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"Boom!"

A huge roar sounded, and several yellow earth walls were smashed.

Taking this opportunity, Wang Changhao crushed the only remaining fire escape talisman on his body, turning it into a light and disappearing.

The next moment, on a somewhat desolate plain, a fire suddenly lit up, and the fire dissipated, revealing the figure of Wang Changhao.

Before Wang Changhao could breathe a sigh of relief, he glanced at the surrounding environment and scolded his mother angrily.

Around him, two groups of people were fighting and fighting. Judging from their attire, they were disciples of the Wind Huo Sect and the Hundred Beast Sect.

There were three men and two women, three from the Wind Fire Sect, two from the Hundred Beast Sect, and Su Yihang was also inside.

There were several corpses lying on the ground nearby, some were charred black, some had only hands and feet left, and there were dozens of steaming pits on the ground.

High in the sky, a giant red bird with wings spread out 20 feet in size fought fiercely with a large silver python, the air was billowing, and the roar was constant.

Several pieces of aura collided at a high altitude, making a "clanging" metal collision sound.

The three disciples of the Wind Huo Sect, two males and one female, the highest cultivation base is a red-shirted young man in his twenties, with a huge waist and a sturdy figure, with an eight-story foundation.

The red-shirted young man was proficient in fire spells, and his hands were constantly clasping together. Giant fireballs emerged behind him and smashed them towards the two disciples of the Hundred Beast Sect.

Su Yihangfa couldn't stop moving, and there was a large silver arc flowing on the surface of the body, turning into thick silver lightning, hitting the giant fireball.

The roar of "Boom Rumble" continued, red flames and silver lightning intermingled, no distinction was made.

With their sharp thunder spells, Su Yihang and the three Fenghuo Sect disciples were indistinguishable.

The appearance of Wang Changhao broke this delicate balance.

Su Yihang almost killed Wang Changhao. Wang Changhao had been recuperating for seven years, and his injuries had not yet fully healed. He hated Su Yihang in his heart.

Su Yihang was at a disadvantage, and Wang Changhao naturally would not miss this opportunity to beat the underdog.

Without saying a word, he took out a red glowing talisman and threw it towards Su Yihang.

As soon as the talisman left his hand, it suddenly shattered, turning into hundreds of red fireballs the size of a fist, and smashed towards Su Yihang with a whistling sound.

The second-order middle-grade talisman Meteor Fire Rain talisman.

Wang Changhao suddenly appeared, and the disciples of the Wind Huo Sect were startled. They were relieved when they saw Wang Changhao taking the initiative to attack Su Yihang.

Su Yihang and the two had no time to clone themselves and were busy dealing with the three of the Wind and Fire Sect.

"Boom!"

A huge roar sounded, and hundreds of red fireballs drowned the figures of Su Yihang and the two.

Taking this opportunity, the red-shirted youth's law changed, and the whole body was distorted and deformed, and blobs of red firelight appeared, turning into red rockets, the number of which was hundreds.

"Arrow rain!"

With the young man in red shirt falling, hundreds of red rockets shot towards the opposite side one after another.

There was a loud roar, and the flames soared.

The next moment, a dazzling silver light lit up in the sea of ​​red fire, and the flames flashed and died.

Su Yihang's body is covered with a thick silver mask, and a pale silver rune is suspended in front of him. The surface of the silver rune is covered with mysterious runes the size of rice grains. Each rune is like a living thing. Non-stop.

Several instruments hit the silver mask, but there was a muffled sound.

"Body talisman! Damn it."

The young man in the red shirt changed his face, cursed, sat down with his knees crossed, and took out a talisman whose red light was flowing indefinitely. On the surface of the talisman was a small, lifelike red snake.

As soon as this talisman appeared, the temperature in a radius of several dozen meters suddenly rose.

"True treasure! No, Senior Brother Su, he is holding a true treasure."

The disciple of the Hundred Beast Sect's expression changed greatly, and he said in a voiceless voice.

There was a hint of surprise in Wang Changhao's eyes. The real treasure is also a talisman, but it is very different from the talisman. The talisman can be used many times, while the real treasure is a one-time item, only the descendants of the real treasure refiner can Use, the power of the real treasure is several times that of the talisman, but it is more troublesome to activate the real treasure.

