The green and purple flames laid down a peerless array, lying across the void. The flames were exquisite, but the corrosive force and the heat that swept in the face were palpitating.

The clouds of all worlds are black, only Ziyan is the only one! This is a killing array, refining gods, refining gods, refining souls!

Void as water!

It's just water, corrupting the void and melting it into something like a wave.

Lu Yan was quietly suspended in the flames, and at this moment he was unrecognizable, as if he had turned into a piece of coke. No matter how demonic his talent is, no matter how amazing his combat power is, no one thinks that he can survive this move.

However, just as Venerable Feng and Qingteng Ancestor were bargaining, a vigorous vitality sprung up like mushrooms after a rain and swelled wildly, and it was out of control.

"No! this can't be!" Qingteng Ancestor almost roared, he was very confident in his Fighting Saint Law, even if the Wind Venerable and his ilk didn't dare to use it at the beginning, not to mention that he had now broken through to the fourth level of the human realm, and the power of the Great Array had reached a higher level, even the flames that could melt the void, how could he not burn a kid who was only one heavy in the human realm.

Not only him, but everyone had an incredible look in their eyes.

"Life, Death, Light, Darkness, Yin, Yang......"

In the incredible gaze of everyone, a six-pointed star-shaped battle map appeared around Lu Yan, with the charm of Tai Chi gossip, but it also contained the truth of life and death, yin and yang, and then this battle map turned into a battle armor, covering his body surface.

And his charred body also began to crack at this moment, and in some places you can even see charred white bones. But then, a vigorous blood qi ran through Xinghan like an ocean.

His hair, muscles, bones, and viscera began to grow at a rate visible to the naked eye under the nourishment of this blood qi.

The body has undergone a metamorphosis, and even the spirit and soul have undergone incredible changes.

Then, Lu Yan stood up, his black hair fell down like a waterfall, his body faintly exuded precious light, and his slender body was full of line-like beauty.

His eyes first showed a moment of confusion, but soon his eyes were like lightning, and he took one step!

That's right, it was that he walked out of the melting void, like a war demon who had crossed time and space, wearing battle armor.

Warriors, Battlefields, Heavens, Ghosts and Gods!

It is like a real killing machine, which makes onlookers feel a chill.

"Boom!" Then Lu Yan punched at the Qingteng Ancestor, and the surrounding air was compressed for a while, and then exploded with a bang.

Qingteng Old Ancestor's face was quickly shrouded in a look of horror, although it was still the shadow of the previous Exile Divine Fist, but the power was vastly different, and he didn't even have a chance to retreat.

Can only resist hard!

The Qingteng Ancestor also slapped out with one palm, and the cyan flame was like glass, welcoming him.

Boom!

To everyone's surprise, Qingteng Ancestor was blown away by a punch.

Seven Steps!

Then Lu Yanruo took off into the air, and fell step by step, and the space under his feet seemed to be overwhelmed, and there was a clattering sound.

In the first step, Qingteng Ancestor slapped several palms and collapsed.

In the second step, he himself was even more wow, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

In the third step, Qingteng Ancestor's body was covered with cracks, like a bloody man.

Step 4 and Step 5......

After seven consecutive steps, Qingteng Ancestor was trampled on the top of the mountain, and even the mountain was shattered, and his body turned into a cloud of bloody mud.

"Ahh

Dragonclaw Capture!

But Lu Yan snorted coldly, his five fingers were bluffed, and a five-colored claw seemed to tear through the space, poking out from the demon world, picking up the stars and the moon, and suddenly enveloping the soul of the Qingteng Ancestor, and crushing it with a bang.

It's very slow, but in fact, from Lu Yan's breakthrough to the killing of Qingteng Ancestor, it was only a few breaths of time.

The bloody and domineering scene in front of him gave everyone a very unreal feeling, although the Qingteng Ancestor had been injured a lot in the previous battle, but after all, he was a real fourfold cultivator in the human world, and he was trampled into a pulp of flesh in such a daze, and even his soul was pinched and exploded, which greatly impacted everyone's hearts.

Among the people present, the most sad and helpless were the people of the Qingteng Pavilion, when the Qingteng Ancestor died, they knew that the general trend had gone, and they scattered one after another. Azure Sword Saint glanced at Lu Yan in a complicated manner, and then turned to leave.

Lu Yan didn't stop it, but took care of himself to pack up the treasures left by the Qingteng Ancestor, and then calmly walked towards the Fengqingsha people, and everyone couldn't help but bulge in their hearts.

"What do you want to do? She's still in our hands!" One of the cultivators, who was a double cultivator in the human realm, looked at Lu Yan who was close at hand, and was shocked in his heart, and couldn't help but say. Although there is a threat in the tone, no matter how you look at it, there is a kind of color and guilt.

Lu Yan just glanced at him calmly, and then punched him away.

"No!" Venerable Wind wanted to rescue, and with a slap of his palm, the transparent wind dragon strangled out, but it was too late. The monk who spoke exploded into a blood mist with a bang, and his soul did not escape.

Venerable Feng also took a few steps back, and the surprise in his eyes was even worse, only after the battle did he know the horror of the other party. Being able to kill Qingteng Ancestor is definitely not a fluke, even if he is not injured, the other party may also have this kind of strength.

"Here, I will kill whoever I want, and no one can save me!" Lu Yan glanced at Venerable Feng, and slapped out two palms in a row, each palm was a battle map, with the shadow of six battle maps, and the two human realm cultivators who were close to Xiao Bai didn't even have time to scream in a hurry, and they burst open.

The sword in the hand of the Qing Venerable was buzzing, murderous, and killing the disciples in front of them was simply an insult, which was tantamount to a naked slap in the face.

However, before he could make a move, Venerable Wind grabbed him and shook his head with a wry smile. He didn't know that the other party was humiliating him, but he was helpless. Not to mention that although his side occupies the number of monks, but the top combat power is not, once the war starts, it is still unknown who will kill the deer, and he is already at a loss, more or less weak-hearted.

Lu Yan didn't care what he thought, just gently picked up Xiaobai, turned into a rainbow light, and disappeared into the sky.

His hatred for the Wind Venerable was even greater than that of the Qingteng Ancestor, and it could be said that the reason why Xiao Bai was so seriously injured was entirely because of the Wind Venerable's design. He didn't want to talk about killing everyone in Fengqingsha, but Xiaobai was still in a coma after all, once the fight started, even if he could kill the enemy, he would definitely be seriously injured in the end, at that time, who would take care of Xiaobai.