The Green Soul Sword was burned red by the flames, and Ye Yang completely became a god of killing, without any slight sensibility. He opened his left hand and printed out a fire palm.

"flood."

The blazing flames contained shocking divine power. Even Meng Xiong, who was a god, dared not be careless. He hurriedly raised the divine crystal and condensed the Xuanyu Armor to fight. The huge fire palm passed by. After a loud bang, Meng Xiong was shocked to retreat continuously. The Xuanyu Armor made a buzzing sound, producing cracks.

"Oh my God, why is this kid so strong?"

Meng Xiong was shocked and hurriedly raised his hand to hold the long sword weapon behind him, which seemed to be a first-grade magic weapon. The blade was covered with rugged hunting teeth, just like a tiger shark's sharp teeth were removed and melted into the weapon. The sharp teeth were shining with a faint light. After being burned by Meng Xiong's flame power, he even made a low rumbling sound.

Ye Yang's completely unconscious attack. Before a fire palm attack had stopped, he had already clasped the Green Soul Sword with both hands and slashed down with a high sword. Meng Xiong, who was caught off guard, was completely under the control of the opponent's domain and could not dodge. Even under Ye Yang's aura, he even had the ability to move instantly was seized. He could only grit his teeth and raise the long sword, raising the blade across the blade to block Ye Yang's vast attack.

"Calm."

Mars splashed everywhere, and the air seemed to be burning with flames, and the elements began to explode. The surrounding mountains were trembling violently. The energy shock wave swept across the jungle. The monsters in the distance let out a burst of screams. Even this attack wave directly affected the positions of Fei Yan, Zhang Tianhe and others, causing everyone to retreat one after another.

"This...is Ziyu's power?"

Zhang Tianhe was stunned: "Tian, ​​once Ziyu falls into an unconscious battle, he will be so strong. It's so... so terrifying."

General Fei Yan held the sharp blade in his hand and showed a hint of relief: "Maybe, the young master could really save the Hidden Dragon Palace. Elder Qingxuan did not pick the wrong successor. The young master was simply the hope of Hidden Dragon Palace."

...

"Smack it..."

Blood fell into the air. After Ye Yang's sword split the armor, a terrifying injury flashed across Meng Xiong's chest. Only a piece of the long sword in his hand was broken, and it had not resisted Ye Yang's attack at all. However, the power of the divine crystal was still condensed on half of the blade. Meng Xiong's mouth smiled: "Boy, fight with me, hahaha, when I fight with others in the human world, your great ancestor has not been born. Let's die."

The arm shook, and the broken knife suddenly flew away like lightning. With a "puff" sound, it pierced through Ye Yang's chest and passed by. A bunch of blood splashed out, not only hurting Ye Yang, but also breaking several of his ribs.

In the chaotic state, Ye Yang could not even feel the pain. A devilish smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He reached out and grabbed Meng Xiong's wrist, and the sword light flashed by. With a "click", the invincible Green Soul Sword contained the power of the Fire God's transformation, and actually cut off one of Meng Xiong's arm.

“Ahhhh…”

Meng Xiong roared wildly, almost shattered. He raised his legs and kicked Ye Yang hard on his lower abdomen. The power of the divine crystal was broken without trace, and Ye Yang howled and retreated. The leather robe on the lower abdomen was burned by the flames, almost shattered, and it was covered in blood. This attack was really heavy enough.

However, Ye Yang could not feel the pain, and only had endless anger. In the third level of the Fire God transformed into the state of the third level, he had no consciousness, and only two words in his mind, killing, only killing all the living objects around him, this is the way Ye Yang can vent his emotions best.

"Wow."

The dark red flames hovered around the fist. Ye Yang followed the flow and suddenly a ball of energy condensed by the fire fist broke out of the air. With a "bang" hit Meng Xiong's chest and abdomen, Meng Xiong, who was a god, screamed with blood, and his consciousness was almost in chaos. Even the divine power in his body could not be completely controlled. The power of the divine crystal began to dissipate.

Fighting desperately, obviously, Ye Yang can be Meng Xiong's ancestor. In terms of desperate struggle, Ye Yang has been fighting hard since the end of the Qin Dynasty. As a god, Meng Xiong was determined to save his life and divine nature. How could he easily give up his life?

"Go to die."

