"This is?!" Ji Xueyin only felt that the temperature in the space had risen a lot all of a sudden, and the scorching fireball was hanging high in the sky of the world. The red light shot to the ground like a rocket, leaving the ground of the Cloud Sect as if it was on fire, reflecting the flames that were boiling like oil. Transpiration, suffocation, fierceness, and stuffiness make the cells and fibers of the players explode from the trembling.

The leaves trembled gently in the sunlight, gradually drying up, turning into a thin layer of steam that drifted through the air, and the bewildered insects whirled and flew until they flew high into the air, only to be reduced to ashes.

At this moment, all players see a negative status called Ignite appear on their status bar. In this ignited negative state, health drops by 300 points every 1 second, which is not enough for a few minutes based on the player's current health limit.

Just when the players of the Liyun Sect looked at the fireball in the sky in despair, in the main hall of the Liyun Sect, Xian Yunzi's body swept out, he couldn't open the realm, he couldn't stand in the void, he could only raise his head and ask, "Who is the senior?" What is the purpose of coming for me to leave the Cloud Sect? ”

In the sky, Zhu Rong said politely: "Old man, you are the head of the sect here, right?" ”

"It's me."

After speaking, Xian Yunzi wiped the sweat from his forehead, under this terrifying temperature, he was almost about to faint, but he still endured it to stabilize his body. He knew that a lot of people here were watching him. No matter what you say, he is the head of the Liyun Sect, how can he fall like this.

"In Xia Zhurong, the purpose of coming to your sect is just to ask you about someone. Can Guanyang be here? Zhu Rong spoke slowly, although his tone sounded polite, but it revealed an invisible coercion, which made it impossible to refuse.

"I don't know." Xian Yunzi's waist straightened and opened lightly.

"You should know, old man." Zhu Rong is still in that tone.

"Get out!!" As the rolling word in Xian Yunzi's mouth fell, in the back mountain of Liyun Sect, dozens of ginkgo biloba leaves containing sword intent cut towards Zhu Rong in the sky like a gust of wind.

"Huh? There was actually a trace of heavenly power in this leaf. Zhu Rong's footsteps shifted, and he sighed lightly in his mouth, and then he snapped his fingers lightly, and these ginkgo biloba leaves mixed with sword intent were instantly burned to ashes.

"Please go back!" From the back mountain of the Cloud Sect, an ancient voice of vicissitudes suddenly came.

Zhu Rong's eyes narrowed slightly, and he noticed the extraordinaryness of this ancient ginkgo tree. But... Nor did it make him change his mind.

"You're going to stop me?" Zhu Rong looked at the ancient ginkgo tree, the temperature around him rose a few points, the earth behind the Yunzong Mountain had long been dry and cracked, and everything withered, but only this stout ancient ginkgo tree maintained its emerald green luster, and under the light of the fire, it was like a giant jade tree.

"I can't stop you."

"But even so, I'll stop you!" Two vines shot out from the mountain behind the Liyun Sect like giant pythons, and they gradually became thicker, dancing wildly in the sky, looking like two dragons from a distance.

Zhu Rong's expression remained unchanged, and before the two thick vines touched him, they directly turned into ashes and floated in the air, raining down a rain of ashes.

"You can't stop me." Zhu Rong made a move with one hand, and a longbow covered with flames appeared in his hand.

This bow is the fifth place in the Lingwu list, and this is the strongest bow Lingwu in this second world! According to legend, it is owned by Hou Yi of the poor clan, and has the miraculous skill of nine consecutive shots, which is powerful and can hurt people even if there are no arrows.

Speaking of which, there is also a certain relationship between the sun-shooting bow and the formation of Amaterasu's culture.

"Huainan" said that Yao Shi came out on the tenth day, the grass and trees were scorched, Yao Mingyi shot on his back for ten days, in the middle of the nine days, and the nine blacks in the day were all dead, falling his wings, so he stayed for one day.

Hou Yi used this bow to shoot nine golden crows in a row, and all nine golden crows died, leaving only one golden crow. Why is it said that there is a direct causal relationship between the sun-shooting bow and the eight domains of Amaterasu, the Dongying people take the sun as a spiritual symbol, and the original totem is a golden crow. This is also the culture of the original Amaterasu. These are all myths and legends derived from Hou Yi's shooting of the sun.

When this sun-shooting bow appeared in Zhu Rong's hand, his whole temperament changed drastically, and he saw that he pulled the sun-shooting bow to the full moon, but no spiritual arrows appeared on the bowstring.

The Sunbow dominates the scorching heat and can hurt even without arrows.

When he let go of the bowstring, the mountain behind the Cloud Sect exploded, and the ancient ginkgo tree directly turned into a pile of charcoal, leaving only half of the trunk, which still retained its emerald green color.

Xian Yunzi's waist straightened, ignoring the coercion, pointing his fingers at Zhu Rong angrily, and shouting angrily with all his strength: "Villains who recklessly act with their strength, even if you kill us all, you won't get what you want!" ”

"Really?"

Zhu Rong raised his eyebrows, and slapped his big hand at the void, the air shook violently, and Xian Yunzi's expression was suddenly frozen for a moment, and in the next second, his whole person was directly turned into ashes.

No one thought that the head of the Liyun Sect would be killed like this! He is the enlightenment master of Sword Song!! Everyone in the Cloud Sect has red eyes, but the life of the NPC is only once, and if it dies, it will be gone, actually... It was erased with a casual shot?

It's not an exaggeration to call this ability a god, right?

Liyun Sect, what kind of existence did it provoke?

An aura of despair spread from under the sky, and soon filled the entire land.

For many players in the Liyun Sect, the Liyun Sect in the second world is like their home, and Xianyunzi's predecessors are like the elders of the family, although he sometimes says a lot of big truths, but Xianyunzi has always been a very kind old man, and he cares about the disciples in the sect.

Now, as soon as he died, the disciples of the Liyun Sect were all very sad, and even some female players couldn't help crying, and the entire Liyun Sect suddenly fell into a desolate and sad atmosphere.

"Hello, let me ask you again, where is Guanyang now?" Above the sky, the god-like figure spoke lightly again, and his polite tone made everyone's scalps tingle.

He just wiped out a life at random, and he was able to say such things expressionlessly as if he was nothing.

"I'm here!!" In the crowd of players, a figure swept out, he was holding the Qinglong Glaive Knife, facing Zhu Rong in the sky, Ling Ran was not afraid.

"Give me Lingwu, but I won't die." Zhu Rongfeng opened his mouth lightly.

Guan Yang's eyebrows erupted with a fierce energy, and he shouted angrily: "There is no one who is afraid of death here, if you want Lingwu, you can get it yourself!" ”

(End of chapter)