"Qisha, I have been waiting for you for a long time." At this time, a voice from the Holy Fire Palace came across the endless space, resounding clearly in the void, and an equally terrifying pressure covered it.
At this moment, everyone in Sunset Battlefield could clearly feel the power of these two pressures.
They looked towards the direction of the East Territory. This aura was probably that existence.
When their minds were shaken, the temperature of the sky and the earth suddenly increased sharply. The heat wave roared across, and everyone's skin felt burning pain. They looked up at the sky, and seemed to feel an invisible pressure.
Gradually, this pressure is getting stronger.
"boom."
Suddenly, someone groaned, unable to bear the pressure, and fell to his knees, his face instantly pale.
They showed horrified expressions and looked up to the sky, only to see a figure appearing there. The fire robe on his body was blowing, his clothes were dancing wildly, and his deep eyes were filled with cold murderous thoughts.
"Holy Master of the Holy Fire Palace, Fire Crazy Slave." When they saw that figure, many people trembled in their hearts. With a word of vision, all living things in the world were imprisoned. He...where did he go?
Moreover, he ignored the emperor's edict and came to the imperial capital in person.
Is it just to seek revenge on Lin Zixuan?
Everyone is speculating that the Holy Fire Palace went to war with impure motives and that it might be a shocking conspiracy.
Should I call you the Master of Qisha Palace, or Taoist Yunluo? "The powerful spiritual will of Huo Kuang Slave swept past him. He turned around and looked at Lin Zixuan next to him. A strong murderous intention emerged from him. This murderous intention was so strong that everyone on the battlefield was clearly aware of it.
"You bastard who killed my son, today is the day you die." He raised his arm and then pressed it down into the sky.
In an instant, an extremely violent wave of air swept out and blasted towards the battlefield below.
A terrible wave of air crushed the world, and a huge and boundless palm print shattered the void. It was like the sky was roaring and the earth was roaring. Buildings with a radius of thousands of miles exploded and shattered in an instant, and were flattened by one blow.
The crowd in the battlefield retreated frantically, away from the center. After all, they couldn't bear the aftermath of a spell cast by a person like the Fire Maniac Slave.
In the midst of the flying dust, in the abyss-like pit, Lin Zixuan's aura became extremely sharp. With a thought, in an instant, the brilliance of the swordsmanship from the heavens pointed straight into the void and fell on the Huo Kuang Slave, as if locking him. As a result, even his body became dazzling under the sword light.
The next moment, when he felt the power of the sword, his expression changed. The infinite sword intention was integrated into the sword. It burst through the air in an instant, penetrated time and space, pierced the sky, and when the brilliance bloomed, the sword light flooded the sky. .
Everyone around them was staring at it, and the dazzling light gradually dissipated, and a figure appeared in the void.
Astonishingly, it was the fire mad slave.
His left arm was bloody and bloody, as if a sword had penetrated it. His face also looked pale, and there was also blood on the corner of his mouth.
But his hair was flashing like a red monster, his eyes were red even more intensely, and even his whole body was exuding a monstrous red at this moment, even his skin.
That kind of red is like red flames, burning mountains and boiling seas.
"After all, I'm not in the Dao realm, so you can't kill me." Huo Kuangnu said hoarsely, his eyes were very cold, with a terrifying cold light.
"Once the Tao fire has passed, the yin and yang serve as firewood, the great road becomes the furnace, and the flames wash the sky." The fire mad slave roared angrily and unfolded the forbidden magical power that he could only use in his heyday.
The sun above the sky suddenly turned into a terrifying whirlpool, and the infinite fire between heaven and earth surged toward the sun crazily. In just an instant, the entire sky turned into an endless sea of purgatory fire.
In the sea of fire that filled the sky, as the waves rolled, a huge face protruded from it. This face occupied most of the sea of fire. With that look, it was the Fire Crazy Slave! !
The black holes of the abyss became his eyes, the solar storm became his hair, and his body became infinitely large. Like the power of heaven in the sky, he roared towards Lin Zixuan, rolled up the sea of fire, and headed straight for Lin Zixuan. .
"This..." Everyone looked at the scene in front of them in shock. Even those in the Blood Infant Realm had never seen such a terrifying scene.
"Little guy, my spiritual power has been exhausted and I can't save you." Lord Jian sighed. If his cultivation was still there, this disaster could be solved, but he was already a withered skeleton and a broken soul, and what he could do was extremely limited.
Lin Zixuan looked solemn, could it be that today is the day of his death?
Taoist Yun Luo stepped forward and said to Lin Zixuan: "Back off."
The power of the sea of purgatory fire, in Lin Zixuan's current state, would cause death if touched.
He raised his palm and covered the sky with his hand. A monstrous Taoist will enveloped the sky, and a palm print appeared in the void that covered the sky and the sun.
As Taoist Yun Luo slapped his palm out, the palm prints immediately shook the sky. Moreover, the palm prints overlapped, as if there were thousands of palm prints appearing at the same time. A loud roar erupted in the sky, and all the heavens seemed to be shaken by this concussive force. Shattered.
The two sides touched each other in an instant, and an earth-shaking roar spread throughout the Sunset Land, shaking the hearts of the strong men in the entire battlefield, and shocking the creatures in the entire country.
