Chapter 421
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Although he fled for his life ahead of time, the huge mouth of the flame Saint lion seems to be some kind of supernatural power. Almost at the moment when his mouth is opened, a light flame boundary is laid in a circle of tens of miles.
The flame boundary is becoming thicker, and the huge flame boundary space is shrinking rapidly.
Zhao Shi's scalp was numb and his spine was trembling. He was absolutely sure that if he fell into this flame magic boundary, he would definitely die without life.
"In?"
He looked again at the pale golden flame above his head.
"Yes, but not again."
Huang Huo's feeble voice appears in Zhao Shi's ear, and a layer of golden flame appears on his blade.
The speed of the Blood Sword burning the golden flame soars, stabbing at the weak spot of the observed flame boundary, and the golden flame annihilates and disappears, dissolving a small part of the boundary.
The red light of the blood will pierce through most of the remaining flame boundary. When the golden red flame boundary is about to close, it is dangerous to escape.
Boom!
The huge flame border was reduced to the size of a fist, and then exploded. Zhao Shi, who was crazy for his life, could even detect several black reticulated lines in the center of the explosion, which flashed by.
There are cracks in the space!
A cool air went straight to his head, which was the first time that Zhao Shi saw the space broken in the world.
Although the monks of Yuanying period have already set foot in space, they can't break the space anytime and anywhere. If they want to break even a trace of space, they need to work hard to do it.
From the golden flame, which was as dim as the head of a firewood, came Huang Huo's voice of despair with a cry: "Zhao Shi, we are finished.
Although this guy's head is a little broken, but his strength is too strong, we can't stop it if it goes on like this! "
Zhao Shi's blood essence burned and ran away crazily. The light of his sword turned into a filament, which flashed and disappeared: "you don't care, just run away with me."
The red sword light escaped only two breaths. The space fluctuated. A huge flame claw fell quietly from the sky, blocking the sky and holding down Zhao Shi's head.
"Kill!"
Trapped in the cage, Zhao Shi roared, his whole blood and flesh, as well as all the blood and bones of some players in the blood sea camp burned, turning into a sword with endless killing intention and cutting into a huge flame claw suppressed by the sky.
Zizi ~
the sword of deep red blood flowing like flowing water was cut on the huge flame claw. It was very difficult to tear open the gap between the huge flame claws. It took a long time to tear half of it.
Like a mosquito, the flame claw slapped the red sword light of Zhao Shi to the ground, and smashed the ground into a huge claw shaped pit. The gray pit wall was smooth, hundreds of feet deep, like a cliff abyss.
Shooting at the bottom doesn't mean stopping. The golden red fire lights up. The rolling golden red flame flows out. Surround the red sword light inside, and burn it into molten iron and ashes.
In the torrent of fire, the red aura on the body of the blood sword was burned instantly. The rolling flame directly contacted the metal body of the sword, burning it red and bright. The complicated and dense array patterns appeared.
After only half a breath, the sword, which is stronger than the Millennium iron, becomes softer and softer. The body of the sword is bent. Even drops of blood like blood are forced out of the sword, and the whole body of the sword is burned to ashes by the golden red flame.
"It's hot!"
"Help, I'll be burned to death!"
Within a breath, the blood lotus sword faintly appears to collapse, and the many sword threads it carries collapse. 688 players form a large array, which bears the ultimate strength beyond the array itself. They have to transmit the pressure to the end nodes of the array, and some players die at all times.
Within a short breath, nearly 100 Ningzhen environment players and Ningzhen type II puppets turned into ashes and died completely.
"It's over, Zhao Shi. Why don't we go to my world of expeditions and come back when we are strong? "
The voice of the pale golden flame was despairing, with a rush of excitement and expectation.
Zhao Shi didn't pay attention to him, his heart was still calm like a lake, waiting for something in silence.
The sky suppresses the world's flame. Suddenly, the huge claw shakes inexplicably. Like the sea, the endless golden red flame stops, exposing the blood lotus sword to the air again.
"Well, what the hell is this?"
