The Ancient Vast Realm

Above the snake-cutting blade, a blood-colored snake shadow suddenly poked out from it. The blood-colored body slowly climbed up from Feng Xuan's arm until it was close to Feng Xuan's head. He turned around and stared coldly at the Balrog in the distance. , a pair of snake eyes full of desire for killing.

Feeling the killing intention that was almost like a lump in the throat, Yan Kun's huge eyes narrowed into cracks. Behind him, Zhuang Ping, who moved to rest next to a stone pillar, looked at Feng Xuan at this time, his eyes wide. It was huge, looking completely unbelievable.

Who would have thought that Feng Xuan, who had almost no presence along the way. He only thought he was here to make up the numbers, would actually be such a hidden master. The power exuded by his skills was comparable to that of Yan Kun. Too much concession.

Moreover, what kind of weapon is the weapon in the opponent's hand? It can actually manifest the soul of the sword and be so agile. This can only be done by those soul-level spiritual weapons that are about to transform into holy weapons.

"No, that's not right! That's not a spiritual weapon that's about to transform, that's a ferocious weapon! Who is this person? He dares to cultivate such evil warriors. Is it possible that he's not afraid that the ferocious weapon will bite the master and eventually lead to his death? Damn it. ....."

Zhuang Ping's expression suddenly changed, as if he had thought of something. He stared at the strange sword in Feng Xuan's hand, his face became gloomy and uncertain, and he kept cursing secretly in his heart. His figure slowly moved without anyone noticing. He slowly retreated towards the darkness behind him.

"I have underestimated you, especially you. If your cultivation level is divided according to the realm of your human race, you should have reached the peak of Qi Transformation level. It seems that if you continue to grow, you will become a Jin Yao-like figure. Look. Today, I can only send you on the road in advance."

Yan Kun raised his arm slightly, and a stream of more intense magma flowed out of his body. The violent power of fire continued to boil in his body. Every time he took a breath, the body's movements were accompanied by scorching waves of fire, causing the surroundings to tremble. The air was distorted, making it look like a volcano about to erupt.

Feng Xuan ignored Yan Kun and turned his head slightly to look at the blood snake beside him.

"Let it serve as a sacrifice for your first meal when you wake up. Although it is not a flesh-and-blood creature, I believe you won't dislike it, right?"

Feng Xuan gently touched the snake head close to his face with his other hand and said softly.

"Hiss~"

The blood snake could not speak and only responded to Feng Xuan with hazy thoughts. Although it did prefer flesh and blood creatures, such elemental creatures were also welcome.

"Brother Feng, let's come together!"

Chi Longyun, who was next to Feng Xuan, frowned when he heard Feng Xuan's words.

"No need, you take good care of yourself and leave this guy to me. Don't worry, the head will be left to you."

Feng Xuan patted Chi Longyun's shoulder lightly, smiled slightly and said: "You have to give me a chance to show off, right? Let's deal with that guy."

Feng Xuan didn't say anything. Black energy condensed in his hand, and a shadow-like night crow flew out and landed on Chi Longyun's shoulder, standing and preening its feathers slightly.

"This little guy will lead you to find that guy."

After Feng Xuan finished all this, he stopped talking, turned around, and slowly walked towards Yan Kun carrying Zhan She, which started to tremble more and more.

Looking at Ye Ya on his shoulder, and sensing Zhuang Ping who had disappeared without a trace at some point, Chi Longyun only felt that everything seemed to be changing a little too fast, and that he was unable to react.

After taking a deep look at Feng Xuan's back, Chi Longyun moved his shoulders slightly, and immediately Night Crow turned into a black shadow and disappeared into the cave as if he had received some instructions.

"careful"

Chi Longyun whispered to Feng Xuan, and then followed Ye Crow's figure closely.

"Where to go!"

Seeing Chi Longyun's movements, Yan Kun's face darkened and he instantly condensed a lava fireball about ten feet in size in his hand and threw it at Chi Longyun quickly.

Zheng——

In the cave, the clear sound of swords sounded, and a bloody sword flashed. The terrifying lava fireball split into two halves in an instant, turning into two pools of magma and falling to the ground with a hissing sound.

What was shocking was that the blood-red sword light continued to slash towards Yan Kun unabated, as if it was just a matter of course that it had chopped down the lava fireball before.

"How is that possible!"

Seeing this situation, Yan Kun suddenly shouted in disbelief, completely unable to believe what was happening in front of him.

Although the lava fireball seems to be nothing, ordinary beings of the same level also need to be careful to deal with it, how can it be broken so easily.

But seeing the bloody sword light continuing to fly towards it, Yan Kun's reaction was not slow at all. He raised the giant stick in his hand and struck the sword light with a fierce blow.

boom!

The sword light was shattered by this powerful and heavy blow, but Yan Kun looked a little ugly.

In its hands, the hard stone stick cracked slightly, and cracks began to appear on the top of the stone stick. Although it was slowly repaired in the flowing lava within a few moments, Yan Kun's complexion did not improve at all.

Unlike the human race who are so good at refining weapons, the warriors of the Balrog clan are usually related to themselves. For example, the stick on its body is collected from many precious ores and slowly formed by smelting in the body. The natal warrior can not only become more powerful as its strength grows, but can also continue to smelt more heaven and earth divine minerals into it.

But the human race in front of him could easily cut open its weapon with his sword energy, so his body would be even more unable to withstand the force of the cutting attack.

As Yan Kun's expression changed, he suddenly inserted the giant stick directly into his chest. Following a sudden change, the giant stick instantly turned into a piece of magma and covered its body surface, forming a ferocious battle armor.

Yan Kun thought clearly that in the narrow space of this cave, it was difficult to use the stone stick. In addition, Feng Xuan's terrifying offensive power, it was more useful to turn into armor to protect the whole body.

"I want to see how capable you are!"

Yan Kun roared, then turned his claws into fists, wielding a huge fire fist with the power to destroy everything, and hit Feng Xuan hard, as if he was going to smash him into pulp.

Facing this blow, Feng Xuan's expression remained unchanged. The hot breath coming from the shop seemed to have no effect on him. He dwarfed his stature and nimbly dodged Yan Kun's explosive blow. He held the long knife in his hand. With a shake, the whole person turned into an afterimage and stabbed directly into the opponent's throat, directly taking Yan Kun's head.

However, in the face of Feng Xuan's attack, Yan Kun seemed to have completely expected it. It opened its huge mouth with a grin, and instantly spurted out a blazing pillar of fire, heading straight for Feng Xuan.