Seeing that Peng Yang did not snatch the spiritual fire, he instead trapped Miaofa and Yinluosha. Kunkui and Weizhu pulled away again. Ao Xuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart when the overall situation was settled.

It opened its mouth and spitted, and the rolling clouds and smoke immediately submerged itself, and the dragon's body, which was thirty or forty feet, disappeared in an instant.

Du Yu swung his sleeves, and two puppets that were refined with the dragon's corpse appeared on the left and right. When they were manifested, they had a huge dark light ball in their mouths. Two pillars of light as thick as buckets on the left and right were sprayed out, and glow passed through the air.

At the same time, he waved the folding fan in his hand, and the heavy rain around him suddenly stopped for a moment, and then condensed into countless water arrows with dark blue metallic luster, following the light column and shooting towards the thunder cloud.

However, the thunder cloud suddenly shone with silver-gray light, and the thousands of unstable electric arcs on the outer layer intertwined into an airtight power grid, blocking all the light columns and water arrows.

Although the power grid was sunk instantly, the lightning contained in it also annihilates both.

"You three don't fight today, just give in to the spirit fire so easily, and you will regret it in the future." Ao Xuan's roar full of anger came from the thunder clouds.

However, no matter whether it was the Qizhu who had already escaped or the Kunkui who had joined Pengyang, the three great monks of the demon clan did not respond at all.

"How about this battle, we have to continue to fight. But unless you and I fight for three days and three nights, we can't do anything to each other." Du Yu stood on a dragon's head and said with a laugh.

As he said that, he took out a small white jade bottle while turning his hands and swallowed a drop of the ten thousand-year-old spiritual milk from the bottle.

In an instant, the mana power that had been consumed was immediately filled with a divine light on his face.

"Ao Xuan, let's retreat." Ye Qi, more than ten miles away, took the five elements of light that Yu Rui used and disappeared into the thunder clouds.

After the two great monks of the sea clan gathered together, they saw lightning surging, flying towards the distance, and then plunged into the ancient ocean, disappearing.

On the other side, Pengyang and Kunkui saw that Jueming still did not show up, so they had to block the magic powers of Miaofa and Yinluosha, and then flew towards the sky, and soon turned into several small black dots.

Seeing this, Gu Zhang sighed and turned around and flew towards Nanzhou. In this battle between the great monks, even though he was carrying thousands of swords and swords, his magic weapon was not weaker than the other party, but the gap in the realm was too big, so he was full of concerns and could not find a suitable opportunity to take action.

More than ten Nascent Soul monks who were watching from afar, except for Tianfeng, the rest of them were unable to do anything, and they also turned into various stunning rainbows and flew towards all directions.

At this time, Zhang Shiping and five Nascent Soul monks also flew towards the place where Tianfeng was, and the six of them gathered together.

As soon as they met, Tianfeng laughed at herself:

"I knew I could not get into the game for half of the move, so I would have stayed in Nanming City before. Why waste those drops of phoenix bird blood?"

But when everyone heard this, they did not express any ridicule.

"Thank you." Du Yu said in a deep voice.

Tianfeng smiled and shook her head slightly.

Seeing this, Yu Rui and the three leaders could not understand why Tian Feng knew that he could not participate in the war and insisted on following him.

If this battle is at a cost and cannot stop, no matter which side revives all the gods in its inherited spiritual treasures, at least one side will have to spend its foundation to deal with it.

Of course, it is not impossible at that time, and all the gods in the inherited spiritual treasures will be revived.

After the gods resurrected, they must have to take over the body of the Nascent Soul cultivator who is in charge of the spiritual treasures so that they can exist in the world for a long time and not be destroyed by the heavenly tribulation of the small world.

However, Xuanyuan Sect is somewhat different from other forces. Among the peers of each generation of the sect, there are usually two cultivators who have accepted the spiritual treasure inheritance ritual.

As Tianfeng followed her trip, she naturally had the intention of using herself as a sacrifice to the body of the spiritual treasure god.

In this way, even though the sect's foundation is exhausted, Du Yu is still there.

Moreover, in the next one or two thousand years, with the protection of the gods, it is enough to allow Du Yu to practice safely and have the opportunity to break through the realm of transforming the gods to maintain the prosperity of the sect.

Of course, this is when the situation is absolutely necessary, otherwise no one would want to take the lead in doing such a thing that hurts the enemy by one thousand and hurts himself by eight hundred.

"Shiheng." Minglin said.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Shiping flipped his hands and took out the duck bird bead, which slowly flew to everyone.

"This duck bird bead can only be used as a temporary object for the fire of the fake spirit. We should discuss how to allocate it as soon as possible. Now this bead is kept by me. Of course, before this, the four of us can cast spells to block it." Minglin said.

She quickly pinched the magic tricks with her hands and made a series of spiritual lights at her. Du Yu, Yu Rui and Bai Yuheng also used different methods of sealing, turning into spiritual patterns and intertwining them together, surrounding the duck bird beads.

Then Minglin took out a jade box and put the bead in it.

The four of them each took out the talisman containing their own magic power and put it on it.

After doing this, Minglin put away the jade box and the six people flew towards Nanzhou. They were still alert on the way to avoid other monks from taking action to snatch it again.

When the battle for spiritual fire came to an end, the area in the radius of forty or fifty miles far away in Nanzhou where the Respectful Fire Evil Valley was located had already turned into a sea of ​​fire. The dark red lava was constantly surging, and the pungent aura was spreading everywhere in the air, and the ancient aura rose from the depths of the lava.

At the edge of the sea of ​​fire, more than ten Jindan real people from Xuanyuan Sect led three or four hundred foundation-building monks. After arranging the method of solidifying the earth, they began to cast spells to seal the ancient aura in the sea of ​​fire, preventing them from spreading outward.

And at the depths of the lava fire sea, there were a red light ball of several feet in size floating in it, and countless fire auras and ancient auras were constantly integrated into it.

After more than two months of pregnancy, a slight crack began to appear on the outermost layer of this red light, followed by dense sounds of clue, and these cracks became more and more.

Outside this fireball, there were several big men covered with tattoos of various monsters. They had no magic weapons to protect their bodies and had not used any magic powers to display any magical powers. They were wrapped in lava like this.

After hearing the slight sound, these big men couldn't help but look forward to it in their eyes.

After another half an hour, at the end, a giant palm that looked like a puppet palm broke the shield transformed into the red light, and a strange aura came out of it, like a living dead monk.

This person is about two feet tall, with a naked upper body, a fire toad tattoo on his back, and a golden and red flame.

"Chihuo thanks to all the guardians. Although they have been enslaved by Piaomiao Valley for many years, there are gains and losses. Without the help of spiritual fire, I will not be able to successfully transform." The man said in a deep voice.

"No need to thank you. Since you have achieved success, there is another member of our Longbo clan." One of the big men with a white tiger tattoo on his chest laughed.

"Let's go, the ancient atmosphere here is too thin." Another big man with a small yellow snake hanging on his ear said impatiently.

As he said that, these Longbo people fled toward the Mangu Domain along the lava of the center of the earth.

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In the Yuran Mountains of Baimang Mountain hundreds of thousands of miles away, Qin Ding also had more than ten Nascent Soul monks sitting cross-legged in the mountains.
Chapter completed!