Whether it was the Yan Ming of the Fivefold Heavenly Gate or several Triple Heavenly Gates, they were shocked to find that their Heavenly Gate was slowly blazing.

Then before their eyes, the gate of heaven was red and hot, and a wisp of sparks burned on it.

"Aren't your Heavenly Gates perfect?"

On an illusory heavenly gate, Zhang Qing walked out of the flames of the calamity sun and landed directly in front of the monk of the Three Heavenly Gates, the two looked at each other, and the blazing flames on his body ignited the spirit of the other party.

"Ah!!!!h

The wails of pain conveyed fear and despair, and no one knew what kind of tragedy he had experienced at this moment to make such a scream from a monk who had practiced for thousands of years.

The palm of his hand waved slightly, like a gust of wind blowing, dispersing the burning torch in front of him like flying sand, and Zhang Qing looked at the other people again.

The palm of his hand that had not yet been withdrawn was upward, and flames converged in the palm of his palm, turning into a small red lotus.

And a huge red lotus phantom spread around, and the source of the phantom condensation was the flame burning above the Heavenly Gate of the remaining people.

It enveloped everyone inside, and with the blooming of the small red lotus in Zhang Qing's palm, the aura of destruction also descended at this moment.

Above his head, it seemed that he was enraged by Yan Ming, and the speed at which the seventh sword light condensed was relatively fast, and hundreds of thousands of spiritual qi that was not in the outside and inside were swallowed up, and the sword light fell with the front sword light.

They stand quietly, and they charge wildly.

Yes, for the Heavenly General's armor, that bit of power is enough to affect me.

Once upon a time, I thought that mana was no longer the decisive decision for the Heavenly Gate Monks, but now I know I was wrong.

I felt the kindness of heaven and earth again after a long time, but it didn't matter.

That kind of power is too understandable.

The sky was dim and bright, and countless flowing fires fell, each of which was a heavenly flame, and the light emitted was like a disaster sun.

There are thousands of troops and horses, and there are only thousands of troops and horses, but every heavenly soldier does not have the power to injure the eightfold or even sevenfold heavenly gates.

Overhead, the first sword light also arrived at the right time, the sword light that could destroy the Seven Heavenly Gates, so that Cao Cheng dared to resist simply by destroying the golden body.

Yes, the monster's strength is still increasing, and even Cao Cheng is in it, feeling a trace of power that should belong to him.

"He wants to swallow, so you have to see how much he can swallow!"

And that, that's all there is to immortals.

"Your strength will get weaker and weaker because of you, and when you completely swallow the traces of his power, how will he deal with it then?"

The immortal armor under him was recovering in a hurry, and Yan Ming glanced over here, his eyes on the armor were indifferent, as if he was looking at a big ugly.

Yan Mingcheng stood in the center of the flame world, quietly watching the flames around him destroy everything.

It was a pure spell, and even the immortal transformation was difficult to erase.

Gradually, the white hole became less red, and became more and more intense, red, and finally, it turned into the most brilliant white-red fireworks.

When the amount of mana is so small that it is terrifying in the same realm, it can really be fatal.

Yan Ming raised his hand, and the crimson flames in front of him covered tens of thousands of skies, and within the flames, figures walked out one after another.

Eighty-eight days, hundreds of millions of heavenly soldiers were divided into seven divisions, the fire department occupied one of them, the gilded fire spirit heavenly general once ruled the entire fire department, and the immortal art I left behind, of course, is also closely related to the entire fire department.

In the flames, no Seven Heavenly Gates erupted their own 'Dao', and no red lotus had a pitch-white shadow rippling in front of him, swallowing Zhang Qing's undestructive aura.

Looking at the healthy appearance of the red lotus, nearby, several monks of the Eight Heavens Gate glanced at each other, and they were about to fly into the distance.

Red Lotus frantically retreated, and it was supposed to be a spell for the storm, but it was torn up in the form of claws, and it would be the destruction of the golden body, and it would also tear out dozens of cracks that were urgently repaired.

It's dead, it's crippled.

I raised my hand, "Soul Pull-Dream Lead." ”

I want to try what today's immortal arts will look like before they are pushed to the extreme.

Suddenly looking at my feet, a hundred zhang pitch white hole knows when it fell above me, and the terrifying devouring power tried to pull Cao Cheng back into it, once it fell, I am afraid that it will be an endless void unknown.

At that moment, between heaven and earth, at the end of the eye, everything that no one could see, turned into a red flame, and in that world of flames, we could no longer see anything else.

Immortal mortal change, immortal armor, is to destroy the golden body, the eight natal spells made Yan Ming resist the sword light, yes, even so, I am embarrassed a little.

"Those hundred years of slumber, but the soul is only several times weaker."

The white claws fell in the middle of the sea of fire, and in an instant, it seemed to be polluted, swallowing the crimson world, as if a shadow had swallowed the darkness, and it was still spreading, and the flames were losing one after another.

"He's really enough!"

My mana is already strong, from the time of the qi induction stage, my mana has not been majestic, and now the Eightfold Heavenly Gate, even if the speed of the flow is like a torrent waterfall, I can hold on for a long time.

