Yang Fengtian's eyes emitted a shining light, and he was faintly excited. [Ran^Text^Library] []

The previous attack and defense of their group was to stall for time.

That's right! To delay time for Tianhua, Tianhua has been assembling those beacon bombs.

Originally, if thirty-six beacon bombs were fired together, their power would have increased, but one had already been thrown before.

At present, there are only thirty-five, and Yang Fengtian wants to increase the power of his beacon bomb a little more.

I took out a bomb with strong attack power that I had refined earlier and replaced the position of the beacon bomb.

Although this bomb is not as powerful as the Beacon Bomb, its attack power is enough to have the power of ten small bombs.

Yang Fengtian gave it a more ferocious name, called the Bullet of Annihilation.

It took Tianhua more than ten seconds to assemble these beacon bombs.

When Yang Fengtian blocked that attack, he finally delayed the time.

Thirty-five beacon bombs, plus one bullet of annihilation.

Like thirty-six meteors emitting flames, they shot angrily towards the eight Spirit Kings.

A powerful aura emanated, and an ancient tree around it was shaken to the ground.

The meteor streaked with some fiery red smoke, and a uniform trail of ash appeared on the ground.

At this time, those spirit kings with low intelligence also realized the seriousness of the matter.

Especially after they felt the shocking hot aura, their hearts couldn't help but tremble.

They were terrified by the attack, and they could not resist it in the slightest.

Immediately, a second after the beacon bomb flew out, these spirit kings began to flee in all directions.

That speed was really outrageous, if they used this speed to deal with Yang Fengtian and the others, I'm afraid they would have died a long time ago.

Of course, their escape was unsuccessful, and the speed of the beacon bombs was not as fast as theirs.

But the victory was that the beacon bomb had already come out for a second, and it was already less than a few meters away from them at this time.

No matter how fast they are, the Beacon Bomb can catch up with them, after all, this is also a low-level holy weapon-level treasure!

Rumble!

Boom Boom!

Thirty-six sounds filled the space, and these sounds were earth-shattering.

It's like a planetary collision.

Huge black clouds rose in the sky, no more, no less, exactly thirty-six.

It took ten minutes for the smoke to dissipate.

At this time, six of the eight Spirit Kings had already disappeared, and there was no shadow to be seen.

Apparently dead in the explosion, only the hideous revenant and a skinny tele-pole-like revenant were still fancy.

However, these two "great immortals" also have a tendency to be scattered, and their bodies are becoming more and more transparent.

It's almost impossible to see that there are still two revenants there.

The two revenants fled very slowly towards the outside, obviously they didn't think that they would be able to compete with Yang Fengtian and them now.

Even if they were able to slaughter Yang Fengtian and the others like chickens before.

But now it's just a pitiful ant, and it can only be slaughtered by Yang Fengtian and others.

At this time, among Yang Fengtian and his party, the one who was the least injured was Jiang Fanxiao.

Although I also received a backlash after using Ice Devouring ** before, it was much better than others.

Ning Zirou was the one who had been attacked the most, and she was already unconscious at this time.

And the sealing demon is not light, and he is currently half lying on the ground, quietly recovering his spiritual power.

Tianhua himself was seriously injured, and he endured the pain and used the beacon bomb to add to the injury.

After Lin Lang threw the dart, he was also attacked.

Needless to say, Yang Fengtian didn't need to say that when he finished the end, it was a stacked damage, first knocked down by the enemy, and then hit the stone and it was another damage.

"Evil people, great ice gods, please give me the power to destroy evil, ice devouring **, freezing demons!" Jiang Fanxiao directly chanted a secret language in front of the public.

A bitterly cold wind gradually blew towards the two Spirit Kings.

The speed of the wind was extremely slow, and the two spirit kings were even slower than the turtles, but they were caught up by the wind after a while.

Without making any sound, the two Spirit Kings were frozen into ice cubes, frozen in ice, and stared blankly ahead.

Jiang Fanxiao looked at this scene and threw out a spiritual attack without any expression.

Under the spiritual attack, the ice shattered like glass, and the souls inside disappeared.

"It's over!" Jiang Fanxiao said with a deep breath.

She hated this kind of fighting, but for her, for the cultivators, it was unavoidable.

Just as Jiang Fanxiao was about to call the others to leave here quickly to recover.

She found that Yang Fengtian and his party seemed to be remotely controlled, and walked slowly towards the edge of the cliff.

It seemed that he wanted to commit suicide by jumping off a cliff, even Ning Zirou, who was unconscious.

Somehow, he stood up and walked forward.

Jiang Fanxiao was suddenly startled, and quickly shouted to them: "What are you doing?

But alas, her shouts had no effect.

