The power of thunder and lightning released by the Five Tribulation Town Saint Talisman was very violent, covering the entire Dragon Fire Island, turning into a sea of ​​thunder and lightning, making roars one after another, just like destroying all living beings on the island.

Faced with such a might, even the creatures in the holy realm felt frightened.

The fairy concubine raised her willow-leaved eyebrows slightly, then stretched out a slender jade finger, and a little above her, and a powerful mental power surged out.

In an instant, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on Longhuo Island was like streams, all gathered at her fingertips, condensed into a layer of light walls, and floated above the saints of the court.

The wall of light is like a layer of white veil, which seems quite fragile, but it resists the attack of the Five Tribulation Saint Talisman. Thick lightning columns hit the wall of light, like raindrops falling on the lake surface, just splashing a circle of tiny ripples.

The area under the light wall seemed particularly quiet. Compared with the outside, it was like two different worlds. All the saints in the court breathed a sigh of relief.

"Even the saints of the Five Tribulations and Sages in the Heaven Realm dare not take the attack on the attack. If the goddess Siming had not taken action, some of us would have fallen."

Their eyes stared at the beautiful back of the fairy concubine, all of which showed a look of awe and envy. They are worthy of being the Goddess of the Earth Temple. No wonder they became one of the mysterious women of the Nine Heavens. As expected, they have unfathomable mental power. They can easily resolve the attack of the Five Tribulations and Saint-State Talisman in the slightest way.

Of course, that is because the five robbery sage covers a wide range and its power is weakened, so she can block it so easily.

If so, the Five Tribulations and Saint-State Talisman concentrates on one point to launch an attack, no matter how strong the fairy concubine is, she can only retreat.

In the camp of the Immortal Blood Clan, the three Death Knights flew up wearing the Ten Saint Blood Armor, stood at a low altitude ten feet above the ground, holding a spear in their hands, and roared in unison: "The Light of Death."

"Crash."

Three circles of blood-red light surged out from their bodies, overlapping and covering the immortal blood clan saints below.

With the blessing of the Ten Saint Blood Armor and the Light of the Death, the three Death Knights turned into human-shaped flesh shields and resisted the attack of the Five Tribulation Saint-Suppressing Talisman.

The holy beasts in Zulong Mountain and Jiuli Palace were not so lucky. They were struck by lightning and ran away with their heads and skins. They quickly dug rocks, drilled into the ground, and shrank, and then they could save their lives.

"Zhang Ruochen, don't even think about success, let me die."

"Pengxing the Dragon Thorn."

The Marquis Dragon Shaojun and the Winged Dragon Shaojun have a deep cultivation level. They use the ancestral weapon to protect their bodies and continue to take action to prevent Zhang Ruochen from collecting the elves of the spiritual dragon fire.

The one-armed young man, holding the giant green axe, exerted force violently, turning like a windmill.

Suddenly, his fingers loosened, and the giant green axe flew out in a rotating manner, passing through the lightning columns, hitting Zhang Ruochen who was floating in the air.

Not far away, the young man of the Winged Dragon opened his mouth and spit out a golden dragon thorn.

The dragon thorns flew up into the sky like a white rainbow piercing the sun.

It was the critical moment when Zhang Ruochen collected the fire of the Spirit Dragon. He focused on controlling the rules of the Holy Way. The five-meter-long blue fire dragon on the opposite side gradually became smaller and flew towards his eyebrows.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen did not dare to be distracted at all. Facing the attacks of the two dragon clan young masters, he had to summon the food holy flowers to resist.

The Holy Flower of Food rushed out of Zhang Ruochen's body and extended out vines more than ten miles long. The petals on the top of the vine unfolded and collided with the giant blue axe.

"Bang."

The impact of the giant green axe is so strong that the Holy Flower cannot dodge and can only handle it, so naturally it cannot withstand it. The flowers burst and dozens of petals fell from mid-air.

The Holy Flower of Food let out a whine, suffered a severe blow, and returned to Zhang Ruochen's body.

However, after being resisted by the Holy Flowers, the attack direction of the green giant axe shifted, flew out from Zhang Ruochen's right side and rushed into the clouds.

On the other end, the Piercing Dragon Spike, which was shot by the Young Master of Winglong, was slightly distorted by the space distortion displayed by Zhang Ruochen, and flew over from the edge of his waist without directly hitting him.

However, the wind carried by the dragon thorn was like a heavy punch on Zhang Ruochen's abdomen, causing him to fly upwards for more than ten feet.

Zhang Ruochen only felt a sharp pain coming from his abdomen, and then a fishy and sweet smell surged to his throat.

Injured!

Fortunately, he was wearing the Ten Saint Blood Armor. Otherwise, if he had suffered the injury that had just been hit, he would have suffered even more serious and he would have failed.

"When I collect the dragon fire of the spirit will be your death."

"receive."

Zhang Ruochen widened his eyes, shouted, and used all his strength to put the blue fire dragon into the middle of his eyebrows and put it in the air.

Then, his body completely turned blue, with fire patterns like dragon scales flowing on his skin.

It looks particularly magical.

"Zhang Ruochen actually actually brought a mature spiritual dragon fire into his body."

The young master of Winglong showed an incredible look, clasped his hands together, mobilizing the holy energy in his whole body, and wanted to perform the holy art.

"Bang."

At this moment, a crisp sound rang above its head.

not good.

The young master of the Winged Dragon looked up and saw that the "Double Dragon Bone Bead" used to protect his ancestral weapon was cracked by lightning and lightning.

Then, with a bang, the two dragon bone beads burst and opened, turning into a ball of bone meal.

Losing the protection of the ancestral weapon, the lightning released by the Five Tribulations Saint Talisman fell on the Winged Dragon Shaojun.

"Puff."

