The warriors in the third realm could not resist the attack of the Phoenix at this moment, and the other warriors were even more unbearable. Before the fireball rushed over, the heat wave swept over them evaporated all the blood in their bodies and turned into mummies.

Not far away, even though it was dozens of meters away from the place where the Phoenix was, the heat wave still affected. Although the temperature dropped a lot, it was still very amazing, making the boiling magma feel like it was rushing upwards from the volcano.

Wang Peng escaped from a distance as early as the last page reminded, and was hiding a hundred meters away, emitting all his soul and sensing every move there.

After one of the third level warriors fell, the other eight third level cultivators had a completely gloomy face. They naturally knew the power of the phoenix, but in their imagination, so many warriors took action together, killing the phoenix was just a matter of time. The key was the final distribution.

But after they really came into contact with Phoenix, they realized that they were outrageously wrong!

"Take all your strength, it can't last long in such a state!" These warriors at the third level are not ordinary people. They discovered that the phoenix burned blood and improved their strength. Immediately, the three brothers who appeared in front of the phoenix sent a voice to other warriors with a serious expression.

After the three of them finished speaking, they saw about ten fireballs rushing over, like ten rounds of storm of sunshine, sweeping over with a vast wave of heat.

The terrifying power, even if they feel the strong aura of death, if they are not careful, they may have entered the footsteps of the previous third-level warrior.

Thinking of this, the muscles in their bodies squirmed slightly, and the vast fluctuations of blood and blood began to rush out of their bodies without reservation, disturbing the magma around them, with awesome momentum.

At this moment, Wang Peng's sensing, after those people were urging their blood and qi with all their strength, their bodies seemed to have been lifted a lot, and behind them, there was a blood-colored phantom that reached the sky, like an ancient emperor, emitting a terrible pressure that penetrated into the soul.

"What is that?" Wang Peng stared at the bloody phantom with curiosity and asked the last page. This was the first time he had seen a cultivator in the third realm attacking with all his strength.

"Although the third realm does not have magic power, the warriors who have reached that realm have mysterious mystery such as broken limb regeneration and infinite power. What truly represents the warriors entering the third realm is the Dharma Realm." The last page explains.

"It is difficult to explain it to you clearly for a moment. I can only say that warriors who have reached that level will have their own powerful natal supernatural powers. Moving mountains and filling seas is just a piece of cake." The last page showed a hint of memory in his eyes, and then he slowly said.

"The Dharma-like world..." Wang Peng murmured the word and wrote it down. After he watched the increasingly fierce battle, he fell into a brief thought.

At this time, the phoenix burned his bloodline. According to the strength of the phoenix clan's bloodline, it could maintain this state for at least half an hour.

The remaining eight warriors in the third realm were still suppressed by the phoenix with all their strength, but at least there was no danger of falling.

In general, if this stalemate continues, it is actually very unfavorable for Phoenix. Of course, for those strong people at this level, the situation is volatile and likely to change at any time.

Wang Peng is waiting for the best time at this moment.

In the magma, except for Wang Peng, almost all other warriors were rushing towards the crater frantically, wanting to stay away from here because the fluctuations in the battle here were too great, and they were not involved.

About half an hour passed, and the magma here was boiling wildly. The eight warriors opposite the Phoenix looked a little dirty-faced, their clothes were broken, their hair was dry and even a little charred. As for the other warriors who had originally followed them, those who had died and those who had escaped, at this time, only they were still persevering.

Because they knew that the Phoenix could no longer hold on for too long, and only by holding on, victory would belong to them.

Not far away, Wang Peng's expression gradually became solemn. At this time, their battle fluctuations became more and more intense. The distance between him and these people had extended to two hundred meters. He had to rely on the last page to sense the latest situation of the war.

At this moment, the bodies of the eight people were raised a lot, and the vast blood and blood were like a furnace, making people unable to get close to it. The protective cover formed by their joint efforts. Although the phoenix fire emitted by the phoenix wings was hot, it could not be completely broken through and was blocked outside.

It seemed that it felt that the state at this time could not last for too long. The phoenix suddenly let out a cry, and the sound waves were strong, vibrating the magma to form ripples visible to the naked eye.

The next moment, after its cry was transmitted to the Phoenix Pool not far away, a dazzling fire immediately flew out from the bottom of the pool and headed straight for the Phoenix. The speed was so fast that even the eight people who were fully focused could only see the fire.

As the flames rushed over, the phoenix's shaking wings turned slightly distorted, which led to the body's hair shrinking. In front of the eight people, it turned into the form of a woman, holding the flying fire in its hand.

The woman looked about twenty years old, and a long red dress with windless sound was like a ball of flame that never ended. At the same time, the flames she held tightly in her hand began to dissipate, revealing a red broken sword.

As soon as the sword appeared, sharp sword energy burst out from the sword blade, tearing the void and heading straight for the eight people on the opposite side. The sword's power was very strong, but the sword body was broken, only half!

"What a strong sword energy. If the sword is not incomplete, it is at least a treasure of the holy weapon level." After sensing the fiery red broken sword on the last page, his words immediately felt a little excited and regretful.

Following Wang Peng, this was the second time he saw a holy weapon. The holy weapon was rare and precious, and it was a treasure no matter where it was. However, the sword was broken and its power was greatly reduced. It would be a good thing to be able to be one-tenth of the original.

This is what he regrets.

As he said the last page, he also passed the image there to Wang Peng's mind.

The vast sword energy also passed through the protective cover formed by eight people at this time, slashed on the eight people, tearing the clothes on their chests apart, leaving a blood-red scar on their chests.

Even the broken holy sword is so powerful that it is not something that ordinary warriors can withstand.
Chapter completed!