However, what made Qiankun tremble all over his body was that in just a moment, his eyes lit up, and a fire seemed to suddenly appear before his face. "Ah--" Qiankun was shocked and his body jumped backwards.
At this moment, Qiankun Ao Ji moved his body, held Qiankun's body, and then said, "I'll deal with him--"
"You can go together." Yan Hao said, holding two flames on his hands. The flames were as black as ink, as if they were as much as possible. In a trance, they saw that they were already spread across the Qiyuan Mountain of Zhenge.
Qiankun Aoji saw that his home turned into ruins, and he didn't care much about it in his heart. "The Eight Desolations of the Qiankun" was pulled out from Qiankun Aoji's back and became bigger and bigger, and in an instant it covered Qiyuan Mountain.
Everyone could see clearly the mountains, rivers and sunshine in the Eight Desolations of the Universe. "I didn't expect that there was such a magical object in your hand." Leng Xiaoran looked at it from a distance and never took the Eight Desolations of the Universe.
Yan Hao noticed a force in the Eight Desolations of the Heaven and Earth, like the power of mountains and rivers, pouring down from the sky. Yan Hao's face slightly, and the black flames in his hands immediately turned around and protected him.
"Tianhe leads—" Di Kunwang also came, and took his hands from Tian, then pulled it, and then caught it, and the power of the mountains and rivers immediately pressed on Yan Hao.
"Not good--" Yan Hao knew that he could not be stopped, so he jumped up, "It seems that it's not easy to fight one or two--" Yan Hao's expression gradually became solemn and vicious, and the black flames all over his body seemed to be fading. If he thought Yan Hao had dissipated his breath, he would be very wrong.
You can vaguely see a trace of inconspicuous white and white flames from Yan Hao, and it seems that they have never appeared in the world.
Pale white flames emerged from Yan Hao's body one by one, and a palm was imprinted on the power of mountains and rivers in the void.
"Ziz—" The sharp breath was extremely unstable, and Di Kunwang's face turned red, like a pig's liver, "Pu—" A mouthful of brown blood suddenly spurted out from his mouth, as if a blood column fell to the ground.
"Di Kunwang--" Tian Qianxin caught Di Kunwang. He wanted to take action, but he knew that with his current cultivation level, he was like a joke in this battle.
"The power of the gods is not something that you mortals like you can resist-" Yan Hao said with a smile, looking at the white light that was not deep on his body, and then with a move of fire, a ray of white flames brought into the Eight Desolations of the Universe.
"What?" Qiankun Ao Ji understood the method. He felt like a steamer in the Qiankun Eight Desolation Map, which was hard to bear. Qiankun Ao Ji was the body of Qiankun Eight Desolation Map. Now Qiankun Ao Ji's body is still boiling.
Looking at Qiankun Ao Ji seemed extremely uncomfortable. He wanted to take action, but was stopped by someone. "There are faults and debts, so I'd better cause trouble for you first." A plain and faint figure suddenly came.
A series of whistling sounds came from the back, and Qiankun knew that Feng Shengzi had taken action. One hundred and eight wind blades were like a wind formation, which actually covered Qiankun and left easily...