"All dead?"

Looking at the five Tianjiao who were all gone, everyone was suddenly a little confused, and it was unimaginable that there were still five fresh lives here before, and they were exerting their might.

If it was said that the demon fox youth was still able to endure some time under the Great Handprint of Light before, it was because Yang Jian didn't use much force at all, and he didn't even use the Chaos Cyclone, but just drew a trace of the energy in the Infinite Wheel.

After entering the Twelve Heavens, Yang Jian's whole person underwent a qualitative change, and the aura on his body was like an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years, with a taste of returning to the basics. When you don't move, you are gentle and elegant, and once you get angry, you will definitely be shocked, and the gods and ghosts will retreat.

Therefore, in the face of the joint attack of the five Tianjiao, Yang Jian showed his strength a little, allowing the Bright Mudra to exert its due power. But the effect is still a little beyond imagination, even Yang Jian himself was shocked, and he directly manifested the demon saint qi.

"Even if Gu Lingzi made a move, that's it. Could it be that he already has the strength to rival Gu Lingzi and the others?"

The heavens are terrified.

Many of them are glad in their hearts, fortunately they did not come out, otherwise there may be more lives that have fallen in the field.

Tao Ming's face changed slightly, but there was not much shock. Because they had seen a scene like this more than once before, and all of them were even more shocking than what had just happened.

Even Tao Ming and the seven people felt that those Tianjiao on the other side might have been taken advantage of. If you know about Yang Jian's previous series of battles, how can you not be cautious?

Could it be that just by relying on the Sealing Void and the Forbidden God Realm, he would be able to defeat Yang Jian completely?

It's so much to take for granted.

At this time, Zhong Tianjiao finally understood why the smile on the faces of Tao Ming and the seven people before, it turned out that they were pretending to be pigs and eating tigers, and they lost the lives of six Tianjiao in vain.

"What a bright mudra!"

Gu Lingzi's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes shone out a long sword qi, cutting through the void, and his battle intent was monstrous.

"Humans!

Although King Longhua is a woman, when he is angry, even a man with explosive muscles will be frightened. Although she was talking about human beings, everyone knew that human beings only referred to Yang Jian.

"Allow you to press forward step by step, if you want me to tie my hands and hand over everything on my body, you won't allow me to resist? You say, why don't you repent? Why can't you have a longer memory?"

Yang Jian shook his head, with a look of hatred that iron is not made of steel: "They all say that you are a group of peerless giants, now do you believe it?"

"Be bold! Don't think that if you are leaning on the imperial dynasty behind you, we really won't dare to touch you! You must know that even the imperial dynasty cannot be invincible on the mainland! Now that you are in this space, it is equivalent to giving us an opportunity to take advantage of it, and after killing you, we will blame those blood demons, even the imperial dynasty is helpless. "Wang Chuanlong's white cold flame beats, faintly, the space is burned through, manifesting chaos.

"Oh, so you've been jealous of the dynasty, but have you ever thought that I don't need the dynasty at all, and I don't need your jealousy. Because in my eyes, you are just a group of slightly stronger chickens and dogs, and with you, you are not worthy of me to move out of the name of the dynasty. ”

A strong confidence appeared on Yang Jian's face: "I, Yang, have come all the way, and the one who kills the most is a genius like you." Baotai Mountain, Starfall City, Lost Battle Realm, Yanglong City, and then here, the accumulated human lives in my hands have already exceeded 1,000 people. So, I've always thought that it's not hard to kill you at all, just like ...... Slaughter the dog!"

Looking at the faint smile on Yang Jian's face, many Tianjiao shuddered and felt a burst of heart palpitations. The handsome young man in front of him is too unbelievable to make a sharp move, a domineering method, and a strong strength. He is not a member of the king's heritage, even if he cultivates from his mother's womb, it is impossible to be so terrifying.

Could it be that he is a human-demon god?

Zhong Tianjiao pondered in his heart, facing Yang Jian, who was smiling like a demon, no one dared to speak out.

"Arrogance! There are no heroes in the world, so that the shaft becomes famous. The people you kill are just a group of mediocre people, and there are a lot of people like that in the outside world, and this king can kill a large group of people with a slap, but when has this king shown off? Kill ordinary incompetent people, and you think that the world is invincible? Can you meet the real holy son?"

King Longhua shouted.

"Tell him what to do, take it down first!"

Wang Chuanlong couldn't wait, and even with one hand, a white flame giant palm wrapped around the infinite holy flame slapped down from the air. On that giant palm, every pore and vein is delicate, like the palm of the Holy Spirit. Dao Dao flames burned the void with a loud sound, and a palm slapped out, with mysterious notes and bursts of heaven and earth.

