There was a sea of fire below, as if it was going to burn the entire sky, but above there was a mountain of flames falling, which was simply a lore, and there was no way to retreat, so it could only fight to the death.

"Weiyang, you can't run away no matter what! You can take your life!" The Holy Son of Mingjiao laughed and said, his hands were not idle, controlling the two supernatural powers to kill Weiyang with one blow, and his hands suddenly closed, wanting to violently collide the two supernatural powers, and directly shock Weiyang who was in it to death.

"Ahh Suddenly heartbroken, even Hua Xian'er thought that she couldn't escape such a powerful attack, let alone Weiyang, who didn't have her own cultivation.

Just when they were sad, some of the monks who did not rush forward heard that they knew Weiyang, and when they heard that they knew Weiyang, they swept around them one by one, and finally rushed towards the two of them.

And when the people saw that it was not good, they hurriedly retreated, and at the same time did not forget to bring the red sleeves and Tongtong, and the four of them fled like lungs, facing such a right monk is the sect master who will die when he comes, not to mention that they have not reached the realm of the sect master.

In their opinion, Weiyang was already certain to die, and no one would survive being hit by the two powerful divine powers. Even the ultimate power will die!

"Boom!"

The collision of the two supernatural powers immediately burst into the sky full of fire, flames and sparks. The whole sky was ablaze, everything in the air was burned to the ground, and nothing was left.

Everything was burning violently, and even the space was extremely distorted to withstand the monstrous flames.

"Haha......" The Holy Son of Mingjiao stood in front of the firelight and laughed loudly, like a victorious general.

Not far away, among the holy sons and daughters, some regret it, some blame themselves, and some are sad.

Chen Jiannan's face was blank, staring at the front as if he hadn't seen anything. However, the snow field saintess Xue Luo was full of joy, and the corners of her mouth were hooked, and she was happier than anyone else to get revenge.

However, Jiang Qingwu's eyes were full of brilliance, and her beautiful eyes were rippling, as if she was heartache and like watching a beautiful firework again.

The Three Princes of the Sky Empire and the Demon Moon each had their own thoughts, and they didn't squeak, Gu Jing stared at the flames in the sky without waves, only Jiang Shaoyun sighed softly, I don't know what he was sighing.

The Holy Sons and Holy Daughters who originally wanted to go forward to fight all retracted their steps and stared at the high-spirited Mingjiao Holy Son in the field, and their thoughts were all turning in their hearts.

Even several sect master-level existences outside the field nodded secretly, the secret path is really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves, and the generation is stronger than the generation!

"Whew......"

Just when everyone thought that the Holy Son of Mingjiao had won, suddenly a beastly roar came from the endless flames. Then the monks saw a picture that discouraged them.

I saw that in the endless sea of fire, the towering giant mountain was suddenly lifted up by a weak figure in the sea of fire. What is the power to pull out the mountain and conquer the world? is best explained here.

"How is this possible? He's not dead!"

"How the hell did he survive?"

"It's really too strong! no wonder you can get the inheritance of the god rank by killing him!"

......

Among the monks, there was everything, some sighed and some were surprised. But the most surprised and frightened person was probably the new Holy Son of the Ming Sect in the field, he was completely stupid there, staring motionlessly at the strongman standing up to the sky in the sea of fire.

He was completely blindsided, and he couldn't stop muttering, "How is this possible? It's not true, it's not true......

"No! it's not true!" Suddenly, the new Holy Son of the Ming Sect screamed and rushed madly into the sea of fire, but before he could rush in front of Weiyang, he was stoned to death by the mountain thrown by Weiyang.

I don't know if it's sad or lamentable, my killing move didn't kill the enemy, but I killed myself.

Although the Holy Son of Mingjiao was killed by Weiyang again, the people who had fallen into madness did not stop there, but aroused the blood in their hearts, and rushed forward one by one.

"The Holy Son of the Ming Sect is my friend, I can't just let him die so unjustly!

One step at a time to splash blood, ten steps to kill one!

Weiyang is completely crazy, he is already full of murderous and unconscious, but now after bathing in blood, he has stimulated the hidden blood in the human body, kill!

He was originally the spokesman of the god of death, he was more like the god of death reappearing in the world at this time, no one could stop his forehead, and every step he took would bloom a beautiful blood flower in the sky, which also indicated the death of a life, and a person disappeared in the world.

"Kill!"

At this time, all the monks on the shore of the West Lake began to fight, no one was retreating, all of them were struggling to rush forward, and the most essential existence in the human heart was finally completely revived, that is, bloody brutality.

