"Obtaining the Burial Heaven Sword means becoming the future master of the Burial Heaven Clan. What god realm do I need to go back to?

"Haha, if you destroy this kid's soul, then the confession status of the Burial Heaven Clan will be reported!"

Thinking of this, the Crocodile Dragon God King couldn't hold back his excitement.

"Boy, count yourself lucky! This king used to torture your divine soul for thousands of years, but if you don't kill your divine soul, this king will not be able to recognize the lord with the Burial Heaven Clan!"

"You can die!"

The words of the Crocodile God King fell, and he had already acted.

The iron ropes that he had turned into with the power of the two incense flames suddenly turned into two crocodile dragons that devoured the heavens and the earth, devouring Zhao Ritian's nine divine souls.

The crocodile's blood basin was in control, and a breath of incense law was violently swirling, and the infinite pulling force was generated in the center of the whirlpool.

At this moment, it was not that Zhao Ritian's spirit did not want to escape.

It's him, indeed, who doesn't have the strength to escape.

He, in front of a god-king level powerhouse, is too weak.

And the Burial Heaven Clan, although it can cause damage to the power of incense, but in a short period of time, it cannot extinguish the power of the incense of the Crocodile Dragon God King.

Moreover, the Crocodile Dragon God King still has more than 300 million crocodile dragon members, a steady stream of sacrifices, and the purest power of sacrificial incense.

For two days, the crocodile dragon swallowed Zhao Ritian's remaining nine divine souls into his stomach.

Zhao Ritian's divine soul, collapse!

With the power of incense to block it, the blood light of the Burial Heaven Sword could not shine in, and Zhao Ritian's collapsed divine soul could not be reorganized.

"Huh, not dead yet?"

The Crocodile God King was a little surprised.

He only felt that after his crocodile dragon devouring soul devouring divine power was cast, even ordinary gods could be destroyed with a godhead.

But he could still feel a trace of Zhao Ritian's remnant soul will, and in the refining of his incense power law, he was tenaciously surviving.

That's right!

A remnant of the soul!

Zhao Ritian's remnant soul was originally refined by life and death, and it was almost immortal and indestructible.

"Die!

The cold voice of the Crocodile God King resounded in.

The power of soul refining is increased!

At this moment, Zhao Ritian felt that even his almost immortal remnant soul was slowly worn away without the blood light repair of the Burial Heaven Sword at this moment.

Death, Come!

In the moment before death, many pictures flashed in Zhao Ritian's mind.

Past life.

of this life.

When he has nothing, he, like all little people, has struggled and struggled.

When he got ahead, he was about the same as all the strong men, and he was full of spirit.

From an ordinary secular family boy, he had occasional adventures, step by step, became a strong man, and walked to the pinnacle of life.

There have been hardships and pains, life and death escapes, intrigues, and of course, happy times, murder and treasures, and drinking and talking.

People he knew, people he killed.

Those who love him, those who hate him.

At this moment, it was all echoing in Zhao Ritian's heart.

This life is coming to an end.

When it really came to death, Zhao Ritian calmed down.

Surprisingly calm.

"Lingling!"

Suddenly, Xiao Lingling's loud shouting voice resounded in Zhao Ritian's remnant soul thoughts.

Zhao Ritian's calm heart, at this moment, suddenly had a kind of reluctance.

"Little Lingling, farewell. After I die, you will find a master who is stronger than me and confesses the Lord. Remember, you must not recognize this crocodile dragon god king as the master, and remember to avenge me, do you know?"

Zhao Ritian said.

"Lingling!"

Xiao Lingling shouted loudly, it said that it didn't want Zhao Ritian to die.

It says it's angry!

It said it was going to burn the crocodile god king!

"Hmm. ”

Zhao Ritian nodded weakly, at the last moment, he just wanted to listen to the cute loud shouting with the little guy.

Suddenly, he realized that something was wrong.

"Huh?"

How could the power of the law of incense stop refining his divine soul?

His soul looked around weakly, and at some point, a familiar purple refining flame warmly enveloped his remnant soul.

"Little Lingling, yes...... Is that you?

Zhao Ritian said with some surprise.

"Lingling!"

Xiao Lingling said that it hadn't been unsealed yet, but when it was angry, the nine sword intent didn't seem to be able to trap it.

Between heaven and earth, all things are born and restrained by each other.

The little spirit spirit's Phantom Lotus Demon Fire is the nemesis of any spirit and blood in the heavens and the earth, it can restrain Xue'er to the death, but when fighting against Lei Yin, its power of corroding the law void body is not as great as Xue'er.

It's not that the ability of a small force is not as good as Xue'er, but Xue'er's ability is just enough to restrain the law void body.

Today, the same thing.

The blood light of the Burial Heaven Sword, but the power of incense, does not prove that the Burial Heaven Sword is weaker than the Little Spirit Spirit's Ghost Lotus Demon Fire, it can only be said that the Burial Heaven Sword does not restrain the power of incense.

But now the little spirit spirit's Phantom Lotus Demon Fire is the nemesis of the power of incense!

After the power of the incense touches the Lotus Demon Fire, it ignites at one point!

"Lingling!"

Facing the power of incense, Xiao Lingling had already drooled.

Zhao Ritian found that Xiao Lingling's restraint on the power of incense was even more restrained than the blood of the spirit.

It was as if a barrel of oil had suddenly been poured into the fire.

Moment.

Bang!

Incinerate and explode!

The crocodile dragon transformed by the power of the two incense flames that devoured Zhao Ritian ignited like gasoline under the fire of the little spirit spirit's phantom lotus demon.

The blood light of the Burial Heaven Divine Sword shone in without the barrier of the power of incense.

Zhao Ritian's divine soul, which was on the verge of annihilation, was resurrected with full blood in an instant!

