Han Zhantian's words shocked everyone.

Eighty thousand years ago, such a person was definitely a powerful person in the world, and if they provoked it, it would end badly.

Long Xiaotian held the broken arm in one hand, and the wound cut out by the Hell Flame Knife could not heal for a while, and the wound cut out by the Hell Flame Knife also carried extremely strong fire spiritual power, which made Long Xiaotian extremely painful.

At this time, Long Xiaotian didn't care about his injury, he shouted at Shi **, who was holding the Hell Flame Knife, "Emperor Yan, I didn't mean to break into your retreat, but my great-grandson fell into the Yan River, and I want to rescue him." ”

"Yanhe non-saint-level realm cultivators can enter, and the person you said has turned into ashes. After the flame stone man said this, it looked at everyone coldly, "Wait and leave quickly, otherwise Hugh blames the deity for being ruthless." ”

"No, I don't believe that Xiaoyang will die. Long Xiaotian rushed towards the Flame Stone Man desperately.

"Look for death!"

The Flame Stone Man lifted the Hell Flame Knife and stared coldly at Long Xiaotian.

Qiankun Ding chased after him, grabbed Long Xiaotian and said, "Long Xiaotian, don't act rashly, you are not its opponent." ”

Long Xiaotian said with a resolute look on his face, "The old man is not afraid of death, I believe that the sun will not die, I will save him." ”

"I'll deal with it, you and Han Zhantian, two Daoists, will find an opportunity to look for traces of Long Jiaoyang Daoist in the upper and lower reaches of the Yan River. Qiankun Ding said loudly, the flame stone man blinked his eyes with the color of magma, and sneered, "You can also deal with the deity?"

Qiankun Ding spread his hands on his chest and roared loudly: "Come out, Cold Dragon Sky Breaking Spear!"

In Qiankun Ding's hand, there was instantly a jet-black war spear engraved with dragon patterns. There is an emperor-level dragon power that comes out of this jet-black dragon spear, this is an emperor-level magic weapon, not a mortal thing.

The giant dome hidden in the clouds, when it saw this gun, couldn't help but shout excitedly, "Huh...... The Cold Dragon Breaking Sky Spear, the treasure of our clan is still there, it's really good. ”

The flame stone man stared at the Cold Dragon Heaven Breaking Spear for a while, and then said, "The source of the power of your weapon is very strange, and the Heaven and Earth Dao of this heaven and earth does not allow it to exist! ”

Qiankun Ding held the Cold Dragon Sky Breaking Spear and flew up directly without any fancy and slashed towards the Flame Stone Man.

The Flame Stone Man is fearless, it swings the Hell Flame Knife and slashes upwards to face off against the Cold Dragon Sky Breaking Spear!

Zheng!

The sound of the battle like Jin Ge's iron horse formed a spiritual power shock wave, causing the three of Giant Egg, Han Zhantian, and Long Xiaotian to retreat quickly, not daring to continue to stay.

Nikin and Xuan Mo, two early stage cultivators of the Saint-level Realm who were injured and unable to move, were directly shocked to death by the battle shock wave of the Emperor-level magic weapon.

The Cold Dragon Heaven-Breaking Spear and the Hell Flame Knife confronted each other in the air, half of this piece of heaven and earth was frozen, and half was boiling and burning. Under the shock wave of the collision of these two forces, the calm Yan River set off a terrifying storm.

Boom, boom, boom......

The ice and the flames collided violently, and their might made the Heavenly City and the Flame City earthquake occur at the same time, countless houses collapsed in an instant, and innocent lives continued to die. There's this kind of extinction here.

When the Cold Dragon Breaking Spear and the Hell Flame Knife were about to start an all-out war, they would not hesitate to sink this place. The terrifying power of the Dao Destroying Attack made the Emperor-level power of the Dragon Ice Breaking Spear instantly wear away.

Qiankun Ding's expression changed greatly, and he took the Cold Dragon Sky Breaking Spear into his body.

