Elsen Red understood this sentence, but she didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence.

He didn't know what a fire stealer was, and what gods these foreign powerhouses worshipped.

He knew that he was facing the most dangerous situation in his life, even more dangerous than when he faced the Heavenly Sea Holy Empress in the Heavenly Book Tomb.

The other party was able to make the cold wind in the mountains turn his voice into the language of this continent, proving that his conjecture was right.

These monsters from the Holy Light Continent were indeed innate enough to understand and freely apply the rules of the laws of heaven and earth.

It is even possible that their existence is based on these jurisprudence rules.

But at this time, Variant Red had become very calm, and even his expression had become extremely indifferent.

As a strong man in the mainland, when encountering real major events, of course, he can't panic, and he is more calm.

After the previous fight, he had already mastered the combat methods of these two angels and the methods of the other party's use of the laws of heaven and earth.

If it's just one-on-one, he's confident that at least he won't lose.

The problem is that his wife has broken her arm and is seriously injured, and the two truly unfathomable powerhouses of Madame Mu and Black Robe are still by her side.

The violent-aura-like angel suddenly fell, and the lightsaber in his hand slashed at a different red.

Although he had only awakened for a short time, his fighting consciousness was still intact, and he felt that this human powerhouse could threaten him.

So he decided to get rid of this person first.

The other kind of red waved his sleeve out of the sword, extremely chic, but the hand holding the starlight void sword quietly broke out of his sleeve!

A fist appeared in the air, smashing the lightsaber in the angel's hand to pieces.

At the same time, the little red flower circulating at high speed suddenly left the side of the other red and attacked the door of another angel.

The little red flower suddenly shattered into countless extremely sharp petals.

In the dense roar, the light was great.

And then it snapped.

The next moment, when the four fields were illuminated again, they were already in the sky more than ten miles away.

Several tiny cuts appeared on the faces of the two angels, and golden blood filled with divine energy dripped like dew.

They looked at the different red with their swords floating in the air, and there was still no emotion, no anger, no vigilance, and still indifference in their eyes.

The more this happens, the more terrifying it becomes.

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Countless thunderbolts exploded in the air, and waves of air gushed out, brutally tearing the last white cloud to pieces.

A moment later, countless streams of light fell from the sky, and finally turned into a line of fire visible to the naked eye, looking like a meteorite rain.

The people in the White Emperor City exclaimed again and again, and the chaos was extreme, and some timid people even thought it was a punishment from heaven, and knelt on the ground and kowtowed again and again.

Some big tribes and wealthy manors activated their formations at the first time, preparing to withstand those fire slurries carrying infinite high temperatures, while the demon guards in the palace, the army in the White Emperor City, and a large number of strong people controlled by the Elders were ready to quickly extinguish the flames.

However, the situation was not as terrible as imagined, those flowing fires disappeared before they fell to the ground, only the remnants of the heavenly fires made the temperature of the White Emperor City rise sharply, as if it had suddenly come to a scorching summer day, and only a few streams of light fell into the Red River.

The sky of the entire White Emperor City was forbidden and blocked at this time, and no sound and light could be transmitted, and the strong people of the continent who could understand those streamers could not see it, and the people and ministers of the demon clan who could see these streamers did not know what those streamers were.

Blood fell from the sky.

Every strand of light is a drop of blood.

These bloods come from distant powerhouses in other continents, and also from powerhouses from this continent.

They are all supreme beings in the Divine Realm, and their blood contains countless divine energy, holy as gold, and even hotter than magma.

When a few drops of holy blood fell into the Red River, those huge demon beasts silently sank deeper to the bottom of the water, while many demon beasts with insufficient intelligence could not resist their instinctive desire at all, and swam desperately to that side, and then fiercely fought for it, rushing to devour it.

In the end, the demon beast that devoured those few drops of holy blood was then devoured by the more ferocious demon beast, and this process was repeated many times cruelly and boringly.

It wasn't until late at night that these few drops of holy blood were finally determined, and they were all seized by a fire Jiao from the depths of the Heavenly Tree.

This Fire Jiao was not a lucky one, its combat power was comparable to that of a Star Gathering Realm powerhouse, and it could not withstand the divine power contained in these few drops of holy blood at all.

Under the extremely turbulent and dangerous water, Huojiao struggled for a whole night, and finally spontaneously combusted to death, and the night Red River was as bright as if it was burning.

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That night, many demon people noticed the strangeness of the Red River, and they knelt on both sides of the river, praying non-stop, praying for His Majesty the White Emperor to come out of the customs as soon as possible, praying that the gods could send blessings, and praying that the nine heavenly trees hidden in the depths of the clouds and mist could shield the demon clan from all disasters.

Although those streamers did not fall to the ground and did not bring terrifying heavenly fire, the White Emperor City was still extremely chaotic, because the air waves from the sky still damaged many buildings, especially the protective fences of several beastyards and pastures near the Zuojia Heavenly Tree were completely overturned, and I don't know how many beasts escaped by taking advantage of the chaos.

In order to maintain law and order and stabilize the situation as soon as possible, the White Emperor City was officially under martial law, except for the people who knelt down along the banks of the river, no one took care of it, most of the area in the city was already quiet, and there were soldiers patrolling everywhere, and the places close to the forbidden places of the palace and Baishi Mountain were personally guarded by the most elite Red River demon guards.

The control of the outer city along the river is relatively relaxed, and it seems much more deserted than usual, no one dares to go out at all, and even if they go out, they go to bow down to the burning Red River, where is still in the mood to buy drunk, the business of the tavern is extremely poor, and it is closed early.

Xuanyuan Po left the tavern and went to the shore, looking at the light and flames in the depths of the river, feeling the divine aura contained in it, he subconsciously looked at the sky, thinking to himself what happened during the day, could it be a battle between the powerhouses of the sacred realm?

From the Star Picking Academy to the National Religious Academy, from Kyoto back to the White Emperor City, the young man of the bear clan has been extremely diligent in his cultivation, in the eyes of others, his arm has long been useless, but he himself still retains a strong self-confidence, just like those other guys in the National Religious Academy, but he knows very well that his current realm is still extremely far away from the sacred realm, even if he looks at it for a long time, he can't find anything from those divine fires in the river, so he quickly left the river and walked towards his home.

His home is also in the outer city along the river, a place called Matsucho, where many poor people live in the White Emperor City, most of the buildings are made of the most common and cheapest pine wood, barely insulated from the heat and cold, but the water is often not smooth, walking in it, from time to time you will smell some foul smells.

Xuanyuan Po seemed to be unaware of this, and walked silently along the ramp, whether it was the sound of beating and scolding from the houses on the street, or the sound of heavy riding hooves in the distance, or the flying chariots in the night sky, which looked like flowing fire, his expression did not change in any way.