The blood was splashing, the hearts of the heroes were beating wildly, and they were asking in their hearts, has the legend of Xiao Chongtian really been buried? Mu Tiancan's face was calm. He stood in the distance and looked down at the center of the imperial city. He saw thousands of attacks frantically blasting towards the abyss. The imperial city was torn into countless pieces, but he had no intention of taking action. It was not that he did not want to save, but that I feel that these people can't kill Yun Yijian at all. If Yun Yijian dies so easily, why should he attack the sky? Not everyone believes that Yun Yijian is still alive in this situation, at least Luo Yunxue doesn't believe it. At this moment, his face is pale and heaving, the burning fire on his body is even more terrifying, and the phantom of the Divine Phoenix behind him is almost solid. She couldn't take action at this moment, she had to do it when she was sure, because at this moment she was going to take away not only Yun Yijian, but also her younger brother, the sole heir of Pengfeng's bloodline. "If you really die, I will avenge you in my lifetime, and the mastermind who will kill me will also be loyal to you for eternity." Luo Yunxue was extremely nervous in her heart. She did not believe that Yun Yijian would die so easily. He is an immortal legend. He once separated the planes with the early cultivation of Dao Ancestor. How could they be killed by a group of Dao Ancestors in a battle between two terrifying immortal warriors? With every breath of the imperial city, tens of thousands of attacks were encountered, with sword energy, sword light, and flames raging into the sky. Zhan Baxue and Taiyi Potian had not yet come out of seclusion. Now everyone thought that he no longer needed to take action. Tang Weiwu's gaze was like a torch, his eyes were fixed on Shen Yuan, his attention kept moving outside the city, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and he sighed secretly, "You are indeed an immortal legend. Even if you can escape like this, I am not as good as you." Underground There was no life left. Except for Tang Weiwu and Mu Tiancan, everyone exhaled a breath, feeling that the war was over. Looking from the sky, tears were streaming down their faces, their immature bodies were trembling, their faces were distorted, and the atavistic blood in their bodies continued to flow. Boiling, out of control. "Kill me, Brother Yun, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you" Luotian's eyes were filled with red, and he slowly lost his mind. The sacred power of the Peng Zu Phoenix was so powerful in the sky that a pair of huge wings actually grew out of Luotian's back. These were not illusions, but real wings. Luotian was not a pure human race. He had the blood of Peng Feng in his body. At this moment, they were completely revived. The animal nature gradually suppressed the human nature. The noble temperaments of Dapeng and Phoenix appeared, but they did not have the wisdom of their saints. At this moment, Luotian only had a murderous aura without the slightest emotion. That kind of contemptuous look in his eyes made Daozu's heart tremble, and that kind of aloof aura made even the royal prince surprised and horrified. "What's going on? Yun Xue, what's going on with your brother?" Zhan Chuxin and the embarrassed Taiyi asked in shock. "It's too bad he didn't cultivate enough, his bloodline returned to his ancestors, but no one suppressed him, and he turned into a half-human, half-sacred beast without wisdom and emotion." Luo Yunxue was extremely anxious, her figure flashed, transformed into a phoenix, and kept wailing, as if The ancestors in the summoning clan come forward. Qiang Qiang Qiang The strange phoenix screamed throughout the world, burning all the heavens with fire. The scorching temperature caused everything around it to be buried in the sea of ????fire, and even Dao Ancestor retreated into the distance crazily. "Brother, wake up, you can't be controlled by the ancestral blood and suppress it" Luo Yunxue growled, trying to summon Luotian's soul to wake up. "Hehehe" A cold laughter resounded through the sky, making Zhu Xiong's face turn cold. "When you see my holy roc, why don't you kneel down? Those who blaspheme the power of the roc will be killed without mercy." The feather wings behind Luotian's immature body flapped. Changkong suddenly appeared outside the imperial city with a pair of eyes without any emotion. Even when he looked at Luo Yunxue, there was no emotion at all. Sheng Peng was an ancient creature. Legend has it that the world was first opened and all spirits had not yet opened their wisdom. Only Fairy spirits and some terrifying creatures exist in chaos. These creatures include the Holy Poc. Like the fairies, their combat power is so terrifying that people cannot generate the will to resist. "I will give you three breaths to surrender, or die." The will of the Holy Peng is greater than that of the fairies. Heaven, a pair of eyes are more greedy than Tianmu Star, and the aura of killing makes Daozu tremble. Luotian's cultivation is not strong, which is the reason why Shengpeng has not fully recovered. Once fully recovered, even if Zhan Baxue and Tai Tianshen come out of seclusion, they will all surrender. However, even if they are not fully recovered, no one dares to resist. "Can you still awaken your brother's spiritual consciousness?" Zhan Chuxin looked ugly and sent a message to Luo Yunxue. "II can't wake him up. My cultivation level is not enough to get close to him. Even if my father comes, I may not be able to anger him now. Otherwise, the eighth layer of life will be ruined and my brother will die completely." Luo Yunxue's voice She was trembling, and she was afraid deep in her soul, because the real phoenix bloodline in Luotian's body was also returning to its ancestors. Once it returned to its ancestors, two terrifying beings would compete for the body, and no matter how terrifying the divine body was, it would collapse. Everyone is ready to surrender temporarily, but they have to surrender, because Shengpeng's murderous intention has appeared, and the void around him has been imprisoned, and there is no hope of escape. At this moment, Mu Tiancan stood with his qin in his arms, and suddenly appeared in front of Luotian, calmly confronting Shengpeng. "Mortal, how dare you blaspheme the divine power of the Holy Peng and seek death?" Luotian's voice changed. It was majestic and majestic, not like a child at all.The sound is extremely vicissitudes of life, as if it has experienced hundreds of millions of years. ¡°Buzzing buzzing¡¡± The natural sound of the piano came from the sky, which could not be described in words. For a moment, countless Taoist ancestors stood on the spot, speechless, and looked at Mu Tiancan one after another. Mu Tiancan took action to suppress the Shengpeng bloodline, and his identity was revealed only because Yun Yijian saved him. This shows that this person still has weight in Yun Yijian's heart. In this case, he cannot sit idly by. "He is" Luo Yunxue looked at Mu Tiancan's elegant back. With a flash of light, she stepped behind Mu Tiancan and glared at everyone. Her eyes contained a warning. She would definitely kill anyone who dared to take action today. Fight to the death to protect Mu Tiancan. Luotian was stunned for a moment. Shengpeng Bloodline roared ferociously at first, then slowly became quiet, looking at Mu Tiancan expressionlessly. "It sounds good" Shengpeng murmured, but did not hide. Luotian's soul was still suppressed, and the reviving Phoenix bloodline also stopped reviving, as if the world had become quiet. "Your brother's cultivation is too weak. I can't wake him up and seize the body with the Holy Peng. I can only suppress him temporarily. You must find a way quickly, otherwise I will have to leave when the war tyrant is released." Mu Tiancan secretly said While transmitting sound, his ten fingers kept waving the strings, and the heavenly melody suppressed the resurgence of the manic Saint Peng bloodline and Divine Phoenix bloodline. As time went by, the aura of Shengpeng rose again and could no longer be suppressed. Mu Tiancan plucked the strings faster and faster, the melody was urgent, and a cold feeling appeared in the corner of his eyes. At such a close situation, once Shengpeng activated Attack, he couldn't resist at all. Roar A strange low roar resounded through the void. The red, white and black holes in Luotian's eyes were particularly clear. His immature arms were slightly raised, and he grasped Mu Tiancan.