"Lingling!"

Xiao Lingling was very happy to see Zhao Ritian's soul recovering, it flew in front of Zhao Ritian's thirty divine soul in the sea of fire, and shouted loudly.

It also triumphantly said that it was not afraid of the Burial Sword now.

But Zhao Ritian could still hear that in this little guy's triumphant voice, there was obviously a lack of confidence.

However, Zhao Ritian still felt the difference between Xiao Lingling.

First of all, the aura of the little spirit spirit was infinitely close to the real Lotus Demon Fire aura in the Land of the Sword Shrine.

Secondly, the flame of the little spirit spirit carried a pure ancient sword intent. It is this sword intent that makes Xiao Lingling have the capital that is not afraid of the blood light of the Burial Sky Sword.

Finally, it is the Little Spirit Spirit's Phantom Lotus Demon Fire, which can not only be burned, but also transformed into sword intent to kill!

And outside!

The Crocodile God King was dumbfounded again.

"Lotus Demon Fire?"

"The ancient sword intent in this fire, is it ......?"

The Crocodile God King seemed to have thought of something, and his scalp tingled for a while.

The power of incense can exist parallel to the laws of heaven and earth, and it can break free from the power of the seal and cast spells, which is mysterious and weird.

However, there is one thing that the power of incense is most afraid of, and that is the Lotus Demon Fire!

It's so sudden!

Suddenly, the crocodile dragon god king didn't react.

Almost in the blink of an eye.

The little spirit spirit's ghost lotus demon fire had already burned from Zhao Ritian's sea of consciousness to Zhao Ritian's body, and then the entire incense altar was ignited.

Today's little spirits, how can they talk the same thing?

It has grown into nine lotus petals.

Its speed has already reached 800 meters per second!

Its initial incineration damage was only afraid that it would reach an immeasurable level for Zhao Ritian.

"Little Lingling, burn him!"

Zhao Ritian, who had been aggrieved for a long time, roared angrily.

It's really feng shui in turn!

Zhao Ritian didn't care about luxury, he quickly refined a wisp of dragon soul qi, and then the thirty divine souls quickly reunited.

He was in control of the flesh again.

Outside his physical body, there is the ghost lotus demon fire of the little spirit to protect him.

At this moment, it is already a sea of fire.

Wherever there is the power of incense, the little spirit spirit's ghost lotus demon fire can be ignited in an instant.

His divine consciousness radiated.

In the face of the flames that burst into the altar, the crocodile dragons around them who were crawling on the ground did not react.

They believed that their Crocodile Ancestor was omnipotent.

They subconsciously thought that this flame was also the Crocodile Dragon Saint Ancestor exerting supreme magical powers to exterminate the Thirty-One Clan Alliance outside.

This moment.

Zhao Ritian finally had the confidence to look directly at the Crocodile Dragon God King's incense void body in front of him, which was already surrounded by a sea of fire.

He felt the horror of the Crocodile God King.

"Kill him, kill him for me!"

The Crocodile Dragon God King in the shock also came back to his senses.

He hurriedly gave orders to the crocodile clans around him.

The power of his incense can't be compared to the Lotus Demon Fire, but the power of the laws of heaven and earth can.

There are also three crocodile dragon powerhouses of the Martial Emperor One Heavy Realm around.

"Holy Ancestor, this is ......"

The patriarch of the crocodile dragon clan, Aoba, raised his head in fear when he heard the transmission of the crocodile god king.

He felt very wrong.

Why did the voice of the Holy Ancestor sound so flustered and frightened?

Also, who are you going to kill?

"He's killing this Terran!

The Crocodile God King roared in horror.

All the members of the crocodile clan finally reacted at this moment.

Something happened!

On this side, Zhao Ritian was shocked when he saw that the crocodile dragon clan had come back to his senses.

That's against the whole race!

The vast scene of the collective spell casting of the thirty-one clans, Zhao Ritian still vividly remembers.

You must know that this crocodile dragon clan also has more than 300 million members.

If it is a collective spell, can the little spirit spirit resist it?

"Not good!"

Zhao Ritian hurriedly took out the array materials from the storage ring, wanting to arrange the teleportation array around.

But this can take tens of seconds at the earliest.

"Xiao Lingling, can you hold up for dozens of seconds?"

Zhao Ritian asked hurriedly.

"Lingling!"

Xiao Lingling shouted loudly, saying that he didn't want to run away at all.

It said that he was already a true Ghost Lotus Demon Fire, and that it could burn these people!

However, it says that it needs Heaven and Earth Aura and Soul Crystals as energy for incineration.

"It's easy!"

Zhao Ritian can only believe in Xiao Lingling now.

He took out all the heaven and earth spirit liquid and soul crystals in the storage ring and let the little spirit spirit go to incinerate.

None of this is a big deal.

As long as he doesn't die.

On the side of the Tongtian Business Alliance, he has 150 million top-grade soul crystals in his account!

"Lingling!"

Xiao Lingling shouted excitedly, there was such energy, it was enough for it to burn for a long time.

And Zhao Ritian also found that the speed of Xiao Lingling's sea of fire burning and expansion is now more than a hundred times that of before.

This little guy is really getting really terrifying!

Sure enough, it was as Zhao Ritian expected.

With more than 300 million crocodile dragons, in the face of the Ghost Lotus Demon Fire Sea of Little Spirits, the most correct choice is to cast spells collectively.

Freeze the world and freeze the world.

Zhao Ritian,Finally experienced for himself,The power of a group of spells.。。

However, the premise of casting a spell is that it requires the aura of heaven and earth.

The essence of the spell is nothing more than the operation of the laws of heaven and earth, and then the power exerted through the aura of heaven and earth.