"It's the 'White Sun Fire Divine Palm' of the Burning Sky Valley. As a holy place for controlling fire in the world, Burning Sky Valley is also a holy place for cultivation in the eyes of people with strange fires in the world. It is rumored that the Burning Sky Valley was established by another Flame Saint Monarch, and he alone has three kinds of supreme fires, each of which is born, that is, the saints are extremely fearful, let alone the three kinds of saints in the world, among the saints in the world, the Flame Saint Monarch is an incomparably powerful existence. ”

The elegant young man looked solemn and spoke.

Burning Sky Valley is located on a Flame Divine Mountain in the southeast, and it is said that the Flame Divine Mountain has been in flames for tens of thousands of years. Therefore, every disciple of the Burning Sky Valley has absorbed the power of infinite flames from the Divine Mountain since he was a child, refining various fire-based supernatural powers. And Wang Chuanlong is the best among these heavenly pride, condensing the white sun flame that can evolve into the potential of different fires.

For now, in terms of power alone, the White Sun Flame is only stronger than the 10,000-year-old Earth's Heart Fire. After all, one is growing up alone in the Earth Demon Secret Realm, and the other is the vigorous cultivation of the Burning Sky Valley, the Fire Control Holy Land. But in terms of grade, the daytime fire is still slightly inferior.

"Bang!"

Under this palm, the sky fell apart.

Within a radius of hundreds of miles, in this palm, huge palm prints were pressed out of thin air, and the surrounding mountains and peaks collapsed together, and in the sky, the flames fell like meteors, and the burning heaven and earth leaked out a huge hole, and the terrifying fluctuations shook the surrounding thousands of miles of void to pieces.

"It's too strong, is this the strength of the Burning Sky Valley? It is worthy of a person who has come out of the Fire Control Holy Land, this level of fire control is simply amazing. ”

Many Tianjiao smacked their tongues.

"But that's it. ”

Yang Jian's face was expressionless, and he also raised his hand and slapped it with one palm.

It is still a bright mudra, this magic power from the three-eyed golden ape demon saint, it is an out-and-out sacred exercise, although the inheritance is only a thousand years, but in that era, it is brilliant and gorgeous, even Liu Cha of the dynasty has been worshiped again and again. It's just that Yang Jian's current king-level strength still hasn't been able to exert the true power of this magical power.

It can only be said that the more top-level supernatural powers, the higher the requirements for the caster. And once all the conditions are met, it is definitely comparable to the Demon Saint's shot, and even the stars in the sky can burst alive!

"Whoosh. ”

This time, the huge palm filled with the divine aura of light was only tens of meters in size, but on it, there was a bright golden light, and if you looked closely, it would appear, it was countless small golden runes, like the sand of the Ganges, full of mystery, and it seemed that there was a charm of destroying the gods in it.

Click!

The Flame of the White Sun Divine Palm collided with the Great Mudra of Light.

Unexpectedly, the white flame giant palm, which was thousands of meters in size, entangled with infinite holy flames and infinite power, actually cracked out from the middle, like broken glass, making people see that one after another, like cracks like spider webs, spread out in all directions, and in the end, the entire thousand-zhang giant palm exploded with a bang.

"Not good!"

Wang Chuanlong's face changed, and he wanted to retreat.

But Yang Jian had already taken a step forward, and thousands of zhang of void were under his feet, as if he was close at hand, and instantly appeared in front of Wang Chuanlong, slapped it down, and slapped it directly on Wang Chuanlong's chest, the golden light was shining, the holy flame was soaring, and Wang Chuanlong's chest suddenly had surging white fireworks, wanting to strike a lore at close range.

But Yang Jian seemed to have seen through all this, and there was also a flame surging in his palm, but it was just the color of red gold.

It's to be a flame palm to a flame palm!

But the next moment, a "crackling" sound was heard, countless muscles and bones were broken, and Wang Chuanlong's chest was shot by Yang Jian with a huge palm print, and as for the body protection robe, it was directly burned and pierced. Wang Chuanlong was like a heavenly fire meteor, with countless flames, smashed down from the air, smashed down on the ground, and smashed out a huge pit with a bang.

"Shhh

Zhong Tianjiao gasped.

They didn't expect that Wang Chuanlong, who was able to contend with the Holy Son, was also defeated by Yang Jian with one palm.

"What kind of supernatural power is that? How can it be more domineering than the demon clan's supernatural power?"

There is a heavenly pride and horror.

