"Old Ancestor Beige helps!" Without any hesitation, Yan Huoyun used all his strength and shouted loudly at Yan Beige. ◎,

Yan Beige could definitely save his life as long as he had the words, but Yan Beige didn't look at him at all, as if he hadn't heard his shouts.

Yan Beige, who gently pinched the magic trick in his hand, was slowly closing the Tianbing Net, and a purple gourd-shaped Taoist treasure had appeared in his hand.

"Old Ancestor Beige, if you don't save me, your grandson will be dead!" Yan Huoyun, who was cold in his heart, continued to shout loudly, after all, this was his only chance to survive.

This time, he got an answer, and Yan Beige's voice sounded in his ears: "Seeking benevolence and getting benevolence, you died for me to obtain the innate Yuan Ling, and I will definitely remember you."

Before he died, he was said to have died, and Yan Huoyun's face twitched.

Obviously, with just a wave of his hand, he could suppress the flames rising on his body, but Yan Beige just didn't take action.

Yan Huoyun understood a little that the reason why Yan Beige didn't take action was that Yan Beige was unwilling to waste any time for him, and even more unwilling to waste even a little magic power for him.

In Yan Beige's eyes, his life cannot withstand this one.

Yan Huoyun was very upset. When he first entered this area, he reminded himself to beware of Yan Beige, but he did not expect that he was relieved of Beige's prestige and temptation.

At the same time, he felt a little self-mockery in his heart. Even if he did not let go of his guard, he would not have any resistance under the arrangement of a Taoist lord.

The innate Yuan Ling was still fighting desperately, and his body at this time had completely turned into a ball of flame.

However, the flames could only burn around him, and they could not hurt the huge ice net like a convergence of Taoist patterns.

The shrinking giant net is getting smaller quickly, and in just a blink of an eye, it has become three feet in a circle.

The space where the innate Yuan Ling struggled became smaller and smaller. The innate Yuan Ling, who had not spoken, also roared at this moment.

He is the favorite son of the Great Dao, with infinite magic power. He has been born and can even tremble in the world.

But just when he was about to be born and take shape, he was bound by others and could not use his magic power at all.

"Compet with you obediently. When I break your spiritual consciousness, you can suffer less. Otherwise, I will take out your spiritual consciousness and press it into the Nine Nethers, so that you can experience the pain of the Nine Nethers' Reincarnation."

Yan Beige, who had a cold voice, had already begun to sacrifice the gourd. The red innate Yuanling took the Tianbing Net and almost sank into the gourd at the same time.

The moment Tianbing.com sank into the gourd, Yan Beige's face showed a smile. This gourd is also an innate treasure. As long as the innate Yuan Ling is pressed into the gourd, he will be doomed.

The rest is water grinding time.

It was a matter of time to take over the innate Yuan Ling. After years of planning, Yan Beige couldn't help laughing.

It is true that he is the Taoist king, but at this moment, he couldn't help but smile.

Because at this moment, he saw his further smooth journey again. Yan Beige would definitely be able to stand at the top of this smooth journey.

But just as he remembered his laughter, a purple palm suddenly appeared in the void.

The huge purple palm slapped Yan Beige in the air.

This palm covered the sky and left Yan Beige with no way to hide. Moreover, the time when this palm fell was also when most of Yan Beige's strength was exhausted.

Although he took a clever trick to collect the innate Yuan Ling, as the treasure that has been nurtured, although the power of the innate Yuan Ling was suppressed, the innate Yuan Ling was after all, the innate Yuan Ling was an innate Yuan Ling.

As the Taoist Lord Yan Beige also consumes a huge amount of mana to pull him into the gourd he prepared.

At this moment, Yan Beige's eyes were full of tears. He did not expect that he had spent so much power and there was still the Yellow Bird waiting behind him.

Almost without thinking, Yan Beige opened his mouth and spit out a purple-gold flame, which surging like a tide!

But Yan Beige himself knew that the magic power he used at this moment was only 30% of the time he was at his complete victory.

"Who is it? I, Yan Beige, and him will never stop!"

The purple hand didn't care about Yan Beige's threat at all, and the purple hand slapped heavily on the purple-gold flame.

In an instant, the void trembled, and the purple and golden flames were scattered from the middle by the big hand. Although Yan Beige was not hit by the big hand of the big hand, his body also flew out toward the back.

This kind of attack will not cause any major damage to Yan Beige, who is the Taoist Lord, but the gourd that has collected the innate Yuan Ling has begun to narrow the distance between Yan Beige at this time.

And just now, a purple air was already like lightning, wrapping around the gourd.

Yan Beige's eyes were full of tears. At this moment, he didn't care about taking a breath. The light flashed on his body, and three purple-gold thorn-shaped Taoist treasures were sacrificed by him.

Destroy God's Thorn!

Yan Beige gathered the power of the Great Dao, and had practiced for many years, and it was a one-time Dao treasure. Originally, he had to keep this kind of Dao treasure when he was working hard, but now, for the sake of the innate Yuan Ling, he didn't care about cherishing the God-Destroying Thorn.

Each God-Destroying Spike implies the power of the Tao that Yan Beige injected when he was refining. In other words, every God-Destroying Spike has the power of a small world belonging to Yan Beige.

Fang Ling was in the Yiqi Qiankun Formation, but he also felt the powerful energy hidden in the God-Destroying Spike. The Yiqi Qiankun Formation is better than defense, and it should not be a problem to resist the God-Destroying Spike.

But Fang Ling's purpose is not just to defend.

He wanted to get the gourd into his hand, and he wanted to take the innate Yuan Ling in the gourd into his hand. If he had all his strength to activate the Qi Qiankun Formation to resist the God-Destroying Sprig, he would definitely miss the opportunity to get the innate Yuan Ling.

Once Yan Beige breathes, it will be even more difficult to obtain the innate Yuan Ling.

The moment countless thoughts flashed in his mind, he shouted in a deep voice: "Senior brothers, you resist the God-Destroying Spike, I will take the gourd."

Yun Tiedaozun and others who were in charge of the Yiqi Qiankun Formation could not feel the power of the God-Destroying Spike, but they were also people who had been fighting for many years. They knew that once Yan Beige recovered, it would be even more difficult for them to compete for the innate Yuanling.

So they didn't object.

Fang Ling did not give them a chance to object. The moment they said that, Fang Ling jumped out of the Qi Qiankun Formation and rushed towards the gourd again.

"Rats, dare you!" Yan Beige saw Fang Ling's figure and appeared not far from the gourd, and his eyes were ripped apart for a moment. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!