"Those who know the current affairs are heroes. Lord Yaotian's majestic strategy is far beyond what Lord Xianjun can match."
Ling Qian crossed his arms across his chest, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said, "Xiao Shui, hand over the body of Mr. Xianjun. For the sake of our former friendship, I will spare your life."
"Dreaming! I have placed the master's body in a safe location, and you will never find it."
As the giant dragon roared, its whole body exuded two extreme powers of yin and yang.
At this moment, the sky and the earth roared, and the entire area around the lake was enveloped by the terrifying power of cold and heat.
The monks at the Hunyuan Realm and Creation Realm next to them were simply overwhelmed by this momentum.
There were even many monks with Hunyuan realm who directly exploded and died.
"If you are stubborn, then I will send you on your way!"
Ling Qian looked gloomy and shouted: "Form up!"
Four Holy King Realm monks stood in four directions, forming formation eyes. The remaining monks stood around the lake and jointly displayed a formation. A shocking cage overwhelmingly trapped the giant dragon inside.
At this moment, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was drained.
The moment it lost its aura, the dragon's aura suddenly turned into nothingness.
"Xiao Shui, stop struggling. Is it worth it for a dead man? I'll give you another chance in the end..." Ling Qian said coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes.
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the giant dragon, "Haha... you should kill me. Without the master, I would have died a long time ago. The kindness of the master will never be forgotten by Xiao Shui. You will never, never find the master." of the remains.”
After saying that, the scales on the giant dragon's body suddenly shattered, and its body expanded like a balloon, erupting with a destructive momentum.
"Oops! It's going to self-destruct the dragon crystal, get out now!"
Ling Qian shouted loudly, and then quickly stepped back, as did several other holy kings.
"Rumble..."
A shocking sound like the sky and the earth breaking apart resounded from the Bibo Lake, echoing throughout the Beiluo Wasteland. The color of the sky and the earth changed, as if black ink had been spilled, the sky was dark, and strong winds rose, as if the end of the world was coming.
Ling Qian and other four holy kings were seriously injured to varying degrees and vomited blood. However, they escaped with their lives. Their faces at the moment were extremely ugly.
The Hunyuan Realm, Creation Realm, and Annihilation Realm monks who came together were blown to pieces by this destructive explosion, and the whole army was wiped out.
Moreover, Feng Xianjun's body has not been found, which can be said to be a heavy loss but nothing gained.
Mu Yu and Xia Qingxue passed through the secret passage at the bottom of the lake and arrived at the wasteland tens of thousands of feet away.
When they heard the earth-shattering explosion, they all turned around.
Looking from a distance, the Bibo Lake tens of thousands of feet away is already filled with smoke and dust, and is full of ruins.
"It's gone..." Mu Yu said lightly, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.
"How do you know?" Xia Qingxue asked doubtfully. How did he know about what happened tens of thousands of feet away
Mu Yu stretched out his palm, and a ball of extremely hot crimson flame appeared in his palm. It was the Holy Fire of Sunlight that had just merged with him.
However, the flame body of the Sun Sacred Fire was a little dim, and sparks floated in the air, as if they were crying.
Mu Yu was now the master of the Sacred Fire of the Sun, and he felt a touch of sadness in the Sacred Fire of the Sun.
Xia Qingxue also immediately released dry blue ice flames.
At this moment, the dry blue ice flame was like the sacred fire of the sun, trembling all over and ready to cry.