The birds in all directions swooped down and fell, right where the Qingyuan was located. Then the bodies of this divine bird turned into a sea of ​​fire, with blue color and burning in all directions.

Song Jian was about to make an appointment in an instant, like a twilight year in the wind, shaking in the air.

With his ability, after becoming a demon, and with this ten directions of Liqueur Pan, no master in the sixth level of heaven can be afraid, but today he almost fell on this young man in the fifth level of heaven.

Even the disciples of the Shouzhengdao Sect should not have such skills in the fifth heaven.

But fortunately... the young man was killed in the end.

He breathed out a long breath, vaguely feeling of defeating a real person, but he couldn't feel happy at all, because the young man was not a master after all, and his Taoism was much shallower than himself.

Hundreds of miles away, Gu Cang's body trembled and his body gradually grew.

"A means of damaging oneself and thus converting it into mana between several breaths?"

Song Jianyue sneered and said, "No matter how weak I am, I am not something you, a little monster, can bully..."

He raised his hand. Although his fingers were completely broken, his wound had recovered. He pointed his palm at the mandrill and said, "Let me see how I will bring you..."

Halfway through the words, the sky suddenly darkened.

A sense of panic flashed in Song Jianyue's heart. Before he could see it, he used his magic power to make himself sink. It was not until then that he could barely look upwards, and then he met a pair of huge and cold eyes.

What I saw then was a huge leader.

This dragon head is dozens or hundreds of feet in a radius, as if a mountain is pressing on the top, covering the hundred-foot sky above the head, covering the sky and the sun.

Although it was just a broken dragon head and no longer had its body, it could still roar and roar, blue and blue, extremely cold. But seeing the dragon's head, scales and armor, flying long beards, eyes wide open, and majestic.

This is the dragon head that was caught and thrown away by the divine bird.

But the eight fire dragons themselves have been torn to pieces by the Shifang Li Que and dissipated between heaven and earth. However, the dragon head that was first torn apart by the Shifang Li Que has not dispersed yet?

Song Jianyue felt that it was very absurd, but he did not dare to be careless. The dragon-headed junior brother condensed with the yin fire, and the scorched body was cold. He pressed his hands down, and immediately a roulette was coming from the sea of ​​fire below and towards the sky.

There are ten vermilion birds on the edge of the disc, which are extremely majestic and vaguely whistling, hitting the dragon head in the sky.

Although Song Jianyue was extremely exhausted and could no longer turn the Ten Directions Li Bird Pan into a divine bird, it was not difficult to use this treasure.

But there was a blast.

The birds in the ten directions greeted us, and the dragon head broke, turning into cloudy fire in the sky, sweeping away.

Song Jian approached him and was also affected. He fell down quickly and fell below, causing a loud bang.

...

Gu Cang glanced at the boy beside him, but did not pay attention to him anymore. Instead, he jumped down his feet and headed forward. He flipped his hand and thunderstone hung beside him.

Although Song Jianyi had a good skill, he had already suffered a lot of losses after fighting with his husband. In addition, the collision between Longtou and the Shifang Lique Pan just now affected him, and most of them were injured.

Gu Cang realized that if he used this method of demon immortal inheritance, he might not be able to deal with this sixth level of heaven who was injured and extremely damaged.

The flames ahead gradually dissipated.

One of them slowly stood up, his palms were fingerless, his expression was cold, he looked at the sky, and snorted, "A mere dragon head is dead but not stiff."

With the words, the Shifang Lique Plate, which had just broken the dragon's head, fell down and hung above his head.

Gu Cang came near.

Song Jianyue had an old face and a hunched body, but he still felt condescending. He looked at the monkey approaching and snorted, and was about to take action.

Suddenly, a voice came from over there and said lightly: "I finally knocked you down from heaven."

The clear sound is like the flowing water in the stream, and the indifferent feeling is like bone-broken ice.

Gu Cang stopped.

Song Jian froze there, turned his head and looked at the place where the young man was killed by the Shifang Lique just now.

...

Within a radius of hundreds of miles, after the battle between the eight fire dragons and the ten directions of Li Birds, the Yin Fire was burned and melted. However, these Yin Fires were cold in their meaning, and soon after they melted, they condensed slightly.

But that place is the place where the last ten directions of the birds swept down and dispersed in an instant.

So the sea of ​​fire there has not yet dissipated, and the rocks and soil in the land have all turned into slurry, still like a vast ocean, with turbulent waves.

However, in the center of the slurry, there is still a piece of land in a three-foot radius that has not been dissolved, like an isolated island in a lake.

There was a man standing on the isolated island with a slightly messy temple and a little embarrassed, but he was wearing a white dress with gold patterns and still had a tall figure. He carried a white jade ruler in his hand, and an ancient mirror hung above his head.

The ancient mirror shines, protecting the whole body.

It is precisely because of the ancient mirror that he can live under the ten directions of the birds.

"You're not dead yet?"

Song Jianyue said in shock: "How could you still be alive?"

Qingyuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth slightly and smiled: "If you could hold on for a moment, you might be able to succeed, but you are already at the end of your strength and cannot maintain the Ten Directions Li Birds. Therefore, at the last moment, the Ten Directions Li Birds were dispersed into a sea of ​​fire. In this way, the Yin Fire scattered and covered a hundred miles, but it is no longer as unmatched as the divine bird Li Birds..."

As he said that, Qingyuan raised the white jade ruler, took a deep breath, and said, "If you are not sure, you are really not a match for my eight fire dragons?"

Song Jianyue was stunned for a moment, thinking of the dragon head that was first thrown away, and finally the dragon head that almost killed his life. A chill rose in his heart and shouted: "You are not good at maintaining the eight fire dragons, so you show your weakness. Are you going to force me down from the sky?"

Qingyuan nodded and said, "That's right."

Song Jianyue felt awesome and was about to soar into the air, but he didn't move at all. Only then did he realize that his feet seemed to be fixed on the ground.

"Are you manipulating the earth?"

"Senior only knows this time?"

Because the earth dragon is in his body, Qingyuan's attainment in controlling the power of the earth is unparalleled. After he accumulated momentum through a few words, even the masters of the sixth level of heaven could not easily take off.

It is precisely because of his profound attainments that he can maintain the three-foot land around him under the Yin Fire.

"Since it has landed, don't think about going up."

Qingyuan took a step forward and was about to come before her, and pressed her palm over.

The five colors in the palm are divided into five elements.

Song Jian asked sternly: "If you don't borrow magic weapons, will I be worse than you?"

He closed his palms, and although he had no ten fingers, he also became a magic seal.

But in an instant, the person turned into a giant bear.

The magic power flashed between the palms, faintly condensed into a pattern.

Qingyuan pressed a palm down, right in the middle of the pattern.

The five elements are fully produced with one palm.

boom!

The pattern suddenly shattered, the giant bear flew out, turned into a human form again in the air, falling to the ground and falling down.

Qingyuan retreated more than ten steps and the ancient mirror was behind him to avoid falling.

"Junior, you can't stop me..." Song Jianyue jumped up and soared into the air.

"not necessarily……"

Qingyuan threw the white jade ruler forward and broke through the air in an instant.

The white jade ruler faintly turned into a ray of thunder.

A red thunder suddenly appeared for a hundred miles.

But in a moment, Song Jianyue suddenly screamed. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!