The dragon roars and the phoenix roars!

The two sounded at the same time, competing for the world.

The white clouds floating above the sky began to disappear in an inch.

The Emperor's Dragon Fist and the Birds Clashed with each other. The two powerful clashes, and the aftermath of the collision, were like waves of sea water, and waves began to spread one after another.

On the fusang wood, a golden light began to rise, and it was like a canopy branch and leaves, beginning to hang down a trace of pure golden light.

Turned into a barrier, covering the Fusang wood tightly.

The formation has been opened in Tianfeng Palace and has begun to protect the safety of Fusang Wood.

The power generated by the aftermath tore apart the protection of the formation, and a force began to rage among the Fusang wood.

Cracked on the earth, spreading like earthworms, and the red magma was rushing freely, then soaring into the sky, like volcanoes below the earth.

The magma that clashed in the night was hot, black smoke rolled up, the world began to heat up, and the world continued to bake the world.

The dazzling light was like a big sun, completely bursting out all the power, as if it was giving all its strength, only pursuing the glory of a moment.

The light flashed, and the power of the Emperor's Dragon Fist completely overwhelmed the power of the hundred birds watching the phoenix. All the birds surrounding the phoenix, such as Kunpeng, the three-legged golden crow, Bi Fang, etc., were all destroyed inch by inch.

All the projections disappeared without a trace, the power to destroy the world was destroyed, the phoenix wings began to break, and was finally destroyed by the Dragon Fist of the Emperor.

The sound of the Emperor's Ring sounded, gorgeous and solemn, and the immortal phoenix was reborn with a lot of fire.

This is the first time that the Emperor Dragon Fist has failed, and has lost the power to move forward and one punch to determine the sound.

Yang Qifeng was not surprised by this. The phoenix with five colors spreading its wings in front of him is undoubtedly a senior member of the Phoenix clan and an important combat power in the Phoenix clan.

The other party is not a parallel product, it is a real product.

He traverses the world and is a great figure in the prehistoric world.

The emperor's Dragon Fist is the most powerful, and the domineering sword is unparalleled. After the phoenix is ​​reborn, it continues to erase the phoenix, but the phoenix is ​​reborn again in a flash.

The continuous alternation between life and death is the power of the Phoenix Clan.

"Ziwei helps me!" Yang Qifeng shouted loudly.

The sound rolled out and swept beyond thousands of miles.

On the clear sky, a star emerges above the sky.

The stars are always standing tall, and the purple air spreads, invading the sky, and endless starlight blooms, hanging down like a torrent.

It turns into a pillar of light to support the world and render Yang Qifeng a purple color.

The Emperor's Dragon Fist, the eighth style of the emperor, who went against me, was killed, and was beaten by Yang Qifeng again.

This punch was like a black hole, constantly devouring purple aura, and the purple aura in the sky was swallowed up and poured into the previous punch with a bang.

With one punch, Yang Qifeng did not stop and another punch.

The ziwei stars standing horizontally above the sky, cracked, cracked, cracked, cracked, cracked, cracked, cracked, cracked, cracked, cracked, cracked, cracked, and finally turned into endless fragments, fused into the second punch.

This punch is still the eighth style of the Emperor Dragon Fist, and it punches three consecutive punches, especially the last two punches Yang Qifeng is no longer able to hit. These two punches are purely based on the power of Ziwei Xingchen.

But the last two fists had already squeezed out the power of Ziwei Stars, and the projection of Ziwei Stars had shattered. It was impossible to use Ziwei Stars to help for a while.

He punched three consecutive punches, completely crushing the Phoenix, and never reborn again.

Yang Qifeng had Ziwei Xingchen's help, but the second elder did not have the powerful arm help of Ziwei Xingchen.

The Emperor's Dragon Fist penetrated through the sky, gathered into unparalleled power, bombarded the second elder, defending the treasures and some defensive magic, as fragile as tofu, and under the Emperor's Dragon Fist, they began to collapse one after another.

The second elder's flesh and blood began to collapse inch by inch, and the burning fire spreading on his body gradually faded.

Nirvana and rebirth!

The second elder's phoenix eyes flashed with a bright look, and flesh and blood began to grow, and a fiery red light emanated, turning into a phoenix egg that was ten feet in size.

If you want to have Nirvana, you will not have this opportunity.

The remaining power of the Emperor's Dragon Fist continued to bombard the Phoenix Egg.

Crack, with a crack emerging, the phoenix egg began to crack.

"Stop!" An angry scolding sounded, and a long bright silk as bright as blood appeared vividly, like a snake letter in the mouth of a python, and began to open its mouth and constantly suck it.

It spread out from the Tianfeng Palace and came towards the second elder's phoenix egg roll, and wanted to roll away the second elder's phoenix egg roll.

"Daoist is my decorative decoration?" Zhen Yuanzi's eyes flashed with sharp cold light, and the whisk that he had been holding in his hand was fluttering freely and elegantly. The originally soft filaments stood upright at this moment.

The mutual growth began to grow sharply, and the illusory light emanated and suddenly lingered on the red silk.

The two were entangled with each other and stood in a stalemate.

The remaining power of the Emperor's Dragon Fist completely smashed the phoenix egg, and some fragments began to fall.

The magma that soared into the sky burned everything, burning the fragments like a furnace.

A seven-star second elder died completely at this moment.

All of this happens in one breath, and it catches people off guard.

"Hahahahaha!"

The laughter filled the world with arrogance and arrogance.

"The Phoenix Clan, but that's it!"

"Today, the Phoenix Clan will be removed from the list!"

The arrogant laughter, the domineering aura, and the arrogant and arrogant expression were all unscrupulously proclaiming to the entire world that the Phoenix Clan was just like this.

Yang Qifeng took a step forward, his arms were like two real dragons entrenched, his five fingers were like stone pillars, and the veins on his palms were clear, and the Tao rhyme appeared, intertwined with the laws of heaven and earth.

The color of the skin gradually evolved into pure gold, and Yang Qifeng turned into a golden man.

The golden palm touched the guardian formation on the Fusang wood, and the illusion began to change. The talented magical power disappeared and had been used, as if he was in a different space.

Then they devoured their talents and used them together.

Relying on the disappearance and breaking into the formation, he touched the aftermath of the formation and could not directly pass, and his innate magical powers directly devoured it. Yang Qifeng himself could not penetrate the formation of the ancestral land of the Phoenix Clan in the Tianfeng Palace.

But Fusangmu could not stop Yang Qifeng at all. His thick arms broke the formation, and Fusangmu was suddenly grabbed by Yang Qifeng.

Later generations include Lu Zhishen pulling up the weeping willows, and today, Yang Qifeng pulling up the Fusang wood!

Yang Qifeng said in his heart, but shouted heroically: "Pull out the Fusang wood first, and then destroy the Tianfeng Palace!"

"Rise!" The arms were tensed tightly, and the surging power continued to pour into the arms. The innate magical power had been used to pull mountains and rivers.
Chapter completed!