A sound of fighting resounded through the core of the forty-seventh district, and then the cultivators on both sides saw a figure falling rapidly, but who was Yi Xing who was not the alien spirit?
In any case, Yi Xing is still a little behind Hao Qing in terms of cultivation, and after being intercepted intentionally and unintentionally, he has never been able to regain the situation.
After dozens of moves, Hao Qing finally found an opportunity to seriously injure this powerful supernatural being who had been in District 47 for many years. It was considered a worthwhile trip.
However, looking at Yi Xing who turned into black and white and fell, Hao Qing did not pay attention to this powerful alien spirit who had lost his fighting ability for a moment, but turned his attention to another battlefield.
When Hao Qing saw the powerful demon clan man who also had the upper hand, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and a figure in black clothes appeared in his mind involuntarily.
"Stars..."
A murmur sounded from Hao Qing's mouth. He knew who was responsible for all this. If it weren't for the young man named Xingchen, how could the demon clan in Zhanlingyuan choose to help humans deal with the alien spirits?
Although I don’t know how Xingchen persuaded those demon clans in Zhanyao City, the facts are right in front of me.
The intervention of the demon clan has brought about an earth-shaking change to the situation on the human side.
Although Hao Qing did not know the battle situation in other areas for the time being, at least the situation in the forty-seventh area had been completely reversed due to the appearance of Chi Yan, and it seemed that a complete victory would soon be achieved.
boom!
Just as Hao Qing and many human cultivators below were sighing, a powerful energy wave suddenly came out, and then they all turned their gazes in that direction.
Upon seeing this, Qu Hengsheng and others could not help but be surprised and delighted, because they suddenly saw a blazing flame erupting with its due power.
At that time, in order to deal with Mo Jiang's Yiyuan Heavy Water, Chi Yan directly split his own Burning Flame into two parts. The two were entangled with each other, and it seemed that they were evenly matched.
However, as time passed, both the cultivators from both sides who were watching, as well as Mo Jiang and Wu Tong Ling who were locked in a bitter battle, all discovered a fact.
That was Mo Jiang's unstoppable One Yuan Heavy Water, his natal water, but under the burning of the burning flames, it gradually became invincible.
After a period of time, Mo Jiang, as the person involved, could clearly feel that the aura of burning flames was rising sharply, and his one-yuan heavy water seemed to be unable to hold on any longer.
"Impossible, Fen Yan can't be so powerful, there must be something wrong!"
After sensing this fact, Mo Jiang seemed a little angry.
With his physical strength and pulse Qi being double suppressed, he had always hoped that one yuan of heavy water could break through the shackles of the burning flames.
Unexpectedly, after so long, the one-yuan heavy water not only failed to break through the siege of the burning flames, but instead began to evaporate under the powerful burning power of the flames.
One yuan of heavy water is of great weight, but it is also a qualitative object. When it encounters the flames that are mutually reinforcing and incompatible, and it belongs to the Fire Dragon Rat clan, its fate is already doomed.
In addition, Chi Yan is not an ordinary flaming dragon rat. His pulse energy or bloodline has been moistened by the Nine Dragon Blood Jade for many years, and he already has a trace of the bloodline of the ancient dragon.
In this regard, even the supreme experts of the Fire Dragon Rat clan cannot compare with Chi Yan in terms of dragon bloodline. This is a special kind of unique advantage.
After the changes in the bloodline are added to the burning power of Burning Flame, Chi Yan's Burning Flame is no longer much worse than the ancient dragon fire, or the ancient phoenix fire.
Although it is still inferior to the Chaos Fire, it is only used to deal with Mo Jiang's one-yuan heavy water, and it takes no effort at all.
It is an extremely remarkable achievement for Mo Jiang to persist for so long.
If it had been replaced by some other water-based foreign substance, it might have been defeated the moment it came into contact with Burning Flame.
But as the body of one element of heavy water, Mo Jiang almost spit out a mouthful of old blood when he saw his natal water getting smaller and smaller, until it was only the size of a fingernail.
These are the foundation of his third-grade God Emperor's strength. Now that they have been burned away by the burning flames, this is an extremely serious blow to his cultivation foundation.
"not good!"
And this powerful third-grade God Emperor of the foreign spirit realized the fact at the next moment, that is, after his one-yuan heavy water could not stop the burning flames, could he still survive this old life?
Whoosh!
What made Mo Jiang even worse happened was that when he was a little confused about whether to run away, Wu Tong, who was not far away, was faster and faster than him.
A sound of breaking wind came, making all the human cultivators, and even the supernatural cultivators who were watching, stunned, completely unwilling to believe what they saw.
Because that powerful man from the Ten Thousand Demonic Forest Spirit Clan named Wu Tong actually turned around and ran for his life when Mo Jiang still had some heavy water left, and he made a prompt decision without any hesitation.
