Zhuowen punched the void and sent all the endless swallowing magma river into it. Then the void in the center of the two teams fighting together suddenly split, and the two sides that had been fighting each other immediately retreated.

"Ah! What a terrifying magma, run away!"

In the crack in the central void, endless rivers of magma spewed out, drowning the warriors from all directions including Fen Tianzong who was caught off guard, and screams sounded one after another, which sounded extremely penetrating.

The Swallowing Magma River is a heaven-defying holy weapon. At this moment, Zhuo Wen has brought the power of this Swallowing Magma River to the extreme. It can almost burn the sky. In addition, the law of the void suddenly sent it over, so Burning Heaven Sect and other forces in all directions All the warriors were recruited.

Crash!

The magma river flowed quickly in the void, and finally shrank slowly, turning into a belt, pinned around Zhuowen's waist.

And many fighters from the four directions, including the Burning Heaven Sect who were originally submerged in the magma, all disappeared, completely swallowed up by the swallowing magma river.

In just an instant, the Eighteen Black Flame Envoys fell, and the warriors from the Burning Heaven Sect, the Tiger Sect, the Ice Snow Palace, and the Nanman factions all died as well.

This happened so fast that many people didn't realize it.

Boom!

When Fentian City fell into silence, not far away, there was an earth-shattering sound from the Fenyan Pagoda piercing through the sky, and then the Fenyan Pagoda, which had been in the center of Fentian City for thousands of years, collapsed.

"Fenyan Tower collapsed? This..."

The collapse of the Fenyan Tower attracted everyone's attention. The surface of the Fenyan Tower that was burning with raging flames was riddled with holes, and countless figures rushed out of the Fenyan Tower.

"We are free!"

"I was imprisoned for hundreds of thousands of years, and I was finally liberated!"

"..."

One after another howling sounds came from the Fenyan Pagoda. These were all the criminals who had been imprisoned in the Fenyan Pagoda by the Burning Heaven Sect for thousands of years.

But at this moment, all these criminals were released.

"Who did it?"

Zou Tianzong's face became extremely pale, the Fenyan Tower collapsed, the Eighteen Black Flame Envoys fell, hundreds of elites of the Fentian Sect also died in Zhuo Wen's hands, this was more than half of the foundation of the Fentian Sect, all of them were destroyed like this .

"I did it!"

A resounding voice came, and a two-headed Nether Dragon approaching nearly ten thousand feet was seen coming from the direction of Fenyan Pagoda. Five figures stood on top of the two-headed Nether Dragon's heads.

The first person was a man in his thirties with a resolute and handsome face and a tall and straight figure. He held a small sword engraved with dense blood-colored marks in his hand. .

"Long Xiaotian... and Feng Xiyao?"

Zou Tianzong stared at the man coldly, and immediately landed on a tall and beautiful figure beside the man.

"Feng Xiyao, the former saint of Burning Heaven Sect?"

Due to the collapse of the Fenyan Pagoda, the battle in the Fentian Square also came to a halt, and all the onlookers also looked at the two-headed Nether Dragon that came looting.

The southern barbarian forces who had self-knowledge and did not choose to besiege Zhuowen were all secretly glad at the moment. They all knew that if they were also encouraged by Zou Tianzong to besiege and kill Zhuowen, they might end up miserable.

This time the Fenyan Pagoda collapsed, the previous generation of the Fentianzong Saintess was rescued, and the one who rescued Feng Xiyao was the Dragon Soul Warrior. There is no doubt that this was also an arrangement of the Long Family.

At this moment, all the forces in Fentian City were shocked to discover that the strength of the Long family was far beyond their imagination.

Regarding Feng Xiyao, it is a kind of taboo in Fentian City. It is said that more than 20 years ago, because of a scandal, Feng Xiyao was brought back by the senior officials of the Fentian Sect and imprisoned in the Fenyan Tower .

For twenty years, Fen Tianzong has also deliberately led the warriors of Fentian City to forget about Feng Xiyao. There is no doubt that with the energy of Fen Tianzong, it has indeed been done. Now there are very few people who know about Feng Xiyao .

However, a powerful Nanman force at the level of the Nine Saints Tianmen knows the name of Feng Xiyao and the clues of what happened back then.

Zhuo Wen raised his head slightly, staring at the beautiful figure nestled in Long Xiaotian's arms, with an indifferent and slow smile in his eyes.

This woman looked to be twenty-three or twenty-four years old, dressed in a Luo shirt, and her gorgeous skirt was held on the ground like a swallowtail. Her autumn eyes were as tender as water, containing endless tenderness.

This is a gentle woman, her gentleness can melt the heart of any hard-hearted villain; her gentleness is generous, with a strange charm that makes people sink into it forever.

Zhuo Wen knew that the gentle woman in front of him was his biological mother.

Perhaps feeling Zhuo Wen's gaze, Feng Xi Yao turned her jade neck slightly, and a pair of beautiful eyes fell on Zhuo Wen's body. The corners of her mouth revealed a trace of curvature, which was inextricably warm, very clean and comfortable.

"Is it Zhuowen? Are you Zhuowen? In a blink of an eye, you have grown up so much. Although it is the first time I saw you, your aura remains the same as when you were a child." Feng Xiyao's cherry lips slowly opened and closed, said softly.

Hearing that gentle voice, Zhuo Wen's whole body trembled. For some reason, his eyes were foggy and his nose was a little sore. JrNovels.com