"you......"

Seeing that Long Feng was planning to fight against the Saint alone, Han Meng hesitated a little.www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm

"Don't talk nonsense, run away while the rest of the people have not arrived yet!"

Long Feng shouted softly and flew directly to the clouds.

After hearing Long Feng's words, Han Meng's face suddenly became a little complicated.

She was wondering whether to stay and help Long Feng.

A second later, Han Meng chose to believe Long Feng's words, gritted her teeth and took Lu Qingchen directly to the direction of the Heavenly Dao Holy Academy.

"Haha, I really don't know whether you should say you have courage or stupidity, but you dare to stay alone."

Looking at Long Feng, who was also standing in front of the clouds, the old man in red robe narrowed his eyes and spoke lightly.

"I have long heard that the saints have the ability to understand the heaven and earth, and today I can finally have the honor to learn about it."

After hearing the old man in red robe, Long Feng smiled slightly and didn't care at all.

"Is that true? Since you are not afraid of death, let you know today how big the gap between the emperor and the saint is!"

The flames in the sky appeared out of thin air, turning into flying firebirds, sweeping out at Long Feng with a huge roar.

At the same time, the old man in red robe suddenly took a step forward.

A huge flame foot stomped towards Long Feng's location.

"Buzz--"

Long Feng looked at the scene expressionlessly, then pulled the bowstring of the blood-colored bow, intending to take the attack from the saint.

"boom......!"

Long Feng used his own laws as an arrow and shot directly at the attack that was about to fall.

call out!

The huge flame's soles were shot through by blood-colored arrows, but its power continued to shoot hard at the old man in red robe.

"snort!"

Looking at the arrows shot towards him, the saint from the Temple of Fire snorted coldly, waved his embroidered robe and directly resolved it.

"I thought I could fight the Holy Realm with a special weapon. I have to say that your eyes are too short-sighted, and the Holy Realm is not something you can guess."

After resolving Long Feng's offensive, the old man in red robe spoke proudly, with a slight sarcastic tone.

"Don't worry, I just warmed up just now."

Long Feng did not care about the words of the saint, but pulled the bowstring again.

But this time, I did not regard my own laws as arrows.

"Buzz..."

The bowstring sounded again, and the sound of pulling the bowstring this time even vibrated the entire Arctic ice field.

Boom-

The white arrows cut through the void and shot into the chest of the saint in the Fire Temple without any thunder.

"puff--"

The old man in red robe was shot in an arrow, and before he could make a sound, his whole body was blown to pieces.

Even the war souls in the sea of ​​spirit did not have time to escape.

"Is this what you are talking about the gap? Haha..."

Putting away the blood-colored longbow, Long Feng glanced at the pile of minced meat and shook his head helplessly.

"Tick, tick--"

After the old man in red robe fell, the sound of raindrops falling suddenly came to the world.

Long Feng looked up and saw that the dim sky had turned blood red at this moment, and raindrops fell from the sky one by one.

But these raindrops are not ordinary transparent colors, but blood.

Time passes slowly and the rain is getting heavier and heavier.

"Is the Holy Fallen Vision..."

Long Feng looked at the scene in front of him, sighed, and then turned around and flew towards the battlefield just now.

If Lu Qingchen was here, he would find that half of Long Feng's thick black hair turned white and gray at this moment.

"This, is this... the saint's fall?!"

Looking at the bloody rain in the sky, Han Meng spoke in shock.

"The Saint Falls, was it that Dean Long killed the Saint of the Fire Temple?!"

When Lu Qingchen heard the death of a saint, his eyes suddenly became lit up.

"I don't know, maybe it's right, Long Feng has always been mysterious. I've never seen through him anyway."

Han Meng answered slightly hesitantly, and she couldn't see through Long Feng at all.

"Well...well, as long as President Long is fine, Master, should we go back and help them?"

Lu Qingchen spoke with a serious expression.

Just now, Lu Qingchen suddenly felt a familiar breath. After the breath disappeared, the saint fell.

"Go back now? No, Long Feng just told me that I must take you back to the academy safely first."

After hearing Lu Qingchen's words, Han Meng shook her head quickly to stop Lu Qingchen's bold idea.

......

The battle continued. Under the continuous infusion of spiritual power from the old man Tian and the old man Sheng, the Eagle Saint still did not break free from the Beidou map.

Although it seems to have trapped the Eagle Saint on the surface, everyone knows that this is only temporary.

Sooner or later, the saint of the Thunder Temple will break free from it.

Moreover, in order to maintain the seal, the two seniors have consumed countless spiritual power in their bodies.

At this moment, my body was already shaking.

But even so, the old man of Tian Lao Sheng still gritted his teeth to support him.

Because they know that once the Eagle Saint escapes, it is unlikely that he will be trapped again.

Even they themselves may fall here.

"boom--"

A huge voice sounded in the sealed space of the holy map. The Eagle Saint seemed to have noticed that the two old men were about to exhaust their spiritual power and began to attack wildly.

"puff--"

Under the crazy attack of the Eagle Saint, the Holy Old suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, and then his breath quickly became weaker.

"Boom--"

A lightning fell and hit the old man who was still gritting his teeth and insisting. The latter suddenly shook his body and his spiritual power was interrupted.

Yao Li stared at Liu Chengfeng and Nangong Qianyue with a cold face. The lightning attack just now was released by him seizing the opportunity.

"Click..."

The face of Eagle Saint Cang's old man appeared. Without the support of spiritual power, the Beidou Tu suddenly lost its function.

"You are really... looking for death!"

Eagle Saint looked at the two old men who were still vomiting blood in front of him and said with a ferocious expression.

"boom--"

Countless lightning fell and bombarded the old man Tian and the old man Sheng.

In the blink of an eye, the aura of these two seniors became extremely weak.

“Tick.”

Just as the Eagle Saint was about to kill these two people directly, a drop of blood hit his face.

"How is this...the saint's fall!"

Looking at the drops of blood rain in front of you and the breath of the holy realm scattered in the distance, the Eagle Saint's face was filled with shock.

"Buzz..."

A white arrow shattered the void and shot fiercely at the Eagle Saint who was still in a daze.

"boom--"

The white arrow fell down and made a huge sound, and the flesh was flying all over the sky.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The Eagle Saint screamed in pain, and everyone saw him howling with his wounds, and the sleeves on his right were empty.
Chapter completed!