The blood lotus sword has a very fast reaction speed. At the moment of chaos, it burns its mana, turns into a blood light, stabs through the gap between the huge claws of the flame, and quickly flies back to the sky through the claw shaped ravine.
The huge claw of the flame lifted up, and the golden red flame surged in again, but the action was staggering and the reaction speed was slow. It was easily evaded by the blood lotus sword.
Blood lotus sword came to the sky, but did not escape for the first time. Divine sense swept the huge flame lion.
“…… Ancestors I... "
“…… Fire... "
The body of the flame Saint lion became staggering, and a broken spirit of the flame Saint lion was faintly visible in Zhao Shi's vision.And the twisted figure of the Taoist priest wearing the crown of the emperor in his spirit, like a maggot crawling on a corpse.
"It stinks!"
Zhao shitouding's dim golden flame retreated again and again, becoming the first time since the fire gave up the Fengshui treasure land of zhaoshiding.
At the moment when the shadow on the head of the flame lion appeared, a sense of stench that only the spirit could feel came out, and went deep into the soul, as if it had been dropped into a dungpit. It was disgusting.
"The flame lion royal family is good courage, with the sacrifice of the emperors of all ages to save such a card."
Zhao Shi turned a blind eye to the stench from the spirit perception and said with admiration.
This flame lion is clearly dead, and there is still a trace of incomplete spirit left, but it does not know how to reach an agreement with the flame lion royal family, so that the soul of the emperors of all ages can be put into its body.
With their soul for the silk thread to repair and fill their own spirit, the final show is such an effect.
However, the soul is the most exquisite is pure and unique, mixed with a little impurity can cause a breakdown chain reaction.
Now mixed with so many other people's spirits, what is born is not the original flame lion, but some kind of ghost zombie.
The original primordial Pinnacle was dead long before we knew it.
This stinking ghost zombie is just running by chance. If it runs too long, there will be huge internal chaos, leading to huge internal conflicts.
The strength of the ghost fragments of Yuanying is not the same as that of previous emperors. Now there are a small number of maggots like the emperor's spirits that are dim and unable to support the whole.
The inner conflict of the spirit is reflected in the slow reaction of the flame Saint lion, which makes Zhao Shi escape from life.
"Die, let me end your pain."
The red light of the blood lotus sword flashed, turning into a blood moon, and beheading the flame lion.
In the roar of anger, the huge claws of the flame protruded and suppressed to the blood moon. The surrounding golden red flame like a tsunami solidified the sky, making the blood moon slightly stopped, and the blood light was burning rapidly in the flame.
However, when the Giant Claw was stunned, the surrounding golden flame and solidified space suddenly sprang out, just like an illusion.
The blood and moonlight are in full bloom. A wound of several hundred meters is cut behind the flame Saint lion. A stream of golden red flame magma flows to the ground, forming a flowing magma river.
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Although he fled for his life ahead of time, the huge mouth of the flame Saint lion seems to be some kind of supernatural power. Almost at the moment when his mouth is opened, a light flame boundary is laid in a circle of tens of miles.
The flame boundary is becoming thicker, and the huge flame boundary space is shrinking rapidly.
Zhao Shi's scalp was numb and his spine was trembling. He was absolutely sure that if he fell into this flame magic boundary, he would definitely die without life.
"In?"
He looked again at the pale golden flame above his head.
"Yes, but not again."
Huang Huo's feeble voice appears in Zhao Shi's ear, and a layer of golden flame appears on his blade.
The speed of the Blood Sword burning the golden flame soars, stabbing at the weak spot of the observed flame boundary, and the golden flame annihilates and disappears, dissolving a small part of the boundary.
The red light of the blood will pierce through most of the remaining flame boundary. When the golden red flame boundary is about to close, it is dangerous to escape.
Boom!
The huge flame border was reduced to the size of a fist, and then exploded. Zhao Shi, who was crazy for his life, could even detect several black reticulated lines in the center of the explosion, which flashed by.
There are cracks in the space!
A cool air went straight to his head, which was the first time that Zhao Shi saw the space broken in the world.
