Does the Seventh Realm really want to start a war between the two realms again?

This question, no one is sure.

It has been a full hundred years since the last war between the two realms, and there has been a generation of new people replacing old people in the world, even in the cultivator world, I don't know how many heroes have died in the dust.

It's been too long, it's been so far that many generations have passed in the cultivator realm!

If one generation is divided into twenty years according to the cultivator world, five generations have already passed.

Five generations have never experienced such a great chaos, they do not know the danger of the war, they do not know the devastation of life, and even some hot-blooded people are still hoping that the war will really happen.

It is necessary to establish immortal feats in the chaos and create an immortal family.

It's just that all the elderly cultivators who have experienced the terrifying war between the two realms are all afraid, praying to the heavens that the years of war will not be repeated.

With Zhentianguan as the node, the crowds gathered in the two realms became more and more numerous, and all kinds of terrifying strong clans gathered, and all kinds of strong people who only existed in legends, and even those who were questioned to have died a long time ago, were also born.

At this time, the two brothers, Tianhong and Tongtian, stood at the head of the city with solemn faces, and at their feet, there was the army of the Seventh Realm that was pressed by the black press, which had exceeded one and a half million!

"What are they going to do?" Tongtian was puzzled, and his eyes were full of doubts.

His father, before the retreat, had already asserted that there would be no great war between the two realms for at least a hundred years, so he went into retreat in order to break through that realm and become a true taboo.

But at this time, why?

Tianhong's face was also extremely ugly: "The priest's prophecy will definitely not be wrong, the seventh realm will come to commit it on a large scale, and there must be something we can't know." ”

"Tianhong, come out and fight. ”

At this time, the drought fish from the boundless army of surging momentum, yellowed runes circled the burly body of the drought fish, he galloped up, level with the city, pointing at Tianhong, inviting him to fight.

Tianhong's face suddenly turned cold, and he shouted: "Drought Fish, this emperor asks you, do you really want to start a big war?"

"Tsk, this emperor is not the one in charge, it is useless for you to ask this emperor. The droughtle laughed and mocked, "Can you do a fight?"

"Presumptuous, what kind of identity does Your Highness have, how can he fight with you?

This is the emperor of the Jin family, an old woman, known as the old lady of Jin.

She is too old, at least more than two thousand years old, even if the emperor has the skill to restrain her face, she can't stand the passage of time, and her sideburns have already been white.

"Where is the ugly woman, don't be an eyesore here. ”

The marble frowned.

He has already spied out that although this old woman is quite old, she can be the same as him, and she is in the first mirror of the emperor's road.

"Xiao Qisan, when my Mrs. Jin was dominating the world, your father was still drinking milk!"

"Mrs. Jin?"

The drought has strange eyes.

It seems that this Jin family is a family that the Demon Venerable points out and wants to focus on, right?

"It's Ben Di!" Jin Lao Taijun sneered: "Boy, when you hear the name of Ben Di, aren't you scared?"

"Scared?" Drought Fish's eyes were even more strange: "It's your Jin family who kills, come and die!"

Mrs. Jin roared, she stepped out of the city, and shouted, "Get out and die!"

And, at this time, her serpentine warrior in her hand, it turned out to be a snake-headed cane, which looked like a vicious poisonous snake coiled around a dead tree.

"Pro!"

The drought did not move, he recited the mantra, and the runes attached to his eyebrows flew away, burning in mid-air, and finally seemed to turn into a big 'Lin' character, like a mountain and a mountain, and killed the old lady Jin.

The battle of the emperor is earth-shattering.

Compared with the terrifying monstrous Jin Lao Taijun, the drought seems to be light and light.

On his body, endless runes swirled, ready to fly out of the air and burn at any time, turning into boundless attack and killing techniques.

This really shocked the emperors of the Heavenly and Human Realms, and they had never seen anyone with such a strange way of attacking and killing.

The battle of Zhentianguan continued.

But in the ancestral land of the Phoenix clan, it is calm.

Lin Leyao has been kneeling on the ground, praying sincerely, since Lin Fan entered the ancestral land of the Phoenix Clan, her posture has not changed.

Behind him, many Phoenix Clan people glanced at all directions with solemn expressions, and they could destroy all invading enemies at any time.

At this moment, Lin Leyao's face suddenly changed.

Just because Lord Feng's words sounded in her soul, the Seventh Boundless Army was coming, so she was bound not to return to Zhentianguan, just waiting for Lin Fan here.

Lin Leyao naturally understood what this meant.

In other words, the situation in Zhentianguan is extremely dangerous, even if it is with the ability of the Phoenix Lord, I am afraid that it will not be able to protect her and Lin Fan, so let them take refuge here.

It's protecting them!

In the ancestral land, in the bubbling magma sea, there is a skeleton that emits brilliant fluorescence, and this skeleton flows in rhyme, and inadvertently, there will be a terrifying force to crush the surrounding magma away.

It turned out to be able to compress this boundless magma sea out of absolute space.

"Fire. ”

Just as this skeleton was powering, driving away the magma and about to reforge the flesh, an illusory figure sneered, his fingers flipped up, and a wave of forbidden power flew out, turning into a terrifying samadhi true fire, burning the skeleton.

"Ah......h

This is not a scream of human voices, but a shudder and roar from the soul.

At this time, Fang could see that in the skull of this skeleton, there was a beating divine soul, which was burned and scorched by the samadhi true fire, and pieces of soul clothes were scorched and fell into the magma below.

The original human form, which seemed to be immortal, was instantly lost by most of it, and it was all scorched into nothingness by the real fire.

This skeleton is naturally Lin Fan.

From the moment he was pushed into the sea of fire, his holy realm body had already disappeared, and it was worn out by the unknown Dao, and his immortal body had turned into dust.

Whenever he wanted to reshape his body more than once after adapting to the heat and rules of the current stage, this illusory figure would play the true fire of samadhi, allowing him to endure the grinding again.

It's boundless torture.

Lin Fan could clearly perceive that his flesh was burned inch by inch, and he sensed that his divine soul body was urging cracks and opening, just like the old wall peeling off its skin, and pieces were scattered.

Of course, it's not that I don't feel the change in myself.

The soul fire that seems to be extinguished at any time is actually really indestructible, and those fragments of soul clothes that have been burned into pieces are like dross being discarded, and what is left behind is the essence.

At this time, Lin Fan felt that the power of his divine soul must be more than a step stronger than before.

At this time, he was still in the realm of saints, but even if it was a saint of the Emperor who competed with him for divine soul power, I was afraid that he would have to bow down.

The metamorphosis has been continuing.

Zhentianguan.

When the killing character was burned above the canopy, causing the whole world to be killed, Jin Lao Taijun died tragically.

was pierced through the chest by ten thousand swords, and the emperor's soul was annihilated by infinite killing intent.

Of course, the Drought Fish was also wounded, but compared to the death of the enemy, his injuries were naturally nothing.