Tang Yan evacuated quickly and continued to use the Eight-Phase Thunder Seal, crossing numerous mountains and sprinting towards the east of the Jingjue Mountains. His speed reached the extreme, and it was like a teleporting thunder and lightning.
Hanhuang locked onto Tang Yan and pursued him relentlessly. His speed was also reaching the limit, and he was determined to kill Tang Yan. In the past hundred years, no strong man who dared to challenge him was left alive. He was once, and even more so today. His right side
The arm was healing rapidly, and purple energy like smoke surged through the body.
His fighting spirit was overwhelming, and the sky and the earth roared as he ran as fast as he could, shaking the vast mountains.
"This is it!" Tang Yan crossed thousands of miles and landed in an endless wilderness.
This is a desolate dead land where few ordinary creatures set foot.
According to Sanggou, this place was once a battlefield between the Demon Tribe and the Asura Tribe. The battle lasted for hundreds of days, and all life was devastated, turning this once vast grassland into a wasteland of death.
"Ouch!"
Tang Yan had just stopped when Han Huang broke through the sky and roared angrily, piercing gold and cracking rocks, tearing apart the heaven and earth, and shattering people's eardrums.
Hanhuang stood a hundred meters in front of Tang Yan, his eyes sparkling with blazing purple light, which was so brilliant. At this moment, Hanhuang completely changed his appearance, his whole body was dark purple, containing indestructible terrifying power, his purple hair was dancing,
The murderous intent is overwhelming.
Tang Yan felt that the person standing in front of him was not a person, let alone a corpse, but a demon, a demon that came from the killing battlefield. It made people breathless. If it were anyone else, this aura alone would be enough.
He was timid, let alone fighting with all his strength.
Hanhuang looked at Tang Yan arrogantly and coldly, with surging purple energy and vast fighting spirit, causing dark clouds to roll in the sky and making the wilderness completely quiet.
Confronting each other, the invisible killing field circulates in space.
Heaven and earth are quiet, and everything is frozen.
The matter has come to this, and there is no need for any excuse. A fight to the death is inevitable.
Han Huang will definitely kill Tang Yan, and there is no room for relaxation. He only wants to kill. But Tang Yan still has many worries deep in his heart. This place is located in the south-central part, but it is adjacent to the territory of the corpse royal family. If Han Huang really kills Han Huang, he will kill Tang Yan.
Huang, will the Corpse Royal Family cause a reaction?
Hanhuang wanted to kill Tang Yan because he wanted to fight to the death.
Tang Yan wanted to kill Hanhuang, but he wanted to do so silently.
"kill!!"
The Drought Barrage suddenly roared with murderous intent. In one step, the ground cracked with a radius of a hundred meters. The vast purple energy stirred up the sky and the earth, filling the field of vision, like an ancient giant rising from the sky.
Tang Yan's eyes were as bright as lightning, and he suddenly moved forward, shook his arms violently, clasped his fingers, stepped forward, raised his chest, raised his head and let out a sonorous beast's cry.
A crack of thunder.
Tough scales stretched from the shoulder armor to the arms and wrists, and cold sharp claws emerged. Cold light shone out, and the knees, thighs, feet, and even the chest and abdomen were all transformed into demons.
A roar shocked the wilderness.
Tang Yan shot high into the sky with even more fierce momentum.
Facing such a powerful enemy as Hanhuang, fancy martial arts and ultimate moves have no effect at all. They will only be killed by seizing the opportunity, so... a tough fight... a tough fight...
"Demon Spirit Clan?" Han Huang's eyes suddenly condensed and he felt shocked, but...a moment later, his eyes were filled with unparalleled passion and excitement.
A burst of hot blood exploded in the chest, and the killing intent doubled.
"Wow!" Tang Yanruo's cannonballs blasted into the sky, the sound shook the sky, and he attacked with all his strength.
Clang!! Boom!
They collided violently in the sky, the dragon's claws fought against the corpse's palm, and the dragon's power collided with the corpse's energy. The terrifying power was like a river and an ocean, drowning each other.
Tang Yan and Hanhuang groaned at the same time, and were spread out by the crazy power. They tumbled backwards until they were more than a hundred meters away, and then crashed into the ground with a rumble, causing hundreds of meters of passionate dust and mist to kick up rubble all over the sky.
Both of them controlled their body balance at the last moment, and when they finally landed, they soared into the sky and violently attacked each other.
At this moment, the hot blood in my heart could no longer be contained, and it surged through every cell in my body.
The sky was dim and red as blood.
In the boundless wilderness, roars shook the sky, making people feel their souls leaving their bodies, and bloody battles raged like mad, boiling the entire battlefield and shaking the whole world.
Tang Yan transforms into a half-demon to fight against the drought, rushing into the depths of the wilderness like lightning, contending with corpses with sharp claws, competing with thunder seals at speed, purple mist corpse energy and dragon majestic flame energy Zheng Hui.
The drought roars, the purple air spurts out, like big waves in the river, rolling in with a shocking and mighty attitude, as if it contains terrible destructive power, shaking the heaven and earth with a roar.
