On the Tongtian Lake, the situation changes color!
Nine dragons were dying, a pair of fleshy wings could no longer keep flapping, and the entire huge dragon body fell down!
"Boom!"
The water waves splashed high. In fact, the lake water was already red, with large tracts of demon repairs and the internal organs of demon repairs floating.
Seeing that Qiu Wujiang was killed by the nine-tailed celestial fox, Yiganlong clan couldn't believe it, but at the same time, a sense of fear grew spontaneously!
With this fear, the remaining masters of the Dragon Race weakened their fighting spirit, and their offensives were no longer sharp and fierce.
Soon, Zi Xiao and Yu Xuening led the group of demon repairs and demon repairs they were working on again, and smashed the remaining dragon races to pieces one by one!
The massacre like a sea of blood filled the air with a thick smell!
Almost all the demon cultivators in the Jade Fox Palace were excited. They never knew that the true strength of their Palace Master had reached such a shocking level.
Everyone can foresee that in the future, the entire Ten Thousand Demon Realm will be dominated by the Jade Fox Palace, and the Devil Emperor of Zizhu Lin has the same strength as Qiu Wujiang, so naturally he will no longer dare to compete with Yu Xuening.
And Dragon Valley, without Qiu Wujiang, even if there are any hidden masters, it will be difficult to regain it!
The manifestation of Yu Xuening's strength was also forced by Qiu Wujiang's sudden violent madness.
When all the demon dragons had blood stained the Tongtian Lake and fell into the lake, there were only dozens of demon repairs and demon repairs under Yu Xuening and Zi Xiao.
The rest of these were all masters of rank 8 or higher, but they were all consuming their true energy.
In the whole scene, apart from Yu Xuening and Zixiao's profound skills, which seemed to be easy to use, only Yang Chen and the bamboo-mian man did not spend much real energy.
"It seems that after today, the three-legged history of the Ten Thousand Demon Realm will be rewritten," Zi Xiao looked at Yu Xuening, who was not changing his face, and smiled bitterly.
Yu Xuening retracted the nine Bai Yingying foxtails, and there were suspicious clouds flowing in his eyes. Looking at the nine-headed dragon corpse floating on the lake, she seemed to be thinking about something.
"Palace Master, now that the Dragon King is dead, why not lead the tribe and go to the Dragon Valley for a bloodbath and take the Dragon Valley territory for the palace lord?" Qing Luan came up to ask for orders.
Yu Xuening shook her head, "This is a weird thing, Qiu Wujiang is not a reckless guy. The Tongtian Pagoda is about to open, let's get the business done first."
"Naturally, the Tongtian Tower should be occupied by our Jade Fox Palace. It is no longer necessary for the Tongtian Great to continue now, right?" Qing Luan glanced at a crowd of demons.
The demon cultivators were filled with righteous indignation, but most of them consumed a lot of true yuan, daring not to speak. They knew that the leader Zi Xiao would not be Yu Xuening's opponent, so they had to let these demon cultivators overwhelmed.
However, Yu Xuening showed a charming smile that was secretive. "How can it be done? It's better to compare. I'm not an arbitrary character in Yu Xuening. It has nothing to do with this palace for anyone in the Ten Thousand Demon Realm to fight for supremacy. This palace is just fine.
There is still an incense stick time before the opening of the Tongtian Pagoda. Now that the long worms in Longgu are all dead, it is up to Yang Chen to compete with this Xingtian brother. Whoever wins, whoever has the right to enter the Tongtian Pagoda. "
Everyone didn't understand what kind of medicine Yu Xuening sold in the gourd, but since she said that, she could only blame it.
Yang Chen probably guessed a bit, she might be the same as herself, aware that Xing Tian might have cultivated the "Wang Nian Xing Xing Jing".
On the opposite side, Xing Tian didn't shirk, and stood up in the air, his eyes fixed on Yang Chen.
Yang Chen saw a bit of expectation in his eyes, and at the same time he felt more weird, he floated up and confronted Xing Tian.
In the breathlessness of the two people, the two gradually condensed a large amount of true essence, and the various coercive auras... unexpectedly similar!
"Teng!"
A group of scarlet Nanming Lihuo rose from Yang Chen's hand, and the scorching heat caused many nearby demon cultivators to retreat.
Xing Tian was unmoved, and bursts of azure blue halo appeared in his hands, which was the power of that sunflower water.
The two remained silent, and after looking at each other for a long time, they suddenly moved on the offensive! !