The blood flowers bloom and die quickly, it is really like a flash in the pan, and there is no permanent beauty. Corpses continued to fall from the sky, the entire West Lake was dyed blood-red, the earth was raining blood, and the sky was screaming.

The black dead qi permeated, surrounding the entire battlefield and constantly devouring the dead people's bodies, growing stronger and stronger. The black patterns continued to condense, slowly forming a faintly huge formation in the air. And this rain of blood is its best motivation, and the blood that is constantly spilled continues to pour this formation that will manifest.

"The sky is infinite, the snowflakes have no leaves and no roots, the frozen sky and the earth, and the snow covers thousands of miles!"

The Snow Plains Holy Son, who was on the battlefield, seized the opportunity when Weiyang was trapped by everyone at this time, and drew several complex and incomprehensible Dao patterns in the air with both hands, and recited a spell in his mouth, which was the most powerful secret technique in the Snow Plains Holy Sect's lineage!

The sky that was originally raining blood began to float red snowflakes at this time, and the snow was flying, and it was already full of snow in a short time, and the space was frozen in ice, and none of the people who fought against Weiyang ran away, and they were all frozen there like Weiyang.

turned into an ice sculpture, and the other people who were not frozen all stared strangely at the Snow Plains Holy Son who performed this trick, and there was a feeling of the aftermath of the catastrophe in a trance. Looking at him, both eyes changed, and there was fear and timidity.

How could the Holy Son of the Snow Plains not feel the change in everyone's eyes, and with a wave of his sleeves, he released those frozen people. Only Weiyang was frozen in mid-air, but none of the monks in the sky dared to step forward to kill Weiyang, and they all stared timidly at the Snow Plains Holy Son, with a hint of comfort in their eyes.

The snowflakes are still flying, and the Snow Field Holy Sect is worthy of being called the Snow Field, and the exercises can really snow out of thin air.

"Hehe, Weiyang, aren't you very powerful, it's just that!" the Snow Plain Holy Son smiled proudly at the snow sculpture, and at this moment he was in high spirits!

But before he could be happy, the West Lake, which was originally dyed blood-red with blood, was no longer calm, and the waves were stormy and splashing.

"What's going on?" the monks in the sky all stared in surprise at the boiling West Lake below, not knowing what was going to happen.

"Huh?" The head of the Chen family also frowned when he stared at the West Lake at this time, and suddenly shouted at everyone in the sky;

But before everyone could react, a huge skeleton with a hundred and ten zhang all rushed up.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

......

Blood splattered, and corpses kept falling. There were countless white bones in the air, some of them were complete bones, and the bones could be more than 100 meters high, like a mountain peak.

Some are mutilated bones, some are broken sternums, some are mutilated leg bones, and some are cracked hand bones. None of them were complete anyway, and even the relatively intact skeleton lacked the back spine.

But even if it is a mutilated bone, each one is extremely huge, and a leg bone alone is one or twenty meters high, and several people together are not as tall as this leg bone.

Seeing the corpses flying all over the sky, all the monks were dumbfounded. What is this! Could it be that the white bones are also going to have a dance party!

"This ...... What's going on?" stammered some of the timid monks' faces as they couldn't speak.

"Who...... Who knows!" "At this moment, there may not be many people who can still speak normally, after all, this is against the white bones who will dance and jump on their own in the sky.

There was fear in their eyes, staring at the white bones that were constantly swaying in the sky, but they didn't want to gnaw, but they were afraid.

"Could it be that this is a corpse?" said the Holy Maiden Rose of the Li Mansion with a frowning thin brow, jokingly and playfully. "No, no, it's supposed to be bone change!" he said and laughed.

Jiang Qingwu glared at her without a good temper, although the two did not have much contact, but there were not too many taboos.

"Sister, don't you think it's not? The corpse stands up and becomes a corpse, can't these white bones become a bone transformation when they stand up and make a mess?" said to Jiang Qingwu with a smile, which seemed to be a very well-founded theory.

Jiang Qingwu smiled, and suddenly a hundred flowers bloomed, and colorful butterflies flew, "Also, what my sister said is very reasonable!"

"Wei'er, stop making trouble!" the woman in the Li Mansion shouted at Rose, who was giggling.

Rose stuck out her tongue mischievously at Jiang Qingwu, and didn't dare to say more, so she stood there obediently.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a giant bone in the field shattered all the ice blocks that sealed Weiyang, and Weiyang's figure also stepped out of it, stretched his waist, and let out a beastly roar at the monks in the sky.

And these white bones floating in the air also seemed to hear the order to march, and began a bloody conquest against the monks around them. A brutal bloody wind has kicked off again!