Under the attack of millions of people, not to mention, the Tianyuan Realm is an immortal desperate realm, and if it is besieged in a state of epiphany without resistance, it will definitely die.

"Haha! God help me! This is your death!" Sikong Sheng's face swelled with ecstasy.

"What the hell?" Mo Wen in the sky couldn't help but shake his head when he saw this scene, let's die, anyway, it's a clone.

At this moment, those martial arts smashed on top of Murong Han Yi's head.

Right now!

The space where Murong Han Yi was located suddenly separated from the outside world, forming a looming spatial barrier, and those martial arts smashed into the spatial barrier, as if they had been sucked into another space, and they were directly swallowed up.

There was no sound at all, thousands of martial arts were all sucked into the different space, and only a few energy overflowed, and even Murong Han Yi was not hurt at all.

"How is that possible!" everyone froze.

Sikong Sheng's ecstatic expression froze instantly, as if he had been struck by lightning, and he was dumbfounded.

It was the Void Soul Armor that Murong Han Yi had obtained from the ruins!

The Void Soul Armor melts into the soul and contains the laws of space, which can form a spatial barrier when attacked, unless the attack is strong enough to tear the space and destroy everything, it is difficult to hurt Murong Han Yi.

Murong Han Yi opened his eyes, a small black and purple fire dragon rose from his palm, Murong Han Yi stared at the fire dragon in his hand, a wisp of divine consciousness was imprinted into it, and two flame-like eyes appeared on the black and purple fire dragon.

"This move is the first secret technique I have created since Murong Han Yi, called "Dragon Fire Soul Summoning Technique"!"

"Today, I'm going to test you out!"

Murong Han Yi's voice fell, and the nightmare fire dragon in his palm, which was originally as small as an earthworm, instantly swelled into a thousand-meter-long flame dragon.

"Roar!" the flame dragon roared in the sky, and its huge figure rose into the air, opening its mouth to spew out a large mouthful of nightmare fire, gushing out in all directions, the terrifying temperature that made the surface melt and turn into a scorching lava field.

"It's not good! Run away!" The army of the barbarian country was already frightened, and where did they dare to hesitate, they would run away. The next moment, that flame rushed into the crowd like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and wherever it passed, the powerhouses of the Tianyuan Realm turned into charcoal, and the Innate Tianyuan Realm and the Immortal Desperate Realm directly turned into dust, killing and injuring tens of thousands of people in an instant.

"Don't escape!" Sikong Sheng shouted, pinching a magic trick out of his palm.

With his order, those Tian Yuan Realm powerhouses who were contaminated with demonic qi were completely demonized, all of them lost their minds, became mad demons, and rushed towards Murong Han Yi who was not afraid of death.

"Come again!"

Murong Han Yi clenched his fist, and another kilometer-long nightmare fire dragon was born from the palm of his hand.

"Boom!"

The dragon's tail swept away, like a fire burning into a swarm of ants, and the approaching demonized powerhouse turned into dust without even a second of support.

More and more magma has become more and more on the surface, and it has completely dissolved into a volcanic field.

Murong Han Yi grabbed the ground in the air, and the rolling magma began to boil, and then, ten red lava dragons were born in the magma.

"Up!" Murong Han Yiyao pointed out, and those lava dragons roared up to the sky and pounced on those demonized powerhouses.

The demonized powerhouse has no consciousness, only killing, frantically fighting with the lava dragon, relying on the tactics of the sea of people, he may be able to kill one or two, but Murong Han Yi keeps summoning, and more and more magma dragons appear on the battlefield.

"Kill them all!"

Murong Han Yi gave an order, and the two Nightmare Fire Dragons burst out like lightning, pounced on the Tianyuan Realm powerhouse who fled in the distance, and hundreds of lava dragons tore at the demonized Immortal Desperate Realm powerhouse.

The screams and explosions resounded non-stop, and within a radius of a hundred miles, it had completely turned into a sea of fire, with Murong Han Yi as the center, the earth was completely melted, and there was red magma in all directions, like a purgatory on earth.

In the attack of countless fire dragons, the strong man of the barbarian country had no power to resist, and fell like harvesting wheat.

"It's over!" Sikong Sheng was terrified.

If it goes on like this, let alone killing Murong Han Yi, even he won't be able to hurt a single cold hair!

What kind of perverted move is this, which can summon a powerful fire spirit?

After a while, Murong Han Yi looked at it, the million-strong army of the Barbarian Country had already been wiped out, and there were only three or two tenacious Tianyuan Realm and Immortal Desperate Realm left, barely breathing under the siege of the fire dragon.

Murong Han Yi slapped out a volley in the air, and the True Yuan Great Hand formed by the flames fell from the sky, slapping all the Heavenly Yuan Realm and Immortal Desperate Realm powerhouses who had not yet died into scum.

At this time, the million-strong army besieging Murong Han Yi did not leave a single one, and all of them died cleanly.

The twenty immortals besieging Mo Wen in the sky did not move, and retreated back tremblingly.

"Still want to escape?"

Murong Han Yi's vast soul power was frantically condensed in mid-air, and thousands of substance-like divine swords appeared in the void, standing sideways, and even the space was unnaturally distorted.

"Divine Consciousness Strangulation!"

Thousands of Divine Sense Swords flashed out at the same time, like a gust of wind blowing.

"Whew!"

The pupils of the twenty immortal desperate realm powerhouses widened, their bodies froze there, and their souls were twisted to pieces in an instant.

"Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!"

The next moment, everyone fell from the sky.

The corpses of these immortal powerhouses Murong Han Yi were not wasted, and they were collected from the storage ring, which would definitely be able to be used in the future.

Mo Wen fell, and the demonic energy in his pupils disappeared and changed back to his original state.

"Where's Sikong Sheng?"

"Do you still need to ask? I already took advantage of the chaos to escape!"

Murong Han Yi sneered, in fact, just now he could use the law of time to freeze everyone and then kill Sikong Sheng, but there was no need, Sikong Sheng couldn't escape from his palm.

"I have a question, why don't you let me kill those people, and leave it to you to kill?" Mo asked.

"Monks, don't be too murderous. ”

Murong Han Yi didn't explain, laughed lightly, and quickly chased in the direction that Sikong Sheng left.