A look of shock appeared on the faces of several people. It was just speculation that day, and it is now confirmed, and it is still inevitable to be shocked.

"You want to move my husband, pass me first."

Seeing that his husband was in crisis, Holy Master Hanbing stood up.

"What a holy lord of ice, you are very good.

How many people envied the marriage between you and the Lord of Space.

It's a pity that your husband is too persistent and shields foreign enemies. Forget it, let me break up a marriage and be this villain. "

Sheng Yang sighed.

Sheng Yang, who looked like a middle-aged man, had a pair of hot eyes that seemed to be burned.

"Sheng Yang thinks twice, I think Hang Yuan is just overwhelming with love for talents, and there is no other meaning. You think so? Hang Yuan."

The Thunder Lord said.

Hang Yuan was silent and hesitated.

He really couldn't get used to that kind of arrogant posture on Sheng Yang's body.

Even if you bow your head today and will be controlled by this kind of person in the future, you must have a hard time.

Secondly, after seeing the battle between Lu Chen and the two of them, he also wanted to try how strong this time is.

Although the answer was obvious, he still had an idea of ​​not admitting defeat.

What's more, this is the sacred mountain of space, his site.

The Xuanwu holy masters were cheating in their hearts.

They wished that Hang Yuan would be suppressed by Sheng Yang, so that they could breathe a sigh of evil.

In their subconscious mind, Hang Yuan is closer to Lu Chen, and Lu Chen's whereabouts are unknown after taking away their treasure.

This bad breath has to be cast on Hang Yuan to be comfortable.

Holy Master Hanbing looked at Hang Yuan nervously.

She not only hoped that Hang Yuan would bow her head, but also hope that Hang Yuan would not be humble. Because that humble Hang Yuan is not the Hang Yuan he knew.

But no matter what decision Hang Yuan makes, she will support it.

"I don't think Lu Chen has any bad thoughts. On the contrary, I have an intuition that the future of Xuanwu Continent lies in him, not you."

"Huh! Ming is stubborn."

Sheng Yang burst out with a powerful aura, his eyes catching people.

He held up the sky with one hand and slammed down with a fist, full of yang, smashing down towards Hang Yuan with a violent aura.

The hall became hot instantly.

Yang Shengquan!

This move is his fame stunt, the most powerful sense of law besides the Yin Yang ball.

One shot was a fierce move. Obviously, he really wanted to get rid of Hang Yuan, and he didn't show mercy.

In order to deter everyone.

"Don't think about it!"

The holy master of cold ice flashed to the front of the master of space, opened the realm of saints, and frozen the world.

The two formed a confrontation, a huge ice wall was shattered repeatedly by that punch, and then hit the chest of the Holy Master of Ice.

puff!

The body of the Holy Master of Cold Ice flew out like a broken-wire kite, and a mouthful of blood spurted from the mouth of the Holy Master of Cold Ice.

"Yuehan!"

Hang Yuan's eyes were cracked, he caught the holy lord of ice floating in the air, and looked at holy lord of ice with pity on his face.

"Why are you, Yuehan." Hang Yuan said softly, his voice a little choked.

This moment happened too fast, he had already been injured by Sheng Yang before he could react.

"Yuan, be yourself, our mothers are proud of you." Holy Master Frost said weakly.

She was badly hurt, and the fist hit her heart, and her internal organs were shattered.

"Blame me." Hang Yuan's face was full of pain.

Holy Master Frozen said tenderly, "Go."

Hang Yuan put down the Holy Lord of Frost and looked at Sheng Yang coldly.

The injury of Holy Lord Frost dispelled the fearlessness in his heart. At this time, there was only one word of war in his heart.

"Ah, what a pair of fateful mandarin ducks." Ji Yin teased.

"For the sake of having known each other for many years, if you are willing to surrender to me, I will bear the blame for the past.

You can only blame yourself for this fate, not what I wanted.

