Because of the evil dragon's glaring, Wang Lin's soul impact actually dissipated.

"No, this evil dragon's cultivation is definitely not just the peak of the Demon Saint realm!" Congming said in his heart.

It was also when the evil dragon opened his eyes and glared, Wang Lin's spiritual consciousness retreated directly from the water-attribute space that sealed the evil dragon. Although Wang Lin's soul impact was interrupted by the evil dragon, it did not mean that he was afraid of the evil dragon.

Just as he was about to condense his soul power again and enter, the world where they were suddenly swayed, just like the water in the glass bottle was shaking. Even You Long and his other bodies in the distance were shaking.

"Retreat, Brother Zhu, Luotian Palace Master, Zheng Mo Palace Master, you can leave this center area quickly and go to the distance to wait for us!" Wang Lin shouted anxiously to Zheng Mo and the others who were finishing the game.

While Wang Lin shouted, the space in the center that was most vibrating suddenly shattered, and a huge dragon head emerged from it.

Moo!!

A huge dragon roar sounded, and the sound waves blew up huge waves and swept across the sky.

"Damn it, the seal was broken. No matter what plan you have now, don't think of success!" Cong Ming, who was closest to the evil dragon, said with a sharp look.

The Killing Sword Wuying had already been in his hands. He was within 30,000 meters of the evil dragon's appearance. With a flash of his body, he came directly to the edge of the evil dragon.

"Heavy Sword Style!" Congming shouted in the wind.

This is the sword move he learned from Li Qinglian. The already extremely sharp killing sword became even thicker with the blessing of this sword move. He, who had no shape, also pulled out Mars under Wang Lin's chopping.

A fiery red light flashed in front of Congming's hands, which was caused by the high temperature generated by the killing sword breaking the space. The roar of the evil dragon was not over, but Congming had already arrived in front of him.

His eyes showed a look of fear. Between Congming's hands, he felt a sharp force, a sharp force that could break his body!

But just as Congming's killing sword came to the evil dragon, a red light flashed suddenly, and with a sound, Congming slashed on a hard object.

If he missed a blow, Congming had lost the opportunity to attack again. He used the power of countershock to roll to the side. When he stood up again, he was already by Wang Qingshan and the others.

"Evil Dragon and Demon God, why don't you take back the Dao Fire of our clan!" The Demon God of Prison Meng glared at the eyes of the evil dragon who had completely walked out of the void.

"Prison Mong!" The evil dragon looked at the Prison Mong cautiously, then nodded in a complicated manner.

He extended his spiritual sense and merged with the Immortal Refining Cauldron that had just helped him with a blow, and then the cauldron soon flew to his head.

"The clan members are gone, is this really worth it?" Xie Long looked at the immortal refining cauldron in front of him, and faint auras gathered here.

If Wang Yan felt it, he would know that it was the breath of Taoist fire burning desire that was completely devoured by him. A trace of sadness flashed in the evil dragon's eyes, but it was soon replaced by ruthlessness.

"From my origin, bring the fire back!" The evil dragon said in a low voice. Then a faint purple light flashed on his body, and soon it turned into a small ball of igniting Taoist fire.

The fire quickly flew into the cauldron, and all the burning auras in the cauldron quickly merged together, and then a special wave extended out of the cauldron.

"Is the holy fire of our clan so easy to blend?" A hint of ridicule flashed in his eyes.

Not far away, Long Xian, Zhu Qi, Luotian Palace Master and others quickly left there after receiving Wang Lin's message. When they left, they saw that there was a trace of purple aura fusing towards the blood cauldron in the sky from the dead demons.

"Are you using our power to kill the same clan again? How could this Purgatory Demon Clan be so vicious!" Zhu Qi frowned and cursed as he quickly left.

Zheng Mo and others who were also flying beside him had another view, "Maybe the ones who were not really Purgatory Demons before were not necessarily the ones, and the size gap between them was too obvious."

Zhu Qi's eyes suddenly ignited and shrank, and a feeling of palpitations made his face turn pale. He actually said with a little trembling: "Brother Wang said before that this is a small world, but there is no animal here except Huang Tian and even if it is naked. Could it be that they were outside before?"

Zheng Mo and the others also looked at the demon god in the distance with a pale face. Only the demons could do such things.

Zhu Qi told Wang Lin his thoughts, and Wang Lin was also shocked. He should have thought of such a thing for a long time. This is a small world, a small world connected to the Great Realm of the Border, which should have creatures.

"The creatures in this world have been refined by those two people. Before, they could see that there were still people living on the edge of the blood pool through the power of space, but now they can no longer feel the slightest fluctuation of life." Wang Lin thought with heartache.

His eyes glowed and looked at the blood pool that was about 100,000 meters away. The ditch around it was still there, filled with blood. However, the people who were originally detained had no life fluctuations, and there were only corpses lying on the ground.

