I saw that when the man in black was singing, a gorgeous white light suddenly burst out with his right hand, and a powerful aura came out from his fist with his right hand. Any space that his right hand touched was automatically broken.

"Sacred Fist! Hoho!" The man in black avoided the slash of the Dragon Sword, and his right fist, which burst out with white light, hit the Dragon Sword's chest.

A smile appeared on Long Jian's face. As soon as the man in black swung his fist, his body retreated against physical principles, as if he was flowing backwards at the same time, and it looked extremely strange.

Seeing Long Jian's strange smile, the man in black suddenly jumped and suddenly felt very uneasy. His spiritual sense scanned nearby, and a tragic scene suddenly imprinted into his mind, making his face suddenly gloomy.

The ten people emitting white and black light were all lying on the ground and dying.

At their original location, a young boy who was a little too young was looking at his fist, as if he was dissatisfied with not solving them with one punch. Perhaps because he felt his spiritual sense perception, the boy suddenly smiled strangely, and a powerful aura suddenly released on him. With the emergence of this aura, a spiritual sense that was more than twice as condensed than the man in black himself suddenly hit his spiritual sense.

"Puff!" The man in black spat out a mouthful of blood in a muffled voice, his body retreated more than ten meters, and his face turned pale.

In the perception of the man in black, the boy was not the one who really made him angry. What made him want to kill was the other battlefield. He saw a middle-aged man in a golden robe laughing and rushing back and forth among the people he brought. Every time his fist hit, at least one person would squirt blood and fall to the ground. The aura emitted by the middle-aged man in golden robe was definitely much stronger than that of the man in black himself.

According to their plane, his cultivation level is at the peak of the Holy Realm, and the cultivation level of the Dragon Sword is at the middle stage of the Holy Realm, while Tang Lan and the Dragon King Kabar are powerful men who step into the god level with half a foot.

Not to mention Tang Lan and the Dragon King Kabar, the Dragon Sword alone is enough to give him a drink, because as the Dragon Sword is the leader, there are many skills for fighting higher and higher levels, and any of them can make him depressed for a long time, but now three appear at the same time, and his mood slowly falls to the bottom.

In his impression, the Flame Dragon Continent has always had only one Holy Land Power, and there are very few level nine cultivators. He was excited to sweep this continent that had resisted them for tens of thousands of years, but now he did not expect that the other party's comprehensive strength suddenly became so powerful in just a few months.

Although the Space Gate is still teleporting the strong men from their Demon Fighting Continent to come over, there are only a few who can keep the deaths and injuries intact.

Now more than 200 people have teleported over, but only about fifty survivors are left.

The man in black is bleeding in his heart!

He turned his head and roared at the space gate: "Beast King, are you really sitting there without paying attention?"

The answer to him was a cold snorkeling. The space gate suddenly shook violently. A young man with a long-haired cultivation level who was still above the black-clothed man appeared next to the space gate. He brushed his black hair gently and said contemptuously: "Aren't you rushing to come first? Why, are you afraid now?"

Long Jian didn't want to give them time to struggle. In order to kill all the variables in the cradle, he pointed the heavy sword straight at the man in black and said coldly: "Don't say so much nonsense, if you are not afraid of death, hurry up!"

The man in black snorted coldly, looked at the young man indifferently, and then stared at Long Jian with a cold look: "I, Sail, attacked no less than a hundred planes, and no one has ever forced me to this point. Congratulations, you have successfully aroused the anger of this envoy!"

The two of them did not talk nonsense and launched attacks one after another.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

As the figures of the two continued to move in the Valley of Jueqing, countless space cracks appeared in the air and began to collapse. With the full strength of the Sanctuary, the space of the Flame Dragon Continent could not even bear a single attack.

The long-haired young man called the Beast King locked his momentum on the Dragon King Kabar. He chuckled and said, "I can feel that you also have the aura of the king of beasts on you, but there can only be one Beast King in the world. Since I am called the Beast King, you must die!" As he said that, his aura suddenly changed in his body, and a breath of a bloodthirsty beast rushed straight from him towards the Dragon King.

Although his tone was relaxed, the young man with long hair was extremely solemn. The other party's cultivation was not a slight difference than his. The only thing he could rely on was the blood skills in his inheritance memory.

As the Dragon King of the Dragon Clan, Kabar is the only leader of the Dragon Clan. Do he still need to doubt his strength?

The two kings of the beasts began the first contest in terms of momentum.

Tang Lan's faint voice suddenly came into the Beast King's ears: "You seem to have forgotten the existence of Ben Shao? Why, do you look down on Ben Shao?" Strictly speaking, Tang Lan is definitely the most powerful existence present now, including the half-immortal body, the Balong Fist, the Tianlong Dance Step, the Tai Chi triple wave, the twin extreme flame... Any of them are extremely powerful existences, enough to allow him to fight beyond the level, even the leader-level strongman would not have thought of getting it in his hands.

The Beast King was stunned for a moment. Only then did he realize that Tang Lan was strange. He could not see through Tang Lan's cultivation level at all. There were only two possibilities: either the other party's cultivation level had reached the lower level of the god level, or he had practiced some special martial arts that could hide his cultivation level. But no matter which one, judging from the momentum he faintly exuded, he was definitely a more difficult person than the Dragon King.

Just as he was worried that the other party would join forces to attack him, a low voice full of majesty spread throughout the battlefield: "It is worthy of repelling my plane back then. With the scent of the flames so thin, so many strong people were born. It seems that my decision was not wrong."

Hearing this majestic voice, a hint of ecstasy ejaculation surged on the Beast King's face, and he laughed: "It seems that the Soul Envoy is ready to take action personally. You can pray quickly to escape from this place! Haha~haha!"

Tang Lan's face became solemn that she had never been solemn. She used the lion roar and roared suddenly: "Who is shameful, get out of here!"

As an invisible sound wave slowly spread out with Tang Lan as the center, all the enemy strong men in Jueqing Valley were shocked, and the seven holes were bleeding. The look of being seriously injured made Tang Lan's strong men stunned.

The damage caused by the sound waves is not only here, but the ice valley begins to shake slightly, and countless ice and snow begin to collapse, and the rumbling sound keeps ringing, and the power of a roar is so powerful!
Chapter completed!