"This is impossible, Wang Chuanlong is a famous fire-controlling genius in the Burning Sky Valley, and he has condensed the White Sun Flame, and if he evolves one step further, he will be able to become a quasi-alien fire. In the future, even in the face of the strong and free, they are not afraid at all. How could such a king be defeated by just one palm?"

Zhong Tianjiao glared, lamenting Wang Chuanlong's defeat, and retreated to the rear without a trace.

Although they were very fierce before, at that time, because Wang Chuanlong and the three of them were in charge, they were able to win steadily. But now it seems that this is not the case, and the plan needs to be reinvented.

"How did a cultivator who had just entered the Twelve Heavens defeat Wang Chuanlong, who had stayed in the Twelve Heavens Realm for three years?

Many Tianjiao can't figure it out.

"Come again!"

On the ground, there was a violent roar.

Wang Chuanlong directly turned into a white rainbow and rose to the sky, his body was full of rage, although there was strange white blood at the corner of his mouth, but it was like the fire god Ling Chen, the more terrifying the power.

"Humph!"

Yang Jian didn't pay attention to him at all, and stepped out directly and came to the Longhua Demon King.

"You want to fight me?"

The tall and fiery Longhua Demon King snorted angrily directly, and his eyebrows were upside down.

Terrifying fluctuations bloomed from her, and you could even see that a purple-eyed heavenly dragon emerged from behind Long Hua. That thousand-zhang purple dragon, every scale, is like a real one, the terrifying majesty condensed in the dragon's eyes, and it seems to have a trace of real dragon breath on its body, which scares countless people to tremble.

"Here comes the knife. ”

Long Hua stretched out his hand and grabbed behind him, and directly pulled out a brilliant divine knife that was cast in purple gold and shining with countless treasures.

As soon as it entered the hand of Longhua, Longhua's breath skyrocketed instantly, faintly breaking through the limit of the Twelve Heavens and stepping into an unknown level.

It can be seen that purple veins appear in the void. The veins seem to be real and illusory, as if they don't exist, but they are visible to the naked eye.

If there is a strong person in the field, he will definitely recognize it, it is a divine pattern, the legend involves the pattern of the law of the dragon clan, only the big demon of the free realm can grasp it, and the body must also contain the power of the blood of the dragon clan, even the genius of the dragon clan is not good, it is not allowed to be the power of the blood of the dragon clan.

And the Longhua Demon King in front of him, a human being who looks like a woman, actually contains pure dragon blood, many Tianjiao saw this scene for the first time, looking at the purple-haired woman, his heart was surging.

"The 'Purple Gold Dragon Knife' of the Longhua Demon King, legend has it that this dragon knife is made of a free-spirited Zichen golden-eyed dragon rib, with supreme power, it is an out-and-out quasi-saint-level divine weapon, I didn't expect the Longhua Demon King to have such a sharp weapon, it seems that it is indeed foolproof. ”

The face of the elegant young man hiding in the crowd changed.

Others were even more shocked when they heard this.

Quasi-saint-level divine soldiers, although they have not really advanced to the saint-level realm, as long as they are stained with a holy word, they are not comparable to the king-level secret treasure, this is a reborn change. What's more, the material of the purple gold dragon knife is a real dragon clan rib refining, with the power of a dragon, although it is not as good as a holy weapon, but for the current realm of the Longhua Demon King, it is more suitable than a holy weapon.

Click!

Hundred miles of void, in front of this dragon slashing knife, just like cutting tofu, the whole heaven and earth, were split obliquely, cracking a long crack, Longhua walked with the knife, turned into a purple sword rainbow, the power is strong, how can it be a king

Can Chuanlong be compared?

After all, one is a dragon powerhouse in the combat system, and the other is a powerhouse who can only play with fire, and they are good at different fields.

But in the face of this earth-shattering blow, Yang Jian didn't have a trace of discoloration on his face, just raised his hand, flicked his fingers, and hit the knife with a rumbling sound. Long Hua even carried a knife, and was bounced hundreds of feet away by Yang Jian's finger before he barely stopped his figure.

Hiss!

Seeing this scene, even Gu Lingzi and Wang Chuanlong had their pupils shrinking.

A holy soldier with one hand?!

Is this a human body?!

This terrifying power is not to be said to have been seen, or even unheard of. The Longhua Demon King's face changed even more, and he looked at Yang Jian with horror in his eyes, his eyes full of incredulity.

She was even a little confused for a while, between her and Yang Jian, who was the demon clan and who had the power of the dragon?

"Being able to cultivate the demonic powers, the strength and body are stronger than the Longhua Demon King, who are you?"

Wang Chuanlong roared.

"Who am I?"

Yang Jian's eyes were cold: "The one who killed you!"