Finally give you a chance! Surrender or die! "

The Thunder Lord persuaded: "Hang Yuan, you just lower your head and this matter is over now, why bother to make this situation."

"Sage Yang, don't do it, you can't keep this kind of person..." said the Xuanwu Sage Master.

"Humph!"

Holy Master Xuanwu wanted to say something more and was interrupted by a cold snort from Holy Master Thunder. He is still a little afraid of the Thunder Lord, and annoys the Thunder Lord, and his life will not be easy in the future.

After all, the Thunder Lord's strength overwhelmed them, he was a figure of the overlord level of the Xuanwu Continent.

"war!"

Only one word was spit out from the Master of Space, and that was war!

Only by fighting can the anger and unwillingness in his heart be resolved.

"Today, I don't give any face to anyone." Sheng Yang shouted, planning to preemptively.

In the blink of an eye, an euphorbia appeared in his hand.

The big halberd waved in the air, bringing out a dragon-shaped phantom.

Fiercely rushed towards Hang Yuan.

In an instant, the world was desolate, the wind and clouds changed color, but this dragon-shaped virtual image was lying in the sky like the scorching sun.

"Tyrannosaurus Art!"

This move is simple and straightforward, but it has the potential to swallow mountains and rivers.

Hang Yuan was surprised that Sheng Yang's Fa Senses really appeared endlessly.

His figure flashed, and at the same time he pinched his hands.

The formation of the sacred mountain of space was activated, and the dragon shadow was about to hit him, but it was affected by the formation.

I saw the speed of the dragon phantom suddenly slowed down, sometimes disappeared, and sometimes burst out of the sky.

This is the superposition of multiple spaces. The superposition of several spaces made the dragon phantom never hit Hang Yuan when it seemed to be less than ten meters away.

Overcome strength with softness.

Sheng Yang's sense of law is extremely fierce, and Hang Yuan's defenses are also in place. The mastery of the power of space and the formation of the sacred mountain of space have not fallen for a while.

After that, the two faced each other in the air for dozens of rounds, illuminating the entire holy mountain with brilliant brilliance.

"The power of space really deserves its reputation, let you see and see this." Sheng Yang is full of fighting spirit, and he is now fully integrated into the battle.

He felt that Hang Yuan's strength really deserved him to go all out.

The strength displayed by Hang Yuan changed the expressions of the other holy masters.

They always thought that Hang Yuan's strength was just the existence of the top ten bottom of the Holy Master List.

When he really saw his strength, he thought he could rank in the top five.

Shengyang offered a flaming furnace with a big vermilion bird printed on it.

"This is! The legendary black bird divine furnace?"

Everyone was surprised. The legendary Xuanniao divine furnace is a sacred tool.

The sacred weapon is the weapon of the saint, how can he possess it in Shengyang.

Not to mention that there have been no saints in the Xuanwu Continent for many years. Even if a saint has fallen, it will not be easy to pass the holy artifacts to future generations.

Because the sacred weapon is a weapon made by the saint in his lifetime, like a natal weapon, how can it be easily passed on to future generations.

Even if the saint falls accidentally, the sacred artifact will be destroyed with him.

Only one person in the Xuanwu Continent possesses a weapon that surpasses the top-tier treasure, and that is the ‘holy rod’ of the Thunder Lord.

Once triggered, its power is like offending the heavens.

"Is it really a mysterious furnace? This is still a shame!"

Hang Yuan cursed in his heart.

At this stage of the battle, Sheng Yang never used the power of time, but directly took out the sacred weapon.

Isn't this bullying?

But when he thought that this person would seriously hurt Yuehan, his heart became frustrated and he couldn't shrink back.

Huh!

The sacred furnace was urged by Sheng Yang, and the big vermilion bird carved on it made a clear cry and moved on the surface.

Like a living thing, lifelike.

The sacred furnace turned and hit Hang Yuan.

Hang Yuan was shocked and scolded his mother in his heart.

