Fighting the Supreme Realm

"Ahem..."

Xiao Yan regained his breath. At this moment, his body was very tired. His neck was pinched and it was a little deformed. He felt the feeling of emptiness in his body. Now there was no other way. Even if the three strange objects used their origin to solve the problem at hand, this It was only for a moment, and it did not hurt the Blood Emperor.

"Haha... It's the end of the road!" Yizhen laughed wildly, and the Blood Emperor's evil laugh resounded, and a streak of blood flashed past, directly piercing Xiao Yan's heart.

"puff!!"

Xiao Yan spurted out a large mouthful of blood and felt the stagnation in his heart. His whole body immediately began to twitch, the light in his eyes quickly dissipated, and the vitality was quickly passing away!

"Master Xiao!!"

"Master Xiao!!"

"Husband!!"

"Daddy!!"

When everyone who was seriously injured saw this scene, they all let out heart-rending roars. This battle was more cruel than Guiyin's battle, and the enemy was more powerful. They were so powerful that no one could help Xiao at all. Yan had to let Xiao Yan bear it alone.

Xiao Yan was speechless. He kept spitting out large mouthfuls of blood. The things he saw in front of him began to become blurry, and his consciousness gradually faded away. It was as if there was a black hand of death dragging Xiao Yan slowly under his feet. Pull down slowly.

"It seems... prophecies are just prophecies after all, there are no miracles..." When the seriously injured Dragon King saw this scene, his eyes were full of despair. He knew that if Xiao Yan was defeated, the Dragon Clan would not be able to escape. This time In a battle, it's either life or death, and the current situation naturally favors the latter.

The things in front of Xiao Yan slowly turned gray-white, and death continued to occupy his life...

The patron saint Xiao Wutian did not appear...

Mr. Zhan did not take action either...

"Am I going to die here..."

The water seemed to have become extremely cold, and everyone was enveloped in the feeling of death.

A coquettish smile appeared on the Blood Emperor's face, and he seemed to be very proud, as if he was hunting a very precious prey. He was very proud of himself. At this moment, a burst of fire suddenly appeared and hit the Blood Emperor's chest with a bang. , immediately blasted the Blood Emperor back again and again. After stabilizing his body, he looked down and saw that a large piece of his chest was burnt!

On Xiao Yan's bloodless and pale face, between his eyebrows, he could see the Golden Crow Flame flying out, jumping for joy, and seemed very excited.

"Master!!!" Big Sun Golden Crow Flame cheered. After saying that, a figure slowly condensed out beside Xiao Yan. He was wearing a long robe with splendid flames embroidered on it, just like real flames. , there is a flame rising between the eyebrows.

"It's a pity that there is only one remnant soul left. If it is still alive, this blow is enough to kill you." The figure slowly solidified, and he spoke slowly.

The Blood Emperor was stunned for a moment, looking at the figure in front of him, a little at a loss. He was still surprised that he didn't feel a trace of the aura of this figure.

"Who dares to hurt this emperor!" the Blood Emperor said angrily!

"How dare you, an ant like you, proclaim yourself emperor in front of me, the Qianyan Emperor!" The figure said slowly, with a hint of reluctance in his tone, his sword eyebrows turned up, and he indeed looked like a king.

"Emperor Wraith Soul, Emperor Zijin, and you two are also coming out. Let's trap this monster first and create some time for this kid!" Emperor Qianyan said slowly. After finishing speaking, a man in clothes appeared next to him. The figure is wearing a black robe and a black crown, and on the other side is a figure wearing a purple robe and a gold crown, which is very appropriate for the name.