The Ancient Vast Realm

Yan Kun looked at the two of them, his heart filled with murderous intent.

Although it said so, it would be a lie to say that it didn't have any fear in its heart. It knew very well what kind of role the deputy hall master of the Great Wilderness Holy Land was. If the other party really wanted its life, it would not be possible unless it hid in the ancestral land. Go, otherwise even the ancestors in Qianyan Volcano may not be able to keep it.

But at this time, Yan Kun knew that he had no other choice. Looking at Chi Longyun's eyes filled with endless killing intent, he knew that unless one of the two died completely, there was no possibility of resolution. , Besides, it doesn't intend to resolve it. The key to whether it can cultivate the dragon flame demon body lies in this human race. At worst, it will go directly to the ancestral land. He doesn't believe that a mere strong man from the human race dares to kill the flame demon clan. I can’t go to my ancestral land.

Ten years ago, it originally wanted to come to this cave to pick a Dragon Flame Fruit and absorb some of the dragon energy from the dragon's bones to practice, but unexpectedly bumped into the Red Dragon Banners who discovered this place before it did.

Seeing that the Dragon Flame Fruit that originally belonged to him was picked by several ants from the human race, Yan Kun was naturally extremely angry. This was something left to him by the ancestor Yan Mi, so he naturally took action to kill several people without hesitation.

However, just when he was about to burn the human with the gun into dust, the thin dragon power in its body actually produced a feeling of extreme longing for it.

In the end, when he completely drained the red dragon's body of essence and blood, it was pleasantly surprised to find that the original dragon power in its body was now more than one-third stronger than before.

Therefore, when it was about to kill Zhuang Ping, it saw that this man was very afraid of death and even planned to join the Flame Demon Clan. Although Yan Kun felt extremely shameful for this behavior, he suddenly had some thoughts in his heart. This was not the first time he had seen a human race that was afraid of death. This kind of people were also extremely easy to control.

Yan Kun personally banned the cultivation of the other two human races and asked Zhuang Ping to torture them personally. Otherwise, he would give the opportunity to the other two people. His purpose was also very simple, which was to let Zhuang Ping find more people with this talent for him. Waiting for people with dragon veins.

"It's only your fault for your bad luck, but you should feel honored to be able to be the cornerstone of my journey to becoming a strong person!"

Yan Kun laughed wildly, and his body emitted scorching flames. The cave was suddenly filled with the pungent smell of sulfur. Combined with the already thin air in the cave, ordinary people would have suffocated and died.

Feng Xuan was about to make a move when he saw Zhuang Ping's figure flash behind Yan Kun, standing opposite him holding a tiger-headed sword with a false smile on his face.

"Haha, brother Shi Ying, don't worry. If you want to intervene, you should pass my level first!"

Seeing this scene, Chi Longyun first glanced at Feng Xuan, and then his lips moved and said: "Don't worry, leave that Balrog to me."

Immediately, the spear in Chi Longyun's hand shook, and his whole body turned into a blood shadow and went straight towards Yan Kun. The two suddenly fought together in an instant. Two different dragon auras intertwined, and chaotic fluctuations were everywhere. Swing away.

The two fought fiercely toward the side of the cave, and the loud noise caused fine rocks to continuously fall from the top of the cave.

Pieces of rock fell beside them, but Feng Xuan and Zhuang Ping didn't show any sign of it. They both stared at each other. Beside them, a thin layer of energy shield rose up to firmly block the stone. Outside, no progress can be made.

Seeing the person in front of him, Feng Xuan narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "As a human race and a genius from the Holy Land, do you really like to be a dog to a foreign race?"

"Human race? Genius? Being a dog? Hahaha..."

When Zhuang Ping heard this, a weird smile suddenly appeared on his cute chubby face, and then he suddenly burst into laughter.

"You know nothing! The so-called geniuses in the Holy Land are like crucian carp crossing the river. They are countless. Geniuses like me who are just born in ordinary medium-sized tribes have no background after coming to the Holy Land, and their talents are not strong enough. Even because of the people behind them, The tribe has no resources at all and can only watch the others around us gradually become stronger, leaving us far behind.

You probably don’t know that in the Holy Land, less than 20% of us so-called geniuses can break through to the Hidden Essence Realm within ten years, while the rest can only slowly fade away in missions and practice. To everyone, no matter how talented you were, if you were unable to break through to the Tibetan Essence Realm, you are a useless person, and you are not even qualified to return to the tribe behind you."

Zhuang Ping roared loudly at Feng Xuan, but when he looked at Feng Xuan, who was still indifferent, he suddenly stopped laughing, stared at Feng Xuan, his face became a little jealous and twisted, and said:

"Yes, you can reach such a state at such an age. If you are not extremely talented or the tribe behind you is extremely powerful, you would not have such troubles at all."

Feng Xuan listened to Zhuang Ping's nonsense with an expressionless face. What the other party said did not matter to him, but this was indeed not a reason to act as a traitor to the human race. Unlike those demons, he could see that Zhuang Ping had no need to consider it at all. They were thoughts that came from his heart, without any evil power to distort his thinking.

Feng Xuan now understood Zhuang Ping's choice. In this case, this person seemed to have no value in surviving.

Just when he was about to take action, suddenly - boom!

There was an explosion, and a bloody figure slammed into the rock wall not far from Feng Xuan, smashing the hard rock wall into pieces.

Feng Xuan's expression changed, and he instantly recognized that the figure turned out to be Chi Longyun!

How could this be possible? With his understanding of Chi Longyun, even if he was no match for Yan Kun, he shouldn't have been defeated so quickly.

Moreover, Feng Xuan actually felt a breath on Chi Longyun that was very similar to the blood furnace in his body.

Feng Xuan was about to make a move when he saw Zhuang Ping blocking him again with a sly smile on his face.

"Brother Shi Ying..."

Zhuang Ping was about to say something, but Feng Xuan suddenly appeared beside him with a gloomy face. A golden divine light flashed around Feng Xuan, and he suddenly kicked him sideways.

"So fast!"

Zhuang Ping's face changed. Feng Xuan's speed at this time was completely beyond his expectations. He didn't have time to make any moves. Zhuang Ping blocked the tiger-headed broadsword in front of him, trying to block Feng Xuan's whip kick.

Bang!

After a sharp sound of metal clashing, Zhuang Ping instantly slammed into Yan Kun at a speed no less than that of Chi Longyun's previous return.

While still in mid-air, Zhuang Ping had already spurted out a large mouthful of blood, his face was as pale as gold paper, and in his hand, the tiger-headed broadsword had cracks all over it, as if it had been hit by some terrifying beast, and it was almost on the verge of being scrapped.

Feng Xuan frowned slightly and glanced at Zhuang Ping at this moment, squinting slightly, but he did not make any other moves, turning around and running towards the direction of Chi Longyun.