Everyone looked over in disbelief. The Flame Dragon's head, which had been lying down in the center of the valley with a howl, roared and rose again.

Like a mountain peak rising from the ground, the buried flower boy standing on the dragon's head, under the thirty-six immortal lings that cover the sky and the sun, is as powerful as a god.

"What the hell is this!"

Li Feibai, who was hiding in the dark, opened her mouth wide. She looked at the scene in stunned silence, and was extremely shocked.

What an amazing scene it was, it was completely unimaginable. She felt that she would never be able to forget this scene in her life.

"Is this the burying beauties?"

Many Eastern Wasteland monks who were fighting with the Holy Realm Demon Zombies were also surprised and their scalps were numb, looking at this scene in disbelief.

"This is you..."

Ji Zixi, who was trying her best to resist the Tianlun Tower, couldn't help but feel excited on her face.

She was very young and was under great pressure to control the Divine Phoenix Mirror. Sweat had already formed on her forehead.

But looking at this scene, the joy in my heart couldn't help but surge out, and my stunning face was filled with excitement.

"What a good burying boy."

Among the people in Shenhuang Mountain, Saint Lord Xinghe, who was seriously injured, couldn't help but sigh when he saw this scene.

"I knew it!!"

In the distance, Qu Wushuang, who was gritting his teeth and holding on, saw this scene and almost shed tears of excitement.

It’s not over yet!

Affected by this, subtle changes occurred in Tianlun Tower.

Ji Zixi was keenly aware of it, and she desperately injected the Phoenix's blood into the mirror.

The ancient divine mirror transformed into a golden ocean. The next moment, phoenixes roared in the sky, and a divine phoenix flew out of the mirror.

Bang!

The divine phoenix burst out with supreme pressure and forced the Tianlun Tower hanging above its head back.

Whoosh!

Without the suppression of the power of time and space, everyone in Shenhuang Mountain suddenly felt relieved, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, as if they were surviving a disaster.

"not good!"

Zhao Tianyu and King Luo Ying's expressions changed, and then they left the people who were still besieging the Shinto Pavilion and jumped into the air.

They stepped in the air, a few of them darted away, and rushed towards Wang Muyan like lightning.

Bang!

Amidst the loud noise, Wang Muyan, who flew out, knelt on the ground on one knee and spat out a mouthful of blood.

She looked up and saw the rising head of the Flame Dragon, with a strange color flashing in her eyes.

It turns out he really wasn’t lying!

The two looked at each other again, but their positions had changed at this moment. Lin Yun was in the sky and she was on the ground, instead the other one was condescending.

Wang Muyan was angry and angry, and wanted to deal with Lin Yun, but when he saw Tianlun Tower being knocked away, he had no choice but to rise up in the air and chase after Tianlun Tower.

"Chance."

Ji Zixi's heart moved and she was about to chase after him.

"Just leave it to me."

But it was Zhao Tianyu who came to kill him. He stood in the air, his eyes fell, and ancient lines bloomed in his eyes.

The purple lightning eyes went wild, and the terrifying pressure fell instantly.

Bang!

The ancient divine eyes, with an aura of destruction, made the people who had just been relieved feel a surge of pressure, as if a mountaintop had fallen.

"Young Master Burial, your opponent is me!"
Chapter completed!