When Nangong Ximen nodded and smiled, Lei Hong snorted: "Fellow Daoist Shi Nian is really good. If Shi Nian fights with me, Lei Hong, what do you think of the two senior brothers?"

Nangong Ximen Dao: "Junior Brother Lei's cultivation is hard to say that he can defeat him even if I have a strong sense of cultivation. How could the son-in-law be Junior Brother Lei's opponent?"

Tang Aotian nodded slightly from the side.

Lei Hong smiled strangely and said in a deep voice: "You might as well tell you that if Meng'er let go of her hands, even Lei Hong will not be able to defeat me!"

"What?"

Tang Aotian's expression changed, and he looked disbelief.

"I believe everyone knows Meng'er's Zulei Spirit Body, its power...hehe!"

Speaking of this, Lei Hong didn't continue.

Nangong Ximen smiled calmly on his face, clearly not believing in Lei Meng's words. Tang Aotian's eyes flashed slightly and looked at Tang Long who was fighting with Yi Qiu, and his brows couldn't help but frowned.

As if he saw what Tang Aotian was thinking, Senior Brother Mo said: "Junior Brother Tang, this Yi Qiu is different from the past. The thickness of his true energy and the refinement of his body are comparable to that of the cultivator in the realm of the soul. Although fellow Taoist Tang is extraordinary, it is not easy to defeat Yi Qiu!"

Tang Aotian's face turned slightly cold, and his eyes that looked at Tang Long suddenly appeared.

Tang Long's body, which was moving like a ghost, suddenly paused. The next moment, a huge aura came out from Tang Long and swept towards Yi Qiu. He waved the Fengyun Fan in his hand, and cut Yi Qiu away from all directions with wind swords that were rotating forward and reverse.

At this moment, Tang Long truly demonstrated the strength of a cultivator at the middle level of the Yuanshen realm. He had previously suppressed his cultivation to the same stage as Yi Qiu to fight against the enemy.

With these tens of thousands of eyes, Tang Long, who has always been the leader of the sect, naturally has his pride. If he develops his true strength against a Nascent Soul boy, even if he wins, he should. If he loses, no, this is something that Tang Long dares not think of at all, and he will never admit it.

Yi Qiu only felt the pressure increase, his eyes flashed slightly, but he thought in his heart that Tang Long was indeed extraordinary.

Especially with Tang Aotian's instructions, Tang Long can be said to have taken all his strength. The strength of the intermediate-level cultivator of the Yuanshen and the Fengyun Fan of the Xuantian treasure in his hand are probably difficult to resist even an ordinary high-level person with the Yuanshen.

The sounds of dragon roars appeared and disappeared, as if they were in the sky, or as if they were in front of everyone, extremely misty!

"What is this? The sound of the dragon roar?" Gu Yuan said with a change in expression.

When Tang Aotian looked at Yi Qiu, his eyes were cold and he said, "No, it's the sound of the dragon roar!"

Senior Brother Mo said, "Strange, how could such a dragon roar be emitted by a junior of the Nascent Soul?"

"Senior Brother Mo seems to be very fond of this kid Yi Qiu?" Nangong Ximen said suddenly.

Senior Brother Mo nodded and smiled, "Yes, if Yi Qiu was in my Motian lineage, he would never have been expelled from the sect, nor would he let the sect enforce the law and make decisions without protecting the people under his veins..."

Before he finished speaking, Nangong Ximen's face changed and he said coldly: "What does Senior Brother Mo mean?"

Senior Brother Mo shook his head, and a strange color suddenly flashed in his eyes when he looked at Yi Qiu. Nangong Ximen was stunned and looked back. He saw that Yi Qiu had disappeared at this moment. In the wind sword that Tang Long used, a green and yellow dragon was circling more than ten feet tall.

A surprise sounded from all around, and the dragon claws were grabbed and the wind knife broke.

As the dragon's tail flipped, the wind swords disintegrated one after another. Then the dragon's mouth opened, and a purple flame suddenly spit out, burning the wind sword in front of him into nothingness.

"That's it? Could it be the bird demon firebird that day that time?"

"Yes, it's the Heavenly Bird Demon Firebird. I didn't expect that Yi Qiu's alien fire, Tianqiu's demon fire not only has the entity, but also advanced to the level 6. For example, Yi Qiu's Dragon Transformation Art cooperates with each other, although Fellow Daoist Tang is powerful, he may not be able to defeat Yi Qiu easily!" said Senior Brother Mo.

At this moment, Tang Aotian, Lei Hong, Nangong, Ximen and others had different expressions. Seeing Yi Qiu's methods, he felt even more shocked.

With these cultivators at the realm of the Great Spirit of the Soul, Tang Long felt that the extraordinary skills were extraordinary.

At this moment, Yi Qiu used the nine transformations of dragons and snakes to the extreme. With the help of the poisonous fire dragon soul, he transformed into a dragon, and at the same time released the heavenly bird and demon firebird and his mouth, and spewed out purple flames from time to time...

"Good means!"

Lei, who was fighting with Shi Nian, shouted loudly.

"Fellow Daoist Lei and Shi are fighting with others. If you don't use real means, you may be disappointed!" Shi Nian's face turned cold and then said.

Lei Meng laughed: "Just rely on you? Just pull out any means!"

Shi Nian's eyes became cold and he nodded. Suddenly, he opened his mouth and spit out a colorful object. As soon as it appeared, his hands pointed at him.

