power was too overdrawn, the bloodthirsty killing intent, and the anger of hatred were surging in his chest, his eyes were blood-red, and the murderous aura was compelling, and he was exhausted by the wisps of Shenhai's spiritual power, but his feet were constantly speeding up.

Behind him, Zhao Yunqi had cold sweat on his forehead, and he broke an arm, but he also gritted his teeth and insisted, chasing Jing Ye, in the blink of an eye, a big tree was in front of the three of them, Zhao Yannan went around the big tree and continued to run wildly, Jing Ye and Zhao Yunqi glanced at each other, and then they went around to both sides.

Jing Ye's eyes were blood-red, chasing Zhao Yannan's figure, the two were only ten zhang apart, Jing Ye was anxious, and shouted: "Nine thunder sounds, kill!"

In an instant, the seven stars of the ink sword were blue, accompanied by the sound of thunder, and rushed towards Zhao Yannan's back like a white light snake.

Zhao Yannan only felt the cold wind behind him, his whole body trembled, and he suddenly looked back, and a blue light came straight to him, and he threw out a stack of Dao talismans.

"Boom ......"

Seven or eight talismans burst open, the explosion sound was crisp and vibrating, and the smoke was curling, but the killing intent of the Seven Stars of the Ink Sword was in full swing, and it only slowed down a little before continuing to rush forward.

Zhao Yannan was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly raised his hand to shoot out two red lights, but he still couldn't stop the ink sword that came quickly and approached the center of his eyebrows.

"Boom!"

Finally, there was a burst of explosion, and the ink sword hit the golden light around Zhao Yannan's body, and the golden light of the protective body trembled, giving birth to layers of cracks, but it also blocked the seven stars of the ink sword's thunder blow.

Zhao Yannan was about to run away, but at this moment, a blood-red knife slashed in front of him.

He suddenly stabilized his body, stretched out his hands and shook the fiery red blade, and in an instant, the smoke around his body was curling, and his face was almost distorted.

Zhao Yunqi was sweating profusely on his forehead, holding the knife in his right hand, and he sent a point forward, Zhao Yannan's spiritual body Daozun trembled even more, but he also took the opportunity to raise his knee and slammed it towards Zhao Yunqi.

"Bang Bang ......"

In the blink of an eye, there were more than a dozen muffled sounds, Zhao Yannan's left leg knee sent out a burst of critical blows, Zhao Yunqi's face turned pale, and he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, but he dragged the handle of the knife and refused to let go at all.

"You rebel, I am the candidate appointed by Yan Zu, do you dare to disobey Yan Zu's wishes!" Zhao Yannan roared angrily, continuing to think about Zhao Yunqi's wild attack.

"You are the candidate appointed by the gods today, and I will kill you!" Zhao Yunqi suddenly exerted his strength in a violent drink, and the strength of the sword swept towards Zhao Yannan like the wind.

Between the calcium carbide sparks, Zhao Yannan had an idea, and flipped upwards and out, narrowly avoiding the knife, but was also swept out by the air flow and fell to the ground.

"Vertical son dares, save Senior Brother Zhao!" A loud shout came from afar.

Zhao Yannan looked out of the sky, frightened, and looked at Zhao Yunqi who was almost frantic and shouted: "Kill them for me, especially this rebel!"

Zhao Yunqi was suddenly startled, the cold wind behind him suddenly rolled in, and the air was monstrous, but it swept him out at once, and when he looked at it again, four people had already rushed over, all of them were Tsing Yi ink swords.

Two of the four surrounded Zhao Yannan behind them, and the other two drew their swords and rushed towards Zhao Yunqi.

Zhao Yunqi's broken arm was bleeding badly, but at this time, his eyes were already red, his expression was almost crazy, and he shouted: "Kill!"

As soon as he landed, Zhao Yunqi clenched the Xiaoyue Crazy Knife in his right hand, and rushed towards the two of them, seeing that the enemy was almost killed, but he fell short, these people all know him, today is either you die or I die!

Zhao Yunqi simply stopped defending, blindly attacking the two of them, and didn't care about the sword on the opposite side stabbing himself, holding the Xiaoyue Crazy Knife and slashing at the two of them.

His frenzied attack made the two of them scared, and they couldn't stop dodging and waiting for an opportunity to attack.

At this time, Zhao Yannan was so sad in his heart that he gritted his teeth with hatred, looking at the young man holding his sword on the ground, glaring at him angrily, as if he was looking at a dead man.

Zhao Yannan's heart couldn't help but sink, and he pointed to Jing Ye and said, "You two also go up and slaughter him for me!"

When the two of them heard this, they looked at each other, and then they drew their swords and rushed towards Jing Ye, but Jing Ye didn't care about this, he was full of resentment in his heart, how could it be in vain.

Just between the two of them, a blue light suddenly floated out of the sleeve of the thorn leaf, and a slight cicada chirp sounded, and the two of them were stunned and exclaimed: "Green Feather Cicada Blade!"

Just in an instant, a roar suddenly sounded: "Ding Qiankun!"

As soon as the sword came out, the aura danced wildly, the sea of gods was exhausted, almost exhausted, the golden ocean, only the size of the land remained, but the thorn leaf still swung out this sword almost like burning the true element.

Zhao Yannan got up and stood trembling in the distance, this trembling, as if a thunderbolt fell on him on a sunny day, he suddenly shouted: "Be careful......"

But he was dumbfounded, and he couldn't finish these two words, and only the sound of cicadas was left in the air, and the blood flowers in front of him were spreading and rippling, as if the Manzhu Sawa was blooming, the legendary flower of the netherworld, the flower of the other side.

The green feather cicada blade swept past the two of them and still moved forward, the target was directly aimed at Zhao Yannan, a bloody enmity was in front of him, and that person was only a few feet away from him!

Jing Ye suddenly stopped, and between resentment and grief, he suddenly turned in the direction and swung three swords, and the three sword qi went towards the two of them.

The sword qi was raging, the two fell in response, and another sword qi continued to circle, but it fell on Zhao Yunqi, and in an instant, Zhao Yunqi's whole body stiffened and fell to the ground.

His pupils widened, and he suddenly understood in a breath why Jing Ye, the sword that conquered the heavens and the earth, fell on him.

In the middle of this breath, he saw a person falling from the blue sky, and the golden sword in his hand was still rippling with surging and trembling light, and with just a slight wave, it turned into the green feather cicada blade in front of Zhao Yannan.

Jing Ye was unwilling to kneel on the ground, holding his sword and raising his eyes to look at the Shushan Sect, there was no trace of emotion in his eyes except for the obvious killing intent.

Yu Xuzi slowly fell, protecting Zhao Yannan behind him, Zhao Yannan almost cried with joy, and exclaimed: "Master, save me quickly!"

Yu Xuozi didn't answer, but just looked at Jing Ye with a complicated expression, and was stunned for a long time before he said, "Why do you want to do this?"