The ancient battlefield was a place where death and gloom converged, and the sky was dark and dreary in normal times. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

But at this moment, in the corner of the ancient battlefield, on the top of the firmament, a scorching heat wave was spreading rapidly, sweeping thousands of miles of clouds in an instant. Wherever the heat wave passed, the dark sky was like a rag that had been overburned, and it was full of holes for a while.

Through the cracks in the clouds, people only saw roaring and surging waves of fire, with the occasional red tongue of fire spewing out twisted waves.

A large cloud hanging over the high sky was instantly evaporated.

Rolling magma-like flames, surging in the high heavens, an astonishing scorching heat, spread throughout the ancient battlefield.

At this moment, all the Yin Souls and all living beings in the Ancient Battlefield felt a terrifying burning heat from the depths of their souls.

The flames that suddenly emerge from the void contain the strongest power of heaven and earth, and are the nemesis of all dark creatures.

"Woo woo woo ......"

In the ancient battlefield, all the Yin spirits screamed in terror.

A black torrent of yin spirits quickly surged away from the area where the flames appeared.

"This is the scene when the 'Burning Heart Heavenly Fire' descends, who is here to survive?"

Mo Feng Daoren, Xu Lao Mo, and all the powerhouses of the Six Great Holy Sects who entered the ancient battlefield all looked at the boundless waves of fire surging in the distant sky in disbelief.

In the depths of the ancient battlefield, there were also several mysterious figures wearing silver masks, looking at the boiling fire without saying a word.

"I wish you a girl, you must survive this catastrophe smoothly."

The Bone Demon Ancestor muttered to himself, secretly praying for Zhu Hong's tears.

And under the catastrophe, there is also a chase scene.

Yang Wentian tried his best to escape at this moment, but he couldn't get rid of Zhu Hong's tears.

And as Zhu Hong's tearful figure moved, the calamity in the sky also moved.

Yang Wentian felt the power of natural disasters above the heavens getting stronger and stronger, and his heart became more and more fearful.

"Zhu Hongtear, don't you want to die?" Yang Wentian looked back at Zhu Hongxian who was chasing after him, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't you know the horror of the 'Burning Heart Heavenly Fire'." At this time, you should wholeheartedly think about how to survive the calamity, instead of wasting your energy on the old man and me. ”

"Even if I am distracted to deal with you, I can still survive this disaster."

Zhu Hong's tears were not salty or light, as if he didn't put the fire of the sky in his eyes at all.

"Crazy, you madman!"

When Yang Wentian heard this, his face stiffened, and then he roared towards Zhu Hong's tears without grace.

At this moment, Yang Wentian felt that regret in his heart.

If he had known that Zhu Hongtear's injury would heal so quickly, and if he had known that Zhu Hongtear would be so crazy, he would not have come to chase and kill Zhu Hongtear.

"Today, you, the quasi-supreme, will fall here."

Zhu Hongtear said indifferently, and suddenly pinched the magic with both hands.

The breath of the rolling avenue spread out from Zhu Hong's tears, and a half-black and half-white yin and yang Taiji diagram appeared around the body of Yang Wentian.

The Yin and Yang Taiji diagram is centered on Yang Wentian and slowly rotates.

A trace of incomparably feminine and tenacious power, like hundreds of millions of incomparably tough steel wires, wrapped Yang Wentian's body around it, making Yang Wentian's figure completely stop.

"Not good."

Yang Wentian felt the wisps of flexible power firmly wrapped around his body, his face changed, and he immediately released his own avenue - a bead curtain that seemed to be connected by countless small suns.

The bead curtain continued to rotate around Yang Wentian's body, releasing wisps of blazing sun true fire, quickly burning the Yin and Yang Taiji Diagram that encompassed Yang Wentian.

However, just when the bead curtain had just burned the Yin and Yang Taiji Diagram and Yang Wentian had regained his freedom, a thunderbolt-like fire came.

"Bang!"

There was a loud thunderclap, and a catastrophe fire suddenly fell from the heavenly calamity fire in the sky, and slashed horizontally on a barren mountain not far in front of Yang Wentian.

In an instant, the barren mountain burned in its entirety, and then quickly melted into fiery red magma.

At the same time, Yang Wentian also felt that he was locked by an extremely terrifying Tianwei.

As soon as Yang Wentian raised his head, he immediately saw that in the midst of the calamity in the sky, some areas suddenly turned into dark black, and a trace of cold and dark water vapor suddenly diffused from the boiling fire waves.

"This is the vapor of weak water!"

Seeing a trace of cold and dark water vapor gushing out of the fire wave, Yang Wentian's face immediately turned pale.

Weak water is the most terrible kind of water in the world.

There is a cloud in the ancient scriptures: "Eight hundred quicksand realms, three thousand weak water depths, goose feathers cannot float, and the reed flowers sink at the bottom." ”

There are few substances in this world that can float in weak water.

Therefore, weak water can drown almost everything.

Moreover, the weak water also contains an extremely terrifying melting power, which can dissolve not only the body of the monk, but also the will and soul of the monk.

It can be seen that weak water is terrible.

