Seeing the starlight giant hand snatching it down towards the crimson clothes, everyone was shocked.

Wang Lang and Wang Yang are even more loyal to the Lord, bursting with dazzling starlight, desperately trying to pull the crimson clothes away and help her out of danger.

However, at this moment, a middle-aged man's voice came from the clouds.

"Red, give me something!"

As soon as they heard this voice, the crimson clothes who were originally pale, as well as Wang Lang and the others who were full of worry, suddenly relaxed.

Because, this is the voice of the King of the Clouds.

The person who made the shot was none other than Crimson's father, Scarlet Yunxiao.

Crimson was overjoyed for a moment, and as soon as he reached out and grabbed it, he grabbed a huge black shadow from the spatial ring and threw it into the sky.

He Wuxian's gaze fell on the huge black shadow, and he immediately saw clearly, it was a black stone tablet.

The stele is nearly twenty meters high, with signs of fracture and shattering at both ends, and is covered with cracks and mottled marks.

I don't know how many thousands of years this black stone tablet has passed, leaving traces of wind and frost etching, exuding the atmosphere of ancient vicissitudes.

On the front and back of the stele, mysterious patterns, symbols, patterns and words are engraved.

Although He Wuxian didn't know him, he could see that these symbols and words were exactly the same as those on the totem pillar.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind.

"Could it be that this stone tablet is also a treasure left by the White Emperor?"

At the same time, the starlight giant grabbed the black stone tablet in his hand and retracted it into the black clouds.

He Wuxian's divine sense, looking in the direction where the stone tablet disappeared, saw the clouds.

There was a middle-aged man wearing silver chain mail and a golden cloak, with a sword hanging from his waist and a face like a crown of jade, very handsome and powerful.

He was majestic and majestic, with his left hand behind him, and his right hand holding the huge black stone tablet, shining with silver light.

"It turns out that he is the King of the Clouds, Scarlet Clouds. ”

He Wuxian recognized the identity of this person, and secretly thought: "This Sven Yunxiao is handsome, handsome and comparable to the fox clan, and without losing his majestic momentum, it really makes any woman have to be tempted." ”

"But his daughter, this crimson dress......"

He Wuxian glanced at the crimson clothes carefully, and suddenly felt that although this chick was short-tempered and straightened a little, she was actually quite beautiful.

"Hey, why don't you hate, don't look at it, kill the enemy!"

The voice of the crimson cloth came, and He Wuxian had no choice but to gather his thoughts, and with everyone, he continued to fight in the battlefield and approached the totem pillar.

After such a long time of fighting, everyone has discovered a pattern.

The closer you get to the Totem Pillar, the more you can bathe in the power of the Totem Pillar, and the injuries will recover quickly, and your strength and understanding will also increase.

In short, the closer you get to the Totem Pillar, the stronger your combat power will be.

At the same time, many warriors wanted to release their divine senses in a vain attempt to merge into the totem pillar.

In that case, not only will you be able to manipulate and control that totem pillar and gain powerful power bonuses, but you will also be able to have all kinds of incredible abilities.

The warriors in the basin have all discovered this mystery, so they all desperately approached the totem pillar.

Soon, Crimson took the thousands of warriors belonging to the Southern Heavenly King and killed near the Totem Divine Pillar.

Everyone was shrouded in a faint silver light, and they could clearly sense that their combat power was skyrocketing.

Even Tang Bao's combat effectiveness and comprehension felt a significant improvement.

It's just that he can't do it without hatred, the totem pillar has no effect on him.

After all, that totem divine pillar is only effective on the demon clan, and why is it not a demon clan.

And Tang Bao is different, he is half-human and half-demon.

Under the order of the crimson clothes, everyone launched a fierce fight.

He Wuxian and Tang Bao were no exception, although they only had the strength of the Heavenly Spirit Realm, they did not provoke the masters of the Heavenly Mansion, and only fought against the martial artists of the Heavenly Spirit Realm.

The two worked together, acting as horns for each other, and in the group of Heavenly Spirit Warriors, they killed a few in and out, and they were invincible.

Although He Wuxian only had the sevenfold strength of the Heavenly Spirit Realm, his true combat power was comparable to the Heavenly Spirit Ninefold, and he was extremely close to the martial artist of the Heavenly Spirit Realm.

It is no exaggeration to say that he joined forces with Tang Bao to fight, and among the martial artists of the Heavenly Spirit Realm, he was almost invincible.

"Thunder Cut!"

With a "swish", the thunder sword light smashed the two Heavenly Spirit Realm martial artists, why not hatefully add millions of star power points.

"Starlight Soul Slash!"

The twenty-meter-long huge sword light swept through the crowd and killed six Heavenly Spirit Martial Artists on the spot.

These six warriors have people from the Eastern Heavenly King, people from the Western Heavenly King, and even people from the Northern Heavenly King.

Originally, the six of them were fighting chaotically, but they didn't expect to suddenly encounter a catastrophe and die at the hands of He Wuxian.

Tang Bao was also carrying a big axe, and his whole person turned into a red whirlwind, circling and flying on the battlefield.

Wherever the red whirlwind swept through, the martial artists under the sixfold Heavenly Spirit Realm could hardly be spared, and even if they didn't die, they would be severely injured by strangulation.

Later, He Wuxian and Tang Bao killed too many enemies, which attracted the attention of the enemy.

The subordinates of the three Heavenly Kings of the East, West, and North, as well as the vast majority of the Heavenly Spirit Realm martial artists, surrounded He Wuxian and Tang Bao.

Everyone knew that if they were not killed first, they would be the ones who would be killed.

In the blink of an eye, more than thirty Heavenly Spirit Martial Artists forced He Wuxian and Tang Bao to gather together, constantly retreating.

"Boom!"

