The torrent of spiritual power intertwined with gold and blue rotated around Leng Jiuming's body at high speed, which was particularly gorgeous and dazzling. But the terrible fluctuations that permeate it are extremely staggering.

Leng Jiuming, who was in the middle of it, sealed his hands, and then the torrent of golden-blue spiritual power entrenched around him suddenly swept out, directly turning into a thousand-zhang spirit sparrow in front of him!

The thousand-zhang sparrow is bounded by the center of the forehead, the left side of the body is blue, and the right side of the body is the color of bright gold. The two colors are distinct, and they look extraordinarily bizarre.

Leng Jiuming's body moved, and he directly swept the forehead of the spirit sparrow, and then let out a low snort.

"Twin Spirit Sparrow, Left Wing, Frozen Feather!"

As the words fell, the left wing of the Thousand Feet Spirit Sparrow waved abruptly. Suddenly, a blue torrent covering half of the sky suddenly shot out with the dance of the left wing of the spirit sparrow.

That cold current contains extremely terrifying spiritual power fluctuations, that kind of extreme cold, even if the Eight Tribulations powerhouse is against it, I am afraid that it will be frozen into an ice sculpture in an instant.

The speed of the cold current was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it swept by, directly enveloping the two black fire dragons on the left.

As the cold snap passed, the two black fire dragons suddenly stiffened all over. The raging black flames rising from the dragon's body were instantly annihilated. Layers of crystal ice crystals covered it, and then the cold wind swept by, directly turning into ice chips in the sky.

The two black fire dragons fell apart, Leng Jiuming didn't even look at it, and the handprint in front of him suddenly changed again.

"Twin Spirit Sparrows, Right Wing, Lore Feather!"

The right wing of the Qianzhang Spirit Sparrow, accompanied by Leng Jiuming's low shout, suddenly fanned. Suddenly, a chaotic golden sword turned into a storm and roared out, swooping straight at the three black fire dragons on the right.

The brilliant golden sword rays intertwined into a sharp knife net in the void, and everywhere they passed, even the space was torn apart. Falling on the bodies of the three black fire dragons, the black fire dragons raised their heads to the sky and let out a mournful roar, and then they were directly ruthlessly divided! Even the black flames were cut into nothingness.

After dealing with the five black fire dragons, Leng Jiuying, who was standing on the forehead of the Qianzhang Spirit Sparrow, his face was also much paler, and even the spiritual power fluctuations around his body were disordered and weakened a lot. It can be seen that the power of the two attacks just now is terrifying, but it also consumes a lot of his spiritual power.

"Next, it's to rush out of here!Mo Zhiyao, this kind of method of yours, trying to trap me, it's really a fool's dream!" Leng Jiuming took a deep breath, his body sank, and his palms slapped the spirit sparrow under him.

"Twin Spirit Divine Sparrows, the cave is thorough!"

The huge wings of the Qianzhang Spirit Sparrow flapped suddenly, and its huge body soared into the sky, like a sky-breaking sword, shooting towards the space above with an extremely fierce momentum.

"Break it for me!"

Leng Jiu Ming shouted angrily, and the majestic spiritual power in his body was frantically injected into the spirit sparrow under him.

"Phew!"

A loud sound suddenly came out of the sparrow's mouth, and castration was faster. At that super high speed, the air behind him exploded one after another, leaving a brilliant tail of light.

"Click!"

The sound of shattering suddenly resounded in this space. The void above this sea of fire, under the powerful impact of the Twin Spirit Divine Sparrows, was like a broken mirror, and huge spatial cracks exploded one after another!

Outside, the huge furnace standing between heaven and earth, the furnace body trembled violently. And when this tremor reached the extreme, the spider web-like crack suddenly exploded on it!

"Boom!"

A thunderous explosion rolled across the sky. The Heavenly Demon Flood Furnace exploded suddenly, and then a huge shadow of a thousand zhang burst out of it!

"Mo Zhiyao! I won't kill you today, I swear not to be a man!"

A furious roar rang out in this space as the shadow appeared. Moreover, the violent fluctuations that permeated the body of the thousand zhang shadow made many people tremble, and their faces showed a look of horror. Because they could perceive that kind of violent fluctuations, the spiritual power in their bodies was showing signs of instability.

"Swear not to be a human being, then you don't have to be a human being as you wish!"

However, before the sound of cold nine hell's fury could completely dissipate, another shout echoed between this heaven and earth.

Suddenly, a chill suddenly appeared in Leng Jiuming's heart. That chill seemed to indicate that some deadly crisis was about to occur.

Leng Jiuming raised his head violently, and his vision was full of golden red light that pierced his eyes. In the midst of that, a vague and rebellious figure could be faintly seen, bringing up the furious fist in the sky, enveloping itself.

"Not good!"

Leng Jiuming was suddenly shocked, and his reflexive palm slapped the thousand zhang spirit sparrow under him. The left wing of the hanging cloud of the thousand zhang spirit sparrow suddenly opened, and suddenly a cold ice blue current swept across the sky, turning into a roaring tornado, sweeping towards the opposite side.

The cold snap passed, and the temperature between the heavens and the earth dropped sharply, and there were crystal snowflakes in the sky.

