The flame clouds in the sky burned more and more, dyeing the entire night sky red, like the image of the end of the world, the heavens and the earth were destroyed, and in this southern frontier, it was staged.

Song Xing stood in place, looking at the Miao altar halfway up the mountain, on the platform of the mountain, where it was illuminated by the blazing flames, a thin figure stood tall, looking up at the sky.

Although it was too far away to see the person's appearance clearly, from that figure, Song Xing guessed that it was the extremely mysterious great wizard in the Miao altar.

And beside him was the ghost who had just gone to the altar to meet the great wizard.

The night was like blood, and the cold light of countless blades lit up one after another in an instant, streaking through the air, splashing bright red blood.

The flames burned, the heavens and the earth were about to split, and a group of warriors from southern Xinjiang with hideous bear head tattoos on their chests and roaring rushed out of the darkness frantically.

His eyes were full of fanaticism, full of bloodlust, and he was alone, tall and incomparably tall, with his naked upper body scarred, armed with a huge stone axe, fighting in all directions, and everywhere he passed, blood flowed all over the ground, and wails everywhere he went.

The nine-tailed fox glanced at it and recognized the identity of the attacker: "It's the Li clan." ”

Seeing that the Miao disciples were about to be defeated by the Li tribe, who were ready to attack, the great wizard in front of the altar finally made a move.

In the valley, a low and mysterious voice sounded, like a whisper, like a ghost, echoing and wrapping around every inch of Qilitong.

The red light flickered in the flames burning in the sky, and then quickly grew larger, centering on the great wizard standing on the mountain platform, and spread towards the entire Qili Mountain.

Everywhere they went, the flames were extinguished.

After a while, the red light has extended to the battlefield where the Miao people and the Li people are fighting, from then on, the Miao people are safe and sound under the red light, but at the end of the red light, a sturdy warrior of the Li nationality touched the mysterious red light, suddenly let out a miserable scream, fell to the ground and convulsed, and after a while, the whole body trembled, and the seven orifices bled to death.

The other Li people were so frightened that they turned around and fled, but they didn't run a few steps before they fell down and could not get up again.

In a short period of time, the Li people fell by 30%, and the rest of the people were terrified and fled one after another.

Suddenly I heard a thunderclap that shook my ears.

I saw that the great wizard on the altar suddenly raised his right palm, aimed it at the sky, and pressed it gently.

In an instant, the wind surged, and a majestic breath surged out from his body, soaring straight into the sky, and in the dark night, a red fire cloud was formed, which was more than ten zhang high, shrouded in Qilitong, covering the bright moon and stars.

Above the sky, there was laughter, and it burst out, with contempt and hostility.

The clouds covered the sky, instantly bright, and the burning flames seemed to suddenly be transparent and blazing, turning into terrifying beasts in mid-air. The wind fuels the fire, the fire rises, and the wind and clouds are constantly changing, like the roar of the rushing sea.

In front of the clouds, a man appeared, like a god-man, surrounded by flames, looking down from mid-air, like a proud god.

I saw him waving his arms in mid-air, making a series of strange movements, and after a while, if a mysterious power roared behind him, suddenly the sky was full of flames, and the clouds flowed wildly, only a huge explosion was heard, and countless fireballs fell from the sky in an instant, with raging flames, rushing down the world.

The Great Wizard and the Ghost on the ground all changed their faces.

If these fireballs are allowed to fall, I am afraid that Qili Mountain will be destroyed in one fell swoop.

A pitch-black staff appeared in the archwizard's hand, and with the appearance of the staff, the red light in the air became brighter and brighter!

The wooden staff was pitch black, and it was taller than the whole person of the great wizard, especially the top of the wooden staff, which was also inlaid with a strange stone that was not gold or jade, and under the urging of the mysterious magic power of the great wizard, it emitted an increasingly strong red light.

With the intense red light of the strange stone on the wooden staff, the fireball falling from the entire sky suddenly froze, as if it was pulled by some mysterious force, and slowly stopped at a height of 100 meters from the ground.

The red light skyrocketed, rising towards the sky, facing those huge fireballs, forming a blood-colored barrier, shrouding the sky above Qilitong.

Countless blazing fireballs hit the blood-colored red curtain almost at the same time, and the sound of a huge explosion echoed between the mountains, blowing up huge red flames.

The archwizard held his hands high above the top, and the tall wooden staff pointed straight to the sky, fighting the mysterious figure in the sky with all his might. It's just that as time passes, the pressure that comes down from the sky grows stronger, almost to the point of inhumanity.

The great wizard was already showing fatigue, obviously unable to resist the attack of the mysterious figure in the sky, seeing that the blood curtain was gradually fading and would soon disappear, but the mysterious figure in the sky was not damaged at all, and still had the upper hand.

At this moment, behind the Great Wizard, Ghost Li was quietly watching all this, with a solemn expression and not saying a word.

Under the mysterious magic power of the great wizard, the black staff inlaid with bone jade emitted an increasingly intense red glow, enveloping the entire Qilitong Valley, and still barely supported under the terrifying huge fireball attack in the sky.

There were several times when the red curtain trembled violently, and when he saw that he was about to collapse when he was hit by a huge fireball, the great wizard danced with his hands and made strange movements, and actually survived again.

Ghost Li could see that the great wizard's wrinkled face at the moment was bleeding from all seven orifices, and he was afraid that he had reached the end of the crossbow.

No longer hesitating, the ghost flew into the sky decisively, and the magic weapon in his hand released a cyan light, hitting the mysterious person in the sky.

He didn't know why the mysterious man attacked the Miao and what grievances he had with the Miao people, but whether Baguio could be resurrected at this moment was all tied to the Great Wizard, and he must not watch the Great Wizard be killed.

"Huh!" The mysterious man in the sky, unexpectedly, the ghost behind the great wizard turned out to be a cultivator with high mana, and he was suddenly repelled by his green mang.

The red light that was originally crumbling in front of the Great Wizard instantly became solid again with the support of the ghost.

In the sky, the mysterious fellow let out a roar of wrath, and in an instant, the rain of fire in the sky suddenly turned into two firebirds, spread their wings and pounced, and pecked fiercely at the great wizard.

The Great Wizard let out a muffled snort of pain and spat blood from his mouth.

Ghost Li hurriedly flew closer, and used his body to block in front of the great wizard, only to see a layer of white mist emerge from his body, and the mist rolled endlessly, enveloping him.

Tweet ...... The sharp beaks of the two firebirds pecked two small holes in the mist, but they could not break through the white gas, but instead angered them, let out a terrible long roar, opened their big mouths, and bit at the ghost.

Ghost Li snorted coldly, his body shook slightly, and he actually avoided the bite of the firebird, grabbed the firebird's neck, and pulled it away.

The firebird struggled desperately, but the ghost force it in his hand, and forcibly broke it from it, and then let go and threw it away, turning into a canopy of fire and shooting out in all directions.

With a "poof", the fire splashed on the ground, and ignited a plant on the ground, and the plant ignited when it caught fire, and in the blink of an eye, it became a huge torch, and the pillar of fire rushed into the sky, and the fire light was reflected on the ghost's face.

The light of the fire danced across his face, as if his gaze was dancing with the flames.

Seeing the change, the mysterious man snorted coldly, and was about to regroup again, but suddenly felt a chill in his body.

looked along the cold, but met the altar, Song Xing's indifferent eyes! (End of chapter)