And the last of the three calamities of the Yuan Shen is the "Three Thousand Weak Floods".

There is no doubt that compared to the two calamities of "Nine Yin Wind Disaster" and "Burning Heart Heavenly Fire", the "Three Thousand Weak Flood Disaster" is much more terrifying.

Since ancient times, the number of Yuanshen Realm monks who have been able to survive the "Three Thousand Weak Floods" can be said to be very few, less than one percent of all Yuanshen Realm monks.

This is also the reason why there are so few Pure Yang Supremes.

Now that there is weak water vapor in the sky, it is obvious that the "three thousand weak floods" are coming.

There is no doubt that the "three thousand weak floods" are aimed at Yang Wentian.

"How did things come to this?"

Yang Wentian looked at the more and more weak water vapor in the sky, and was verbose.

After Zhu Hongxian saw the appearance of weak water vapor, he no longer pursued Yang Wentian, but quickly retreated, widening the distance from Yang Wentian.

She knew that the "Three Thousand Weak Floods" had come, and Yang Wentian had been completely involved in this disaster by her, so she didn't need to waste her energy on Yang Wentian anymore.

"Boom!"

A cloud of fire slashed down on Zhu Hong's tears, the space was split, and the atmosphere exploded.

And after that fire, there were more fires, like a dense meteor shower.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth seemed to have turned into ovens, and the rolling heat wave cruelly baked the earth and mountains below Zhu Hong's tears, and large areas of land and mountains quickly melted into boiling magma.

In the face of this menacing "Burning Heart Heavenly Fire Tribulation", even if it was Zhu Hong's tears, she didn't dare to be careless, she immediately showed her lotus law, a ten-story tall lotus with two lotus flowers growing on the top, one black and one white, and the lotus was filled with a trace of mystical yin and yang rhyme.

Zhu Hongxian stood on top of the black lotus, and the girl in red stood on top of the white lotus, and the two of them held the Dharma seal at the same time.

Billions of mystical yin and yang talismans emerged on the surface of the lotus law, and the black and white extreme yin qi and white extreme yang qi surged out of the black lotus and white lotus flowers like a flood that broke the embankment, flooding half of the sky.

Immediately, one after another black yin and yang taiji diagrams appeared in the sky.

Fluttering ......

Countless Yin and Yang Taiji diagrams swirled and roared towards the clusters of calamity, crushing one after another of calamity fires.

It was like a fireworks feast, and countless calamities were crushed in the Yin and Yang Taiji Diagram, and then scattered to the ground below.

In an instant, the whole land seemed to be set on fire, and the land burned with fire for hundreds of miles, except for the land and rocks that had melted into magma.

Zhu Hongxian suddenly controlled the lotus law phase and rushed into the endless calamity of the clouds, and took the initiative to attack, no longer passively dealing with the calamity.

Boom, the endless calamity fire in the high sky boiled, as if it was angered by Zhu Hong's actions, and all the calamity surged towards Zhu Hongtear's position, like a boundless raging wave, completely submerging Zhu Hongtear's figure.

Even, all the calamity fires were still compressed and condensed around Zhu Hong's tearful body, and finally formed a super fireball several kilometers in size.

The temperature in that fireball was terrifyingly high, and the space around the fireball was distorted and cracked.

"Master should be able to survive this catastrophe smoothly."

Lu Jing looked at the huge fireball that wrapped Zhu Hong's tears, but he wasn't too worried in his heart.

Zhu Hongtear's talent is already amazing, and the background is also extremely profound. Moreover, Zhu Hongtear has the True Body of the Origin of Fire, and in the face of this kind of flame calamity, it is much easier to deal with than other monks. In addition, she also comprehended the mystery of the innate Dao species.

If such red tears can't survive the "Burning Heart Heavenly Fire", then I'm afraid that there will be no one in the True Spirit Realm who can survive the "Burning Heart Heavenly Fire".

At the same time as Zhu Hong's tears survived, there was another person who was also suffering.

The other person is naturally Yang Wentian.

I saw where Yang Wentian was, and the sky seemed to be faulted, cracking a huge gap thousands of miles long.

Endless black weak water gushed out from the fracture, forming a huge waterfall.

That waterfall was so big, too majestic.

However, that extremely magnificent and majestic black waterfall contains a terrifying power to annihilate everything.

I saw that everywhere the black waterfall passed, the void was silently annihilated, and even the earth below melted silently into an incomparably huge gap.

The gap was so huge and deep that the black waterfall fell straight down from the sky, and then went straight into the depths of the gap, as if it were flowing directly down the gap into the center of the earth.

Not a single drop of water splashed out of the gap.

"Is this the 'Three Thousand Weak Floods'? It's horrible. ”

Lu Jing looked at the black waterfall that crossed the world and secretly gasped.

Compared with the catastrophe of the "Burning Heart Heavenly Fire", the power of the "Three Thousand Weak Floods" that annihilates everything silently is even more chilling.

At this moment, Lu Jing also saw Yang Wentian struggling in the endless weak water.