Although the monks of Yuanying period have already set foot in space, they can't break the space anytime and anywhere. If they want to break even a trace of space, they need to work hard to do it.
From the golden flame, which was as dim as the head of a firewood, came Huang Huo's voice of despair with a cry: "Zhao Shi, we are finished.
Although this guy's head is a little broken, but his strength is too strong, we can't stop it if it goes on like this! "
Zhao Shi's blood essence burned and ran away crazily. The light of his sword turned into a filament, which flashed and disappeared: "you don't care, just run away with me."
The red sword light escaped only two breaths. The space fluctuated. A huge flame claw fell quietly from the sky, blocking the sky and holding down Zhao Shi's head.
"Kill!"
Trapped in the cage, Zhao Shi roared, his whole blood and flesh, as well as all the blood and bones of some players in the blood sea camp burned, turning into a sword with endless killing intention and cutting into a huge flame claw suppressed by the sky.
Zizi ~
the sword of deep red blood flowing like flowing water was cut on the huge flame claw. It was very difficult to tear open the gap between the huge flame claws. It took a long time to tear half of it.
Like a mosquito, the flame claw slapped the red sword light of Zhao Shi to the ground, and smashed the ground into a huge claw shaped pit. The gray pit wall was smooth, hundreds of feet deep, like a cliff abyss.
Shooting at the bottom doesn't mean stopping. The golden red fire lights up. The rolling golden red flame flows out. Surround the red sword light inside, and burn it into molten iron and ashes.
In the torrent of fire, the red aura on the body of the blood sword was burned instantly. The rolling flame directly contacted the metal body of the sword, burning it red and bright. The complicated and dense array patterns appeared.
After only half a breath, the sword, which is stronger than the Millennium iron, becomes softer and softer. The body of the sword is bent. Even drops of blood like blood are forced out of the sword, and the whole body of the sword is burned to ashes by the golden red flame.
"It's hot!"
"Help, I'll be burned to death!"
Within a breath, the blood lotus sword faintly appears to collapse, and the many sword threads it carries collapse. 688 players form a large array, which bears the ultimate strength beyond the array itself. They have to transmit the pressure to the end nodes of the array, and some players die at all times.
Within a short breath, nearly 100 Ningzhen environment players and Ningzhen type II puppets turned into ashes and died completely.
"It's over, Zhao Shi. Why don't we go to my world of expeditions and come back when we are strong? "
The voice of the pale golden flame was despairing, with a rush of excitement and expectation.
Zhao Shi didn't pay attention to him, his heart was still calm like a lake, waiting for something in silence.
The sky suppresses the world's flame. Suddenly, the huge claw shakes inexplicably. Like the sea, the endless golden red flame stops, exposing the blood lotus sword to the air again.
"Well, what the hell is this?"
The blood lotus sword has a very fast reaction speed. At the moment of chaos, it burns its mana, turns into a blood light, stabs through the gap between the huge claws of the flame, and quickly flies back to the sky through the claw shaped ravine.
The huge claw of the flame lifted up, and the golden red flame surged in again, but the action was staggering and the reaction speed was slow. It was easily evaded by the blood lotus sword.
Blood lotus sword came to the sky, but did not escape for the first time. Divine sense swept the huge flame lion.
“…… Ancestors I... "
“…… Fire... "
The body of the flame Saint lion became staggering, and a broken spirit of the flame Saint lion was faintly visible in Zhao Shi's vision.And the twisted figure of the Taoist priest wearing the crown of the emperor in his spirit, like a maggot crawling on a corpse.
"It stinks!"
Zhao shitouding's dim golden flame retreated again and again, becoming the first time since the fire gave up the Fengshui treasure land of zhaoshiding.
At the moment when the shadow on the head of the flame lion appeared, a sense of stench that only the spirit could feel came out, and went deep into the soul, as if it had been dropped into a dungpit. It was disgusting.
"The flame lion royal family is good courage, with the sacrifice of the emperors of all ages to save such a card."
Zhao Shi turned a blind eye to the stench from the spirit perception and said with admiration.