Yang Fengtian and the others seemed to be confused by ghosts, they didn't hear Yang Fengtian's review words, and just walked forward in a daze.

The expression was like that of a pious priest going to worship the supreme God.

It's like a little ghost who is about to be reincarnated to meet the judgment of a vicious judge.

Seeing that this was not good, Jiang Fanxiao made a few leaps to the edge of the cliff, trying to forcibly stop the advance of Yang Fengtian and the others.

But when she came to the edge of the cliff, she felt someone calling to her at the bottom of the cliff.

Bursts of calming pure light attribute spiritual power continued to nourish her mind.

In a moment, her mind was filled with endless curiosity about the bottom of the cliff.

Turning his head slightly, Jiang Fanxiao slowly walked into the cliff.

She fell, followed by Yang Fengtian, Tianhua, Ning Zirou, Feng Demon, and Lin Lang.

......

......

In a space in the middle of the cliff, a ball of light suddenly appeared.

The spiritual power contained in this light is breathtaking.

The rich light attribute spiritual power has even reached a viscous state.

Inside the light cluster is a closed world.

This one is only ten square meters in circumference, and it is surrounded by ethereal light, which disappears from time to time.

There were six more youths in the light group.

It was Yang Fengtian and others who fell into the cliff.

Their aura at this time was very strong, and there was no wound at all.

Ning Zirou and Tianhua's serious injuries have all been cured.

What was surprising was that their cultivation had improved a lot.

Yang Fengtian's strength has been completely promoted to a four-star fourth-level peak grandmaster.

Tianhua's strength is also a four-star fourth-level peak grandmaster.

Lin Lang's strength is a four-star third-level peak grandmaster.

The strength of the sealed demon is a four-star third-level grandmaster, and his breath is slightly unstable.

Ning Zirou's strength was also amazing, reaching a four-star and fifth-level grandmaster, surpassing other men.

Jiang Fanxiao's strength is a four-star and ninth-level peak grandmaster, which is very close to the level of the Spirit King.

In front of them, an illusory old man was looking at them kindly.

The old man was dressed in golden armor, and his temples were all yellow-white.

A head of blonde hair shimmered with its unique brilliance.

Yang Fengtian and the others slowly opened their sleepy eyes, stroked their waists, and suddenly there was a crackling sound.

Several people stood up and looked at the foreground in surprise, and then looked warily at the old man who was watching them in front of them.

They arrived here suddenly, and they also had a little impression of the scene of jumping off the cliff for no reason before.

In the evil place of Cauchy's secret realm, they will remain cautious twenty-four hours a day, otherwise it will be a matter of time before their lives are lost.

"What kind of place is this old man?" asked Yang Fengtian cautiously.

"Hehe, don't be so cautious, look at your strength, I have no malicious intent. The old man said with a smile.

Only then did Yang Fengtian and the others discover that their injuries had all healed, and their cultivation had improved a lot.

This also made their eyes a little looser, not as sharp as before.

"Thank you grandpa for your help, we are all grateful. Yang Fengtian said in a soothing tone.

"Well, after thousands of years, a little human creature has come, and you must wonder why you are here, right?" said the old man, who seemed to be a little sad.

Several people did not answer, but only motioned for the old man to continue.

"This is one of my spatial barriers, and the reason why you came in before was indeed because of me, but you can rest assured that coming to my place is only good and not bad. The old man said, pointing to the space.

"The old man looks like a good person at first glance, so I naturally won't doubt it. Feng Demon took the opportunity to curry favor with the old man.

"Hehe! The little guy is really likable. There is only one possibility for you to come here, and that is that a person of the Holy Spirit of Light has appeared around me. The old man glanced at Yang Fengtian with deep meaning.

Yang Fengtian also chuckled in his heart, he knew that he was the Emperor of Light Divine Physique, and this Holy Spirit of Light Physique was not as good as his.

"Are you the descendant of my son?" the old man's eyes became more and more kind.

When the old man said this, Yang Fengtian was suddenly confused, could it be that this old man was his grandfather?

"May I ask who your son is?" Yang Fengtian wondered.

"My son is Guang Weiran, what is your name Guang?" said the old man with great certainty.

"You mean that the light god is not yet the light?" Yang Fengtian said in surprise.

"God of Light? This kid can indeed become a god of light. The old man seemed surprised for a moment, and then suddenly said to himself.

"My father is not Guang Weiran, my surname is Yang!" Yang Fengtian shook his head and said.

"No, surnamed Yang? Except for the descendants of the future, how can there be such a physique as you? You drop a drop of blood, I'll see!" the old man said in disbelief.

Yang Fengtian didn't say a word, scratched his fingers, and gave the old man a drop of his essence blood.

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