Chen Jianping was taken aback, his right hand was Yang, he grabbed the Demon Demon Sword with his hand, and looked at the blood impermanence on the opposite side in surprise, and everyone present looked at the blood impermanence together in shock.

Blood Impermanence looked at Yan Fei'er, then at all the people around him, and said to Chen Jianping: "It's up to you to choose which is more important than the life of a person in the world or the life of a person!

At the moment when Chen Jianping got the Demon Demon Sword, he suddenly felt a heat in his chest, and the two evil suppression orders in his arms flashed, and they actually floated next to the Demon Demon Sword through Chen Jianping's clothes.

Everyone in the field stared at these two floating evil suppression orders tightly, and after a while, Chen Jianping slowly raised the Demon God Sword and looked at everyone, and suddenly the two evil evil suppression orders sounded softly, shooting towards the Demon Demon Demon Sword as fast as lightning.

With a soft sound, the two evil suppression orders were inlaid on the last two grooves of the sword body, and the entire sword body trembled slightly, and a trace of cracks suddenly appeared on the surface of the sword body that was not stone, jade, or iron.

Slowly, this Demon Demon Sword broke free from Chen Jianping's right hand, and slowly floated in the air, the cracks and fine lines on the surface of the sword body became more and more, getting bigger and bigger, and suddenly, a dazzling light shot out from the fine lines.

The surface of the entire sword body began to fall off piece by piece, and in an instant, the surface of the sword body of non-stone, non-jade, and non-iron all fell off cleanly, showing a long sword with a fine light and restrained, white walls like jade, and there were eight Taiji double fish patterns on the sword body, which was sharp, and the fine light was translucent but not dazzling, and it was not ordinary at a glance.

Just when everyone was amazed, the things that fell off the sword body did not fall to the ground, but slowly gathered together, only to see that the many powders gathered more and more tightly, spewing out thick white smoke, about a cup of tea, a piercing scream, and suddenly a bone-chilling chill struck.

A thin layer of frost instantly formed on the floor of the entire stone chamber, and this layer of frost met the molten slurry at the gap where the altar had fallen, and the two sides were suddenly unable to hold each other, and at a distance of about a foot, there was a thin layer of cold frost on one side, and an incomparably hot rolling molten slurry on the other.

After a moment's effort, the hoarfrost in the stone room was getting thicker and thicker, and the white mist in mid-air slowly condensed and dispersed as the temperature dropped rapidly, only to see an off-white bead the size of a quail egg floating in the air, exuding a biting chill.

Jiang Wuyi's eyes were just staring at the gray-white orb, and he muttered, "Yingdan! This is Yingdan in the center of the Demon Suppression Array!"

At this moment, the Demon Demon Sword floating in mid-air trembled slightly, and fell back into Chen Jianping's hand, Chen Jianping held the Demon Demon Sword and looked at Ying Dan floating in the air in a daze.

At this moment, the incomparable evil aura in the depths of the earth seemed to sense something, and a terrible roar came, and the molten slurry at the gap tumbled again, and a blood-red mist suddenly gushed out of a white mist.

The red mist slowly turned into a fierce tiger, roared, and frantically pounced towards Yingdan in mid-air, only to see a layer of white mist suddenly rise around Yingdan's body, and the giant tiger transformed into this red mist was suddenly frozen into an ice lump, paused in the air, fell to the ground and shattered.

At this moment, there was a rumbling sound from the ground again, and the entire stone chamber shook even more violently, and the magma in the gap in the ground tumbled violently, but no matter how the magma rolled, it could not surpass the layer of hoarfrost on the ground in any case.

The fierce air gushing out of the sky, the dull roar seemed to be close to the ears, and an indescribable huge force seemed to gush out at any moment.

Standing on top of a boulder, Blood Impermanence looked at everyone present with interest, and said, "Now that the ninth magic weapon is in front of you, it depends on how you decide!"

Geng Jingyun looked at Yan Fei'er, who was timid next to him, frowned and said: "The Flying Candle Evil Beast can only destroy the world, how can you spare one person and abolish the world, junior brother, make a decision quickly, I'm afraid it's too late to be late!"

Chen Jianping looked at the people who were seriously injured and fell to the ground, and looked at Tian Fu with a bloody face, these many people followed him, wasn't it just for a promise he made at the beginning, didn't he have the same ambition as himself?

If the Flying Candle Evil Beast is born, the world will not be protected, and he is obviously capable of stopping all this, but if he ignores the safety of the world because of the selfishness of one person, how can he be worthy of all the people who follow him?

Zhao Junxian hurriedly said: "Senior brother, there are priorities, what are you hesitating about, the safety and death of the people in the world are not worth the life of a little woman?"