The two disciples of the Wind Huo Sect protected the young man in red shirts. As long as the young man in red shirts activated the real treasure, Su Yihang and the two would surely die.

Su Yihang frowned, and with a pinch of Fa Jue, there was a huge roar from the sky, and a dark cloud appeared above the three Fenghuo Sect disciples out of thin air, and the size of the dark cloud grew rapidly.

"Boom!"

A huge roar sounded, and an incomparably thick silver lightning flew out from the dark clouds, turning into a large piece of silver lightning that enveloped the figures of the three Fenghuo Sect disciples.

The two could not breathe, the silver thunder light dissipated, and the three disciples of the Wind Huo Sect were intact. One of the disciples of the Wind Huo Sect held a silver talisman in his hand, and there was a silver arc flashing on his body.

"Lightning talisman!"

Su Yihang's face became ugly. At this moment, three incomparably thick beams of light blasted out, hitting Su Yihang's protective spiritual cover, and there were several sounds of rain hitting bananas.

"Junior Brother Li, protect me!"

Su Yihang gave an order and took out a remnant blade whose silver light was indefinitely flowing. The majestic mana was continuously injected into the remnant blade, and the remnant blade lit up with countless runes, vaguely forming a prohibition, exuding amazing aura.

Wang Changhao made a pinch, and the three ape puppets lit up with a flash of light, and each shot out a beam of light thick at the mouth of the bowl, hitting Su Yihang and the others.

"Boom!"

A huge roar sounded, and under Wang Changhao's frantic attack, the blue mask covering Su Yihang and the two shattered.

Several pieces of aura shone out, and with a scream, the disciples of the Hundred Beast Sect fell in a pool of blood, Su Yihang sat on the ground, covered with a silver mask.

The silver mask is very sturdy, no matter how the three foundation-building cultivators attack, it is still intact.

Wang Changhao glanced at the young man in red shirt, and a red python was about to emerge from the real treasure.

Wang Changhao didn't dare to stay any longer, he sacrificed a sparkling green bead, hit Su Yihang, put away the puppet beast, released the blue-scaled horse, turned on his horse, and ran towards the distance.

The disciples of Fenghuo Sect did not stop him and attacked Su Yihang with all their strength.

Under their frantic attack, the aura of the silver mask dimmed, looming.

A green ball flew and burst suddenly, and countless black iron nails flew out of it.

"Crack!"

The silver mask shattered, the silver talisman burned automatically, turned into ashes, and some black iron nails flew out.

Su Yihang put his hands in front of his face, his arm was hit by several black iron nails, the casting of the spell was interrupted, and the broken blade was restored to its original state.

At this time, the red-shirted youth had activated Zhenbao, a red fire python more than ten feet long, with an astonishing high temperature, pounced on Su Yihang.

Wherever the red fire python passed, the weeds on the ground quickly withered and spontaneously ignited.

Su Yihang cursed Wang Changhao in his heart, took out a silver talisman, looked reluctant, and threw it forward.

With a flash of silver light, the silver talisman turned into a lifelike silver dragon, and the body surface was filled with a large number of silver arcs.

The third-order low-grade talisman, the Thunder Flood Dragon Talisman, was a one-time attack talisman, Su Yihang's biggest trump card.

The red fire python and the silver flood dragon scuffled together, and the silver flood dragon was obviously slightly better. Within a few rounds, the red fire python was torn to pieces by the silver flood dragon, and the silver flood dragon's size was reduced by one-third.

"Roar!"

The silver Flood Dragon let out a deafening roar~www.readwn.com~ lashing out towards the opposite side.

"Boom!"

A deafening roar sounded, and the silver dragon burst apart, turning into a large dazzling silver arc that drowned the figures of the three young men in red.

After three breaths, the silver thunder light dissipated, and the three young men in red shirts disappeared without a trace.

In this battle, Su Yihang used two trump cards, the Body Protector Spirit Talisman and the Tier 3 Talisman.

If it wasn't for Wang Changhao, he wouldn't waste two trump cards at all. He hated Wang Changhao thoroughly. If he were to meet Wang Changhao again, he would have to kill Wang Changhao.

In a bluestone valley full of exotic flowers and plants, a limpid creek with a width of about 10 feet was lying in it.

Wang Qingshan was fighting with a three-headed and two-winged beast, and the roar continued.