Nanming left the fire flag, the whale swallowed the endless power of fire, and the red bird on the flag came alive and flew on the flag, crying happily.

The man in white looked at the Suzaku banner that gradually recovered his breath and was lonely and silent, the Nanming Lihuo Banner, which was seriously damaged after that battle, was finally able to be repaired, Nanming Lihuo Banner Longwu Dynasty's Sheji artifact, and at the same time it was also a congenital artifact, Longwu Dynasty fell in that battle, he held Nanmingli Huoqi and Tianzun Emperor confronted, he lost miserably in that battle, just Mo Xiaoran borrowed a trick from Tianzun Emperor and almost let him die, if it weren't for the dynasty's Sheji artifact Nan Mingli Fire Banner Talisman, he would have died that year, and even the origin of the Imperial Dynasty Sheji Artifact Nanming Lihuo Banner A congenital chaotic fire was almost extinguished by Tianzun Emperor。

I can feel that the innate chaotic fire is nourished with the heart fire of the world after the underworld, and as the infinite earth fire is absorbed by the Nanming Lihuo Banner, the dim innate chaotic fire is rapidly recovering.

And just as everything was going well, the man in white instantly disappeared in place and appeared ten feet away, and where he had been standing, a pitch-black chain fluttered into the air.

"The master of the temple also did this kind of sneak attack. The man in white turned.

I saw a slightly chubby middle-aged man wearing a purple coat and a short beard under his chin standing fifty sheets behind him.

Looking at the huge portal underground, the expanding magma torrent, and in a short period of time, a radius of twenty miles has been reduced to a sea of magma fire, the purple man wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said with words in his mouth: "His grandmother's, the black cauldron that didn't catch you this time was condemned." ”

Turning his head to look at the white-robed man, Zi Yu persuaded: "Fang Yitian obediently tied his hands and went with Lao Tzu, and this prison promises to say a few more kind words for you in front of Your Majesty." ”

The white-robed man chuckled, looked at the 'old friend' who had been chasing him for decades, shook his head and said indifferently: "Brother Zi, why bother talking nonsense, if Fang Mou was willing to go as early as thirty years ago, wouldn't Fang Mou go with you when I first wanted to see him." ”

Thirty years ago, Purple Bird was ordered to hunt down Fang Yitian, and he said the same thing when he first met.

The purple bird was silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Why should you, Your Majesty is the eternal hero, suppressing the immortals and demons and countless powerhouses, even if you are the Honghu Holy Phase, what can you do? ”

"The Fang family has been favored by the country for three generations, Fang Yitian is young and ambitious, when the internal and external troubles are exhausted, the first emperor is responsible for the heavy responsibility, and the person who is a confidant dies, even if he knows that it is not feasible, Fang Yitian must give it a try, otherwise how to see the ancestors of the Fang family after his death in the future, what face to see his colleagues who sacrificed their lives for the country in the past, how to meet the former emperor who would rather die on the city tower, what is Fang Yitian living for. ”

The white-robed man stood with his hands in his hands, chuckling.

Thirty years ago, the Longwu Dynasty fell to the country, he should have gone with the emperor, but the emperor entrusted the crown prince to him before he died, and he Fang Yitian was deeply entrusted with the great responsibility, and at that time he endured humiliation and secretly lived since then he had only one thought left for the rest of his life, to assist Qi Yu to rebuild the Longwu Dynasty.

However, this road is difficult and painful, even if it is broken, it will not hesitate to recover.

Although the positions are different, Purple Bird sincerely admires the man in front of him, if it were not for the emperor's order, he would never want to be an enemy of such people.

The huge golden bone corpse of the lava world had already boarded the magma torrent that poured into the land of Shenzhou, floating on the magma torrent and rapidly approaching the portal.

Purple Bird was shocked, "It's really a great guy for this group of barbarians." ”

A pitch-black chain instantly drilled out of the sleeve, shooting out like a poisonous snake, and the ghost in front of the portal looked extremely excited and his face was flushed, reciting the last chapter of the sacrifice, he could feel the power behind the portal that was summoned by him to approach quickly, as long as he finished reading the last chapter of the sacrifice, the legendary ghost god and ghost emperor would be resurrected in front of his eyes.

Suddenly, the ghost's mouth opened and closed and stopped, the chanting stopped abruptly, and an incomparably cold chain penetrated his chest, he never dreamed that there would be two peerless Dao realm powerhouses in the sky, the gap between him and the two in the sky was too big, and he couldn't feel the existence of the two at all.

I don't know that the soul chain that suddenly appeared from there pierced his chest, and the ghost tried to open his mouth, only thinking about the last part of the sacrifice, and only the last part of the sacrifice was completed.

Without the chanting and guidance of the sacrificial words, the huge skeletons in the magma torrent behind the portal seemed to have lost their direction and the guidance stagnated.

The ghost tried his best to recite the last sacrificial phrase, "General... Road·· Dolly · Doh..."

The mutilated sacrificial words can't summon the ancient ghosts and gods, the ghosts are unwilling, unwilling, obviously only the last step away, as long as the last sentence of the sacrificial words is recited, the huge bones behind the door can walk out and return, but his gradually dissipating life fire weak body can no longer read the last sentence of the sacrificial words.

