The fire of the sky pours over the heavens and the earth, and the cave is like a Yan Ding refining the common people. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Above the sky, a black hole full of heavenly fire, like a piston, is slowly pressing down, as if to force all the people to the ground, swallow it into the black hole, and let the heavenly fire be refined.

"Don't, I don't want to die here, I'm a genius, I still have a great future, I still want to cultivate into a Great Luo Immortal, I don't want to die here......."

"No, my Daoist companion is still waiting for me to go back, I don't want to be here, I'm going out, Dragon Lord, please let me out......."

"Dragon Lord, I'm just a little immortal, I didn't rob you of the blood of the Holy Spirit, so you can raise your noble hand and let me go......"

The heavenly fire poured into it, almost oppressing a lot of nerves, and they collapsed one after another, kneeling on the ground, full of tears, and kept kneeling to Tai Nian, praying that Long Tian could let them go.

In response, a huge sea of fire was slowly pressing down on them.

Zhang Yang looked at the sky expressionlessly, all kinds of thoughts flashed in his heart, thinking about how to leave, there was the formation inheritance of the Mixed Yuan Three Talents Array, but he would only use it, and he would not arrange the formation at all, and the road of breaking the formation and going out would not work with the bank.

Breaking the formation with force is the stupidest method, the most trouble-free, but it is also the most demanding, he requires several times the strength of the formation to forcibly break the formation, this method, Zhang Yang sensed the surrounding space, tried it with a knife, Kenben can't break it, and this road can't be broken.

Thinking of a road that doesn't work, thinking of a way that doesn't work, Zhang Yang began to get upset, if he can't find a way, then he really has to wait to be killed by the heavenly fire in the sky, and his mana is exhausted.

Zhang Yang couldn't find a way to break the formation, turned his head to look at the people, and found that the others were similar to himself, all of them were impatient, with a trace of despair in their eyes, and they were walking back and forth restlessly.

"Are you really going to die here?"

Zhang Yang shook his head, very unwilling, he died like this, inexplicably and wonderfully crossed, and died inexplicably, it would be too wretched.

Just when Zhang Yang was upset and unwilling, he suddenly felt that something in the sea of fire in the sky was locking on him, Zhang Yang suddenly raised his head and looked at the sea of fire in the sky, except for the fire in the sky still falling, there was nothing else.

"Maybe I'm too upset and hallucinating!"

Zhang Yang shook his head, laughed secretly, lowered his head and thought hard about how to survive, how to get out alive, and at the same time regretted a little in his heart, why didn't he kill Long Tian earlier, kill him earlier, and not let himself be in danger.

Thundered!

The fire in the sky suddenly exploded, and the endless heavenly fire was blown away, and without restraint, it fell down like a downpour.

The heavenly fire descended and fell on some people with low cultivation, and before he could take precautions, he turned into a fire, and a scream burst out, turning into a rain of blood.

In the face of the overwhelming heavenly fire, Zhang Yang did not dare to be careless, and directly sacrificed the best innate spirit treasure pure world white lotus, scattered a white light to protect the whole body, and blocked the heavenly fire from his body, secretly breathed a sigh in his heart, looked up and looked out, Zhang Yang's face changed, and his eyes tightened.

The monk who was exploded by the Heavenly Fire turned into a rain of blood, and instead of being burned by the Heavenly Fire and turned into ashes, he suddenly flew into the sky and entered the sea of black holes in the sky.

"What's going on?"

In the face of such a strange and unreasonable phenomenon, although Zhang Yang felt that it was not a good thing, he didn't know what to do, so he surrendered his eyes to Bai Ze.

Bai Ze is known as one of the top ten marshals of the Heavenly Palace, with rich experience, and is by no means a simple character, not to mention that the mythical Bai Ze is known to know all things ghosts, gods, and things, and Zhang Yang naturally looks at him.

Bai Ze held up a medium-grade innate spirit treasure at this time, it was a golden mirror, and it emitted a piece of golden light to help his whole body, and at this time he was also watching the strangeness of the blood rain rising into the air and entering the black hole, as if he was aware of Zhang Yang's gaze, and when he looked back, he saw that it was Zhang Yang, instinctively put away the magic weapon, and walked away from it, like a thief, looking at him vigilantly.

There is no way, the means of flamboyant treasure grabbing are too clever, too powerful, and they can't be prevented, now they are trapped in the big array, and with the protection of the spirit treasure, there is a little more life, with the experience of the past, Bai Ze does not dare to reveal the innate spirit treasure in front of Zhang Yang.

As soon as Zhang Yang saw Bai Ze's movements, he understood that he must have misunderstood himself and wanted to snatch his spirit treasure, touched his nose, showed embarrassment on his face, took two steps forward, and went up to explain to Bai Ze that he didn't want to rob him of his spirit treasure.

But Zhang Yang took a few steps forward, and Bai Ze also retreated further, just not letting Zhang Yang get close, and not wanting to listen to his explanation, in short, he was vigilant and wary of him.

