The red-red tower, although in the midst of a fire, gives a feeling of peace and harmony.

The raging fire around the small tower seems to have become less terrible.

But also because of the existence of this small tower, the red Baoguang of the road gushes upwards, and settles the cold-blooded law of Yan Zhao song to the sea of ​​fire.

The array of nine white light supports is suspended above the sea of ​​fire and cannot fall.

Although it was blocked by the flame abyss, Yan Zhao can't try to figure it out, but he can also feel the power of the mysterious power.

This small red tower is like a fusion of the fire in the veins, regardless of each other.

Without knowing, the Yanmo family can easily shake the circulation of the Eight Great Worlds, and this thing will play an important role.

The red tower is now connected to the flames of the earth, making it difficult for all the great masters to attack.

Yan Zhaoge tried to use the cold law to disturb and was also blocked by the red tower.

"It's no wonder that only the strongest of the Wusheng realm of the ancestors were guarded." Yan Zhao song looked at this scene and nodded secretly.

Looking at it, I felt that there was a strong killing on the top of my head.

Although the demon king was killed by Yuan Zhengfeng, but Yan Zhao song appeared, still caused the attention of a group of fire.

The language that belongs to the sorcerer, the arrogant roar of arrogance and sorrow, has many great sorcerers, no longer pay attention to other Terran sects, but a swarm of bees rushing toward Yan Zhao.

Fu Enshu's long sword in his hand, flat across the chest, facing the imposing smoldering of the big demon, no fear, and actively meet.

The masters of the Guangzhan Mountain and Bihai City saw the situation and quickly fell to help Fu Enshu intercept these big devils.

After the hesitation of the great masters of Cangwu Mountain and Turquoise Court, they fell a little, and the two sides still fought.

Although the situation is still unclear, but under such a crisis, Yan Zhaoge has created various miracles in the past, so that they choose to believe this young man.

Dazhe Shengzong and Tianlei Temple warriors continue to help Huang Guanglie and indulge them, hoping that their own Wushengqiang can break through the defense line of the Yanmo.

Among the top eight strongest people in the world, because of the environmental reasons, the person who is the most outstanding at this moment is Donglai Wusheng Huang Guanglie.

In the environment of the sea of ​​fire, the Great Sun Zongwu is like the sorcerer.

Huang Guanglie, the second realm of Wu Sheng, is even more overbearing, and looks like a fierce one.

But the evil spirits also stared at Huang Guanglie, constantly intercepting the pace of their progress.

On the level of the Wu Sheng level, the fire magic is all about blocking the strong people.

At the master's level, the battle was just reversed. The great masters of the war, headed by Fu Enshu, tried their best to stop the big fire.

The Terran martial artists who were in an unfavorable position, the two big sacred sages and the Tianlei Temple, and the seemingly tidal-like attack on the flaming demon, suddenly seemed powerless.

At the beginning, there was a big fire breaking through the line of defense, rushing toward the flame abyss between the mountains below the sea.

Fu Enshu Jianguang flashes, as if Changhong runs through the sea, a sword falls, and the big flaming magical half legs and legs that are like crabs are all removed.

The big demon madness, the chest and abdomen at the horrible hole opened, and then a thick fire column sprayed out, playing Fu Enshu Jianguang faltering.

At the same time, there was another big fire chasing down, aiming at the key behind Fu Enshu.

Fu Enshu Jianguang became a circle, and a halo appeared, like a re-opening of the world.

It is also like a swallowing the skin of the world, open the mouth of the bag, please enter the shackles.

The thick and solemn sword meant that the big fire demon could only stop, lest he should cast his own net.

But the next moment, this big demon figure suddenly turned, and then went to the side of Fu Enshu, and continued to rush down toward Yan Zhao.

Fu Enshu returned to the sword to stop, who knows that the big fire magic swayed a shot, the real target of attack is Fu Enshu himself.

"Here!" Fu Enshu's eyes are round and round, and they don't evade, and they attack the attack. It is a sword.

She was scratched by a savage claw in her waist, but Jianfeng also stabbed the big cock.

On the other hand, the Inflammatory offensive became more and more urgent, and began to break through the defense line created by Fu Enshu and others, and fell to the flame abyss below.

The Yanzhao song at the entrance to the abyss is highly concentrated at the moment, and the sword will be ignored.

His attention was focused on the red tower, centered on the flames of the earth's movement.

"I originally said that I would bring things back to the mountain gate. Now it seems that I have to take up the big head." Yan Zhaoge spit out a sigh of gas: "Although waste will not be wasted, but it may cost more hands and feet."

After calculating the strategy of the mind, Yan Zhaoge immediately launched his own miniature capsule.

In the miniature capsule, the pillars of the shrine no longer continue to be suppressed, and the remains of the real dragon in the icicles suddenly cannot be stopped.

The stone pillars and icicles have a miniature capsule, which is very popular in the wind and instantly becomes huge.

Yan Zhao's songs swelled in his body, and he turned into a fiery enthusiasm. Then he opened the horror bow and pulled the bowstring.

During the bowstring turbulence, the purple thunder is intertwined with the red fire, and bombarded on the icicles that freeze the body of the real dragon!

The icicles began to disintegrate, and the real dragons vibrated, and if there were no dragons, the sound of the dragons rang.

The fallen ice dragon has not been resurrected.

But the spirituality contained in it, it feels like there is a living dragon that comes to the world.

滔滔龙威, whether it is a person, or a flaming demon, are all in the eye!

The big sorcerer who chased the entrance to the abyss returned to the gods, screamed and rushed into the abyss, and instantly arrived at the Yanzhao song!

Yan Zhaoge turned a blind eye to the big fire, just standing on the top of the pillar of the shrine, and then stepping down!

The shrine of the shrine suddenly flashed the colorful glory, and continued to live in the body of the ice dragon, and then fell together, straight into the bottom of the flame abyss!

There, Yan Zhaoge’s cold-blooded law circles were settled by the red tower, which was in vain.

But now Yan Zhaoge is standing on the pillar of the shrine, pressing the body of the ice dragon below, and rushing into the array of nine white light pillars.

When the light flashed, the sound of the dragon began to gradually become true.

The extreme cold power instantly expands, causing the temperature at the bottom of the abyss to drop rapidly, no longer hot.

Yan Zhao songs collected the pillars of the shrine, and he fell into the cold law.

He stretched out his hands, and the two sides were hot and cold, and the yin and yang merged, and then they slid down.

The ice dragon seems to be alive, and the huge dragon body is wrapped around the red-red pagoda.

The true flesh and blood, this moment gradually turned into an ice blue light dragon.

The big sorcerer was stunned, and all the way to the Yanzhao song went down to the bottom of the abyss, and the claws were caught at the top of Yan Zhao’s song.

However, under the cover of the Han Dynasty, Yan Zhaoge has also fallen to the top of the Red Pagoda.

He punched the center of the tower, and the power of ice and fire suddenly rose to the sky, blocking the claws of the big demon!

In the roar of the unsuccessful anger, Yan Zhao song issued a long shout like a dragon, and the red pagoda began to violently sway! (To be continued.)