As soon as the ghost died, the silver runes on the ancestral mountain gradually dimmed, and slowly closed to the middle.

Interrupting the Ghost God Sacrifice, Zi Yu looked at Yi Tian in the white-clothed room with a solemn expression: "Now I can concentrate on dealing with you." ”

Before the words fell, two black chains in the left and right sleeves slowly poked out, and then intertwined like an evil dragon going out to sea and pounced on the white-robed man fifty feet away.

Once the first and only person to escape under the hands of Emperor Tianzun, Purple Bird pursued the Honghu Holy Picture who had not been caught for thirty years, and Purple Bird did not dare to be careless in the face of such a character.

The man in white had a solemn expression, and two completely different black and white Dao forces condensed at the tips of his fingers.

It's the pinnacle of a showdown.

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Gu Chu Shen pierced a barbarian warrior with a shot, raised his head and looked at a sea of molten fire in front of him, looking at the huge portal that the ancestral mountain of the barbarian tribe in the distance cracked and turned into, and the torrent of molten lava gushing out endlessly, Gu Chu Shen's face was solemn, he didn't know what had happened, but it was definitely not a good thing, a catastrophe.

The battle continued, Li Shi and the army led by him, the warriors of the barbarians, and the 10,000 town jailers brought by the purple cormorator, the moment the molten torrent broke out, the speed of flow expansion was not very fast, except for the unlucky ones who were close to the portal when the molten lud gushed out, most of them almost escaped from the ascending heaven.

And the barbarian army that had already fallen into the disadvantage, the strength of these barbarian warriors unexpectedly skyrocketed by a large margin, and instantly reversed the decline of defeat.

On the other hand, Qi Yu, who witnessed everything happening, stood on the branch of a towering tree, watching the ghost die in the hands of the purple cormorant, but instead saved him from doing it, their plan was to stimulate the ancestral blood of the barbarian warriors through the Ghost God Sacrifice, control this group of warriors with immeasurable future potential, and then open the portal to the underworld, and use the huge earth fire contained in the underworld to repair the damaged Dragon Martial Society Ji artifact Nanming Lihuo Banner, and all this can be stopped, and resurrecting the ancient ghosts and gods is not what they expected.

Even if the purple bird doesn't do it, he will kill the ghost himself.

The realm of the pinnacle of the Qi Yu Emperor Road, he could clearly see the two people fighting fiercely in the air in the distance, Honghu Shengxiang Fang Yi Tian, and the master of the Zhenjiao Temple, Zi Yuan, felt the aftermath of their battle, even if he was at the peak of the imperial road, he did not dare to fight at this level, it would take some time for Nanming to completely recover from the fire banner with the help of the earth fire, the master of the Zhenjiao Temple, the top powerhouse under the Tianzun Emperor, he could only secretly pray that Fang Yitian could win.

He couldn't intervene in the confrontation between the two, and he cast his eyes on a figure below, holding a dragon spear and being extremely brave, killing the barbarian warriors as if they were in a no-man's land, Shu Hou, Gu Chu Shen, didn't meet this person in this situation now.

With a sweep of his figure, he fell from the top of the tree and walked in front of Gu Chushen.

Qi Yu looked at Gu Chu Shen playfully, one was the prince of the dead country, and the other was the prince of the emperor of the Central Plains of Shenzhou, fate made them meet.

Gu Chu's cold hair stood up, staring at the man in front of him with calm eyes and full vigilance, not daring to have a trace of slackness, the breath that seemed to be absent from Qi Yu's body, there was only one explanation, the gap between him and Qi Yu was too big, and he couldn't completely deduce the depth of Qi Yu.

Gu Chu Shen didn't know him, but he was very clear about Gu Chu Shen Qi Yu, and he had seen the portrait of Gu Chu Shen, the nominal ruler of the land of Bashu, more than once.

"Shu Hou Gu Chu Shen, the forty-ninth son of Emperor Tianzun. Qi Yu looked at Gu Chu Shen and smiled calmly, Gu Chu Shen was holding the dragon spear in his hand tightly, looking nervous, seeing Gu Chu Shen's expression, the smile on Qi Yu's face was even stronger, and he enjoyed Gu Chu Shen's fear in the face of him.

Qi Yu said slowly: "This hall dragon martial Qi Yu." ”

"As the saying goes, dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, so that the palace can see that the son of the Supreme Emperor Tianzun Emperor can have some means. ”

Longwu Qiyu, the rumored prince of the Longwu Dynasty, is not a first-level opponent, Gu Chushen suddenly grinned and said: "How about letting me go? You will bury me when I die, and you won't even be able to make a mourning dog when the time comes." ”

The smile on Qi Yu's face gradually dissipated and became cold, and he said gloomily: "I was here to send you on my way happily, but now the hall has changed its mind." ”

Wu Yi! The dragon fights in the wild, and its blood is yellow.

Holding the dragon spear, Gu Chu Shen's momentum exploded, it was an indomitable momentum, even if the dragon was invincible in the wild, its blood was also yellow.

This move, fighting for his life, this momentum, brave and invincible, Gu Chu Shen called it 'Wu Yi', his own school of combat skills martial arts.

Guns come out like dragons!

"The grasshopper shakes the tree, but it has no strength. Qi Yu sneered.