"What is that?"
The magic whale's body continued to ascend into the air, except its gaze remained fixed on the purple crystal block before Xiao Yan. From it, an ancient fluctuation swept outward, and there was even a vast aura that permeated the long river of time, actually causing it to feel instinctive awe?
"Nine Suns Scorching Sun!"
Taking advantage of the moment the tail of the whale lost its focus, Xun'er let out a cold snort, and a majestic golden flame sun rolled and whistled away, completely igniting the entire void to buy time for Xiao Yan.
Space distorted violently. The dim void had already become extremely bright, and Xun'er's attack completely locked down this piece of space, as if no spatial fluctuation could escape the joint restraint of the nine flaming golden crows.
Xiao Yan's expression was gloomy, and the purple Sacred Flame Crystal in his palm actually emitted waves of dazzling brilliance before slowly descending to the ground. He watched the magic whale with its airborne body roaming the skies, as a huge magic whale phantom enveloped Xiao Yan, and a terrifying fluctuation swept out.
Goddess Yaoji's belongings should be extraordinary...
Sacred Flame Origin Technique!
Xiao Yan gazed coldly at the magic whale. After the magic whale took to the air, the blood-colored magic shadow dropped slightly, and the terrifying pressure of the collapsing void actually caused Xiao Yan's dragon-transformed skin to emit waves of shriveling. He directly comprehended the origin of the Wulu Purple Spirit Flame, attempting to execute the Sacred Flame Origin Technique.
Before long, a fierce killing intent rose across Xiao Yan's sharp facial contours. He gripped the purple Sacred Flame Crystal with both hands, and the Flame Mantra inside his body began to circulate, pouring countless Dou Qi entirely into it.
"Rustle..."
"Perish,