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Chapter 2470 Destroying the Enemy
Considering that the Jinghuo tribe has treasures that can attack the soul, Wang Changsheng did not release the Lin Gui to fight against the enemy. He didn't want the Lin Gui to follow in the footsteps of the Turtle.

A turbulent blue river rushed towards them, and before they got close, a huge wave hundreds of feet high was set off, like a blue water mountain, crashing into the three of Yan Shuo.

The young man in the golden shirt held out a small mirror that shone with golden light. After countless golden runes emerged from the mirror, a burst of golden flames spewed out, turning into a golden fire python more than a hundred feet long, and pounced on the big blue hand.

The golden fire python collided with the big blue hand, and a large amount of white mist erupted immediately. It didn't take long for the golden fire python to be submerged by the continuous seawater.

Yan Shuo took out a horn with erratic red light, put it near his mouth and blew it.

A low-pitched horn sounded, and a red sound wave swept over and spread in all directions.

Where the red sound wave passed, the ground caught fire instantly, and the fire expanded with the movement of the red sound wave. Ten people couldn't breathe, and a hundred miles around turned into a sea of ​​red flames.

The blue sea water collided with the red sound wave, and instantly collapsed, turning into billowing white mist.

A loud tsunami sounded, and the sea water rolled violently, transforming into a giant blue fist, crushing the red sound wave.

There was a huge explosion sound from the sky, and a huge golden fire cloud appeared in the sky. The fire cloud rolled violently, and the golden raindrops as big as beans poured down. The golden raindrops quickly turned into huge golden fireballs, hitting Wang Changsheng and Wang Changsheng. Wang Ruyan.

The sea tumbling violently, a thick water tornado rose into the sky, blocking the falling golden fireball.

A white fire phoenix flew towards it, exuding a piercing chill.

Where the white fire phoenix passed, a large amount of white ice flakes appeared in the void, and the sea water was close to the white fire phoenix hundreds of feet away, freezing instantly, and the ice layer spread rapidly.

Wang Changsheng sacrificed the Qingyang Cauldron, which was obtained from the Qingyang Gate, and it is a middle-grade heaven-reaching spiritual treasure.

He lightly tapped the Qingyang cauldron, and the cauldron cover flew up, and a cyan glow swept out, heading straight for the white fire phoenix.

Naturally, the young woman in the white skirt would not let Wang Changsheng wish, so she wanted to manipulate the spirit flame to avoid it, when a loud male shout rang out, and her face showed a look of pain.

This is because Wang Changsheng used his own mana to cast the God-Suppressing Roar, so as not to interfere with Wang Ruyan's spellcasting. If Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan's mana superimposed to cast the God-Suppressing Roar, the young woman in white skirt would not be so easy.

The cyan glow covered the white fire phoenix, and was drawn into the Qingyang cauldron, and the cauldron's lid closed.

Trapped by the middle-grade Tongtian Lingbao, the sixth-order spiritual flame can never escape.

With a flash of red light, a red mountain peak suddenly appeared above the heads of Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan, and Yan Shuo pinched it.

The red mountain peak suddenly lit up with a dazzling red light, and instantly soared to a height of more than a thousand feet, and a red flame gushed out from the surface, like a red volcano.

The giant red peak has not yet fallen, and a strong pressure is coming, and at the same time, the heat wave is rolling.

A blue light flew out from Wang Changsheng's body and turned into a huge human-shaped phantom. A dazzling blue light emerged from both arms of the human-shaped phantom, smashing towards the giant red peak.

With a muffled sound, the giant red peak flew backwards, and a phantom of the human figure was engulfed by a stream of red flames, but soon, the flames dissipated.

Ordinary flames can't do anything to the water of the Styx River.

Seeing this scene, Yan Shuo frowned.

With a pinch of his magic formula, four gleaming red arrows flew towards Wang Changsheng, and turned into four red fire pythons halfway, and rushed towards Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng sacrificed the blood-colored toad gourd, tapped his finger lightly, and the blood-colored toad gourd sprayed out a foul-smelling and pungent blood-colored liquid, which turned into a blood-colored high wall and blocked in front of him.

