In mid-air, a sneer came, Kuiwu, Pingguang Daoren, and Ziwei Emperor pressed the auspicious clouds one after another, and landed on the nameless island, and the three of them surrounded Yang Zhen in three talents, not daring to relax in the slightest.

Lying in the huge pit, feeling the hot pain in his back, Yang Zhen's face was very ugly. Under this strong force, Yang Zhen's inner mansion was also extremely severely injured because of Kuiwu's blow. Although this blow did not break Yang Zhen's tendons, it also made Yang Zhen extremely uncomfortable, and the blood in his mouth couldn't stop spitting out.

Careless!

The pain behind Yang Zhen made Yang Zhen feel a little regretful, and after many years of smooth sailing, Yang Zhenzhong's sense of vigilance gradually disappeared. On the way to the west, after being attacked by the burning lamp, Yang Zhen was a rumor for a while, and the grass and trees were all soldiers, but since the death of the burning lamp, Yang Zhen's strength has also undergone earth-shaking changes, but he has lost his original vigilance.

It seems that in the past few hundred years, I have lived too comfortably!

But now is not the time to regret it, there are still three strong enemies of Da Luo Jin Immortal cultivation outside. To be honest, Yang Zhen is a little grateful to them now, if it weren't for them to remind him, I'm afraid that he will suffer even more losses in the future.

Standing up slowly, Yang Zhen squinted at Kui Wu and said in a deep voice: "It's really amazing, I didn't expect to be beaten by you stupid bull!"

"Kuiwu's honest appearance is indeed very deceptive, but Poor Dao never thought that you would be so easy to deceive, and you fell into Kuiwu's trap lightly!"

Yang Zhen's face was gloomy, and he snorted coldly: "But there is only one chance, next." Are you ready to die?"

When Emperor Ziwei heard this, he immediately laughed and said, "Yang Zhen! Yang Zhen! Can't you still see the current form clearly? Now that you are seriously injured, I am afraid that you will not even be able to use your mana." What are you going to do with us? I wanted to give you another chance to surrender to me. But for now, you might as well die!"

In the end, Emperor Ziwei's tone was extremely gloomy.

"Injured!?" Yang Zhen smiled contemptuously and said lightly: "It's true, I'm not injured for many years, even I can't remember when I was last injured, you can hurt me, it's enough to be proud, and you can laugh at Jiuquan." ”

"Huh?" heard Yang Zhen's unashamed words. Emperor Ziwei lost interest in laughing at Yang Zhen. Under such a disadvantage, Yang Zhen still has the confidence to defeat the three of them, obviously what else to rely on. By the way, the last time in Mount Emei, Yang Zhen had used the Nine Ambition Fire to repel Yang Jian, is this the foundation of Yang Zhen's self-confidence?

Looking at Yang Zhen, Emperor Ziwei said, "Could it be that you rely on your hand-controlled fire supernatural power?"

Yang Zhen said: "Not bad. Since you know me, you should know. My strongest supernatural skill is to control the flames. ”

"Hahaha!" Emperor Ziwei said disdainfully: "Yang Zhen, don't you know that you can't break the defense of the Xinghuang Banner at all with just the Nine Ambitions? Huo Yunxian had already killed Jiang Ziya. Your flame is powerful, but I don't care about it yet. ”

"I see, it seems that you don't know me well enough!" Yang Zhen chuckled.

Emperor Ziwei was puzzled: "Oh, what else do you have to rely on?"

"Look! my strongest flame supernatural power!" he snorted. Yang Zhen stood proudly in the air, his whole body was dazzling. The crimson light on his right hand reflected him like a god of fire, mysterious and majestic.

"What kind of fire is this?" saw the flame appear. Emperor Ziwei's heart trembled unconsciously, this is a feeling of fear, and this feeling comes from the fire in Yang Zhen's hand, Emperor Ziwei doesn't know what kind of flame it is, but that feeling of fear still makes Emperor Ziwei call out the apricot yellow flag for defense as soon as possible.

didn't answer Emperor Ziwei, Yang Zhen just waved his hand casually, and the Kuiwu and Pingguang Dao people burned, not even having a chance to dodge, Kuiwu and the Pingguang Dao people, they didn't even know how this flame burned to themselves, so they died under this flame.

"This is my latest flame. Looking at the Ziwei Emperor who couldn't help retreating, Yang Zhen sneered: "Not long ago, I fought with a master of the Buddha Sect in the Sea of Blood, and in that battle, I used this flame to defeat the Great Trend Buddha. It's a pity that you were all about planning the Heavenly Emperor's throne at that time, and you didn't collect my latest information, otherwise you wouldn't dare to fight me today. ”

"What kind of fire is this?" asked Emperor Ziwei with a cold sweat on his face.

Kuiwu and Pingguang Daoren, the two Great Luo Jin Immortals, didn't even resist, and they were burned to ashes, which made Emperor Ziwei frightened in his heart, and he couldn't even think of resisting for a while. At this moment, Emperor Ziwei only thought in his heart, if he really wants to die here today, then let me die more clearly.

"This is the true fire of the sun!" Yang Zhen seemed to know what Emperor Ziwei was thinking, so he didn't continue to sell Guan Zi, but said bluntly: "With this flame, I have no rival under the quasi-saint, even if the lamp is alive, I am sure to kill it......!"

Speaking of this, Yang Zhen sneered: "Even if you have the apricot yellow flag in your hand, there is only one dead end today." ”

As soon as the word "strip" fell, Yang Zhen no longer hesitated, and the sun true fire in his hand instantly turned into a fire dragon, devouring the Ziwei Emperor in an instant, and even the seemingly invincible apricot yellow flag burned under this fire. The true fire of the sun broke through the defense of the Xinghuang Banner and burned the Ziwei Emperor to ashes.

After the death of Emperor Ziwei, Yang Zhen hurriedly withdrew the flame and grabbed the apricot yellow flag in his hand. After all, Xinghuangqi is still the treasure of exposition in the final analysis, if Yang Zhen can return this treasure to expound the teaching, maybe he can also form a good relationship with the exposition and resolve the hatred of the battle in Kunlun Mountain that day.

"This ......" Looking at the appearance of Xinghuang Banner, Yang Zhen couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Although the apricot yellow flag was burned by the true fire of the sun just now, it didn't seem to have any traces of being burned at the moment, as if it wasn't burned just now.

Seeing this, Yang Zhen was a little puzzled, and tried to invade the Yuan Shen into the Xinghuang Banner, but a very powerful Yuan Shen instantly bounced Yang Zhen's Yuan Shen back. Seeing this, Yang Zhen suddenly understood in his heart, although this magic weapon was in the hands of Emperor Ziwei, it was not the magic weapon of Emperor Ziwei, but someone else lent it to Emperor Ziwei, so Emperor Ziwei could not fully control the Xinghuang Banner, nor could he give full play to all the skills of the Xinghuang Banner.

Otherwise, with the defense of the Apricot Yellow Banner, even if Yang Zhen calcined it with the Sun True Fire, he would not break through the defense of the Apricot Yellow Banner in an instant.

Since the Xinghuang Banner is not owned by Emperor Ziwei, then whose treasure belongs to Yang Zhen naturally knows in his heart.

You meow! Dare to pit Lao Tzu, originally Yang Zhen planned to return the apricot yellow flag to the teachings and make a good fate, but now it seems that you will be meow!

Swallowed!

After figuring it out, Yang Zhen didn't say a word, and directly fed the innate spiritual treasure of Xinghuangqi to Jin Jiao Scissors. (To be continued......)