The earth cracked, and all the grass on the wasteland was broken and fell down. The scene was horrifying.
Tang Yan resisted with all his strength, showing off his strength and fighting spirit to his heart's content.
The battle between the two reached a fever pitch, and they charged all the way across hundreds of miles. The battlefield area became larger and larger, leaving traces of the war that were riddled with holes on the earth.
Tang Yan and Han Huang collided head-on, constantly changing the battlefield.
Suddenly, Tang Yan fell rapidly, Han Huang shot down angrily, and struck with a punch. It was like a meteorite hitting the ocean, causing a thunderous roar, hundreds of feet of dust and mist, and rocks piercing the air. The scene was harmful.
Countless boulders exploded and turned into powder.
However, Tang Yan suddenly burst out of the ruins, and struck the dragon's tail across the sky, hitting the door in front of Hanhuang, and launching it into the air on the spot.
A large number of weak insects and small beasts trembled, feeling as if their souls were being crushed.
In the vast wilderness, the two heroes roar, and the strong ones compete for supremacy.
Their roar shook the mountains and rivers and trembled the heaven and earth.
The more Tang Yan fought, the more furious he became, and the more Han Huang fought, the stronger he became.
With each collision, bursts of thunder erupted, roaring across the prairie.
In the body collisions one after another, in the wild and fierce battles, the blood of the two people's bodies was ignited. Tang Yan's body gradually transformed into a dragon, and Han Huang's body shape was also undergoing transformation.
The light is more evil, and the body is as strong as a diamond.
Every time the two collided, a deafening sound wave was created, with the power of a mountain falling apart.
"I have changed my mind. I will not kill you, I will make you my puppet!" Hanhuang showed a sinister smile for the first time, like a demon, terrifying and creepy.
At this moment, at the edge of the distant wilderness, an old man arrived with lightning. Looking at the wilderness, his eyes flashed: "What a good boy, can you really compete with the drought?"
"Coo, coo, coo." The blue bird on the old man's shoulder flapped its wings, but it was no longer excited, but solemn, staring straight at the looming scales in the ruins.
"Is that kid an orc?" The old man picked up the scales and knocked them hard, feeling the terrifying hardness like black iron.
"Coo, coo, coo," the old bird flew into the sky, neighing like a drake.
"Hey, half-sacred half-orcs, I haven't eaten for a long time. Today we are going to stew a feast." The old man stretched out his scarlet tongue, licked his dry lips, and showed a strange grin.
The edge of the exquisite mountains.
A fierce battle came to an end soon. Lan grabbed the mourning dog by the throat and said, "I said, your tricks are a joke in front of me. It will be easy for me to kill you."
She has restrained her charm and lost her enchantment. At this moment, Lan is like an unsheathed sword, murderous and sharp.
The mourning dog was covered in blood and was dying, but his face was calm: "Han Huang can't kill Tang Yan, and Han Huang cannot escape death in this battle. Tang Yan will never allow his secret to be leaked, let alone let the world know that he killed Han Huang.
If you go...you will not escape death either..."
"Hey, are you concerned about me?!" Lan smiled slightly, grabbed the mourning dog's right hand and tore it violently. Five blood grooves that were as deep as the cervical vertebra were torn out alive by her.
Blood sprayed out, and the mourning dog collapsed to the ground.
"It's so easy for you to die as a Hanhuang? It's ridiculous." Lan looked coldly and turned to leave: "Remembering the times you spared me when you were chasing me, I left you half alive, but there are so many wild beasts in the mountains, can you survive?
, it depends on your own destiny."
Sanggou's consciousness was weak, his throat was bleeding, and his lips moved: "Don't go, Tang Yan... really knows how to... kill you..."
"When did you become so childish when you lost a dog? Who lives and who dies today? Even if Tang Yan wins Han Huang, he will not escape death. Do you really not know the old man who raises birds? He has already followed him. If the opportunity is right, he will
Even Hanhuang will eat it!"
The mourning dog's eyes that were about to close were opened with difficulty, and he uttered vague words: "Who."
"Don't you know him?" Lan stood ten steps away, her cold and charming face showing a smile, but it was an even colder smile. "It's understandable that others don't know him, but you don't know him? For many years, he has always looked like this.
It’s changing, but the greedy nature of eating people, animals and demons has never changed.”
Sangou shook his head drowsily, trying to wake himself up a little.
"I really don't know you? If I remember correctly, your mistress's second head was eaten by him."
Sanggou raised his brows slightly, raised his eyes with great effort, and slowly condensed his eyes: "Is it him?"
"If it's not him, who else could it be?"
"No...impossible...he has been...expelled from the south."
"Do you really think he cares about those broken laws? If your mistress hadn't left the Mist all these years, he would have eaten her third head."
"Help me...do me a favor...let...Tang Yan...escape..." Sanggou said tremblingly.
"Humph." Lan smiled coldly and rushed into the vast wilderness.
"Help...help me..." Sanggou stretched out his bloody right hand with difficulty and grabbed it in the direction Lan left. However, his seriously injured body lost its vitality at this moment. He tilted his head and slowly closed his eyes.