Sanniang was slightly stunned, this Heaven Devouring Holy Beast still hides its strength?

Looking at Sanniang's stunned appearance, Swallowing Heaven said earnestly: "In this world, not necessarily what you want to see is true, it may be that others want you to see, understand?"

Sanniang nodded as if she didn't understand.

Swallowing the sky has a feeling of playing the piano with the cow, so he simply stopped talking.

Sanniang didn't ask much, at least for now, Tian Yuan didn't have a 'worry about his life'!

......

Sunset Pilgrimage, the Land of Ruins.

Ye Hao stroked the vermilion gate carefully, and suddenly felt that there was a bulge, so he touched it carefully, and felt that there was a word engraved on it.

Ye Hao told everyone about this discovery, and everyone also stroked it carefully on the door.

After a while, they found the four small protruding bags on the door.

The four of them put together the fonts they found and composed the four words 'to, force, break, and zhi'!

Taken literally, it is obviously a forced break-in.

"Have the four of you cracked this gate!" Wearing a red dragon robe was the Beacon Fire Holy Dynasty's ruler, the Yan Saint King, his temper had always been hot, and at this moment, seeing that Ye Hao and the four of them had some ink, he couldn't help but have a fire in his eyes.

Ye Hao smiled: "The four of us have cracked the secret of this door, but we can't open this door, it says that it is broken by force, and the cultivation of a few of us is far from enough." ”

"Break it with force, it's not easy, flash card!"

The Flame Saint King let out a low snort, and circles of flames appeared around him, and his face turned red.

Seeing this, Ye Hao and the four of them immediately retreated to the side.

"Roar, open it for me!"

A giant fireball quietly formed, slammed into the vermilion gate, and at the moment the fireball hit, the vermilion gate emitted a faint light, and then the giant fireball disappeared.

It was as if it had been swallowed up by the vermilion gate.

"Huh?" The Flame Saint King frowned slightly, what is this?

Just as everyone was puzzled, a fist-sized fireball suddenly flew out of the door.

This fireball was more than ten times smaller than the one that the Yan Saint King had just thrown!

Bang!

Before the fireball reached the Flame Saint King, it was frozen in the air by a sudden wall of ice on the ground, and then turned into slag.

Beside the Yan Saint King, a young man wearing a snow-white ice cicada robe suddenly appeared and said, "This door is strange, let's shoot together!"

"Good!"

The Flame Saint King and the man in green clothes shot together.

This time, it was a fireball surrounded by circles of ice blades, enveloping the power of the Spirit Saint King and bombarding the vermilion gate.

Just like last time, it quietly disappeared and then quietly reappeared, but its size was several times smaller.

At this time, the Ya Saint King sneered, "What's wrong with the two Saint Kings? The attack is so weak and powerless, is it possible that you didn't eat when you came!"

The Yan Saint King had always disliked the person beside him who spoke in a weird manner, and said slightly angrily: "You have the ability, you can come, don't make yourself look very powerful, you are also the Holy King of the Spirit, who is more powerful than whom?"

"Hmph!" the Saint King snorted coldly, obviously disagreeing with what the Saint King had just said.

Hands used spiritual power, the figure moved slightly, stepped forward, and appeared directly in front of the vermilion gate, and then the palm of his hand slapped lightly, directly on the vermilion gate.

Squeak!

A crack crept opened in the door.

The smug look on Yasheng King's face couldn't be stopped, but before he could speak, he felt a strong fluctuation suddenly come from the door, and then the whole person was shocked and retreated dozens of steps before stopping his figure.

"Hahaha. The Yan Saint King laughed and said, "I thought our Ya Saint King was so powerful, but it's just a soft-footed shrimp." ”

Yasheng Wang's face was pale.

At this time, Ye Hao stood up and said, "If you still want to go in, go up together, use all your attacks, and don't leave any room!"

With that, a fiery red long sword appeared in Ye Hao's hand, and Ye Hao took the lead in attacking the vermilion gate.

Then there were the three of Zhou Yu, each of whom encouraged his spiritual power to storm the gate.

Although the cultivation of the four people was not high in the eyes of these Holy Kings, their enthusiasm still played a little role, and everyone made their own small calculations and attacked the vermilion gate together.

Boom Boom!

In this way, the vermilion gate withstood one attack after another, and it didn't take long for the vermilion gate that emitted a demonic red light to be full of holes.

After withstanding the assault it shouldn't have endured at this time, the gate finally collapsed.

But inside the palace was darkness, and nothing could be seen.

At this time, the Yasheng King quietly came behind Ye Hao and the four of them, and used a wave of spiritual power to directly push the four of them into the darkness, and whispered in the ears of the four of them: "It's your turn to behave, cannon fodder!"

The four of them were wrapped by the Spirit Saint King using a spiritual power and threw them directly into the red palace.

The Yan Saint King looked at this scene and said, "That's your own brother, you really can do it, you are worthy of being a rebel son who killed his father!"

"This is my family business, and it's your bird business!" said King Yasheng's face was impatient.

The attention of the two who wanted to quarrel was suddenly attracted by the screams coming from the hall, and the two groups of people rushed into the hall in unison.

Just after the two groups of people left, a middle-aged man with a burly figure and a cold face appeared in front of the red palace.

There was also a group of soldiers behind him, and as far as the eye could see, these soldiers were actually monks from the Lingxiao Saint King Realm, all of them wearing golden armor with golden scimitars, and there was a big 'ancient' word engraved on the armor on his chest.

He had been here for a long time, and he had witnessed the whole process, and it was natural that he had something very important to do before he appeared after these people had entered.

At this moment, the corners of his mouth flashed with a slight sneer.

With a wave of his big hand, he rushed in with twenty monks from the Spirit Little Saint King Realm.

......

Sunset Pilgrimage, in the vault of the Royal Palace.

The father-in-law of the Sunset Saint Dynasty sat on the futon with a smile on his face, and his body was still glowing with a faint red light.

And around him, there were fireballs, ice blades, palm prints, sword lights, and other attacks full of spiritual power.

I saw that the old man stretched out his palm, grabbed a fireball casually, and swallowed the fireball directly into his stomach with a big mouthful, and after burping, his own cultivation actually increased slightly.

"The attack of the Holy King in the Spirit is really delicious, it is much easier than penance, but unfortunately, that's all left, but they should have already entered the main hall. ”

"Hopefully they'll like the gift I have for them, hahaha. ”

After laughing, he took a piece of ice blade, like eating an orange, threw it directly into his mouth, chewed it twice, and swallowed it into his stomach, and his cultivation increased slightly.