Jin Shitai, the great elder of the Yutian Divine Sect, was holding a white bowl in his hand, eating melon and watching the show.
Unexpectedly, he was faced with murderous intent. Just as he was about to react and activate the Yellow Spring Ice Flame to cover his body, he saw the middle-aged, white-haired Yuwen Cang approaching.
The palm that looked like white jade and glass could easily penetrate the protective shield formed by the Yellow Springs Ice Flame.
Then, he hit Jin Shitai between the eyebrows.
Immediately, Yuwen Cang grabbed the white bowl, opened his mouth, and swallowed it in one gulp.
The next moment, his figure was as fast as lightning, he turned back quickly and headed straight for Di Jiu, but halfway, he still rushed to the battlefield above the nine heavens.
When Prince Xue and the Sixth and Seventh Elders discovered that Yuwen Cang had arrived, Jin Shitai had already been killed on the spot and the Yellow Spring Ice Flame had also been taken away.
Too fast!
A powerful person in the middle stage of the Tianzun realm had almost no room to fight back.
Bai Shuying was also shocked when she saw such strength.
Even in her previous life, at her peak, she would not have been able to break through the defense of Huangquan Bingyan and easily kill a master like Jin Shitai.
"This guy, even his clone has such strength!?"
Bai Shuying became even more worried.
The reason why Yuwen Cang turned back halfway was because a horrifying scene occurred on the battlefield above the sky.
Facing the full force attack of the Golden Haired Tiger, Yinglong finally moved.
At his dantian, the ancestral dragon ball was activated, and unparalleled dragon energy was bestowed upon him.
Yinglong suddenly kicked the air, and a circle of terrifying ripples spread out where his foot landed.
In an instant, the gale layer collapsed.
Wherever the void ripples passed, huge stars disintegrated bit by bit.
"Dragons fight in the wild!"
The quasi-immortal emperor inherited Long Zhan Jiutian's martial arts and used them for the first time.
He rushed forward like an invincible war dragon and collided with the golden-haired roar.
Yinglong raised his arm and fist, and punched the attacking golden-haired roar.
The golden fist fell, followed by a mournful cry.
This powerful divine beast in the late Tianzun realm had its horns on its head broken off on the spot, and its entire head was shattered. The wind from its fist was shaking, and the golden-haired roar was torn apart.
The war beast died, and Du Xuanmiao coughed up a mouthful of blood. His soul seemed to have suffered a severe blow, and his breath became much weaker.
For a moment, it was difficult to accept the facts before me.
He was stunned for a few seconds before realizing it.
He had been raising golden-haired tigers for hundreds of years.
That divine beast possesses the terrifying cultivation level of the late Heavenly Venerable Realm, enough to roam the Tianfeng Continent.
He was really beaten to death with one punch by this man who suddenly appeared in front of him.
Now, he really believed that Cheng Yun had a magic weapon on him.
But the price is too heavy.
At the same time, the Great Elder Wu Ji threw out a silver magic spear emitting brilliant immortal light, which broke through the air like divine lightning and directly pierced Yinglong's back.
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