"This is impossible, the Bright Light Glass Cover is a holy treasure, only the saint-level combat power can break it, how can it be suddenly damaged!"

"Could it be that God is destined for me Yang Xun to die here, no, my life is up to me, I don't believe in fate!"

"No, I haven't stepped on the pinnacle of martial arts yet, how can I die like this, I'm not reconciled!

......

Looking at the bright-light glass cover with more and more cracks, the surviving human monks inside the cover roared madly with despair on their faces.

In the face of the fear of death, many people instantly become a little mentally disturbed, and the content of yelling and screaming is also varied.

In the chaotic crowd, You Lian's expression was unprecedentedly relaxed, he looked at the gradually shattering Mingguang glass cover, and showed a relieved smile: "Sure enough, the old man expected it to be good, this is the calamity in the old man's life, you can't hide it, the old man's life has long been hooked by God, and the old man is destined to die today!"

You Lian slowly closed his eyes and let go of the last trace of obsession in his heart.

Apprentice, the master is here to accompany you.

As if in response to You Lian's heart, when You Lian put down everything and closed his eyes and waited for death, the overwhelmed Mingguang glass cover finally shattered completely after a series of crisp sounds, and the blood-colored qi that was isolated outside the light mask surged into the crowd in the riot.

"Ahh

"Ahh

"Ahh

In an instant, everyone was covered with a large area of bloodthirsty qi, and in just a breath, seven or eight people were sucked into human bodies, and their deaths were hideous and terrifying.

Although some of the monks with higher cultivation did not die immediately, the restlessness of the qi and blood all over their bodies had made their skin turn red, the blood vessels in their bodies were cracked inch by inch, and a large stream of blood penetrated out from the sweat pores of the people bit by bit, dissolving in the blood-colored mist.

Everyone rolled on the ground and wailed, their limbs twitching, gradually turning into immobile corpses in the pain of blood leaving their bodies.

And as the blood of these people is continuously absorbed by the blood qi in the sky, Liu Ruohai's strength in the fierce battle in the air is also rising steadily, from barely parrying at the beginning, to now being able to win or lose with Wu Qi.

The screams of the people below naturally also attracted Wu Qi's attention, and when he saw that his junior disciples and those people of the Divine Treasure Pavilion had been buried by blood, a huge anger arose from the bottom of his heart, but when he saw his eyes red, he roared: "Blood Sea Old Demon, this emperor will definitely break you into ten thousand pieces today!"

"Hehe, what a thick qi and blood, the blood of the Soul Emperor master is really the best tonic!" Liu Ruohai deliberately smiled intoxicatedly, as if he wanted to provoke Wu Qi specifically.

"Ah! The old demon of the blood sea will die for Bendi!"

When Wu Qi heard that it was really as Liu Ruohai had planned, the anger in his heart burned, and he slapped a palm towards Liu Ruohai.

This angry palm power directly shattered the blood clouds, and the violent palm wind swung open, rubbing a burning flame, burning the entire canopy into a red color.

On the other side, Liu Ruohai faced this blow, did not dodge or dodge, but let out a quack laugh, and swung his fist towards Wu Qi.

Thundered!

The two were entangled together again, different from the fight just now, this time the two emperors used all their strength, and for a while, all kinds of forces in the sky above the Rainbow Mountain Range were mixed together, and the violent energy impact was scattered in all directions, and some of the higher peaks were all blasted into slag.

The shattered rocks fell from the sky, crushing a large number of ancient trees within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, and smashing huge craters thousands of meters deep on the vast earth.

Su Fan, who was in the Heavenly Demon Tower, saw the scene in front of him that seemed to be the end of the world, and while his heart was beating wildly, his desire for great power became stronger.

I don't know when, a flame called ambition slowly burned in Su Fan's eyes.

"Su Fan, I've already helped you get rid of those guys, how do you want to thank me?" said the little devil who stretched out his chubby little hand and tapped the corpses of the pile of human monks displayed on the magic glass.

These dead bodies were the same monks who had survived under that light mask just now.

After the Heavenly Demon Tower recognized Su Fan's martial soul, because the grade of the martial soul was low, it could not stay in the outside world for a long time, so after breaking the Mingguang fluency cover, it quickly escaped back into the turbulence of time and space.

Su Fan glanced at the corpses, those corpses were extremely miserable, all of them were sucked into human dryness, and if you didn't distinguish them carefully, you couldn't see the previous identity of the corpses.

However, this didn't bother Su Fan, he just took a few closer looks, and then recognized those people.

The corpses of acquaintances such as You Lian, Lou Sifang, Mu Jun, Chang Hao, and Yue Peng are all listed here.

Su Fan smiled lightly and said very happily: "These guys are finally dead!"

These five people have more or less had some relationship with him, and some of them even took the initiative to befriend him, but unfortunately, in the end, they all embarked on the road of becoming enemies of themselves.

Since they are enemies, it is reasonable for Su Fan to kill them.

At this moment, the little devil on the side tugged at the corner of Su Fan's clothes again and said, "Hey, Su Fan, you haven't said how to thank me yet?"

"Thank you?" Su Fan said with a little crying and laughing: "I'm a little monk of a low rank, what can I come up with to thank you?"

"It's okay if you can't get something!" the little devil smiled with his little hand behind his back: "I just need you a verbal promise!"

"Verbal promise, what promise?" asked Su Fan puzzled.

"You don't care about this!" The little devil snorted, and a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes: "You know it's good to promise me!"

"Okay, whatever you want!" Su Fan said with a shrug and a wave of his hand.

He didn't delve into these carefully, after all, in his opinion, his verbal promise was too insignificant for the little devil.

Is there a comparison between a boy under the age of sixteen and a spirit who has lived for an unknown number of years?

Apparently not!

Therefore, Su Fan didn't care what the little devil would draw on him, so he just let it go.

"Hey, that's good!"

The little devil smiled like a little fox.

Su Fan ignored the little devil anymore, and looked into the magic mirror again.

At this time, the Heavenly Demon Tower had already traveled to the time and space turbulence where the two Great Emperors were fighting, and the scene of the fierce battle between the two Great Emperors opened the eyes of Su Fan, who was observing at close range.

While observing the battle between the two emperors, Su Fan's own aura suddenly became a little unstable, and the little devil on the side smiled mysteriously when he saw this, and did not squeak.

At some point, Su Fan's eyes suddenly became hollow, and he fell into a deep epiphany again.

There were no more figures of the two Great Emperors in his mind, only a black big sword dancing with some chaotic swordsmanship moves, and Su Fan's entire consciousness also fell into obsession at this moment.

(End of chapter)

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