However, this cold stream of spiritual power, which contained extremely terrifying power, was vulnerable in the face of the furious fist power in the sky.

On top of each of those fists, there was a fiery magma-like spiritual power. The spiritual power wriggled and turned into the shadow of the phoenix's head. In the pointed phoenix beak, the fiery spiritual power flowed and dripped like magma.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The fist of the phoenix shadow bombarded the extremely cold current with an extremely arrogant attitude, and the terrifying ripples of power caused the void to shatter inch by inch. The terrifying cold current that was enough to freeze an eight-tribulation powerhouse into an eternal ice sculpture was blasted into a sky of ice chips by the former with the force of destruction and decay.

A figure passed through the ice chips in the sky, and instantly approached the Qianzhang Spirit Sparrow, which was Mo Zhiyao.

As early as when Leng Jiu Ming defeated the first Black Fire Dragon, Mo Zhiyao immediately sensed it, and at the same time, he also understood that this Heavenly Demon Flood Furnace could not deal with Leng Jiu Ming.

Leng Jiuming's strength is not at all comparable to that of Li Fei and the others. The former is the real Nine Tribulations realm, how can Li Fei and the others be able to compare? Therefore, Mo Zhiyao is also ready to break out of the furnace at any time.

And the fact was just as Mo Zhiyao expected, in just a moment, Leng Jiuming successfully got out of trouble and rushed out. And Mo Zhiyao also seized the opportunity to give the other party a head-on blow.

"Get out of here!"

Seeing Mo Zhiyao approaching, Leng Jiuming's heart suddenly jumped. For Mo Zhiyao's powerful body comparable to a divine beast, even he was jealous. Leng Jiuming knew in his heart that if he was forced by Mo Zhiyao to fight with him in close combat, the situation would definitely not be in his favor.

Therefore, you must not let Mo Zhiyao get close!

"Spirit Sparrow's right wing, split sky feather!" Leng Jiuming's hands were sealed, and the soles of his feet stomped heavily on the spirit finch under him. Suddenly, above the right wing of the spirit sparrow, there was a heavy spiritual light shining and rising, and in the spiritual light, a flickering sharp golden light, like a feather made of gold, was condensed out of thin air.

"Go!"

Leng Jiu Ming pointed out towards Mo Zhiyao, and the golden feather suddenly tore through the void and pierced straight towards the latter.

The golden feather seems to possess indescribable sharp power, and everywhere it passes, the void space is a shocking black trace.

The speed of the golden feather was extremely fast, almost teleporting, and it appeared in front of Mo Zhiyao in the blink of an eye. The coldness and sharpness that emanated from it made the skin around him tingle.

Mo Zhiyao's eyes narrowed, and a look of horror welled up in the depths of his eyes. This cold nine hell blow is as sharp as this. The sharp fluctuations emanating from that golden feather made him feel a thick crisis.

Mo Zhiyao didn't dare to slack off, his palm was clenched fiercely, and the dragon phoenix light pattern on his arm instantly spread down, covering his fist.

Amazing ripples of power radiated, and Mo Zhiyao's fist shimmered with a metallic cold luster, unleashing an extremely terrifying frenzied force.

Mo Zhiyao raised his fist, and the green tendons on his arms trembled like dragons, and an indescribable terrifying force erupted from it.

Looking up, looking at the Split Sky Golden Feather that was rapidly enlarged in the pupils of his eyes, Mo Zhiyao's eyes suddenly sharpened, and then a punch burst out!

With a punch, the space shattered. Then it was directly bombarded with the Split Sky Golden Feather that pierced through the hole!

"Bell!"

The clanging sound of metal clashing resounded, and the sharp sound made the eardrums of everyone in the audience tingle and turn pale.

Many frightened eyes were projected, only to see that the space at the point of exchange directly collapsed. Cracks in the pitch-black space spread out in all directions like lightning.

The brilliant golden light rose into the sky like a bright sun, and burst out wildly. The entire canopy is rendered with a layer of gold as a result.

The two figures retreated from the terrifying golden light storm at the same time, more than a hundred zhang apart, before they both stabilized their figures.

Many eyes converged, and there was a shock on their faces.

The robe on Leng Jiuming's body was torn in many places, and many places were scorched black. The originally neat bun is now a little scattered, and the rippling breath around the body fluctuates, which is much more sluggish than before.

The sound of inhaling cold air sounded one after another, just now Leng Jiu Ming was trapped in that black flood furnace, what happened during this period? In just a few moments, he was able to force him as a Nine Tribulation powerhouse to be so embarrassed?

On the other hand, Mo Zhiyao was only a broken sleeve robe on one arm, although there were several wounds on it, which looked bloody, but in essence, this injury was not worth mentioning.

"How can this be?" Leng Jiuchen's face below was earth-colored, and his face was incredulous. Although he knew that Mo Zhiyao's combat strength was strong, Leng Jiuming had now successfully survived the last life and death tribulation, and he was only one step away from stepping into the ancient realm level. With such strength, how could Mo Zhiyao be forced into such a situation? The situation in front of him was completely contrary to what he had expected before.

In Leng Jiuchen's imagination, Leng Jiuchen should absolutely crush Mo Zhiyao.