"boom!!"
A violent explosion shook in the air, and in the blink of an eye, the two had already fought in the sky and became a ball!
The scarlet Lihuo and the azure sunflower water lingered around the two of them. In the red and blue interlaced, the fists and feet of the two also collided, causing a violent shock!
Neither of them wanted to expend too much real energy, so they simply used the most primitive and direct offensive method, using the Heavenly Fire and Xuanshui's True Essence body guards to use their fists and kicks.
When the strength reaches a certain level, facing opponents who are almost the same, absolute hand-to-hand combat will be the easiest way to distinguish between superiors and inferior ones.
The demon cultivators and the demon cultivators were fascinated, and they were secretly surprised. What kind of exercises did these two use? How could they even control the sky fire and the profound water
Yang Chen took a round and kicked, and a white golden samādhi sprang out!
Xing Tian blocked his arms, opened a black and blue underwater shield, and while extinguishing the true samādhi fire, he burst out with his fist, and also swung out a true samādhi fire!
The fierce and domineering real fire flicked through Yang Chen's ears, Yang Chen threw a real fire whip and drew it towards Xing Tian's waist!
"boom!"
A circle of true fire exploded from Xing Tian, shattering the long whip in Yang Chen's hand, and at the same time, a rush brought a fist to Yang Chen's side!
Yang Chen didn't bother to dodge at all, a bloody flame suddenly ignited all over his body, like a bloody red lotus blooming in the air!
"Karma!?"
Xing Tian evaded anxiously, and shouted out behind Yang Chen silently.
If he attacked again, he would inevitably suffer from the burning of his soul, so he must stop as soon as possible.
When he heard this voice, Yang Chen suddenly regained his senses, with a hint of red in his eye sockets, and rarely a little moist in his eyes...
"This voice... is... really you!? Uncle!?"
Yang Chen exclaimed, his heart beating frantically, and he could hardly believe his ears!
"Xing Tian" finally showed a cheerful laugh, and silently took off the mask, revealing a slightly rough but gentle face.
Yang Chenru received an electric shock. He hadn't seen this face for more than ten years since he was nine years old, but even so, it was engraved in his heart forever, with infinite gratitude.
Before returning to China, if anyone could make Yang Chen a respectable elder, then only the man in front of him—Song Tianxing!
"Xing Tian... Tian Xing... Haha... Haha..." Yang Chen laughed stupidly, unreservedly, like a child with candy, "Uncle...you...really you..."
Hei Qingyang, Song Tianxing's eyes also revealed the kind of love he had never shown. He looked at him as an adult who had grown up without any status as a master or apprentice, but he was a young man who taught magic skills by himself.
"Boy, you are fine, fine..." Song Tianxing said several times "very well", and only he himself knew the various meanings best.
The demonic cultivators and demonic cultivators around them all showed surprise. These two human monks actually recognized them, and seemed to have a lot of friendship. No wonder the techniques used were so similar and weird.
Zi Xiao and Yu Xuening had anticipated it a long time ago, and did not interrupt the conversation between the couple.
Qing Luan on the side asked Yu Xuening, "Palace Master, who is the winner?"
Yu Xuening glanced helplessly at her hand, "Do you still have to ask, that Xing Tian only understood the power of Mingshui, but Yang Chen has reached the fire of karma and is even better. Naturally, we won."
"Oh..." Qingluan and others sighed in relief, but they were very concerned about the ownership of the Tongtian Tower.
At this moment, when Yang Chen was happy, he quickly recruited Hui Lin, and introduced to Hui Lin: "Girl, this is your grandma's brother, your uncle Song Tianxing, now I see the real person, don't hurry to shout. "
"Huh?" Huilin closed her mouth in surprise, but Yang Chen naturally wouldn't lie to her, so she bowed respectfully, "Song Uncle Song!"
Song Tianxing stretched out his hand and gently patted Huilin's shoulder, gratified and said: "Yunmiao is not easy, your parents died early, she raised your child, and looks like a Ting Ting Yuli... It was the uncle who was so obsessed that he didn't realize it. Let the mountain of Shu wither, if you have a chance to go out with Yang Chen, make an apology to your grandma on behalf of the uncle."
"Uncle... You... What do you mean by this?" After Yang Chen was happy at the moment, his mind was full of questions, and some didn't know where to start.
Song Tianxing stopped Yang Chen's words and whispered: "Don't ask first, for me, why did I disappear and appear here..."