The first lightning fell, piercing through the dragon's wings of the Winged Dragon Shaojun, leaving a dark hole. The power released by the lightning made its dragon wings burn.

The second lightning struck the Winglong Shaojun's body. Then, the Winglong Shaojun's body trembled, and a low and muffled sound came from his mouth, which turned black from beginning to end.

As lightning fell one after another, the young master of the Winged Dragon was slashed and his flesh was so broken that he could not use the holy arts. He had to dig out the rocks and dig into the ground to hide.

The ancestral weapon of the Barbarian Dragon Shaojun has also been broken, which is a little more miserable than the Winged Dragon Shaojun. All the scales on their bodies were melted by lightning, like a black loach, hiding into the cracks of the stone.

"What a powerful successor of time and space, he actually collected a mature spiritual dragon fire." The surprised god, Prince Demonic Heaven's pupil, showed six meters tall, covered with black patterns. He carried the seven-meter-long Emperor Killing Demon Sword and rushed out of the defense circle composed of three death knights, kicked his feet and rushed from the dense thunder and lightning.

Zhang Ruochen has not completely subdued the dragon fire of the spirit. Now is the best time to kill him. How could Prince Demonic Heaven miss this opportunity?

The two pairs of dark red flesh wings on Prince Demonic Heaven's back spread out and flew quickly towards Zhang Ruochen.

"Boom."

A electric pillar as thick as a bowl fell down and hit Prince Mo Tian.

A surprising scene happened. The demonic patterns on Prince Mo Tian’s body emitted a dazzling light and turned into a layer of defense net. Thunder and lightning fell on Prince Mo Tian’s body and automatically slipped down, unable to hurt him.

"The Emperor Killing Demon Sword, the Heavenly Demon is born."

Prince Demonic Heaven flew above Zhang Ruochen's head, held the sword in both hands, and used all his strength to slash down with one sword.

As the battle sword fell, thirty-six paths of demonic energy flew out of the sword body and condensed into a demon phantom. The demon phantom was as high as thirty-six feet, and his hands merged together, turned into a sword shape, and also slashed towards Zhang Ruochen.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen's eyes opened, and two blue flame beams shot out of his eyes: "Well, you were attacking before, now it's my turn!"

Zhang Ruochen raised his right arm, his arms, wrists, and fingers were completely wrapped in blue flames, and he hit him with one palm and collided with the sword edge of the Emperor Killing Demon Sword.

"boom!"

The blue flame and black gas formed two circles of energy ripples, which quickly spread to all directions. Whenever they were hit by the energy ripples, all the peaks collapsed.

Zhang Ruochen slapped out with all his strength, carrying the spiritual dragon fire, how violent the power was.

Unable to withstand the powerful palm force, the shadow of the demon shattered and opened with a loud bang. The shape of the palm print became increasingly huge in the pupils of Prince Demon Heaven. Then, he was hit by the palm print, his whole body was shocked, and he coughed up blood in his mouth, throwing it out like a kite with broken strings.

Below, the court and the saints of the Immortal Blood Clan were all shocked by the scene in front of them.

The Prince of Demon Heaven has become a saint in his body. He has collected eleven fires of the spiritual dragon fire in a row, and also has the ancient holy weapon emperor's demon-killing sword of the Demon Heaven tribe. He can't stop Zhang Ruochen's palm?

"Even Prince Qi Tian can't defeat Prince Mo Tian with just one move. How strong is Zhang Ruochen?"

"In the same realm, Zhang Ruochen really has no enemy to fight?"

...

Under Zhang Ruochen's feet, a phoenix and a phoenix emerged, bursting out with amazing speed, catching up with Prince Demon Heaven, mobilizing the thrilling sword intent, gathered at his fingertips, and pointed at him.

In front of his fingers, the dragon fire of the spirit radiated out and condensed into a three-foot-long flame war sword.

Prince Motian gritted his teeth and quickly resisted it with a sword, but was beaten to fly out again, and the injuries inside his body became even heavier.

One of the wisp of the wisp of the wisp dragon fire fell on the blood armor on the chest of Prince Demon Heaven, making a chirping sound. A defensive treasure like the Ten Saint Blood Armor, when it encountered the wisp dragon fire, it was actually burned with a shallow mark.

It is conceivable that more spiritual dragon fire can definitely burn through the Ten Saints Blood Armor.

"Isn't you dead yet? The last blow, Longyou Nine Heavens."

Zhang Ruochen used the tenth palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm and turned into a golden dragon. The dragon emitted a dazzling Buddha light, and two huge dragon claws stretched out and pressed it on Prince Demonic Heaven.

A layer of blue fire appeared on the dragon's claws, flowing with layers of dragon scale patterns.

After conquering the dragon fire of the dragon, the power of the dragon elephant Prajna palm will be further improved.

Zhang Ruochen wanted to use this attack to completely kill Prince Mo Tian, ​​so as not to grow into a great enemy in the future.

"Wow—"

A vortex was born out of thin air between the two dragon claws and the Prince of Demon Heaven, releasing a powerful twisting force, which actually cracked the tenth palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, and threw the golden dragon out.

The golden dragon flew more than ten miles away and changed into Zhang Ruochen's figure again.

Zhang Ruochen dispelled the power, stood firm again, showed a look of surprise, stared at the vortex floating in the air, and said, "Another spiritual power comes, who are you?"

In the center of the vortex, a slender figure slowly emerged, standing above the vortex, smiling charmingly: "The Temple of Immortality, Ying Huo, has seen the successor of time and space. Haha."

On the ground, Suihan heard the word "Yinghuo" and pondered for a moment. Then, he suddenly raised his head and exclaimed: "She is the immortal goddess in the Immortal Temple, Yinghuo?"
Chapter completed!