"After so many years, even if the real Purgatory Demon Clan is only more than 10,000, then the people in this world must have been gone long ago. Those who have been arrested in my wasteland before, and this revenge has to be avenged!"

Wang Lin and Congming both clenched their hands. No matter how difficult it was, they would let these four demons die.

The Demon God of Prison Meng was staring at them covetously by the evil dragon. Wang Lin and Cong Ming were united. Just as they had agreed to discuss with Wang Qingshan and surrounded the Demon God of Prison Meng and the Demon God of Evil Dragon together, a painful howl trembled their hearts.

It's Wang Yan!

Before, Wang Lin had been sensing the situation where he was with his spiritual sense. Although he could not defeat the Demon God of Kangya, he was not at an absolute disadvantage. His spirit-eating flame burning spiritual objects also made him sometimes have a little advantage. How could it be!

"Look at them and I'll go over and take a look." As Wang Lin moved his body and his body disappeared from the place. When he appeared again, he was already millions of meters away from here.

A red flame ignited on Wang Yan's body, but his black spirit-eating flame had no trace at all. He was howling in pain by the red flame.

Not only that, the Kangya actually condensed tens of thousands of long-range arrows in front of him, and was shooting towards Wang Yan. Wang Yan quickly dodged, but now he seemed to have no power, and his speed was extremely slow. After a while, the fiery red arrow was slowed down.

Wang Lin couldn't see it and roared angrily: "Stop, you bastard!"

The silver light on the Tianjie Pan above his head was bright, and dense space debris blew towards the hurricane, surrounding Wang Yan and blocking the rocket that was still shooting.

"Wang Yan, how are you doing? Is there anything wrong?" Wang Lin flashed and came directly in front of Wang Yan and asked with concern.

Wang Yan roared in pain and said with a distorted expression: "Wang Lin, someone is quickly drawing my strength!"

Wang Lin's expression changed when he heard this. He remembered that the blood cauldron controlled by the evil dragon and demon god seemed to have an inexplicable aura emitted. It must be the blood cauldron that was the one that was the one that was the one that was the one that was the one that was the one that was the one that was the one that was the one that was the one that was the one that was the one that was the one that was the one that was the one that was the one that was the one that was the one that was the one

"Don't panic, I'll help you solve this flame." Wang Lin said heartbrokenly.

After Wang Lin finished speaking, he once again used the causal power he had used before. Today he had used enough causal power, but now he had no other way.

"Cause and effect transfer!" A colorful light flashed between Wang Lin's eyebrows, and countless colorful silk threads instantly wrapped around Wang Yan's body, and then extended through Wang Yan to the place where he was drawing his strength.

In a blink of an eye, Wang Lin saw a complex inscription flashing with strange light in the Immortal Refining Cauldron. Under the flashing light, black forces were drawn out from the void.

After finding the source, Wang Lin's thoughts moved, the power he extracted turned into the red fire on Wang Yan's body. In a blink of an eye, the red fire on Wang Yan's body dissipated, and his expression calmed down.

On the side of the face of the Demon God of Kangya outside, the flame he had cast on Wang Yan before was gone. This is Taoist fire. Although it is not as good as the Rigui, it has its own complete laws. How can it be destroyed just by saying it!

"Destroy my Dao Fire, right? Try to destroy it again!" Kangya angrily used terrifying flame techniques to Wang Yan, surrounded by space debris, burning the surrounding space to shatter.

Wang Yan has recovered inside the space fragments, but his aura is too weak and he is about to descend to the realm of the Demon Fairy.

"I am the spirit-eating black lotus, and my origin is fire. I suddenly couldn't use flames before, but the flames were burning my body. I could feel that part of my soul had appeared in the immortal refining cauldron you mentioned!" Wang Yan said gritting his teeth.

Wang Lin felt very uncomfortable. Now he could cut off the cause and effect of Wang Yan and the Immortal Refining Cauldron, but the lost Taoist fire was permanently lost. In the future, Wang Yan may not have the magical power of flames, and even his realm will never be restored.

Feeling the crazy attack on them outside, Wang Lin became even more upset. But in this boring moment, Wang Lin suddenly said: "They led us here, perhaps just to use you as a breakthrough point and then kill us. But if you control the Immortal Refining Cauldron before they succeed, they will be the ones who sacrificed the Cauldron."

After Wang Lin finished speaking, Wang Yan frowned and sensed for a while, then said with his eyes glowing: "I can feel that they want to use that fire as a method of refining immortals in the immortal refining cauldron, but after absorbing it, I found that my soul was more in line with the flame. If I were lucky, I should be able to refine it!"

Speaking of this, Wang Yan said with a burning look: "Wang Lin, if I fail, I must build a temple for me. If I die, I will be the God of Fire!"

After saying that, Wang Yan's body blurred, and all the power and soul on his body turned into Taoist fire and were pulled out.
Chapter completed!