The four red fire pythons collided with the blood-colored high wall, as if they had fallen into a quagmire, their bodies struggled endlessly, but it was useless, the flames on their bodies slowly dissipated, and the aura dimmed.

Over the years, Wang Changsheng has collected a large amount of filth, including the poisonous blood of high-level monsters, refined into the blood toad gourd, which has a particularly strong filth ability.

A black long rainbow shot out, pierced through the blood-colored high wall in an instant, and came straight to Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan turned into dots of blue light and disappeared, but the sound of the flute became passionate, as if thousands of troops were fighting.

Yan Shuo frowned, his mind was filled with a strong killing intent, wishing to kill all the creatures he saw.

After all, he was a cultivator in the late stage of Void Refinement, and he forcibly suppressed this killing intent, and was about to sacrifice other treasures to deal with Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan.

The young woman in the white skirt held out a gleaming white feather fan, and with a light flick, a white flame swept out and hit the unsuspecting Yan Shuo.

Yan Shuo never expected that his companions would attack him.

Yan Shuo's body froze at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into an ice sculpture.

The right hand of the young man in the golden shirt slapped the ice sculpture, the ice sculpture was torn apart, and the body turned into a round bead of red light, the runes flashed, and the aura was amazing.

There was a muffled "click", and the red ball shattered into pieces, obviously it was a robbed treasure.

A burst of red fire suddenly lit up more than ten miles away, and Yan Shuo's figure appeared, his face was slightly pale and full of anger.

"What are you doing? Helping the evildoers?"

Yan Shuo said in a cold voice, only then did he realize that the young man in the golden shirt and the young woman in the white skirt had ferocious expressions on their faces, and their eyes were blood red.

"Kill, kill, kill..."

The young man in the golden shirt looked wildly, urging his Dharma to attack Yan Shuo.

The young woman in the white dress waved her white feather fan, releasing a stream of white flames, which turned into a white ice python and rushed towards Yan Shuo.

Yan Shuo realized that something was wrong. It was not the first time he had fought against Yinxiu, but it was the first time he had encountered such a powerful Yinxiu, who had caused his two companions to fall into an illusion so quickly. The opponent was definitely not an ordinary Void Refiner Brother, no wonder he dared to hit his attention.

A gust of wind blew past, and a huge blue roc bird appeared above his head without warning. The roc bird's body was covered with mysterious spirit patterns, and its body was covered with a burst of blue light. It was a sixth-order puppet beast.

As soon as the Peng bird puppet appeared, its sharp bird claws grabbed Yan Shuo's Tianling Gai.

Yan Shuo was startled, opened his mouth and sprayed out three shining red throwing knives, pinched the magic formula, a red flame burst out from the three red flying knives, and slashed towards the Pengniao puppet.

"Keng Keng Keng Keng" metal collision sounded, a stream of red flames engulfed the body of the Pengniao puppet, and three red throwing knives flew out backwards.

After the roc bird puppet burst into dazzling blue light, the flame flickered and extinguished, and its sharp claws grabbed Yan Shuo.

Yan Shuo hurriedly dodged, but was still a step too late, his right arm was scratched by the Pengniao puppet, leaving behind several thick and long bloodstains.

A white fire python rushed over, and a red flame gushed out from Yan Shuo's right arm, turning into a red fire python to meet him.

With a loud bang, the two died together.

The sound of the flute became more piercing, and Yan Shuo felt a blur in front of his eyes, and he appeared on the battlefield, where hundreds of thousands of clansmen were fighting with the human clan.

A large number of Jinghuo clan fell to the ground, including men, women and children, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of blood.

"Father!"

Yan Shuo watched an old man in green robes with kind facial features lying in a pool of blood, filled with grief.

Two human monks rushed over, Yan Shuo was full of anger, and quickly sacrificed treasures to fight each other.

At this moment, the sky suddenly darkened, and a huge red peak hundreds of feet high fell from the sky and landed on the three of them.

(End of this chapter)