The red flame cruises in the white forest, just like a red firebird walking through the forest, and everywhere it goes, it ignites a dazzling red fire.

The white forest is the battle array of ghosts, and those white enemies with blades or bows and arrows will not take a step back even if death is in front of them.

Because they themselves are not afraid of the existence of such emotions.

The firebird was the red-haired swordsman, and the long sword wrapped in rags behind him was still unsheathed, but the surface of his body was already burning with a red and clear flame.

Qian Mo stood in the middle of the flames, facing the almost endless ghosts of the white night.

The man walked calmly and slowly through the streets of bluestone, constantly shooting arrows with bows and arrows, and constantly intertwining with sharp blades. But these pure white bows and swords began to burn as they touched the circle of flames. until it disappears into nothing.

No soul attack could penetrate the red flame burning on his body, as if the fuel of that layer of red flame was a pure white soul.

Conversely, any ghost who comes into contact with him will also be burned to ashes by the flames.

It was as if it was a red lotus karmic fire from hell that possessed the power to burn souls.

In the fourth spring of Qingli, he stood on the streets that were almost in ruins, and he was surrounded by countless flowing white mist, as if a white sea was under his feet.

He was independent of the Sea of Souls, his expression slightly lonely, and no one knew how he did it, as the only man who had the right to witness was carrying out his killing.

Those were the purest souls, but they were scattered by him in the simplest way, turning into a sea of souls that could no longer be condensed on the ground.

The Seventh Prince of the Empire seems to be able to do anything you can't ever believe.

He calmly looked in the direction of his ally, and his words were peaceful:

"I'm done here, how about you?"

The words pierced through the night and reached the man's ears.

The red flame stood still in the forest, and he completely ignored the arrows that followed, and spoke quietly:

"Oh yes." Red Lotus'. ”

As the word slowly spat out of his mouth, the red flames around him instantly began to swell tangled.

That layer of red flame trembled and trembled, and gradually stretched out a flame as thin as a cicada's wings to the outside, as if a clear and translucent flame lotus flower was slowly blooming around him.

It was a flower made entirely of flames, layers of blood-colored petals with the temperature of molten iron, and those soul-forming attacks melted into naught the moment they touched the petals, and the successors continued to move forward without fear.

They are mindless warriors, immortal, selfless and fearless, so these ghosts of the night would be a nightmare for any army if they were on the battlefield.

But at this moment, none of this can be true.

The soul-burning power possessed by this delicate flame lotus flower is not the purifying burning of the fourth spring of Qingli before, but purely uses the soul as firewood, and the more spirits pounce on it, the more bright and moving the lotus flower will become.

Watching the red lotus bloom from the buds to the extreme, it seemed that the person who was manipulating the spirit behind it finally felt heartache, and the ghosts of the white night that swarmed up began to recede like a tide, leaving only the flaming lotus flower blooming in the middle of the street.

"The unique Chiyan of the Nihuang clan can be developed by you to develop such a powerful killing weapon, which is really admirable." Qingli looked at the lotus road in the fourth spring, and his tone was calm and thoughtful: "This lotus flower is very interesting, can you consider changing hands?" ”

"No, I have a master in my family, and she has always liked such strange things, and I'm going to keep them as gifts." The red lotus began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye, but in the blink of an eye, Qianmo showed his figure, and he held the delicate red lotus flower in his hand, which was delicate as if it was carved from the purest red crystal. "It's heart-warming to burn the souls of thousands of people in so much time."

After saying that, he concentrated on the lotus flower lightly, and countless streamers spread out like fireflies, rising into the sky. Only then did he seal the lotus flower into the void: "It's an unexpected gain, isn't it?" ”

"It's really merciful, let go of those soul cores, and the power of this fire lotus will be lost by at least half." In the fourth spring of Qingli, he was noncommittal: "Why bother? ”

"Although there is no guilt in killing people like this, the essence of killing does not change." Qian Mo shook his head and replied calmly.

"If the ordinary realm powerhouses are here, these ghosts can really easily pile up dozens of realm peaks, but we all have the means to restrain them, and I am curious to know now what we have to face next." Qingli Sichun smiled: "I'm afraid that the Eighth Elder is already starting to mobilize people to destroy us, he must guard the center, and the Thirteen Elders must also maintain the magic circle, I am really looking forward to whether he will send that weapon out." ”

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The center of Lanyin City

The silver-haired young man known as the Eighth Elder looked at the infinitely flowing silver river in the crystal ball and sneered slightly: "Prince Xi Che is really good, if it weren't for the Star Lord's order, then the deity would definitely break you into ten thousand pieces." ”

Then he pondered for a moment, and said to the silver-haired woman behind him: "You lead the team to monitor them, remember, you must not make a move before the prince draws his sword, as for after the knife is drawn, it will be as ordered by the star track before." ”

"He is such a proud Royal Highness, but it is ironic to have a sister like you who absolutely restrains him."

Xingxi received the order and silently dissipated into the air.

Then the Eighth Elder spoke quietly: "All the members of the Formation Eye, all assemble on the main road, snipe those two intruders, of course, allow killing." ”

In countless corners of the city, low voices began to be heard one after another, and his handsome young face showed a happy smile.

At this time, another silver-cloaked member of the Dark Star behind him stepped forward and whispered in his ear, "Eighth Elder, if we pay such a loss just to get rid of the prince, the Star Lord will definitely not like it. ”

The Eighth Elder smiled: "Actually, I feel that as a sacrifice at the funeral of that prince, the ants in those realms are really a little disqualified. ”

"He still enjoys the supreme favor of the Star Lord and the Great Elder, if he doesn't offer some sacrifices, then how can he be embarrassed to kill such a great genius."

"If you're dead, you're dead, anyway, under the heavenly realm, you can have as much as you want."

"But......" the man hesitated, still trying to admonish.

The Eighth Elder looked at the black sky and shook his head: "However, it is a pity that such an outstanding genius would put so much effort into a weapon. ”

Saying that, he looked at the sky and laughed wildly, almost out of shape: "It is really an extremely pleasing and exciting thing to let my sister close those golden eyes for her with her own hands." ”

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Xing Ze opened his hand to stop Ao Xuehua, and in front of them, a dark shadow flashed.

"What is this?" Ao Xuehua was puzzled: "Aren't they going to guard the formation?" ”

Xingze smiled: "I'm afraid that Xingsha finally wants to get rid of Brother Xi Che, the star lord is too spoiled by Brother Xi Che, even if the star track can't really put him to death." However, if Brother Xi Che really slaughtered so many Dark Star members, then the next cleanup would be logical. ”

The boy in front of him said such words in a logical tone.

But Ao Xuehua doesn't feel that this will be logical:

"Can that scum do it? He's just the pinnacle of level twenty-eight. ”

The silver-haired boy smiled vaguely: "If it were anyone else, naturally it would not be possible." ”

Then he looked into the far corner, and his eyes showed an unparalleled fanaticism:

"But he is the seventh prince of Sturt, the king of monsters in his body."

Ao Xuehua looked at his expression and couldn't help but be shocked, so the princess decided to change the topic and asked, "So, where is Ye Qing imprisoned?" Do you know? ”