It's too late, it's fast, from the very beginning, Bai Qi and the shadow clone who changed into 'Sword Demon-Ye Gucheng', a real fight between each other, and then the aftermath of the anti-shock wind soared wantonly, and the golden light and magic flames splashed like rain and injured the heroes......

It's a long story, but it's like a rabbit falling into a duck, and it's just a matter of lightning and fire, and it won't take more than twenty breaths at most!

However, within just twenty breaths, there were at least thirty or forty heroes from all over the Central Plains, Qilu, and Liaodong on the North Head Stand, who were devoured and annihilated by the dark golden demonic flames transformed by the white 'Mao Sun True Fire', and all the flesh and bones of the whole person were turned into ashes and scattered in all directions, and not even the slightest corpse remained.

However, this is only the beginning, and it is now a moment of effort to seize the situation on the meditation platform and draw up the most suitable next action plan.

On the north stand, there was already a flickering firelight, like a burst of spring thunder in the crisp air roar, mixed with the panicked roar of the heroes, and the dying wails before being completely swallowed by the flames, and there were bursts of human flesh and bones, when the flames were burned, the scorching smell emitted by the wind escaped, and the Chinese wanted to vomit and make people want to hide their noses and flee.

However, now the heroes from all over the north stand, one by one, are already like a bird with a bow, a fish that has slipped through the net, and the six gods can save their lives without a master, it is already a blessing to invite the heavens, and after going home, they must go to the temple to burn incense and return to the gods, no matter how foul it stints, the heroes have long been unable to take care of this much!

The dark golden steaming demon flame, swaying in the night sky, disillusioned, colorful like rain, gracefully falling, even more incomparably poignant, luxurious, like an elegant, cold and transcendent dancer, is dancing according to a mysterious rhythm that no one knows, like a crane dance, like a phoenix flying, as if there is a flame in the pitch-black abyss, lonely silence burning, full of a shocking quiet beauty.

To be honest, Bai Qi's dark golden demon flame transformed by the 'Mao Sun True Fire' true qi mana is not so fast and fast at all, although in Bai Qi's original plan, there will inevitably be some unlucky ghosts who fell into his Uncle Bai's confusing illusion, and they were burned at the stake and burned to death by Bai Qi's 'Mao Sun True Fire', otherwise he Uncle Bai would not be able to help the poor and save the heroes from fire and water, showing the supreme mind of the 'Jade Buddha' Venerable Universal All Beings and Compassion.

Moreover, Bai Qi's blessing on his own 'Mao Sun True Fire' is a very powerful illusion, but Uncle Bai's technique is extremely exquisite, and the timing of the spell is exactly the same, so he can take advantage of the void and take advantage of the moment when the ambitions are shocked to confuse their minds.

When the heroes saw their companions die tragically under the flames, and woke up from the shock, the illusion blessed by the 'Mao Sun True Fire' was not enough to affect the minds and minds of the heroes.

As long as the heroes from all walks of life on the north stand can calm their minds, just like the heroes of the south stand, and act in unison to evacuate the north stand in an orderly manner, then there will definitely not be too many casualties.

However, in the current situation, this idea is just a beautiful dream......

The north stand is not as general as Duan Yu's, the martial arts are superb and can suppress the existence of the heroes, for a while, everyone is fighting separately, you want to go east, I want to go west, some up and some down, thousands of people and horses are staggered together, greatly delaying the best time to escape.

Moreover, the group of males running around like headless flies will inevitably make mistakes in their busyness, and although the speed of the dark gold magic flame that seems to be dancing in the air is not fast, it will eventually fall down.

Almost in an instant, there were dozens of heroes from all over the world, because they were crowded in one place, and they couldn't dodge the dark golden demon flame that fell leisurely like snow, and the blazing spirit contained in the demon flame was incomparably fierce, and the domineering and flamboyant 'Mao Sun True Fire' erupted out, and the crimson flame was like a bloodthirsty and hungry beast, engulfing these people in an instant, and the tragic wail and sorrow sounded immediately, but it quickly weakened, and finally became silent.

The crimson flames are rolling and churning, the flames are brilliant and brilliant, but they are pure and flawless, like the finest glazed agate, and like a round of shrunken sunsets, gorgeous and majestic, magnificent and indescribable.

But in the eyes of the heroes, the stunning red flame light seemed to be a demonic face condensed by the sacrifice of human flesh and blood, hideous and terrifying, and it was mocking the self-immeasurability of the heroes, and the terrifying sound made when the flame burned the flesh was the hideous laughter of these purgatory demons.

'Mao Ri True Fire' is the most domineering fire among the thirteen treasure flames, with the heart fire against the sun fire, burning all things, domineering and unparalleled, its firepower is fierce and powerful, far from the ordinary fire in the red world.

Although the true qi mana of the 'Mao Sun True Fire' of Bai Qi is only at the level of the fourth layer of the true body of the gods and demons, it is still a very far away from the time of the completion of the 'Mao Sun True Fire', as if it was ten days in the sky, burning the sky and boiling the sea, and destroying all living beings.

Rao is like this, when Bai Qi's own 'Mao Sun True Fire' burns to the fullest, it also slightly melts the very hard rock ground of the North First Stand, and under the blazing high temperature, the rock surface gradually melts into glass-like crystals.

The flames flashed, the flames rolled, and the 'rumbling' of the air like thunder was mixed with bursts of creepy screams and wails, which came and went. The entire north grandstand seems to have turned into a sea of fire purgatory in an instant, a scene of the end of the burning city.

Under the scorching flames and high temperatures, the hot and cold air were rapidly exchanged and churned, causing the air around the north stand to be distorted, as if ripples in the water, quite a bit of mirage's illusory and ethereal fantasy charm.

The hot and cold air converged into the wind under the rapid circulation, and the bursts of high temperature and heat waves drifted away with the wind, rushing to the face, but the heroes were unconscious, not only did they not feel the slightest bit of blazing warmth, but only felt a strange cold chill that gradually spread in the body, condensing all the blood all over the body into ice, and the surrounding flames and high temperatures could not melt and dissolve it.

PS: The following does not count as words! Today is in a good state, Uncle Eyes gives face, writes a little more, and there is a chapter at 10 o'clock!