Chapter 3735: I knew you were going to escape!

boom!
A sound of fighting resounded through the core of these 47 districts, and then the practitioners on both sides saw a figure falling rapidly, but who was the Yixing who was not the other side?
In any case, Yi Xing was also a short period of cultivation level short of Hao Qing, and after being intercepted by mental arithmetic and unintentional, he has never been able to make it back.
After a dozen tricks, Hao Qing finally found the opportunity to severely wound this supernatural spirit powerhouse who had been in the 47th district for many years, which was a worthwhile trip.
But looking at the falling black and white Yi Xing, Hao Qing didn't care about this powerful foreign spirit who had already lost his combat power for a while, but instead cast his sight on another battlefield.
Hao Qing couldn't help sighing a lot when he saw the monster clan powerhouse who had the upper hand, and a black figure appeared in his mind involuntarily.
"Stars..."
The murmur sounded from Hao's mouth, he knew who was responsible for all this. If it weren't for the young man named Xingchen, how could the monster race of Zhanlingyuan choose to help humans deal with foreign spirits?
Although I don't know exactly how Xingchen persuaded the monster races in the War Demon City, the facts are right now.
The intervention of the monster clan caused a radical change in the situation on the human side.
Although Hao Qing didn't know the battle situation in other regions for the time being, at least the situation in the 47th district was completely reversed because of the appearance of Chi Yan, and it seemed that he would soon win a big victory.
boom!
Just as Hao Qing and the many human cultivators below felt emotional, a tyrannical energy wave suddenly spread, and then they all turned their eyes to that direction.
Under this look, Qu Hengsheng and others couldn't help but be surprised and happy, because they were surprised to see that a hot flame was exploding with its due power.
At that time, in order to deal with Mojiang's one-yuan heavy water, Chi Yan directly divided his own burning flame into two, and the two were entangled with each other, and it seemed that they were equal.
However, with the passage of time, whether it is the onlookers from both sides, or the two spirits of Mo Jiang and Wutong who are in a bitter battle, they have discovered a fact.
That was Mo Jiang's unprofitable one-yuan heavy water, his natal water, under the burning of that burning flame, it gradually became invincible.
After a period of time, as the person involved, Mo Jiang could clearly sense that the burning flame aura rose sharply, and his one-yuan heavy water seemed to be unable to hold on.
"Impossible, Fenyan can't be so powerful, there must be something wrong!"
After sensing this fact, Mo Jiang looked a little bit frustrated.
With the physical strength and pulse being double suppressed, he always hoped that the one yuan heavy water could break through the shackles of the burning inflammation.
Unexpectedly, the time has passed so long, not only did the one yuan heavy water not break through the encirclement of the burning flame, but instead began to evaporate under the force of the tyrannical flame burning.
One yuan of heavy water is extremely important, but it is also a qualitative object. When it encounters the flames of mutual growth and restraint, and it is still the Burning Flame of the Fire Dragon and Rat family, the end is already doomed.
In addition, Chi Yan is not an ordinary flaming dragon rat. His pulse, or blood, has been infiltrated by the blood jade from Nine Dragons for many years, and has already possessed a trace of the blood of ancient gods.
In this regard, even the supreme powerhouses of the Fire Dragon and Rat clan, in the blood of the Dragon Clan, they can't be compared with Chi Yan at all. This is a special blessing.
After the bloodline change was blessed into the burning power of Burning Flame, Chi Yan's Burning Flame was no longer inferior to the Ancient Dragon Fire, or the Ancient Phoenix Fire.
Although it was even worse than Chaos Zihuo, it was just one yuan heavy water used to deal with Mo Jiang, and it didn't take much effort at all.
Mo Jiang's ability to persist for so long is already an extremely remarkable achievement.
If it were replaced with some other water-based foreign substances, it might have been defeated when he first came into contact with Fenyan.
But as the body of the one-yuan heavy water, watching his natal water become smaller and smaller, when it was only the size of a fingernail in the end, Mo Jiang almost vomited a mouthful of old blood.
Those are the roots of his third-ranking emperor's strength, and now that he has been burned out by the flames, this is an extremely serious blow to his foundation of cultivation.
"not good!"
And this supernatural spirit third-level emperor, the next moment he realized the fact that after his own one yuan heavy water could not stop the burning flame, can his old life still retreat?
Whoosh!
What made De Mo Jiang even worse happened. When he was a little entangled in his heart whether to flee, Wutong, not far away, was faster and more responsive than him.
A sound of breaking the wind came, so that all the human practitioners, even those onlookers, were stunned, completely unwilling to believe what they saw.
That's because the strongman of the Ten Thousand Demon Forest Spirit Race named Wutong turned around and fled for his life when Mojiang One Yuan Heavy Water was still left, and he made a decisive decision without any hesitation.