"Boom"

With another tremor, finally, at the gap in the altar, a huge indescribable thing rushed out of the molten slurry, which should be a very small part of the body of some behemoth, and only this very small part, in front of everyone's eyes, was already a large one!

The shocked, frightened, noisy, smoky stone room was filled with a sense of anger and fear and the screams of Wu Datong hiding in the cracks of the stones.

After the deafening roar, the gap was more than doubled in an instant, and a part of the huge body of the Flying Candle Beast rushed out of the ground, and the hot magma flowed over this part of his body, emitting black smoke, and the magma that even the rock could melt seemed to have no effect on its body.

Blood Impermanence was on top of the boulder, and said sharply: "What are you hesitating about, like you, and still promising others!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the Demon Demon Sword in Chen Jianping's hand and said loudly: "You don't deserve this power at all!"

Chen Jianping slowly opened his eyes, shook the Demon Demon Sword in his hand suddenly, flew up, luck protected his whole body, and suddenly grabbed the Yingdan magic weapon in his hand, and the cold air swam all over his body, and suddenly Chen Jianping's body was covered with a thin layer of ice.

I saw that the gap in the gauntlet of the Demon Demon Sword in Chen Jianping's hand suddenly lit up, and the Yingdan magic weapon in his hand sounded softly, and a layer of gray-white shell slowly shattered, leaking out a moment of crystal clear beads.

At this moment, Yan Fei'er on the side let out a painful cry and floated up involuntarily, only to see a trace of blood slowly gushing out of the Lao Gong acupoint in the palms of her hands, and this trace of blood slowly floated in the air, slowly drifting towards the Yingdan magic weapon in Chen Jianping's hand.

At this moment, half of the Flying Candle Evil Beast's huge claws actually stretched out, and everyone gasped, only to see that this gray-white giant grasp was covered with this layer of fish scales, and the pungent fishy smell rose to the sky.

Everyone stared intently at the shocking half-claw at the gap in the altar, and complex expressions of fear and incredulity appeared on everyone's faces.

Yan Fei'er floated in the air in pain, the blood was constantly drawn from the Lao Gong acupoint, and at the moment when it was about to turn into blood, a tear slipped from the corner of her eye.

When the corner of her eye saw the expressions of everyone present, Yan Fei'er smiled lightly, no one would care about the life or death of a little woman like her at this moment, she would still not be able to escape this fate in the end, but what comforted her was that the arrival of this moment was her own willingness, and she had a chance to leave.

Jiang Wuxian looked at the half of the huge claw and said loudly in horror: "Quickly drain her flame spell, quickly...... Come on...... Otherwise, it's too late!"

As soon as the Demon Suppression Array is completed, this is all over!

Jiang Wuyi's roar finally attracted everyone's attention, and the expressions on everyone's faces were so concerned, and their concern was indeed when the Yingdan magic weapon would be withdrawn from the Clean Flame Spell, so as to promote the Demon Suppression Array!

Blood Impermanence sneered at Yan Fei'er, looking at everyone present, he didn't seem to care about the Flying Candle Evil Beast that was about to rush out of the ground beside him, he just sneered and looked at everyone present with interest.

Chen Jianping glanced at the people present, and then took a deep look at Yan Fei'er, who was in pain in mid-air, and said in a deep voice: "You should go away with your aunt!"

Yan Fei'er smiled bitterly in pain, wanting to say something, but she couldn't make a sound when she opened her mouth, and she couldn't even say the last thing she wanted to say at this dying moment.

Just as the Flying Candle Giant Beast behind him struggled to rush out of the ground, just as everyone was anxiously looking at Chen Jianping and Yan Fei'er in mid-air, just as the Yingdan magic weapon was pulling out of the flame spell in Yan Fei'er's body more and more quickly.

Chen Jianping's whole body shook suddenly, everything around him seemed to be still, and the deafening roar seemed to disappear without a trace, Chen Jianping looked at the people under his feet and smiled slightly, and said softly: "The life and death in this world, how can a little girl carry it?"

The next moment, Chen Jianping's left hand tightened suddenly, and then suddenly let go, the Yingdan magic weapon hung in Chen Jianping's palm, only to see him stop drinking, the internal force vomited rapidly, the Yingdan magic weapon trembled slightly, and suddenly turned into powder.

A strong impact was hit, Yan Fei'er screamed in pain, fell to the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, she looked up at Chen Jianping in mid-air in a daze, her eyes were extremely complicated.

And at this moment, in the stunned eyes of everyone, a thunderous roar suddenly came out, and there was a loud bang into the sky, and everyone seemed to be in hell, and countless rubbles scattered in all directions.

The huge stone chamber was razed to the ground, and the entire ground had long since ceased to be in its original state, and a black shadow the size of a mountain faintly flashed in the dust and smoke in the sky.

The Flying Candle Beast has finally been born!