Zhang Yang felt bored for a while, and set his eyes on the head Feng Wu, Feng Wu didn't use the spirit treasure to protect herself, she herself is a phoenix in the fire, not afraid of the heavenly fire, in addition to being harmless, it is also very beneficial here, feeling Zhang Yang's gaze, Feng Wu turned back like a wolf, let him go, Zhang Yang once again set his eyes on Xuankong, Longdi, Lang Jianfeng The result was almost the same as Bai Ze's reaction.

Zhang Yang touched his nose, his face was helpless, and he was speechless for a while, feeling that he had become a plague god, who was afraid of seeing it, at this moment, the sky suddenly exuded a trace of ancient and noble breath, and in the sea of fire of the black hole, there was a violent churning, as if there was something to awaken and be born.

"Hey, how can this breath be a little similar to the blood of the Holy Spirit, no, it's the same!" Feeling this breath, Zhang Yang raised his head, his eyes stared at the violently churning sea of fire, and he sensed it carefully, revealing a trace of surprise.

"Holy Spirit? How can it be? Feng Wu, Long Di, and Xuankong changed their faces greatly, and they exclaimed at the same time, they still have the Holy Spirit

part of the bloodline, so they should be the deepest and most sensitive.

"Holy Spirit? What's going on? ”

Bai Ze's face was gloomy, his eyes showed a solemn look, and he said in a deep voice to them, it is not a trivial matter to have a relationship with the Holy Spirit, Zhang Yang is also very curious, listen to them carefully.

"I sensed the breath of the Holy Spirit in that sea of fire, and I felt it very clearly, and there was a voice faintly calling me to the sea of fire in the sky, and it seemed that the divine was awakening."

Feng Wu's face was solemn, and she slowly said her feelings. Xuankong and Longdi also nodded, their feelings were the same as Feng Wu's.

"Summoning? Arousal? Could it be that the Divine is sleeping here? ”

When Zhang Yang heard Feng Wu's words, he thought of what scared him, his face was ugly, if the Holy Spirit really slept here, then no one would be able to live, but then Feng Wu's words broke his association.

"The Holy Spirit has fallen in the primeval period, and it is impossible to sleep here, unless ........"

Feng Wu's next sentence brought up Zhang Yang's heart again, his brows tightened, he took a few steps, stared at Feng Wu, and asked in a deep voice: "Unless what?" ”

Feng Wu saw Zhang Yang rushing over, instinctively took two steps back, and showed a vigilant look on his face, but he quickly reacted, and looked at Zhang Yang with angry eyes.

"Unless ..... Holy Spirit is born again!"

After waiting for a long time, Zhang Yang saw that Feng Wu didn't speak, his face showed a trace of disappointment, and he was just about to turn around and leave, when he suddenly heard Xuankong say in a deep voice.

"Divine rebirth? You're not mistaken, right? ”

Hearing the word rebirth, Zhang Yang was taken aback, and he quickly turned his head to look at Xuankong, questioning him with surprise.

The resurrection of a saint, under the majesty and divine authority, no one present can live, and Zhang Yang has to be cautious in the crisis of life and death.

"Not sure." Xuankong shook his head, pointed to the rising blood water, took two steps forward, looked up at the sky and said: "This looks at this blood water rising into the sky, it is against common sense, this blood sacrifice is very similar, the blood sacrifice needs Yin Zi, and that Yin Zi is the blood of the Holy Spirit that we desperately want to fight for, with this Yin Zi, plus the blood sacrifice, this is obviously ........."

Xuankong didn't continue.

As if confirming the words of Xuankong, the rainbow fire suddenly descended violently again, and a more rich ancient, sacred, and noble aura emanated from above. crushed the crowd and staggered, and he was unsteady on his feet.

A mysterious aura instantly fell on the top of Zhang Yang's head, on the Pure World White Lotus, the Pure World White Lotus suddenly trembled, and burst out with a dazzling bright light, Zhang Yang was shocked, and he didn't understand what was going on.

Bang.

The Pure World White Lotus cracked a hole, and something flew out of it, and without waiting for Zhang Yang to reflect, he quickly escaped into the sky and the sea of fire, and everyone's cultivation was not weak, although he fled quickly, but he still saw it clearly for the last time, it was the bottle containing the divine blood.

The Pure World White Lotus is the highest grade innate spirit treasure of Zhang Yang, there is no room for difference, Zhang Yang hurriedly checked the Pure World White Lotus and found that it was fine, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then his mind sank into the Pure World White Lotus space, and there were many other items, except for the bottle containing the divine blood, Zhang Yang's face showed a sad look.

Everyone stared blankly at the sea of fire in the air, a trace of despair appeared in their eyes, and Xuankong's words were verified: "The Holy Spirit is really going to be resurrected!" ”

Do everything you can to use your magical powers, just for the holy blood to shake hands,

The yellow finch is even behind the praying mantis, and the bamboo basket is empty.