It seems that Wutong is also extremely pitiful, knowing that he can't do it, of course he is not afraid that Qingshan will run out of firewood, and he doesn't want to die with Mo Jiang.
In the previous time, the two great foreign spirit powerhouses joined forces, and Chi Yan has suppressed it so that there is not much force to fight back.
At this moment, feeling that Mo Jiang's one yuan heavy water will soon be wiped out, Wutong had to plan for himself in advance.
Obviously, Mo Jiang, whose one yuan of heavy water was burned down, will probably be more ill-fortuned next, and the strong monster named Chi Yan, the first one to deal with, should be Mo Jiang at the end of the war.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wu Tong walked out without hesitation.
He secretly rejoiced in his heart, but fortunately he reacted quickly, otherwise the 47th District of the original war spirit today would become his burial place.
Wu Tong's speed was not unpleasant. It was already dozens of miles away in just a moment, and Hao Qing over there frowned slightly. The opponent was so decisive that he had no time to intercept it for a while.
Moreover, Wu Tong's cultivation base is not under Hao Qing, and it has the uniqueness of being a foreign spirit. When he wants to escape, even if Hao Qing makes a timely move, he may not really be able to stop it.
"Hmph, I knew you were going to escape!"
However, just when Hao Qing and many human practitioners felt regretful, a cold snort suddenly sounded from the western sky, and they saw an extremely incredible scene immediately.
I saw that above the distant western sky, or on Wutong's escape route, an extremely huge flaming red shadow suddenly appeared, like a huge mouse.
"Is that... the fiery dragon rat?"
Even at such a distance, when the cultivators on both sides sensed the breath of the huge rat-shaped phantom, they all felt a little dry, and even some low-level cultivators were a little out of breath.
Even Hao Qing had never seen any member of the fire dragon mouse clan, let alone the body of the fire dragon mouse.
Although it was just a ghost of dragon and rat, it shocked him extremely strongly.
The western sky seemed to be burning because of the appearance of the phantom of the flaming dragon rat.
As for the terrified third-rank Divine Emperor Supernatural Spirit Wutong, not many people paid attention at this moment.
Obviously Chi Yan had always been guarding Wutong to escape. It is ridiculous that this supernatural spirit thinks that the timing is extremely good. He didn't expect the phantom of the Fire Dragon Rat to be here all the time waiting for him.
This should be another kind of natural talent that Chi Yan had returned to the Fire Dragon and Rat clan after some secret baptisms.
As the overlord group of the Vein Demon Realm, how could it not have a few skills to hold down the bottom of the box?
In addition, Chi Yan's dragon mouse bloodline is extremely pure, and even has some special auras, so that the senior experts of the fire dragon mouse clan will spare no effort to cultivate.
In the past two years of cultivation, De Chi Yan has not only reached the high level of the third-rank emperor's pulse cultivation base, but also reached a very high level in the use of certain secret methods of the Fire Dragon Rat clan.
Under such circumstances with mental arithmetic and unintentional, Wu Tong didn't have any reaction at all, and was swallowed by the blood basin of the Fire Dragon Rat phantom.
The western sky fell into a strange silence for a while, from the extreme movement just now to the extreme silence, as if nothing had happened, except for the huge dragon and rat ghost.
"escape!"
Looking at Wutong's miserable ending from a distance, Mo Jiang only felt that this was a good opportunity for himself, and even felt a little faintly refreshed in his heart, not to mention the slightest psychological burden.
Originally, Mo Jiang was still wondering whether to abandon Wutong and leave, but he didn't expect that the old guy was a bit more decisive than himself. The so-called dead Daoist is not dead and poor. Perhaps this is the truth.
"It's all this time, can I still escape?"
It seems that from Mo Jiang's actions, seeing his intention to escape, Chi Yan turned his head, staring at the strange spirit powerhouse with strangely hot eyes, and said coldly.
puff!
At the same time, Chi Yan stretched out his hand and shook it lightly, and then the remaining one-yuan heavy water burst with a puff and no longer existed.
One yuan heavy water can be said to be Mo Jiang's natal water, and it can be said that it is his body. Once he was burned at this moment, even if he reached the cultivation base of the third-ranking emperor, his figure couldn't help but stiff.
Chi Yan was waiting for this opportunity. During the change of his hand, Fen Yan, who had just burned the one-yuan heavy water, instantly surged into the wind, and in a blink of an eye he wrapped the slightly stiff Mo Jiang in it.
"what!"
A screaming scream resounded across the sky, it was from the burning flame, and it was Mo Jiang's sound.
Compared to Wu Tong, who was swallowed by Dragon Mouse phantom without moving, from a visual point of view, Mo Jiang was undoubtedly much more miserable.
Suddenly, in the entire core area of ​​the 47th district, there was only the scream that belonged to Mo Jiang, and the moods of the cultivators on both sides were naturally different.