As the colorful light flowed, this object quickly amplified, and in just a few breaths, it turned into dozens of feet in size, like a small hill.

The colorful wings behind Shi Nian flashed, turning into a stream of light onto the colorful hill that was dozens of feet tall.

He pinched his hands and flashed over Lei Meng's head with the colorful hills, and then pressed him down heavily.

"Good come!" Lei Meng shouted.

With both hands, thunder struck at the colorful hills, splashing colorful lights. The colorful hills paused for a few pauses, and then pressed towards the thunder again.

Seeing this, Lei Meng's eyes flashed, and turned into a thunder arc and colorful hills when they were about to be weighed down. They flashed to the distance and looked back at Shi Nian.

Shi Nian said leisurely: "What do Brother Lei think?"

"It's very average!" Lei Meng's eyes flashed slightly.

"Oh? Why did Brother Lei hide?" Shi Nian said.

Lei Meng shouted: "Just, do you dare not dodge or dodge and take my blow?"

Shi Nian smiled strangely: "Why don't you dare? Brother Lei has any means to just take it out. Shi promises not to hide or avoid it!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was uproared.

With a thunder sound, a thunder suddenly dropped from the void. Lei Meng held it with one hand, and his eyes flashed with thunder. Looking at Shi Nian, his fingertips jumped gently. Three dark golden thunder silks were about to sink into the thunder in his palm. The next moment, Lei Meng suddenly withdrew two dark golden thunder silks, and only one was sinking into it.

Except for Lei Hong, no one else saw this dark golden thunders. Of course, even if you see it, you won’t understand what the dark golden thunders represents.

The thunder aura in the thunder palm changed, and Shi Nian, who was opposite, looked solemn when he saw this.

"Hehe, there is no cloud or rain, and the sky thunder arises. This is a means that only the real thunder spirit body has. Fellow Thunder, what explanation do you give?" Tang Aotian shouted angrily.

Lei Hong Youran said: "Since Senior Brother Tang knows that Meng'er is the ancestral thunder spirit body, I guess he knows that the ancestral thunder spirit body is much stronger than the real thunder spirit body..."

"Hmph, Lei Meng was not the ancestral thunder spirit back then!"

"How can you know the methods of my ancestor of the Lei family?" Lei Hong said.

At this moment, Tang Long, who seemed to be infected by the battle between Lei Meng and Shi Nian, was entangled with Yi Qiu after the transformation of the dragon, suddenly paused, and looked at Yi Qiu's eyes turning in the wind knife, and a cold flashed.

In the gap between Yi Qiu and Feng Dao, Tang Long's hand holding Fengyun Fan suddenly soared into the sky. In the green shadow, a fan shadow dozens of feet wide appeared. Under Tang Long's repeated pointed fingers, the fan shadow became clear quickly, and at the same time, a breath that made everyone's color emanate came out from the fan shadow.

"Is it a little over? I actually used this method to deal with a Yuanying back!" said Senior Brother Mo.

Nangong Ximen's eyes flashed slightly, but he didn't say anything. Lei Hong's body moved slightly, and a green shadow appeared in front of him, but Tang Aotian stopped Lei Hong.

After turning into a dragon, Yi Qiu broke the wind sword around him. Looking at the fan shadow dozens of feet in front of him, a solemn expression also appeared in his cold eyes.

When he rushed to another battle group, the thunder in Lei Meng's hand and the wind and cloud fan in Tang Long's hand were like shining against each other, pointing at the opponent.

A shocking attack can be issued at any time. Shi Nian's hands flashed continuously. The colorful divine stone hanging above his head and the colorful hills under his feet flashed with each other. A series of colorful lights emitted from it, wrapping towards Tang Long, turning Tang Long into a colorful god, which was really majestic.

Yi Qiu, who was in another battle group, faced the fan shadow that locked himself tightly, without any retreat. The sound of dragon roars came out from his mouth, and his whole body curled up. A golden light flashed, and another dragon shadow appeared, but the angry dragon armor was sacrificed, turning into a dragon shadow and surrounding Yi Qiu, guarding him tightly.

Tens of thousands of cultivators from the Nine Ding Sect around him felt that their breathing suddenly became unsmooth. Not only did the spiritual energy here, but the air were absorbed by Tang Long and Lei.

Imagine that once these two people take action, the consequences will be that many figures will rush backwards, for fear of being affected.

"If Junior Brother Lei wants to interfere, Tang..."

Before Tang Aotian finished speaking, when Yi Qiu looked at Lei Hong and nodded secretly, Lei Hong felt relieved, but his expression was still extremely serious.

Tang Long currently relies on the fan shadow condensed by the Fengyun Fan, which can be said to have emitted half of the power of the Xuantian Treasure. Can Yi Qiu take over the dragon transformed by the Nascent Soul Realm with the Heavenly Bird Demon Firebird?

Although he was uncertain, he smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Tang, the middle level of the Yuanshen fights against the Yuanying Realm, and even exerts the power of the Xuantian Treasure. No matter what the result of this battle is, I'm afraid..."

Speaking of this, Lei Hong was not talking about it, but at this moment, the scene was as before, but the atmosphere became even more depressing.

A trace of ancestral thunder merged into Lei Meng's hand, and emitted aura of destruction. He stared at Shi Nian and did not hit him.

Similarly, when Tang Long used his full strength to exert the Fengyun Fan, the shadow condensed was like a real thing, like a sharp blade, and could slash Yi Qiu, who had transformed into a dragon, into two halves at any time.
Chapter completed!