Chapter 408: Who's the Number of Days?

Blood splattered and screamed.

Wherever the Tianyang feather chain passed, one after another figures were pierced, or exploded, or cut off.

Not only is the front end of the feather chain extremely sharp, but every feather that forms the chain body is also like a divine weapon, and the edge is amazing.

Five long whips are in the sky, and the sky is full of golden light!

"Could it be that this is also witchcraft from the ancestral court?"

The great wizard of the Li nationality, Ah Hetai, who was floating in the air and releasing fireballs, changed his complexion greatly, and his heart was shocked.

Obviously, he didn't expect that in addition to the means he had shown when he killed the giant bird and beast, there was also the sun goddess.

At this time, in addition to Ahetai in the sea of fire, there was also a shadow shrouded in black robes, which was the lich that Chen Gou speculated would help the beast god unseal.

In fact, this lich had long been eyeing the Li Clan, and even if there was no Chen Gou, it would be a matter of time before he lured the Li Clan to help him seize the Bone Jade Witch Staff.

And the reason why Ahetai was able to exert the powerful black fire was also the power given to him by the beast god, otherwise with his own strength, he would not dare to come to the door at all.

In addition to the lich, the other three figures are all from the Incense Valley!

One of the young men and women is Li Xun and Yan Hong, and the remaining one is an old man with a clear and thin face, wearing a gray robe, simple and simple, with a calm demeanor, and nothing outstanding.

If you walk on the streets of an ordinary town, I am afraid that no one will be able to recognize this person as a monk.

But the looks of the two people standing behind him, not to mention Yan Hong, it was Li Xun, who had always been arrogant, and he also respected this old man very much, and he didn't dare to have a trace of slackness in his expression and demeanor.

Because this gray-clothed old man is the highest elder in the Incense Valley, except for the valley master Yun Yilan, who has cultivated to the highest elder!

At this time, Shangguan Ce stood with his hands in the void, and his vicissitudes of life were indifferent on his face, making it impossible to see his thoughts.

Li Xun and Yan Hong looked at the sun goddess with a look of horror, but they were also much calmer than the Li Clan's great wizard Ahetai, and Shangguan Ce in front of them was where their confidence lies.

"Isn't Incense Valley prides itself on being famous and decent, how can it be willing to degenerate to the point of colluding with the barbarians of Southern Xinjiang?"

Chen Gou's faint voice sounded, and it was directly transmitted to the sky in the silence.

At this time, he was still painting, his expression and posture were extremely focused, and his eyes never left the model except for the one he had glanced at before.

Through the light gauze curtain, Chen Gou's pupils reflected Xu Wanniang's turbulent delicate body, due to the stretching of the side, the entire convex delicate showed an undulating soul curve.

This situation should have been enchanting with fragrance, but Xu Wanniang's jade face has always been quiet and elegant, with a faint smile, making the whole delicate body exude a holy and beautiful atmosphere.

When everyone in the sky saw this scene, their reactions were different.

The lich and the great wizard of the Li tribe, Ahtai, were silent, their eyes glittering.

Among the three people in Incense Valley, Yan Hong looked solemn and didn't dare to make a sound, while Shangguan Ce still had that expressionless look, with his hands behind his back, condescending and quietly scrutinizing.

Only Li Xun had an arrogant personality, and he felt the mockery of the Incense Valley from listening to Chen Gou's words and deeds, and said angrily at the moment: "How can the evil sect know the number of days, and it is worthy of talking about me in the Incense Valley?"

"The number of days?"

Chen Gou slammed the brush with his right hand, raised his wrist with his left hand, squeezed out a drop of law essence blood from his fingers, and flicked his fingers towards the sun goddess standing quietly behind him.

"If you want days, then give you days. ”

As the words fell, the sun goddess floated in the air, and as golden flames rose from outside her body, a majestic and endless aura violently swept towards the heavens and the earth.

Big Day Fire!

The sun goddess at this time is not the scorching sun, but the scorching sun.

Within a radius of thousands of meters, from the sky to the earth, everything was illuminated by golden firelight, as bright as day.

The Li warriors who were sneaking quietly in the valley below, preparing to sneak attack the Miao cottage, were all visible, and they were clearly seen by the Miao warriors on the wall.

They were then greeted by a rain of arrows that had grubbed voodoo and been blessed by the witchcraft.

In the midst of the screams, the patriarch of the Li tribe, who was like a giant, roared and killed the cottage with his shield against the rain of arrows.

Behind him, countless Li warriors roared in unison, like a beast barking at the moon, with endless madness, killing one after another.

Everyone's eyes were red, exuding a demonic glow, and it seemed that they had lost their sense of pain, no matter how many arrows were shot at their bodies, as long as they did not shed the last drop of blood, they would not fall, and they kept charging and fighting.

Obviously, these Li warriors have also been blessed with special spells.

It is very likely that it is an evil spell from the beast god, and in fact...... Most of the spells of the beast god were learned from the witch Linglong, and they are fundamentally in the same vein as witchcraft.

However, the Miao people are not afraid at all, under the leadership of the great wizard, the light of the witchcraft of the three veins of the soul, the life, and the wish by the three veins of the soul flies, and the Miao warriors also get the bonus of witchcraft, and the combat power has skyrocketed.

Although not as crazy as the Li warriors, the momentum and fighting spirit are even better.

Almost ever, the two most ferocious and powerful barbarian warriors collided like a torrent, and blood splattered everywhere, and severed limbs flew sideways.

The night is burning, and people are crazy!