This terrifying Dao Destroying Power did not disappear in an instant, they impacted the Qiankun Ding, causing the Qiankun Ding to suffer a heavy blow in the blink of an eye. Then Qiankun Ding couldn't maintain his human form, and directly exposed his body.

The Flame Stone Man did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, it snorted coldly and said, "The deity has said a long time ago that the deity can defeat you without using a hand. ”

Qiankun Ding flew away, and the power of the Dao Destroying continued to attack it.

When Qiankun Ding and Flame Stone ** were fighting, Long Xiaotian and Han Zhantian, and the three giant eggs were looking for the upper and lower reaches of the Yan River respectively. However, the final result made everyone extremely depressed, there was no trace of Long Jiaoyang, and it was difficult for them to find Long Jiaoyang who was covered by the beads and the breath in this thousands of meters long Yan River.

"Is it difficult to reach the Heavenly Absolute Dragon Family, the Heavenly Dead Dragon Family?" Long Xiaotian, who had a broken arm, raised his head to look at the sky, and his heart was sad.

"Is the heir of the Haoqi Heavenly Monument dead like this?, or is the real descendant of the Haoqi Heavenly Monument the Tianqi in the Exiled Domain?" Han Zhantian muttered to himself on a hill in the lower reaches of the Yan River.

When Han Zhantian saw Tianqi in the Realm of Exile, he was really surprised. He originally thought that only Long Jiaoyang knew the art of Haoqi in this world, but who knew that Long Jiaoyang's apprentice was the purest cultivator of the Haoqi technique.

Qiankun Ding didn't kill Tianqi, Tietou, and Golden Little Manniu, he just suppressed a few people in the Exile Domain, preparing to let Long Jiaoyang go back and convict him personally.

The giant egg was hidden between the clouds, looking at the steaming Yanhe and muttering to himself, "Long Jiaoyang, are you really dead?"

Long Jiaoyang did not die, when he fell into the Yan River, he thought that he would be burned to ashes in an instant. But when he really fell into this river of flames, Long Jiaoyang found that his body only felt very hot, and there was no sign of being burned to ashes.

The strength of Long Jiaoyang's physical body has long been different from what it used to be. However, what really kept Long Jiaoyang's body from being completely damaged was not the protection of the Divine Dragon Body Protection Technique, after all, when Long Jiaoyang fell into the Yan River, the Divine Dragon Body Protection Technique on his body had been broken. The reason why Long Jiaoyang is not afraid of the flames of the Yanhe River is that he once forged his body in the flames of evil spirits and snow, which made his body not afraid of ordinary flames.

Although the magma fire of the Yanhe River is powerful, it is far less terrifying than the fire of evil spirits and the flame of snow. After discovering that the magma could not really hurt his body, Long Jiaoyang dived in and quickly swam away into the distance.

The flame stone people did not find Long Jiaoyang because Long Jiaoyang had a covering bead on his body. In addition, if a saint-level realm cultivator enters the Yan River, it will wake up as soon as possible, and it is not the Yan Emperor. It's a general stationed in Yanhe.

Long Jiaoyang sneaked and swam in the Yan River for about 100 meters, and he found a Vermilion Bird pattern at the bottom of the Yan River. This Vermilion Bird pattern contains an inexplicable rhyme, which immediately attracts the dragon to the sun.

"Why do I have a very familiar feeling?" Long Jiaoyang muttered to himself, subconsciously stretching out a hand and pressing it towards the Vermilion Bird pattern formed by this rhyme.

In an instant, the Vermilion Bird pattern turned into a small fire pattern and swam into Long Jiaoyang's skin, Long Jiaoyang felt that the dark fire pattern of the Vermilion Bird was extremely comfortable on the skin, and he unconsciously closed his eyes to sense and push.

And when Long Jiaoyang did this, the fire patterns that were floating on Long Jiaoyang's body suddenly seemed to come to life, and they excitedly reformed the Vermilion Bird pattern, and then took Long Jiaoyang down the Yan River and sank.