It can only be evaded by the previous method, and must not be hit from the front.

But what was unexpected was that all the space stacks were smashed one by one by the fiery red furnace, and it was impossible to limit its flight speed.

The space superimposed in front of it is like a piece of paper, fragile and can't affect the slightest.

The Master of Space's complexion changed drastically, throwing out a large number of profound crystals, and practicing the pinch technique with both hands to stimulate the formation of the Holy Mountain of Space.

At the juncture of life and death, he maximized the formation of the sacred mountain of space.

The formation level of the sacred mountain of space is equivalent to the great defense formation of the Xiongwu Empire.

Because Hang Yuan also added the power of space to the big formation, it was even better than the ordinary formation of the sacred mountain of space.

Such a big formation, if the top three of the holy master list are trapped in it, it will have a headache.

But even if this formation was fully opened, it still couldn't resist the **** furnace.

A raging fire burned on the surface of the sacred furnace, which was extraordinary, capable of burning everything.

The furnace approached, and Hang Yuan's clothes were burned to ashes.

Huh!

Hang Yuan was forced to perform a space jump, and his figure appeared in the distance.

Suddenly he opened the distance from the furnace, and then he slapped the empty palm to the furnace.

But the furnace did not move at all, and continued to catch up, faster than before.

It was like being irritated by Hang Yuan.

Killing an ant is so hard?

This furnace is afraid that consciousness has been born.

Hang Yuan was in this extremely high temperature environment, but his heart was cold.

"boom!"

Just after he performed a space jump, one arm was rubbed by the melting pot.

The smell of roasted meat immediately filled the surroundings.

His arm was completely scorched, and it was still burning with raging fire.

It seemed that he was going to be cremated directly.

Hang Yuan gritted his teeth, enduring the severe pain and chopped off the dead arm.

Such escape is not a solution. He once again displayed the space jump and came directly in front of Sheng Yang.

A mouthful of blood spurted from Hang Yuan's mouth, turned into a blood sword and shot at Shengyang's face.

The power of the blood sword condensed by the saint cannot be underestimated. Often using this trick is a desperate approach, hurting the enemy even more hurting oneself.

But Hang Yuan had no choice.

Success or failure in one fell swoop!

"Be careful!" Ji Yin reminded.

"It's okay. Little tricks of carving insects, the tricks of the **** are poor."

Sheng Yang had no fear, and there was an extra shield in his hand, which just blocked the sword of essence, blood and blood, and the reaction was extremely fast.

That shield is undoubtedly the top magic weapon.

"It's over." Hang Yuan watched desperately as the blood sword condensed with his own blood was completely blocked by the shield, and the glimmer of hope in his heart was completely extinguished.

"Suffer!"

Sheng Yang shouted, holding the sacred furnace and directly covered it.

Hang Yuan was so desperate that he was unable to resist.

I haven't seen the power of time until I die. Is this the difference in strength?

"No!"

The Holy Master of Cold Ice looked desperately at the flaming sacred furnace to hang over to Hang Yuan, yelling no.

Thinking of going to resist for Hang Yuan, but there was more than enough energy but not enough energy.

I can only watch my husband dying at the hands of others.

"Hehe, a generation of Tianjiao Space Holy Master is about to fall, my old man, I am really sad."

Seeing that Hang Yuan was about to die under the hot sacred furnace, Saint Xuanwu pretended to be sorry.

The Thunder Lord turned his back, really didn't want to see this scene.

when!

Scorching flames filled the hall, and the divine furnace was flew out by an external force in the unbelievable eyes of everyone.

The temperature in the main hall suddenly rose, and the flames falling in the hall actually burned a series of large holes directly on the ground that had been reinforced by the formation.

Thick smoke billowed, I don't know when there was a figure in the hall.

A figure came out from the smoke, and he stood in front of the Master of Space.

"It's you!"

Sheng Yang's face changed drastically. He saw the incoming person clearly, and his heart was shaken.