As the sound of Su Musha resounded above the sky, the thick fog in the mountains finally dissipated, revealing the magnificent atmosphere behind it.

There are vicissitudes of life, and the old man walked out of the mountain gate.

"The old man burned a son, the sect master of the Ziyan Sect, please ask Daozi, why bother me and wait for a small family. ”

If you look at it from the perspective of others, the huge first-class sect is already considered to be at its peak, but Yan Yizi knows that even the entire Ziyan Sect, in the eyes of Su Musha, is afraid that it is really like a small family.

"It's not embarrassing, handing over the demon crane is, the deity has always been easy to talk to. ”

Coldly responded, Su Musha also took off, stood in the clouds, and looked at Yan Yizi.

Everyone knows that the demon crane's statement is just an excuse for Su Musha, and at this moment, it is used to prevaricate the master of a sect, Rao is to burn a son, and they are all angry, but they are afraid of Su Musha here.

Yan Yizi's face was gloomy: "Daozi really doesn't want to let me wait?"

This is a battle of life and death, and Su Musha also looked at Yan Yizi with a loud voice.

"Immortal cultivation is not easy, the deity understands you, and specially sends you to the god list, in the future, borrowing incense, proving the way of the gods, isn't it beautiful?

As he spoke, Su Mushu waved his sleeves, and 100,000 red streamers rose into the air!

He didn't have much energy to fight with Yan Yizi, the road to immortality was originally a struggle between life and death, since ancient times, I don't know how many monks, stepping on blood and tears, only left a few limited legends and figures.

And with the wave of Su Musha's hand, the soldiers of the Dao Ruins also appeared in front of the world for the first time.

In the void, many elders were secretly exclaiming.

This is a means that has never been thought of, and ordinary people have been refined into treacherous existences by ancient methods.

The ancient bronze armor was tightly attached to the bodies of these ruin soldiers.

Others may not be able to see any clues, but there are many elders in the void, all of whom are in the way of refining, and they all gasp when they see Su Musha's methods at this moment.

This is refining these soldiers as a magic weapon!

Even these battle armors are tightly refined with the qi, flesh and flesh of these monks.

It's like ...... It's like a skeleton made of bronze.

And the battle armor is filled with a sense of the vicissitudes of time, like an antiquity, only a few Yongquan Sanren recognized the heels of these armors, which looked dilapidated, but these armors were from the original Yin soldiers of the capital!

Through the cracks in the bronze armor, the skin of these soldiers was also cracked, but there was no blood flowing out of the cracks, but the Great Sun Essence was constantly circulating, as if the blood of these people had turned into magma.

This is an unimaginable pain for ordinary people, refining the essence of the Great Sun into the qi and blood of these people, and giving birth to the realm of ordinary people who build a foundation.

A real person in the foundation building realm will not be moved if he burns a son, but the terrible thing is - 100,000 real people!

This is the real horror of the Dao Ruins soldiers, even those Holy Land Great Sects, in the face of 100,000 real people, I am afraid that it will take a long time, not to mention, these so-called Dao Ruins soldiers will also condense the battle array!

What kind of power will such a war have? It will almost change the color of the old people in the void!

"You can fight against the Dan! and even compete with the half-step Yuanying!"

In the void, there is an old man who gave the answer, this is the refining weapon master of the Southern Regions, and there is even a baby treasure and Taoist weapon, all of which are from the hands of this person, very famous, and it is rumored that he has the ancient refining method in his hand, and he is proficient in the formation path.

Although it was extremely cruel to perform such a method, and cut off the talents that might exist in them, they were shackled to the foundation building realm, unless Su Musha could find a thicker and purer evil qi for them.

Even their Shouyuan is not as good as the real Zhuji real person.

However, as long as they live, they are a terrifying combat force that no Yuedan Daozi is willing to face.

There are even many Daozi who are glad that Su Musha has not brought these 100,000 Dao Ruins soldiers to join the Fengshen Battlefield before.

The soldiers of the Dao Ruins rose into the air, and the number of 100,000 was divided into eight shares at this moment, displaying above the heavenly dome, this is the flight of the imperial weapon, and their physical bodies are no different from magic weapons.

Above the sky, there is a battle flag, which is a black battle flag, on which the word "Daoxu" is written in ancient seals.

