"Brother Ye Chen won't be burned to ashes, right?"
Wu Yao became worried and extremely nervous.
The breath of fire energy was so terrifying. It kept roaring and roaring like a monster, which was shocking.
"Don't worry, your brother Ye Chen won't get into trouble that easily."
Xuan Hanyu smiled and touched Wu Yao's hair and said.
Wu Yao felt a little relieved, but still nervous.
At this time, Fenghuo Spirit Ancestor was also ready to take action.
He pulled out his long sword, and a terrifying aura of death gradually filled his body and his sword.
Feeling this aura, no one dared to approach him, as if they were afraid of being buried.
Even Daode Tianzun took a few steps back and looked at him solemnly.
Buzz!
The sword body of the Fenghuo Spirit Ancestor buzzed and vibrated, and the sword energy tore through the void, as if worlds had appeared one after another.
It was a terrifying world, a world of absolute death, with only thousands of graves existing, as if they could bury gods.
As the sword energy continued to brew, the face of the Fenghuo Spirit Ancestor also changed drastically, sometimes pale, sometimes blood red.
The energy and blood all over his body were burning, and the veins on his forehead and arms protruded like a python, which was very terrifying.
"I will destroy the world with my sword!"
"The Great Tomb Divine Sword, slaying blood and slaying the sky, go!"
Suddenly, the Fenghuo Spirit Ancestor slashed out with his sword.
A sword energy slashed hard at the fire.
This sword cannot be described in words, it is so terrifying and violent that it is unbelievable.
As soon as the sword was slashed out, the hearts of everyone in the audience felt as if they had been crushed, and they were beating hard.
The terrifying aura of annihilation, as this sword was slashed out, madly exploded in the field, as if it was going to bury and annihilate everyone in the audience.
This is the legendary Great Tomb Sword, a genuine thirty-three-day magic!
Such terrifying sword energy is enough to bury the Immortal Emperor!
Daode Tianzun's face darkened, he waved his hand to release his spiritual energy, forming a protective barrier to protect everyone inside from being harmed by the sword energy of the tomb.
laugh!
The unparalleled brilliance of the Great Tomb Sword Qi slashed across the fire with a power as powerful as breaking the sky and splitting the earth.
The fierce temperature of the fire made the sword energy turn red, and finally it cut through the void all the way, destroying large areas of the temple buildings before disappearing into the void.
The temple is crumbling, but the fire is untouched.
Inside the fire, Ye Chen also suddenly felt the sword energy of the tomb killing him.
This tomb sword energy was extremely terrifying. If it really wanted to kill Ye Chen, it would be difficult for Ye Chen to resist it.
However, Ye Chen felt that Fenghuo Lingzu was not trying to hurt him.
The sword energy of the Fenghuo Spirit Ancestor was freely released and released. This sword struck Ye Chen, but it did not harm Ye Chen at all, but was meant to bury the cursed shackles on him.
Click!
In an instant, Ye Chen felt that the curse shackles imprinted on his body were directly stripped off and buried in the grave.
The shackles of the law of cause and effect imposed by the Perfect Sage were finally buried!
This Great Tomb Divine Sword is indeed a thirty-three-day magic. It can even bury the law of cause and effect. It is simply terrifying.
"Pfft!"
Ye Chen suddenly vomited blood.
The shackles of the law of cause and effect were lifted, but he suffered a backlash, a tearing pain in his organs.
"Sir, how are you?"
Yan Xuan'er suddenly became worried when she saw Ye Chen was injured.
"I'm fine, I won't die yet."
Ye Chen gritted his teeth. It seemed that the shackles of the Law of Cause and Effect imposed by the Perfect Sage had been perfectly integrated with his body.
The shackles were suddenly buried, and Ye Chen also suffered a lot of damage.
If you want to advance to the Tianxuan realm, you need to heal this wound first.
Injured, Ye Chen could no longer bear the core heat inside the fire and stumbled out.
"Brother Ye Chen!"
When Wu Yao saw Ye Chen coming out and his face was still pale, she suddenly panicked and hurriedly went up to help Ye Chen.
"I'm fine."
Ye Chen took a deep breath, calmed down a little, raised his head and said to Fenghuo Lingzu:
"Senior, thank you very much."
"Your sword has buried my shackles for me, and I can attack the Tianxuan realm!"
When Fenghuo Lingzu saw Ye Chen's pale face, he was slightly shocked and said: "Lord of Reincarnation, you seem to be injured, is it nothing serious?"
Ye Chen gritted his teeth and wanted to say something, but the pain inside his body was so severe that he couldn't speak.
It seemed that this backlash was much more severe than he imagined.
Daode Tianzun looked at Ye Chen and then at Huozhong, but his expression was gloomy.
Because he discovered that Ye Chen's shackles were lifted, but the filth in the fire was still there.
His spiritual will has not been buried. It still stubbornly remains in the fire, and even continues to erode away to the core.
Once the core of the fire is eroded, the fire will be extinguished.
"How is it possible? Do you really want me to give up the fire?"
Moral Heavenly Lord's face was twisted and his whole body was trembling slightly.
The Fenghuo Spirit Ancestor took out a few pills and resumed the use of the Great Tomb Divine Sword. He noticed the expression of the Moral Heavenly Lord and smiled helplessly, saying: "Brother, I told you that your will has transcended the Immortal Emperor. No one in this world can bury your spirit.”
"Why don't you choose a successor and replace him with someone else to take charge of the fire? You can ascend with peace of mind."
Listening to the Fenghuo Spirit Ancestor's persuasion again, Moral Heaven's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said angrily: "No! No one can replace me! I am a unique existence!"