It seems that Wu Tong also cherished his life very much. Even though he knew that he couldn't do anything, he did it, so of course he wanted to save Qingshan without fear of running out of firewood. He didn't want to die with Mo Jiang.
Previously, the two powerful alien spirits had joined forces, but were already suppressed by Chi Yan and had no power to fight back.
At this moment, he sensed that Mo Jiang's one-yuan heavy water would soon be wiped out, so Wu Tong had to plan for himself in advance.
It was obvious that Mo Jiang, who had one yuan of heavy water burned, would probably be in trouble next time, and that the strong demon clan man named Chi Yan should be the first to deal with Mo Jiang, who was at the end of his powerful crossbow.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wu Tong escaped without any hesitation.
He was secretly glad that he had reacted quickly, otherwise today's Zhanlingyuan 47th District would have become his burial place.
Wu Tong's speed was not bad. In just a moment, he was already dozens of miles away, which made Hao Qing frown slightly. The opponent was so decisive that he had no time to intercept him.
Moreover, Wu Tong's cultivation level is not inferior to Hao Qing's, and he has the uniqueness of being a supernatural spirit. When he wants to escape, even if Hao Qing takes action in time, he may not be able to really stop him.
"Humph, I knew you were going to run away!"
However, just when Hao Qing and many human cultivators felt regretful, a cold snort suddenly sounded from the western sky, and then they saw an extremely incredible scene.
In the distant western sky, or rather on Wu Tong's escape route, an extremely huge fiery red shadow suddenly appeared, like a giant rat.
"Is that... the Fire Dragon Rat?"
Even though they were separated by such a long distance, when the cultivators on both sides sensed the breath of the huge rat-shaped shadow, they all felt a little thirsty, and even some low-level cultivators were a little out of breath.
Even Hao Qing has never seen any member of the Fire Dragon Rat clan, let alone the true form of the Fire Dragon Rat.
Although it was just a phantom of a dragon and rat, it gave him an extremely strong shock.
The sky in the west seemed to be burning with the appearance of the phantom of the Fiery Dragon Rat.
As for the frightened third-grade God-Emperor supernatural spirit witchcraft, not many people paid attention to him at the moment.
It was obvious that Chi Yan had been on guard against Wu Tong trying to escape. It was ridiculous that this powerful supernatural being thought he had picked the timing extremely well, but he did not expect that the phantom of the Fire Dragon Rat was always waiting for him here.
This should be another natural talent that Chi Yan possesses after returning to the Fire Dragon Rat Clan and undergoing some baptism of secret techniques.
As the dominant ethnic group in the Pulse Demon Realm, how can it be that they don’t have a few skills to dominate the world?
In addition, Chi Yan's dragon rat bloodline is extremely pure and even has some special aura, so the senior strong men of the Fire Dragon Rat clan spare no effort to cultivate it.
After practicing in the past two years, Chi Yan not only reached the high level of a third-grade God Emperor in his pulse energy cultivation, but also reached an extremely high level in the use of certain secret methods of the Fire Dragon Rat clan.
Under such a calculated situation without any intention, Wu Tong didn't react at all, and was swallowed up by the bloody mouth of the fiery dragon rat phantom.
The western sky fell into a strange silence for a moment, from the extreme movement just now to the extreme silence, as if nothing had happened, except for the huge phantom of the dragon and rat.
"escape!"
Looking at Wu Tong's tragic ending from a distance, Mo Jiang only felt that this was a good opportunity for him, and he even felt a little relieved, without any psychological burden.
Mo Jiang was originally debating whether to abandon Wutong just now, but he didn't expect that the old guy was more decisive than himself. Perhaps this was the saying that a dead Taoist friend would never die a poor Taoist.
"We've reached this point, can we still escape?"
As if he saw Mo Jiang's intention to escape from his actions, Chi Yan turned his head, stared at the powerful alien spirit with a strangely fiery gaze, and said coldly.
puff!
At the same time, Chi Yan stretched out his hand and gently shook it, and then the remaining bit of one-yuan heavy water exploded with a pop and ceased to exist.
One Yuan Heavy Water can be said to be Mo Jiang's natal water, or even his true body. Once it was burned, even if he had reached the level of a third-grade God Emperor, his figure could not help but stiffen.
Chi Yan was waiting for this opportunity. As he changed the seal in his hand, the fire flames that had just burned one yuan of heavy water suddenly surged in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, Mo Jiang, who was slightly stiff, was wrapped in it.
"ah!"
A shrill scream resounded across the sky, coming from the burning flames, and it sounded like it was coming from Mo Jiang.
Compared to Wu Tong, who was swallowed up by the phantom of the dragon and rat without any movement, Mo Jiang was undoubtedly much more miserable from a visual perspective.
For a moment, in the entire core area of District 47, there was only one scream belonging to Mo Jiang. The moods of the cultivators on both sides were naturally different.
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