"roar!"

With the loud noise, the body of the flaming beast rushed towards Yang Peng again, and with the surging flames and heat waves, the air was burning and flying down.

Yang Peng calmed down. The power of the flaming beast was extremely terrifying. It was even more powerful than an ordinary cultivator, but he was not afraid at all.

Yang Peng's body swept away like a cloud, and almost at the same time, the Sun-Chasing Sword and the Star-Chasing Sword behind him were unsheathed between lightning and thunder. The sharp and boundless sword light surged out like a rainbow, forming a wall of light on the way forward of the flaming beast.

The stars are shining, the scorching sun is like a wheel, spinning rapidly.

"Bang!" The dull collision sounded in this circular space, echoing for a long time, and the body of the flaming beast's rushing forward was bounced back.

At the same time, the starry and sun sword in Yang Peng's hand turned into a stream of light and shot away at the flaming beast. In the sword light that was as fast as lightning, there was the majesty that destroyed everything.

With a loud sniff, a crisp sound like a cracked silk, the forelimb of the flaming beast was cut off by the Star Ri Sword, turning into fine flames and spraying down.

The giant flame beast whined, and the huge gaze burning with flames was faintly afraid, but it did not retreat at all. However, when it saw its giant head lifting violently, its anger became even stronger. In the moment when the flame burned, its original broken leg returned to its original state in an instant.

The flames in the sky are like mountains and seas.

The giant flame beast let out a roar and roared at Yang Pengfei again. The sharp front paws grabbed Yang Peng who was standing in front, and the flames rising from the ancient well behind it also followed with its rushing body.

Yang Peng frowned. If this flaming beast had been replaced by it, it would have been very difficult for him to deal with it before. But now he has two divine swords combined into one, and the power has increased more than twice. However, now he cannot fully exert the power of the two divine weapons.

However, despite this, his strength at this time is different now. He is only one last level away from the ninth level of Shangqing Realm to break through the Taiqing Realm and become one of the most powerful people in this world. With the magical artifact in hand, even if he encounters the shocking power of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword again, he can escape unstoppably.

But the current situation is that the flaming beast seems to be tangible and invisible. Just now, it cut off one of its front paws with a sword, but immediately took the energy of the flame to repair it, and it seemed that its strength had improved.

This is equivalent to immortality, and the more you fight, the more brave he becomes. How do he fight?

While thinking, the attack of the flaming beast came to his face. Yang Peng waved his hand and shook. Countless sword lights were flying on the Star Ri Sword. The starlight like light turned into countless tiny star-shaped inch lights facing the giant beast's body, and all of them were sank into its body.

The flaming beast's body stopped and at the same time made a louder roar from its body. The flaming eyes became angry again.

Yang Peng glanced at the flame beast with disgust. At this time, Xiaoqing in his arms made a sound, flapping his wings with his feathers, and rushed towards the flame beast.

"Xiaoqing, what are you going to do?"

Xiaoqing replied weakly with spiritual consciousness: "I want to eat it, and I always feel that after eating it, I will be more confident in transformation."

Yang Peng was skeptical, stood aside and carefully watched the flame beast's every move, expressing doubts and confusion about Xiaoqing's excessive and incredible request.

However, when she was in the Treasure House of Heavenly Emperor, she had already done something completely beyond his perception. Does this mean anything when she said this?

It was too late for him to think about it, because Xiaoqing had already flapped her wings and faced the flaming giant beast's weak body looked so small and ridiculous in front of the mountain-like giant beast.

Moreover, as she got closer to the flame beast, the feathers on her body began to burn, but what was puzzling was that there was no burning smell after burning, and her unyielding movements had stopped.

The flame beast stretched its claws and grabbed them with its claws from a high place. It was as if Xiaoqing was about to be caught in the huge claws. At the same time, the burning Xiaoqing screamed and sucked suddenly.

The originally burning flames were sucked into her mouth like a long whale. The tall and ferocious flame beast let out a few unwilling roars, and then disappeared without a trace. Only the rapidly rotating flame totem was still burning.

The sound of clear sounds continued to come out, and a burning firebird flapped its wings in the air. After repeated recurrence, Xiaoqing's hanging body fell to the ground. The flames dissipated and turned into a girl about ten years old under Yang Peng's gaze.

The graceful and graceful face is full of excitement.

Xiaoqing shouted: "I have transformed, I have finally transformed, hahaha, but it has ruined me for more than ten years."

After saying that, she kept looking at her body with her hands and feet, but she immediately realized that she was very dissatisfied with her now. When she saw Yang Peng's eyes, she even said angrily: "Pervert! Where are you looking at? If you dare to have any bad intentions to me, I will tell others about your love interest in Hehuan's sect!"

Yang Peng: "..."

He looked away and said disdainfully: "I have no breasts or butts, I have no interest in a little brat."

Xiaoqing glared at him with dissatisfaction, took the clothes from him and put them on.

After packing up all this, Yang Peng looked around, hoping to find a intersection to go out or find the way to go up. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and saw a strange-shaped groove not far ahead. Yang Peng felt moved and took out the Xuanhuo Jian and put it in the groove.

At the same time, with a slow rumbling sound, a passage appeared in front of the two of them, and the deep passage was unknown where it led.

Around them, the burning flame totem was divided into eight and shot into the stone carving statues of the eight evil gods.

The statue was surrounded by flames, and the heavy stone carvings seemed to have life, and came alive, but they slowly, slowly half-bending their bodies, saluting respectfully to Yang Peng and the others.

Yang Peng was stunned. He had no time to care about these things at this time. If this was really a magic circle, how would he charge it? If he couldn't collect it, he would never be able to hold this place.

Although he felt a little regretful, he did not stop for a long time and walked forward along the passage.
Chapter completed!