This flame lion is clearly dead, and there is still a trace of incomplete spirit left, but it does not know how to reach an agreement with the flame lion royal family, so that the soul of the emperors of all ages can be put into its body.
With their soul for the silk thread to repair and fill their own spirit, the final show is such an effect.
However, the soul is the most exquisite is pure and unique, mixed with a little impurity can cause a breakdown chain reaction.
Now mixed with so many other people's spirits, what is born is not the original flame lion, but some kind of ghost zombie.
The original primordial Pinnacle was dead long before we knew it.
This stinking ghost zombie is just running by chance. If it runs too long, there will be huge internal chaos, leading to huge internal conflicts.
The strength of the ghost fragments of Yuanying is not the same as that of previous emperors. Now there are a small number of maggots like the emperor's spirits that are dim and unable to support the whole.
The inner conflict of the spirit is reflected in the slow reaction of the flame Saint lion, which makes Zhao Shi escape from life.
"Die, let me end your pain."
The red light of the blood lotus sword flashed, turning into a blood moon, and beheading the flame lion.
In the roar of anger, the huge claws of the flame protruded and suppressed to the blood moon. The surrounding golden red flame like a tsunami solidified the sky, making the blood moon slightly stopped, and the blood light was burning rapidly in the flame.
However, when the Giant Claw was stunned, the surrounding golden flame and solidified space suddenly sprang out, just like an illusion.
The blood and moonlight are in full bloom. A wound of several hundred meters is cut behind the flame Saint lion. A stream of golden red flame magma flows to the ground, forming a flowing magma river.
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Although he fled for his life ahead of time, the huge mouth of the flame Saint lion seems to be some kind of supernatural power. Almost at the moment when his mouth is opened, a light flame boundary is laid in a circle of tens of miles. The flame boundary is becoming thicker, and the huge flame boundary space is shrinking rapidly. Zhao Shi's scalp was numb and his spine was trembling. He was absolutely sure that if he fell into this flame magic boundary, he would definitely die without life. "In?" He looked again at the pale golden flame above his head. "Yes, but not again." Huang Huo's feeble voice appears in Zhao Shi's ear, and a layer of golden flame appears on his blade. The speed of the Blood Sword burning the golden flame soars, stabbing at the weak spot of the observed flame boundary, and the golden flame annihilates and disappears, dissolving a small part of the boundary. The red light of the blood will pierce through most of the remaining flame boundary. When the golden red flame boundary is about to close, it is dangerous to escape. Boom! The huge flame border was reduced to the size of a fist, and then exploded. Zhao Shi, who was crazy for his life, could even detect several black reticulated lines in the center of the explosion, which flashed by. There are cracks in the space! A cool air went straight to his head, which was the first time that Zhao Shi saw the space broken in the world. Although the monks of Yuanying period have already set foot in space, they can't break the space anytime and anywhere. If they want to break even a trace of space, they need to work hard to do it. From the golden flame, which was as dim as the head of a firewood, came Huang Huo's voice of despair with a cry: "Zhao Shi, we are finished. Although this guy's head is a little broken, but his strength is too strong, we can't stop it if it goes on like this! " Zhao Shi's blood essence burned and ran away crazily. The light of his sword turned into a filament, which flashed and disappeared: "you don't care, just run away with me." The red sword light escaped only two breaths. The space fluctuated. A huge flame claw fell quietly from the sky, blocking the sky and holding down Zhao Shi's head. "Kill!" Trapped in the cage, Zhao Shi roared, his whole blood and flesh, as well as all the blood and bones of some players in the blood sea camp burned, turning into a sword with endless killing intention and cutting into a huge flame claw suppressed by the sky. Zizi ~ the sword of deep red blood flowing like flowing water was cut on the huge flame claw. It was very difficult to tear open the gap between the huge flame claws. It took a long time to tear half of it. Like a mosquito, the flame claw slapped the red sword light of Zhao Shi to the ground, and smashed the ground into a huge claw shaped pit. The gray pit wall was smooth, hundreds of feet deep, like a cliff abyss. Shooting at the bottom doesn't mean stopping. The golden red fire lights up. The rolling golden red flame flows out. Surround