The cold sound came, making Meng Xiong full of scorching flames, but it was like falling into an ice cave. There was a roar behind him, and the Green Soul Sword slashed down with a bang. The sound of Xuanyu Armor shattering came, and the other arm was torn apart by Ye Yang. Moreover, the power used by Ye Yang was actually very close to the power of heaven, and the destructive power on the wound was very serious, so Meng Xiong could not rely on the physique of the god to quickly recover from his injuries.

Ye Yang was determined to kill, and another sword was heavy. The Green Soul Sword penetrated Meng Xiong's heart veins. Under Ye Yang's heavy kick, he kicked the hilt of the sword, and kept falling with Meng Xiong's body.

"Calm."

The sword edge went straight into a blue rock and nailed Meng Xiong to it. The first god slowly lowered his head, without any resistance.

Ye Yang did not stop. After approaching, he raised his fiery red fist, and a "bang" punch penetrated Meng Xiong's chest and abdomen, hitting him a transparent hole. Then, another second punch brought out the second transparent hole. After dozens of punches, Ye Yang was exhausted and panting. Meng Xiong's body was covered in blood and blood, and he fainted from pain. His physique was different from ordinary people, otherwise he would have died long ago.

"puff."

Ye Yang opened his five fingers and suddenly grabbed Meng Xiong's neck. The next moment, countless flames spewed out from Ye Yang's body and began to burn Meng Xiong's body violently. The body of God had extremely strong resistance. It took him ten minutes to burn. Finally, Meng Xiong's body began to turn into ashes and flew away in pieces, and finally only a fiery red divine crystal in his head was left. This was the essence of Meng Xiong's lifelong cultivation, and it was the legendary divine nature.

Holding Meng Xiong's divine character, Ye Yang laughed wildly, his body kept bleeding, and the last trace of power was quickly disappearing.

“Woo woo…”

With a snorted bitterly, Ye Yang wore a blade on his chest, and his whole person fell from the sky, finally unable to hold on. He fell into the depths of the canyon and fainted.

Although Ye Yang fainted, the monsters from far and near did not dare to approach. This battle between gods scared the beasts to death, so how could they dare to come out to predate?

...

In the Qingyun Mountains, there is silence,

Until the evening, finally, the seriously injured Elder Qingxuan was supported by General Feixia, Zhang Tianhe and others, and saw Ye Yang lying dead on the ground, with a broken long knife poked on his chest, and blood flowed all over the ground. Elder Qingxuan's eyes couldn't help but turn red: "Ziyu, child..."

Zhang Tianhe hurried forward, helped Ye Yang up, and said in horror: "Elder, Ziyu is so angry that he is so angry, what should I do?"

"His bloodline is almost exhausted and he has lost too much blood."

Elder Qingxuan quickly stepped forward, his fingers condensed the power of the divine crystal, and "papapapapa" passed by several times, sealing Ye Yang's bloodline, but he saw that the blood on the ground had condensed. If Ye Yang had not been for the powerful vitality of the gods, he would have died long ago.

"Take him back to the Hidden Dragon Palace."

Elder Qingxuan's face was pale and said, "I sensed that Meng Xiong's breath had disappeared. Ziyu killed our enemy and almost saved his life."

Fei Yan said: "Elder, how do you plan to save the young master?"

"Immerse his body with the holy water in the dragon pond."

"Longtan."

"Yeah." Qingxuan nodded,

Fei Yan took a deep breath: "The water of the Dragon Pond condenses the essence of heaven and earth, and may regenerate the young master's bloodline. However, the water of the Dragon Pond is domineering. Can the young master's body bear it?"

"The only thing I can do is try."

"Yes, elder."

...

Hidden Dragon Palace, late at night,

After burying his fellow disciples, a group of dragon warriors raised their torches and built the broken hall overnight.

Behind, in the Hero Temple, a blue dragon statue floats vividly in the hall. Below is a clear spring water condensed together to form a deep pool, with fairy air lingering, which is the secret of the Hidden Dragon Palace, Dragon Pool,

Ye Yang's body was lying horizontally in the dragon pond, and the water was fluorescent, floating around Ye Yang's body, slowly repairing his broken tissue and filling his bloodline.

But Ye Yang never thought about it.

In the early morning of the next day, Fei Yan frowned: "Elder, why has the young master been awake? He won't go like this..."

Qingxuan's fingers trembled, gently brushed Ye Yang's forehead, closed his turbid eyes, and tears spread: "Ziyu's signs of life are slowly disappearing, Tianshen Meng Xiong."

...

Qingyumen,
Chapter completed!