A loud bang!

This magma of tens of thousands of meters in radius soared into the sky with terrifying spiritual power, covering the sky and the earth. The burning light even made the sky dim, just like the end of the world.

Devour all the Feng Yuan, Che Luan, Spiritual Beast, and even the Divine Tiger Spike Skill that is about to succeed!

"Young clan leader!"

The other five Taixu powerful men rushed out of Che Luan and approached the huge fire pillar. They penetrated their spiritual power, but they did not dare to break in at all.

Because this is not an ordinary pillar of fire, it contains terrifying spiritual power.

"How could this happen!" A powerful Taixu master couldn't help but shout.

"The gathered spiritual power was released instantly. This was originally a killer move of the Eight Desolate Flame Formation!"

"incredible!"

"That attack actually hit and destroyed the center of spiritual power."

The mechanism of action of these Eight Desolate Flame Formations is to gather spiritual power at a point, burn the earth and turn it into magma. They would never have thought that someone could accurately find the place where spiritual power gathers, and even make the attack break through the many defenses, hit the center, and directly detonate.

The result of these incredible things combined.

It was just that Feng Yuan took a fierce blow to his own ultimate move.

The people watching the battle around, looking at the scene that looked like the end of the world, could roughly guess what was happening by listening to the voices of these powerful Taixu.

There was an uproar.

This was really too dramatic and the party who was extremely prepared was defeated by the Kyushu clan with a casual blow, and even had a life-and-death crisis.

"This trash!" Lan Ya couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

As she expected, the best result would be to lose both sides.

But, it's not bad now.

Her eyes suddenly lit up slightly again. She sat in the car rooster and looked in a certain direction in a slight way.

Feng Yuan has a treasure on his body, so he should not die directly.

If injured.

Then there was hope of intercepting him and refining him into a puppet.

Just as Lan Ya thought.

The pillar of fire finally slowly dissipated, and the fire point containing spiritual power fell from the sky. Many ordinary monks who were affected screamed and turned into ashes. The gathered army, even some casual cultivators, retreated one after another, but the huge spiritual beasts suffered heavy losses in an instant.

Feng Yuan's figure also reappeared in the air.

His handsome face was full of twists.

The mouth was stained with blood.

He was driving the bronze tower treasure with all his strength, and had the power to protect his whole body, but except for the spear, thunder sword, bronze tower, spirit beast and cheluan around him, they all turned into ashes.

He stared at Xiaojie with resentment.
Chapter completed!