At this moment, a figure appeared beside Yin Tianchou. He turned around and let go of his guard. He bowed to the people, "Brother Feng, I finally saw you after coming to Longting for so long. You Jixia Academy sent so many masters this time, and you must have gained a lot."

The person who came was Feng Daqian, the Jixia Academy, whom he met during the trip to the Knife Emperor Grass. He had no airs. After returning the ceremony, his eyes turned to the square in front of him. "It's a bit of gain. Why are you the only one here in Huasheng Temple? Could it be that Brother Yin is acting alone here? He is really a master and brave."

Yin Tianchou was a little embarrassed, "That's not, but my brothers and sisters just met a divine beast, the turtle. Although they barely killed it, the damage was not small, so I asked them to find a place to rest. I'll come here to see what the situation is. Yinglong is the best among the ancient divine beasts. I don't think we have the opportunity to hunt it, but it's more practical to stand in the distance to admire the real dragon's style."

Feng Daqian glanced at the situation on the square, "Yes, Yinglong's top ten divine beasts in the list of divine beasts are absolutely not simple. I heard that before entering the mountaintop palace, someone discovered Yinglong's traces. Later, a team of about hundreds of people ran to round them up, but almost all the troops were wiped out, or there were only a handful of people who escaped. I don't know what level these people can reach this time."

Yin Tianchou smiled slightly, "It is naturally a price to get the fearful power. Brother Feng also brought his brothers here. Could it be that Jixia Academy also had thoughts about the blood of the dragon?"

Feng Daqian took a deep breath, and his expression suddenly became much more serious. "Who can resist such a rare treasure? It's all here. I can't go back empty-handed. Brother Yin came here alone. Although who is here to see it, I think it's hard to stay out of it if I really start to fight."

Yin Tianchou touched his chin, "So many people compete, there is not more than me, and there is not less than me. Even if I really fight, I don't think I can get a piece of the pie from so many jackals, tigers and leopards. Let's take a look first."

After all, the two sides were in a competitive relationship, so Feng Daqian was no longer polite to him and bowed, "Then I wish Brother Yin good luck." After that, he brought the disciples from Jixia Academy to join the battle.

Everyone did not dare to be careless, and they were always dealing with Yinglong with a tentative attitude, as if they were looking for an opportunity to take advantage of the divine beast in one fell swoop. Even if each person had a little bit of it, it would be a great harvest.

Yin Tianchou was not as good as Lutuan, and he could understand the language of other monsters, and he couldn't understand what the low roars kept coming from Ying Long's mouth meant. However, as more and more people and monsters came around, the scene became more and more chaotic.

Originally, Yin Tianchou wanted to join in the fun. Seeing so many masters and powerful beasts below, his strength had not yet been restored, he naturally hid in a corner and observed secretly.

At this point, no matter the teams of the top ten sects or those of the casual cultivators, there are obviously many people missing. The battles along the way have also caused them to lose their troops and generals. No matter what sect, it will definitely hurt so many Tianpo masters.

However, among the crowd, you can also see a few people who seem particularly confident and confident. They probably have adventures here, picked up some good things, or obtained some powerful divine beast essence and blood. They rushed directly to everyone and launched an attack on Ying Long in the air without any restraint. Although the results were minimal, they finally played a leading role, mobilizing the enthusiasm of others to attack together and launch an attack together.

Under the dense attack, Ying Long in the air was obviously a little impatient. He waved his wings violently. Suddenly, the sky above the dragon courtyard was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and waved his wings again. The wind blew heavily on the square. The next episode was heavy. The wind was extremely sharp, like a knife, launching sharp attacks on the people present from all directions. The rain as big as soybeans was extremely heavy, like stones falling from the sky, making everyone dizzy.

Yin Tianchou couldn't help but sighed, "These are just two simple actions, which will change the color of the world. Such strength is definitely not comparable to the previous snail or the snake."

Such a huge gap made those who originally wanted to wait for an opportunity or reap the benefits of the fisherman and could no longer help, and began to attack Yinglong in the air. The masters who dared to attack such a level of divine beasts were basically of some knowledge. The moves they used were either the peak of the Xuan level or the Earth-level martial arts that could mobilize the power of heaven and earth. The movement was quite big.

The disciples of the ten major sects used their secret skills. The people of the Five Elements Sect sacrificed the power of their remaining four spirit beads, the people of the Emperor Demon Sect used the "Chaos Demon Bell". The leader of the Witch God Sect also had a "Thorny White Bone Crown" and seemed to be more powerful than the one of the little princes. At this time, they were used without reservation. The Changsheng Sect has the inherited spiritual treasure "Nine Star Fan", the Badao Sect, the Tianjian Sect has the inherited spiritual treasure "Shura Sword, Xingtian Sword", the Huajian Sect has the inherited spiritual treasure "Forgetful Wheel", the Hehuan Sect has the "Head Bone Love Wire", and even the people from the Jixia Academy brought their inherited spiritual treasure "Jinghong Pen".

This is the first time Yin Tianchou has seen so many inherited spiritual treasures. No wonder these ten sects have the perseverance to be able to shake their status in this great Han Immortal Kingdom for so many years. Such a foundation alone is not something that ordinary small sects can do.

The power released by the inherited spiritual treasure cannot be underestimated. In the noisy attacks of the crowd, the nine powerful energy fluctuations were so conspicuous that He Tong almost exceeded the sum of everyone else.

However, Ying Long was disdainful of this and hovered around in the air, opened his mouth and spit out a cold breath like ice. The people below suddenly felt a strong pressure covering them, causing the blood in their bodies to almost solidify and stop moving, let alone resisting.

Someone immediately reported it in the crowd, "This is Yinglong's ice dragon breath, everyone, run away."

It was too late when everyone came to me. The dragon breath fell from the sky and directly enveloped the crowd of people directly below. Everyone's bodies were as if they were frozen by the ice. However, in the eyes of the people around them, those people were burned as if they were burned by fire, and they were all burned black, and finally turned into ashes and drifted away with the wind.
Chapter completed!