"Bang bang bang!"

A succession of powerful attacks enveloped the two of them like a raging storm.

Seeing that, He Wuxian and Tang Bao were defeated and retreated under the crazy attack of everyone, and they had more than a dozen injuries on their bodies.

In ten breaths at most, the two of them will be besieged by the crowd.

He Wuxian finally got angry.

He put the blood-drinking knife on his shoulder, and shouted with a murderous face: "Firmament God Cannon!"

Suddenly, the blood-drinking knife burst out with dazzling purple light, transforming into a divine cannon more than three meters long.

The swarthy muzzle of the cannon was aimed at the dozen or so Heavenly Spirit Martial Artists who rushed in front of him.

"Boom!"

An earth-shattering loud bang erupted.

In the muzzle of the Firmament Cannon, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out, turning into a huge pillar of light and blasting out.

In an instant, the huge golden pillar of light overwhelmed the figures of the dozen or so people.

Not only that, but the golden pillar of light blasted out another eight hundred miles away.

Along the way, he killed more than 30 people who couldn't dodge, and then he blasted into the ground, blasting the ground into a huge crater with a radius of ten miles.

When the smoke and dust cleared, the loud rumbling sound dissipated, and everyone on the battlefield was stunned.

I saw that from in front of He Wuxian to the big pit, there was a blank area eight hundred miles long.

But all the people in this empty space, the earth or the gravel and sand, are gone.

That pillar of golden light forcibly destroyed all the qiqi that was blocking in front of him.

There were more than forty Heavenly Spirit Warriors who died under the Firmament Divine Cannon.

Because of this, He Wuxian gained nearly 100 million star power points, which was one step closer to the Heavenly Spirit Realm Eightfold.

The Heavenly Spirit Warriors who had originally besieged him and Tang Bao were stunned and shocked for a long time, and finally couldn't hold back the fear in their hearts and dispersed in a hurry.

After all, the hand He Wuxian showed just now was really terrifying.

With one shot, he easily killed more than forty Heavenly Spirit Martial Artists.

Who is not afraid of death and dares to send him to death?

In the blink of an eye, He Wuxian and Tang Bao's side became empty.

Many Heavenly Spirit Warriors avoided them like ghosts and gods, and avoided them from afar.

In desperation, He Wuxian and Tang Bao had no choice but to join up with Crimson and others and approach the Totem Pillar.

The people on the side of the Southern Heavenly King have already grasped the advantage.

Crimson and Wang Lang, Wang Yang and others released their divine consciousness and immersed themselves in the totem pillar, and began to meditate and comprehend the artistic conception therein.

The symbols, words and patterns left on the totem pillar all contain the artistic conception of Taoism, special efficacy and power.

When the crimson clothes and Wang Lang, Wang Yang and others, their divine consciousness gradually merged into the totem divine pillar, and they actually possessed magical powers.

The crimson cloth was blessed by a purple flame, enveloping her body, and gaining an incomparably powerful defense, even the masters of Tianfu could not hurt her.

Wang Yang, Wang Lang and the others obtained the power of heavenly fire, thunder and lightning, and even space, and displayed powerful Dao methods.

In this way, the advantages of Crimson and the others were more obvious, and they launched a more ferocious attack on the other three Heavenly King forces.

Unconsciously, the tide of battle began to tilt towards the side of the Southern Heavenly King.

The subordinates of the other three Heavenly Kings added up to only more than 500 people, and there were more than 300 people on the crimson side.

He Wuxian knew that if nothing else, the winner of this war would be none other than the Southern Heavenly King.

Of course, this is the battle between Tianfu and the Heavenly Spirit Warriors.

What plays a decisive role is the victory or defeat between the four heavenly kings.

Only the victorious Heavenly King can seize the position of the city lord of the White Emperor City.

Thinking of this, He Wuxian didn't care about the battle situation in the basin anymore.

His attention shifted to the battle between the four heavenly kings in the sky tens of thousands of meters above his head.

The four heavenly kings fought in the sky, and the aftermath of the battle was extremely strong, as if the sky was falling apart.

He Wuxian didn't dare to release his divine sense to investigate, otherwise he would be injured by mistake, and he would lose half his life if he didn't die.

So, he opened the Ten Thousand Thoughts Divine Pupil, his eyes turned golden, and he looked up at the black clouds high in the sky.

The golden pupils saw through the void and barriers, penetrating the layers of black clouds and mist, allowing him to quickly see the scene above his head.

He could clearly see that the Heavenly King of the Clouds, dressed in silver armor and a golden cloak, was holding a black stone tablet in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, fighting with a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was as burly and tall as an iron tower, his skin was as dark as charcoal, and he looked particularly powerful, and this person was the Northern Heavenly King.

Originally, the strength of the two was equal.

However, the Heavenly King of the Clouds had a black stele, and he performed an unknown Dao method to activate the inscription on the black stele, and immediately gained strong power.

One after another, the ancient symbols and words became golden and shining, hovering around the Heavenly King of the Clouds, making him like a god descending from the earth, and his power increased several times.

In this way, the Northern Heavenly King was defeated and retreated by the Heavenly King of the Clouds, scarred, and constantly let out angry and helpless roars.

In the end, the Heavenly King of the Clouds performed a trick and flew out of the Northern Heavenly King's vomiting blood.

He sacrificed the black stone tablet again, turned into a 10,000-meter peak and hit the Northern Heavenly King fiercely, breaking the limbs of the Northern Heavenly King, and bleeding all over his body, which was extremely miserable.

The Northern Heavenly King staggered up, his face full of anger and unwillingness, and he shouted at the Heavenly King of the Clouds with a hideous expression: "Scarlet Heaven! This King really didn't expect you to hide so deeply!"

"Where did you get the primeval inscription?!" R1148