I saw Yang Wentian's face frightened in the weak water, constantly throwing out powerful and terrifying magic weapons and various forbidden weapons and forbidden talismans, wanting to protect himself with the help of many magic weapons, forbidden weapons, and forbidden talismans.

It's just that no matter what magic weapons, forbidden weapons, and forbidden talismans Yang Wentian throws out, they will quickly dissolve in the endless weak water.

After a while, Yang Wentian had no more treasures to throw, and could only rely on his own strength to resist the weak water.

"Boom! ——”

Yang Wentian showed his bead-shaped avenue, and stimulated all the power of the little suns on the bead curtain avenue.

In an instant, countless small suns burst out at the same time with a blazing light that shook the heavens and the earth, and the entire heaven and earth were turned into a blazing white.

At the same time, Yang Wentian's body also suddenly soared to ten zhang high. Moreover, his muscles swelled all over his body, and crimson sun god lines appeared on his skin.

On top of that, his hair stood on end, turning crimson.

At this moment, Yang Wentian seemed to have turned into a sun god, and his strength was extremely strong.

There is no doubt that in order to resist the "Three Thousand Weak Floods", Yang Wentian has already urged his strength to the extreme.

Thundered......

After thoroughly demonstrating his strength, Yang Wentian held his bead-curtain-shaped avenue with one hand, and continued to wave at the black waterfall, setting off an earth-shattering storm of flames.

Sneer......

A large amount of weak water was evaporated by the firestorm, and a huge vacuum appeared in the black waterfall.

Yang Wentian was overjoyed when he saw this, and he wanted to break through the black waterfall and rush out of it.

It's just that as soon as Yang Wentian's body moved, the thickness of the black waterfall skyrocketed dozens of times in an instant.

"No!"

A desperate roar came out of Yang Wentian's mouth, waving the beaded curtain avenue like a vent, continuously attacking the black waterfall.

It's just that no matter how Yang Wentian attacked, the Black Waterfall was never penetrated.

At the same time, as time passed, the power contained in the bead-curtain avenue in Yang Wentian's hand became weaker and weaker.

Soon, all the little suns above the Bead Curtain Avenue became dim.

"Boom ————"

At a certain moment, a large amount of black weak water instantly filled the vacuum area opened up by Yang Wentian, and also completely submerged the Bead Curtain Avenue.

I saw that the small suns on the Bead Curtain Avenue were in the billowing water, quickly extinguished, and then disappeared completely.

Yang Wentian was also swept back into the endless weak water.

"I didn't dare to be killed in a pit like this!"

Yang Wentian screamed miserably, his body quickly dissolved in the weak water, and then his primordial spirit also completely dissolved in the weak water.

A quasi-supreme who stood at the pinnacle of countless living beings in the True Spirit Realm fell in front of Lu Jing like this.

"This ...... How is this possible, the quasi-supreme powerhouse Yang Wentian actually fell like this. ”

On a big mountain, the people of Jiuhe River, who had just escaped from the earth, witnessed the fall of Yang Wentian with their own eyes, and they were so shocked that even their mouths grew up, and they were completely speechless.

Farther away, Mo Feng Dao Ren and Xu Lao Mo suddenly changed their faces at the moment when Yang Wentian fell.

"Yang Daoyou has fallen." Mo Fengdaoren's face was gloomy as water, and he said.

"Hateful. Unexpectedly, Yang Daoyou was actually killed by Zhu Hongxian in this way. Yang Daoyou died unjustly. ”

Xu Laomo gritted his teeth and said, and he couldn't help but secretly say that he was lucky, fortunately, it was not him who went to Zhu Hongxian after getting the news earlier. Otherwise, it would not be Yang Wentian who died now, but he Xu Lao Mo.

"What now? Zhu Hongtear's injury has been healed, and nine times out of ten, he will survive the 'Burning Heart Heavenly Fire' and be promoted to the late stage of the Yuan Shen Great Cultivator. So, do we continue to hunt her down? Mo Feng Daoren said, looking at Old Demon Xu.

"Let's evacuate here first, report the situation to the ancestors in our respective sects, and wait for the decision of the ancestors."

Saying that, Old Demon Xu would not, he directly tore the space and left the ancient battlefield.

Mo Feng Dao didn't say anything, and left with Old Demon Xu.

Joke, before Zhu Hongtear was promoted, the three quasi-supremes joined forces with a late stage of the Yuan Shen Great Cultivator, and they couldn't deal with Zhu Hongtear. And now Zhu Hongtear is about to be promoted to the late stage of the Yuan Shen Great Cultivator, at this time they are still here, do they want to find death?

So, if you don't leave at this time, when will you leave?

Soon, the people of the Six Great Holy Sects all left the ancient battlefield with the two quasi-supremes of Xu Lao Mo and Mo Feng Daoren.

And not long after Xu Lao Mo and the others left, the huge fireball that wrapped Zhu Hong's tears suddenly dissipated.

The figure of Zhu Hong's tears appeared in the void unharmed.

At the same time, there was also an extremely strong momentum belonging to the late stage of the Yuan Shen Great Cultivator, which spread out from her, and in an instant, it spread to the entire ancient battlefield.