However, the old man of the Pure Yang Sect in the void had an extremely ugly face at the moment, just because this battle flag was the original Sun God Flag.

Even, the Great Sun Essence was the treasure that the elders of the Pure Yang Sect had found for the Daozi of the Pure Yang Sect at the beginning, refined into a divine flag, and became his natal magic weapon, in an attempt to be able to use this to plan in the overall situation of the gods.

Who would have thought that in the end, whether it was the Great Sun Essence or the Sun God Flag, all of them became the help of Su Musha here.

A thick evil aura permeated the sky, and the ancient battle array condensed in this world!

The subtlety of the battle array has not yet been fully manifested, but the old man's roar has already sounded first.

"Purple Flame Burning Sky Array!"

That's something out of nothing!

Su Musha's brows were slightly adjusted.

The quality of this kind of spiritual flame even surpassed the Dan fire of the cultivator of the Hutian Dao Sect, which should not have appeared in an ordinary first-class sect.

Just in an instant, above the empty sky, a little purple flame manifested, and in the next moment, a monstrous sea of fire emerged, wanting to burn the Dao ruins arrayed on the heavenly dome!

In the midst of the flames, there were several only phantoms that had been burned.

Even Su Musha was silent.

It was the Purple Flame Sect's Elder Jiedan, who had burned his qi and blood, essence, divine soul, and even the source of vitality, and was able to achieve such a terrifying sea of purple flame fire.

The fog cleared, and the mountain gate appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

After the five breaths, the foundation-building disciples of the Purple Flame Sect also joined the Great Array, which was the key to the survival of the sect and the only chance for them to survive.

In another moment, even the outer disciples and miscellaneous disciples were also scarlet in their eyes, gritted their teeth, and used the secret methods of the sect, giving up part of their vitality, even Shouyuan, and filling them into the big array, making the monstrous sea of fire more and more vigorous.

In the center of the sea of fire, even the Void Barrier was burned out of a large black hole, revealing the Void Turbulence within.

The previously calm Burning Son now has a hideous face.

"Mei Danzi, underestimate my Ziyanzong, you should be burned at the stake today!"

After that, the old man stood in the middle of the sea of fire, with a brilliant colorful treasure in his hand!

In the mountains, there is a decaying old man who appears, this is the heritage of a sect, a strong man who has almost stepped into the realm of Yuanying, who was shackled by the way forward for some reason, paid a great price, and is in a half-dead state, surviving to this day.

Even the burning son was moved, and the treasure light in his hand stagnated.

"Uncle Ancestor ......"

The decaying old man crossed the heavenly vault and stood in the middle of the sea of fire.

Even such a bright flame could not remove the rotten dead qi on the old man's body.

"Child, give me the fan, if there is a glimmer of life today, it should be you, not me, who will lead the sect down. ”

Burning a son with a sad face, but he still handed over the treasure fan in his hand to the rotten old man.

Raising his dry skull-like head, the old man looked at Su Musha and grinned.

"The old immortal has lived for thousands of years, and half of his body has been in the ground, I never thought that there would be a time to compete with Daozi, and it was worth dying!"

With that, the old man rose into the air.

The vast sea of fire is also rising against the storm, and the beating of the fireworks is synchronized with the breath of the decaying old man in an instant!

Between heaven and earth, it is as if there is no such mountain.

There are no more elders who burn life and longevity.

There are no more of these people.

There was not even a sea of fire.

There is only one rotten old man.

Only the treasure fan in his hand.

The fan that exuded a brilliant treasure suddenly opened.

It was a treasure light that even Su Musha's eyes couldn't look at directly!

It's not a magic weapon! It even surpasses the grade limit of ordinary refining weapons.

Looking at the treasure fan in the old man's hand, Su Mu suddenly remembered the treasure of the fairy world in the ancient legend - the five fires and seven birds fan!

The Five Fire Treasures have seven feathers, and they give people the first time to ride and leave the screen.

The strange rocks in the mountains are turned into ashes, and they are fried in the sea and are less exposed.

Kemukejin is the first, and the burning of beams and buildings has not stopped.

Even though Ren Er has a fairy body, he will be extinguished when he encounters a fan.

Su Musha took a deep breath, and even the air was accompanied by a burning smell of burnt.

"Kill!"