But with the facts behind me, Cao Cheng is not able to fight with me.

The Four Kills Sword Formation has been arranged for decades, and we are very confident, even if Yan Ming blocks a sword light, it must be doubtful in the end.

"He will die in doubt!"

Even if that power is only for a moment, it is enough.

Red Lotus spit out a mouthful of blood, and looked at Yan Ming with understanding, the surrounding world was not so red anymore, but I still have the ability to imagine how Yan Ming poured such a huge amount of mana in this short moment.

The red lotus hung her head high, and a pair of flower bear eyes stared at Yan Ming gloomily, and disappeared from Yan Ming's field of vision in an instant.

"Kazekage, there is a voice!"

Rancheng, no one is roaring wantonly, and in the world of flames, I desperately resisted, but I also made myself scarred.

"Heavenly Soldier has always been a special name for miscellaneous fish."

"Yan Daoyou, the Four Kills Sword Formation has been completed, you wait to go in first, and wait for the news of Yan's death!"

Burst~!

In this case, of course, you can save your life.

Have you calmed down, Yan Ming turned his head and blasted out towards his shadow, the absolute power brought by the Dragon Husbandry Chapter made me have no upper hand in the face of shadow monsters.

It swallowed the flames that were not destroyed, but it knew where the limit of what it could bear, and its breath was getting faint with every second.

The Flame Heavenly Soldiers rushed to the rear, flooded by spells, torn apart by magic weapons, and reborn in front of Yan Ming's back, my mana is exhausted, and those heavenly soldiers don't seem to be endless.

Between heaven and earth, only the fiery red was left, and Zhang Qing stood calmly in the center of the sea of fire, surrounded by a crushed world.

Heaven and earth will be buried in it.

The mana in the body is flowing wildly, and even if the abnormal eightfold heavenly gate devours the surrounding heaven and earth aura, it has been insisted on for a long time, but Yan's life is the same.

The surrounding world has turned into a battlefield that only belongs to flames, and it is naturally not the group of alien monks in the rear who are happy.

Zhang Qing glanced up at the new blade condensed in the depths of the whirlpool, and the next moment, the sword light rushed into the sky and fell to touch the red lotus.

Yan Ming's ears heard a howling wind, but now the power of the divine soul told me that everything was the deadliest.

In short, we dare to get close to Yan Ming, and almost every one of this person's methods can make us hit hard.

However, these eight monks of the Eight Heavens Gate were seriously injured, and they used all the means to block the aftermath of Cao Cheng's power in front of the Red Lotus Eight, and they also sacrificed their own magic weapons to sweep the array.

Originally, we stayed there, still holding the resources and inheritance under Yan Ming, but now, it is still our own life that is the most important, and at that time, we have to deny it, that Cao Cheng's strength is not beyond our expectations.

"The small array is your hole card, on the four-kill sword light, anyone will not have the possibility of survival, even if you arrange the small array, you can stop it."

"Immortal arts, but it's just them, it's just a soldier."

"Then they can come and go when they want?"

"This is, Fire Ministry!"

Red Lotus was shocked by Yan Ming's strength, and the eight heavenly gates were able to suppress the four of us into that appearance.

withstood the seventh sword light, Yan Ming came back to his senses, staring at everyone with a hideous face, in the retreat of one magic weapon and spell, did he choose to use the immortal change as a resistance.

Numerous heavenly soldiers and flames rushed towards the storm on that side, slowly shattering the howling wind and entering the white shadows.

Sure enough, it is rumored that the Zhang family is old and many make Tianmen kneel, which may be true.

"You have a descendant of the Wind Shadow Sect, even if it is the Eightfold Heavenly Gate, you don't have the confidence to touch it, don't you know, how can he cross the Eightfold Heaven?"

In that short breath, whether it was the spells of the young monks behind the face, or the surrounding mist and ocean, all turned into flames.

In front of me, the shadow of the wind distorted into a hideous monster, looking up to the sky and roaring, even swallowing all the flowing fire in the sky, Cao Cheng could see that at the throat of this shadow monster, there was a broken red light and shadow crossing.

Yan Ming didn't have time to pay attention to Honglian and the others, it was the explosion of the golden body, but it was also pierced through a small hole with a thin needle, and the sword that was not sharp finally touched my body.

Yan Ming looked at the Red Lotus, even if these two Sevenfold Heavenly Gates were in danger now, but the cultivation of the two Heavenly Gates was missing, and after all, the Red Lotus took the initiative.

As Yan Ming's words fell, the eighth sword light above his head had not yet completely fallen, and it had not been ignited, turning into a huge pillar of flame light, which had become Cao Cheng's power.

Either we kill Yan Ming, or Yan Ming kills us, the chain of divine souls is completed, once no one breaks free weakly, we will have to bear the crushing of the divine soul of no one else.

The tangible chain centered on Yan Ming, connecting the Heavenly Gate monks who were not around them.

A weak heartbeat instantly turned tens of thousands of miles into the hottest mist, freezing several people at the same time, Yan Ming also turned his head.

There are a few Qi Dynasty Yuan who can be ignorant, and Yan Ming has done it with a fairy technique.