the red sword light inside, and burn it into molten iron and ashes. In the torrent of fire, the red aura on the body of the blood sword was burned instantly. The rolling flame directly contacted the metal body of the sword, burning it red and bright. The complicated and dense array patterns appeared. After only half a breath, the sword, which is stronger than the Millennium iron, becomes softer and softer. The body of the sword is bent. Even drops of blood like blood are forced out of the sword, and the whole body of the sword is burned to ashes by the golden red flame. "It's hot!" "Help, I'll be burned to death!" Within a breath, the blood lotus sword faintly appears to collapse, and the many sword threads it carries collapse. 688 players form a large array, which bears the ultimate strength beyond the array itself. They have to transmit the pressure to the end nodes of the array, and some players die at all times. Within a short breath, nearly 100 Ningzhen environment players and Ningzhen type II puppets turned into ashes and died completely. "It's over, Zhao Shi. Why don't we go to my world of expeditions and come back when we are strong? " The voice of the pale golden flame was despairing, with a rush of excitement and expectation. Zhao Shi didn't pay attention to him, his heart was still calm like a lake, waiting for something in silence. The sky suppresses the world's flame. Suddenly, the huge claw shakes inexplicably. Like the sea, the endless golden red flame stops, exposing the blood lotus sword to the air again. "Well, what the hell is this?" The blood lotus sword has a very fast reaction speed. At the moment of chaos, it burns its mana, turns into a blood light, stabs through the gap between the huge claws of the flame, and quickly flies back to the sky through the claw shaped ravine. The huge claw of the flame lifted up, and the golden red flame surged in again, but the action was staggering and the reaction speed was slow. It was easily evaded by the blood lotus sword. Blood lotus sword came to the sky, but did not escape for the first time. Divine sense swept the huge flame lion. Ancestors I... " Fire... " The body of the flame Saint lion became staggering, and a broken spirit of the flame Saint lion was faintly visible in Zhao Shi's vision.And the twisted figure of the Taoist priest wearing the crown of the emperor in his spirit, like a maggot crawling on a corpse. "It stinks!" Zhao shitouding's dim golden flame retreated again and again, becoming the first time since the fire gave up the Fengshui treasure land of zhaoshiding. At the moment when the shadow on the head of the flame lion appeared, a sense of stench that only the spirit could feel came out, and went deep into the soul, as if it had been dropped into a dungpit. It was disgusting. "The flame lion royal family is good courage, with the sacrifice of the emperors of all ages to save such a card." Zhao Shi turned a blind eye to the stench from the spirit perception and said with admiration. This flame lion is clearly dead, and there is still a trace of incomplete spirit left, but it does not know how to reach an agreement with the flame lion royal family, so that the soul of the emperors of all ages can be put into its body. With their soul for the silk thread to repair and fill their own spirit, the final show is such an effect. However, the soul is the most exquisite is pure and unique, mixed with a little impurity can cause a breakdown chain reaction. Now mixed with so many other people's spirits, what is born is not the original flame lion, but some kind of ghost zombie. The original primordial Pinnacle was dead long before we knew it. This stinking ghost zombie is just running by chance. If it runs too long, there will be huge internal chaos, leading to huge internal conflicts. The strength of the ghost fragments of Yuanying is not the same as that of previous emperors. Now there are a small number of maggots like the emperor's spirits that are dim and unable to support the whole. The inner conflict of the spirit is reflected in the slow reaction of the flame Saint lion, which makes Zhao Shi escape from life. "Die, let me end your pain." The red light of the blood lotus sword flashed, turning into a blood moon, and beheading the flame lion. In the roar of anger, the huge claws of the flame protruded and suppressed to the blood moon. The surrounding golden red flame like a tsunami solidified the sky, making the blood moon slightly stopped, and the blood light was burning rapidly in the flame. However, when the Giant Claw was stunned, the surrounding golden flame and solidified space suddenly sprang out, just like an illusion. The blood and moonlight are in full bloom. A wound of several hundred meters is cut behind the flame Saint lion. A stream of golden red flame magma flows to the ground, forming a flowing magma river. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