The roaring sound continued to reverberate, and the sea of fire in the sky collapsed and directly shattered. Even the space collapsed crazily like it turned into the sunset.
The terrifying palm contained space-tearing power that not only shattered his left arm, but also rushed into his body. However, he suppressed it forcefully with his extremely powerful cultivation, and kept his body from being shattered. crack.
At this time, he was seriously injured.
He looked solemnly and looked forward again. The white-haired young man stood there, with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and his whole body was surrounded by bright sword intent, as if he himself had been transformed by the sword.
He originally came for revenge, but he didn't expect to be hit hard. Moreover, he was hit hard just as he entered the battlefield.
He hated Huo Zhu's death, but it was beyond reproach. He just paid the price for his arrogance.
"Space Dao Chengzun... This is an existence comparable to the late Dao realm, damn it! How could I provoke such a monster." The fire mad slave was shaken in his heart, and there was a hint of retreat on his face.
The expressions of everyone on the battlefield also changed with shock. Taoist Yun Luo was actually able to crush Huo Kuang Slave.
"Fellow Daoist Yunluo, no matter why you came here, our purpose is the same." The leader of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect stepped forward to persuade him to make peace. The appearance of this person made him uneasy, extremely uneasy.
"I'm here for him. I won't care about other things." Taoist Yun Luo glanced at him indifferently. He was only ensuring Lin Zixuan's safety. The life and death of others had nothing to do with him.
"Senior, you and I were born and raised in the empire. How can we just stand by and watch when the country is in crisis?" Lin Zixuan persuaded him unwillingly.
"That's enough. Taoist Yun Luo from back then is dead. I am Qisha, the master of the Blood Clothes Tower." Taoist Yun Luo showed no expression on his face as he led Lin Zixuan across the void and away from the battlefield.
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Xueyi Building, the attic of the main hall.
Lin Zixuan opened his eyes, the fragrant wind blew against his face, and a stunning face appeared next to him.
Her red phoenix eyes, willow-leaf eyebrows, fair skin, alluring figure, and snow-white neck are even more touching.
What's even more alluring is that there's a touch of rosy color on that flawless face, which seems to be the transformation of a young girl into an adult, with a more charming charm.
Cang Xueyan was lying there, her head resting on his leg, enjoying the beauty with nostalgia.
Lin Zixuan looked at this stunning beauty and had a bad feeling in his heart. He started to use his skills, and Lin Zixuan's eyes suddenly froze there, staring motionlessly at this soft and charming woman.
He stood up and understood everything in an instant. His complexion was no longer pale, but had blood color. His hair had completely returned to its normal color, and his cultivation had even broken through to the eighth level of the Blood Soul Realm.
Behind Lin Zixuan, on the fragrant bed, Cang Xueyan sat there with long hair shawl. She opened her eyes at this moment and watched Lin Zixuan go away. The complicated meaning in her eyes was even stronger. Her clothes were intact, but only His face looked much paler.
"I have been waiting for this day... From the moment I swallowed the Rongying Tiandan... I know that my body will be dedicated to one person. This is my destiny... However, that person is you, and I have no regrets... ..." She murmured softly, with a dazed look on her face. The young man who had single-handedly shielded his family from the wind and rain seemed to appear in front of her eyes.
…
Lin Zixuan's figure walked out of nothingness, and he saw the Great Black Mountain below it. There were many halls there. Lin Zixuan's consciousness swept across the mountain, and finally condensed on the top of the mountain, where the bloody storm gathered.
It was a black bone tower with nine floors. The tower body was like a coffin, and the top of the octagon was like an altar. The three figures sitting on it were all super powerful people.
Taoist Yunluo is sitting in the center. He is wearing a purple robe and looks like the master of heaven, commanding overwhelming power.
It was the master of the Seven Kills Hall.
The old man on the left is as gloomy as a ghost, and the overwhelming corpse energy shocks the world. He is the master of the Senluo Hall; the man on the right is wearing a bloody robe, with billowing evil aura covering the sun and the moon. The whole person is like an insurmountable mountain, the master of the Hall of the King of Hell.
"The Blood-clothed Tower is the palace of killers. What they do is cruel and cruel, and wherever they go there is bloodshed. Now, I have broken through the shackles, inherited the avenue of space, and become the new blood-clothed king. I will give you a chance today. Both of them are in the blood infant realm. Strong man, as long as you defeat any of them, the people in the Bloody Clothes Tower will come down the mountain to meet the enemy." Taoist Yunluo spoke majestically, and his sound was like a bell that captured the heart.
"Come on, old man." Old Man Senluo stood up. His body was filled with the terrifying aura of death, and the aura of death was also lingering around him, like a skeleton in a tomb, as if it could swallow life.
Lin Zixuan just touched this gloomy death aura, and his right hand began to rot and spots appeared. He glanced at the position of his arm, then lowered his head and stared coldly at the figure above the altar, the coldness in his eyes getting a little stronger.
He knew that old man Sen Luo was very strong, and he had also analyzed the strange spells he practiced and knew their dangers.
But Lin Zixuan would not be willing to leave like this at this time.
This is a gambling battle, a desperate battle concerning the survival and destiny of hundreds of millions of creatures in the setting sun.
If you cannot win this battle, you will make the world laugh.
