The three armies began to truly collapse.
They were not driven back by slaughter.
They were driven back by fear.
The Woe Poison Body stood alone on the battlefield, like a line of death no one dared cross.
And in the sky, the battle between Xiao Fan and Huang Xuan had completely reached a fever pitch.
Huang Xuan finally stopped looking down on him.
His twin wings spread wide, and the power of a Dou Zun erupted without reservation. Cyan-Black Phoenix Feathers condensed behind him into a massive Heaven Demon Phoenix phantom.
"A Dou Zong defying a Dou Zun?"
Huang Xuan's expression darkened.
"Today, I will show you that bloodline is not something a mongrel like you can touch!"
At the word "mongrel," Zi Yan's eyes instantly turned fierce.
Hei Qing's face also sank.
But Xiao Fan laughed.
That laugh was very cold.
So cold that Huang Xuan's heart suddenly dropped.
"Bloodline?"
Xiao Fan raised his hand, and a Colorless Fire Lotus slowly spun in his palm.
"You think you're worthy of talking bloodline with me?"
The Black Gold Heart Seal on his chest lit up.
This time, it was not full-force devouring, but a reverse pull.
That ancient, eerie blood intent of the Spirit Devourer from the Ancestral Realm's inheritance flashed through his body.
The spatial dragon markings of the Ancient Void Dragon climbed over both his arms.
The fire lotus of the colorless Heavenly Flame bloomed layer by layer in his palm.
At that instant, Xiao Fan forcibly locked the three together.
"Spirit-Devouring Dragon Phoenix Lock."
Xiao Fan stepped forward.
Three black-gold lock marks suddenly appeared in the space across the entire sky.
The first lock sealed space.
The second lock sealed Dou Qi.
The third lock sealed bloodline.
Huang Xuan's expression finally changed.
Because he discovered that