This must have been a battle that would determine the fate of the entire southern Xinjiang, and hundreds of miles within a radius of Qilitong were alarmed.

But in this battle of fate, it is the battlefield on the top of the mountain and the sky that really determines the outcome of the battle.

The Great Sun Fire was opened, and the Sun Goddess, who had entered the strongest state, stood in the air, and the golden Great Sun Calamity Fire was circulating on the feather coat and the wings of the stele, and the temperature was as high as 16,000 degrees!

Although this temperature was compressed inside the flame, and it would only completely explode after contact with it, at this time, at a distance of one or two hundred meters, the emitted flames still made Yan Hong and Li Xun, who had the lowest cultivation, feel more dazzling than the rays of the scorching sun in midsummer.

"Kill!"

The great wizard of the Li clan, Ahetai, roared angrily, his expression was hideous and he urged his mana, and he recited a strange spell in his mouth, and in an instant, more than a dozen huge fireballs condensed from the surrounding sea of fire, and smashed forward.

In the face of this, the sun goddess looked indifferent and motionless, allowing these fireballs to collide, and did not even intercept the five Tianyang feather chains.

As a result, all the fireballs crashed into the goddess, and suddenly, a black sea of fire completely enveloped her, and even the golden fire on her body was covered.

"It should be gone, right?"

The Great Wizard of the Li Clan, Ahtai, muttered to himself, although he didn't know why the Sun Goddess didn't resist, but he was very confident in the power of the black fire.

This black fire was indeed passed on to him by the beast god.

It was the beast demon that almost destroyed Southern Xinjiang and even the entire world a thousand years ago, and even the Linglong Witch was almost not an opponent.

However, when the flames died down a moment later, the peerless figure shrouded in the golden feather cloak still stood.

The feather coat is fluttering, the golden wings are bright, and the root ......

Unscathed!

"Why?"

Ahtai was dumbfounded, the scene in front of him subverted his worldview.

Even if he wanted to break his head, he couldn't imagine that there was still such an ability as "spell immunity" in the world.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

The sun goddess was indifferent and speechless, Ling Xuan was in the sky, her long hair was fluttering, like a goddess coming to the world, and the two Tianyang feather chains swept through the sky, drawing two heavenly marks, instantly piercing Ahetai left and right.

"Ahh

The screams were heartbreaking, and I saw the 16,000-degree calamity spread along the feather chain, and in an instant it came to Ahtai.

Only then did the great wizard of the Li clan discover that this golden flame was far more terrifying than his black flame, and it instantly ignited the clothes of the whole body, and then the skin, flesh, and bones......

Even the soul will be burned into nothingness!

This is the Great Sun Calamity, and his whole body is like being thrown onto the sun, although it is only the outer temperature, which may not be resisted by a wizard of his level.

After only two or three seconds, the wailing stopped abruptly, and Ahtai was already burned into the air.

Everything happened between breaths, so much so that Li Xun and Yan Hong were still stunned until Ahetai no longer existed.

"Lich, I won't kill you today, go back and tell the beast god, stop stirring up the wind and rain, the bone jade witch staff is here, and he can't come out without my consent. ”

Chen Gou said lightly, everyone only saw him busy on the paper with a paintbrush, but they didn't know what kind of painting he was creating.

"Besides, if the beast god doesn't come out, what kind of wind and waves can you stinky fish and rotten shrimp stir up?"

As soon as these words came out, a look of anger flashed on Li Xun and Yan Hong's faces, and it was hard for them not to suspect that they were also classified as stinky fish and rotten shrimp.

Even Shangguan Ce, who had been immobile like a mountain, snorted coldly, and finally spoke: "Incense Valley Town has been in the southern Xinjiang for thousands of years, and it is not unashamed to rely on it. ”

"So by what?"

The corners of Chen Gou's mouth showed a hint of mockery: "Do you rely on taking the Southern Xinjiang Wu Clan's Supreme Treasure Xuanhuo as your own, or do you rely on trading with the beast god to obtain the incomplete Eight Desolation Xuanhuo Great Array?"

"Honest words, Incense Valley is the right way, how can you be slandered?

Shangguan Ce's eyes were gloomy, and he did not hide his murderous intentions.

Of course, he knew that what Chen Gou said was the truth, but because of this, he couldn't let more people know about it.

Otherwise, the thousand-year-old reputation of Incense Valley will be ruined!

As the words fell, a cold light flew out of the gray sleeve robe, swirling and floating in front of him, and it was a fusiform ice spike with sharp edges and corners.

Nine Cold Condensed Ice Thorns!

Shangguan Ce's magic weapon of fame, the grade is so high, it has reached platinum.

Chen Gou looked up in surprise for the second time and glanced at it.

If even the grade of the Nine Shadows Ice Thorn has reached platinum, then what level are the Zhuxian Sword and Fu Long Ding?

Diamond?!

To be reasonable, he doesn't seem to have seen a diamond prop until now.

I was a little excited in my heart, but Chen Gou still retracted his gaze calmly.

As a great witch sect who is about to unify southern Xinjiang, he has to maintain an unfathomable bearing, which is commonly known as forced style.

Then he continued his painting, and said lightly: "If I were you, I would apologize, and then leave, and go back to ask the valley lord Yun Yilan to come over." ”

"Pretend, the old man wants to see how capable you are!"

Shangguan Ce's eyes were like knives, extremely sharp, and an ordinary old man exuded an irresistible edge at the moment.

Chen Gou sighed all his life: "Then your road will be narrow, old man......"

PS: The mushroom is almost a dried mushroom, and the next chapter will be later.