As soon as Yan Long made a move, the huge flame dragon claw evaporated the surrounding clouds for a mile, directly grabbed the prime, and turned into a flame cage.

Wang Zhong could even feel that the flame of the Yanlong was not an ordinary flame, but a true fire of Taoism, which had the effect of calcining the soul.

Even if Tu Yuan is a ghost immortal who has survived the thunder tribulation, when he encounters this Dao family true fire, he will only end up with flying ashes and annihilation.

However, Tu Yuan was the high priest of the Jingyuan Temple after all, and there were many means to save his life, but Yan Long grabbed it but he was empty.

When Yanlong reacted, Tu Yuan was already a hundred zhang away, and what Yanlong caught was just a stand-in.

Just as Tu Yuan was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a lotus platform suddenly appeared above him, and the space suddenly froze.

Wang Zhong appeared at this time, the huge golden Buddha sat on the lotus platform, and the figure was bound by the power of space, unable to move for the time being.

Where would Su Mu let go of this kind of good opportunity, the reappearance of the Celestial Divine Bell, with Wang Zhong's Space Lotus Platform, under the double pressure of time and space, Tu Yuan was suddenly unable to move, and even the Divine Soul could not launch the Dao Technique.

"Damn, Taishang Dao sneak attack from behind, what kind of martial arts holy land!" Tu Yuan saw that he had planted it, and immediately scolded.

Yan Long smiled at this time: "The winner is the king and the loser is Kou, this is an unchanging truth since ancient times!"

"Hand over the blood of the evil god, and I'll let you live!"

Tu Yuan said angrily: "It turns out that you are here for the blood of the evil god, but unfortunately I don't have the blood of the evil god on me at all!"

Yan Long sneered: "I know that the three drops of the blood of the evil god are on you, since you toast and don't eat and drink, then don't blame the old man for being ruthless!"

After speaking, the Yan Dragon turned into a fire dragon and circled around the Tu Yuan, which was comparable to the temperature of the sun, and the roasted Tu Yuan screamed.

The ghosts and immortals are full of treasures, and after being calcined by Taoist true fire, the thoughts can be turned into the most original power of the divine soul for people to absorb.

The thought also contains the memory of the ghost immortal's life, as long as Yanlong absorbs the idea of Tu Yuan, he will naturally know where the blood of the evil god is hidden by him?

"Senior Yanlong, didn't you say that the blood of the evil god belongs to you, and everything that is left of the Yuan belongs to me?" Wang Zhong smiled slightly, and the spatial lotus platform rotated, taking the Yuan away, avoiding the flames of the Yan Dragon.

"Boy, don't get in the way, otherwise the old man will refine with you!" Yan Longyan saw that the duck in his hand was about to fly, and he was immediately furious!

Wang Zhong laughed and said, "Since the seniors don't want to fulfill their promises, then our cooperation will end here!"

The golden Buddha Dharma suddenly bloomed, and the 10,000 palms behind him spread out like a pu fan, and a huge force woke up from the Dharma Phase, pushing the sea water away, revealing the seabed at the bottom of the sea.

The flames of the Yan Dragon's whole body soared, and one head was divided into two, two into four, and finally nine dragon heads grew and turned into a nine-headed fire dragon.

"Since you don't know how to lift, then die with Tu Yuan!" Yanlong's nine heads spoke at the same time, and the nine sound waves rushed towards Wang Zhong like ocean waves.

Wang Zhong laughed, his hands were closed, and the golden Buddha on the top of his head waved out one palm at a time, and the palm of each palm had a "swastika" symbol.

"The Buddha on the top is really like an immortal, ten thousand Buddhas!"

As soon as Wang Zhong made a move, he was full of strength, and the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty Sect fused the power of the law of vibration, and shot out spatial ripples with one palm, as if the void could not withstand his power.

The huge Buddha palm covers the sky and the sun, forming a big mountain and suppressing the Yanlong.

Every palm of the Golden Buddha hit Yan Long's body, and it was scorched black by the opponent's flames, and the terrifying recovery power of the "Past Mida Sutra" was activated, and it returned to its original state in an instant.

The flames on Yan Long's body became less and less, and the nine heads shook their heads even more, and they were dizzy by the 10,000 Buddha palms.

The Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty Sect cooperated with the past Mida Sutra, and the Yanlong who fought lost his temper.

The Yanlong is a creature created by the Void Creation of the Oneiroi Machine, which is equivalent to a ghost immortal of a catastrophe.

Although Wang Zhong has not yet crossed the tribulation, he can already compete with the four tribulation ghosts and immortals, and there is no suspense in the fight between the two, and Wang Zhong has achieved an overwhelming advantage.

"Please also ask Daoist friends to stop!" Su Mu saw that Yanlong was defeated by Wang Zhong, and suddenly the horizontal sword blocked in front of Yanlong.

Wang Zhong's Rulai Divine Palm slammed on the "Heavenly Dao Sealing Demon Sword", and all the power was absorbed by the Divine Sword, and then counterattacked back.

The "Heavenly Dao Sealing Demon Sword", the treasure of the Taishang Dao, is not outstanding in attack and defense, and its power is all in the word "seal", which can block any attack and then counterattack back.

Wang Zhong fought against his own strength, and the huge force made him withdraw from the land of three miles.

In the past, the Mida Sutra is as immortal as the Buddha's body is immortal, and no matter how big the injury is, it can be restored in an instant, reflecting the unchangeable characteristics of the past.

No matter how injured Wang Zhong is, he can recover, but Su Mu's "Heavenly Dao Sealing Demon Sword" can block Wang Zhong's palms a few times, and Su Mu will definitely die.

"Since you are too good to keep the agreement, then don't blame me!"

Wang Zhong picked up the figure and left, the speed was as fast as lightning, and he broke through the sound in an instant and disappeared into the sky.

"I took the figure with me, I want the blood of the evil god, and I will exchange it for the second chapter of the universe!"

Su Mu had the heart to pursue, but unfortunately Wang Zhong ran too fast, but in her heart, Su Mu was still a little happy about Wang Zhong's departure, if it really started, she didn't know how to face Wang Zhong.

Yanlong was greatly injured by the vitality of the Rulai God's palm, and he was also powerless to pursue Wang Zhong, besides, the vast sea, boundless, and endless desert islands, as long as Wang Zhong casually hid on the desert island, who could find him!

"I didn't expect his strength to be so powerful, he couldn't be compared to the four tribulations of ghosts and immortals without crossing the thunder tribulation, if he was given the thunder tribulation, wouldn't it be even more terrifying!"

Yanlong slowly regained his human form, but his complexion was very bad, and it can be seen that Wang Zhong's "Rulai Divine Palm" is not easy to accept, and he has already injured the origin.

"Elder Yanlong, you better hurry back to the sect to heal, I will inform the sect master of this matter!" Su Mu proposed to Yanlong.

"You have to be careful yourself, that Hong Gui (Wang Zhong) is powerful, unless the sect master makes a move, I'm afraid no one can help him, now that we tear our faces, it's hard to guarantee that he won't make a move on you!"

Although Su Mu didn't think so, he was solemn on his face, and Yanlong left with confidence.

As soon as Yanlong left, Su Mu didn't stay long, she had already sensed that the Three Thousand Knights were coming in this direction.

Wang Zhong took Tu Yuan with him, and after making sure that no one was chasing behind him, he found a desert island to settle down.

On the sea, it is very good to be able to find a desert island, but the most feared thing is to lose your way.

Fortunately, Wang Zhong left a mark on the desert island in advance, and he just came all the way to the desert island, so he didn't get lost.

Just bitter Tu Yuan, the high priest, along the way, in order to prevent Tu Yuan from escaping, Wang Zhong not only broke his limb joints, but also wrapped his head with a dirty cloth covered with filth, so that he could not get out of his body.

The strip of cloth was carefully concocted by Wang Zhong, not only the blood of the black dog, the urine of the child, but also the blood of the girl Tiankui, which was simply a soul buster, and Wang Zhong himself did not dare to touch it.

Tu Yuan, the high priest of the Jingyuan Temple, where did he think that Wang Zhong, a dignified ghost immortal martial saint-level powerhouse, would use such indiscriminate means.

When Wang Zhong came to the desert island, Mr. Lan Da and Zhao Feirong had been waiting for a long time, and had prepared a variety of "feasts" for Tu Yuan.