The flames washed over the ground and the roof of the temple, the hard ground began to burst, and the vitality of the roof began to escape, and then began to burn.

Yuan Wu sensed what was about to happen, he wanted to stop such a thing from happening, and wanted to kill Jing Liuli, who was still in the temple at this time, but he couldn't do it at all.

What he needs to think about most is his life and death.

The sparks were filled with surging killing intent.

The sparks that Zheng Sleeve left in his body were flying around him at this time, more ferocious than ever.

And at this time, what pierced him more directly into the sea was the killing intent of Jing Liuli.

He finally understood that this girl who was recognized as the number one cultivation talent in Changling would definitely not change her mind because of other people's ideas.

If she had a chance to kill herself at this time, she would definitely not hesitate in the slightest.

That's exactly what Jingliuli thinks.

She knew that killing Yuan Wu would remove the last obstacle to the unification of the world, and it would save a lot of time, and it would save a lot of trouble.

So she didn't think about the sword order issued by Ding Ning at this time, and she didn't think about the battle between Ding Ning and Yuan Wu at all, she wanted to try to kill Yuan Wu directly.

In the swirling sparks, she slowly stood up.

Infinite fear welled up in Yuan Wu's eyes.

He finally had another existence after Ding Ning that really filled him with fear.

His body was lying in the sparks, and the moisture in his flesh and blood had been steamed up a lot, and he seemed extremely dry, but at this moment, he finally squeezed out the last trace of his strength and thought of the only possibility to save himself.

There was a loud bang.

A wall behind his dragon chair shattered.

A lifeless figure rushed into the flames.

This is Huang Zhenwei.

Or rather, the dead Huang Zhenwei.

Huang Zhenwei's body landed in front of him, and then a sword intent was generated, piercing through the sea of fire and falling towards the Jingliuli who had already moved forward.

Jing Liuli's brows furrowed deeply, and she stretched out her hand to draw forward.

The vast majority of the sparks in this hall were pulled at this moment, turning into countless sharp fire swords, constantly sprinting on the oncoming sword of Huang Zhenwei.

A loud muffled sound sounded again in the dormitory, which was already like a chaotic porridge.

A mouthful of blood gushed out from between Jing Liuli's pursed lips again, and her body smashed the door behind her, still spinning backwards with the rushing airflow.

Huang Zhenwei's feet smashed the ground, and his hand had already grabbed Yuan Wu, who was about to fall backwards, but he still couldn't stop the retreat.

The ground under his feet continued to explode, and the whole person was blasted out of this dormitory with Yuan Wu, exiting from the place where he broke the wall.

The moment his figure exited the dormitory, the dormitory, which had been burning everywhere in the sparks, collapsed and fell into debris everywhere.

The rubble burns with flames that are hard to extinguish, like the fire slurry of a volcanic eruption that falls into the new and gorgeous palace at the foot of Lishan Mountain.

Everywhere there were fires burning, everywhere they were burning.

Huang Zhenwei's body also burned in many places, and the fire burned his body, emitting a stinky smell of barbecue.

Countless exclamations and breaking sounds rang out in this palace.

Many practitioners have fallen.

But when they saw Huang Zhenwei and Yuan Wu, who was close to a coma, their bodies couldn't help but tremble violently, their hearts were full of horror and confusion, they didn't know whether to put out the fire in the first place, or what to do.

Joruri fell from the sky.

After she flew upside down, she couldn't control her figure when she landed, and fell to the ground, covered in blood.

More than a dozen cultivators in this palace landed not far from her, and there were many sword lights swimming in this space, and these cultivators should have the ability to kill her at this time.

However, no one made a move.

A young cultivator was closer to the Pure Glass that had fallen to the ground than they did.

The young cultivator was dressed in ordinary cloth clothes, but he carried many swords on his back, and the light of the fire clearly illuminated his resolute and delicate face.

This made it easy for these cultivators to recognize his identity.

He is Dugubai.

If he was just the son of a princely family, even if he didn't know what was going on now, these cultivators in the palace would definitely not let him and Jing Liuli leave easily.

However, when these cultivators were in a trance, a middle-aged man coughed softly, and then nodded at them the moment they looked at them, and shook his head again.

That person was not the Dugu Marquis, but he was another prince among the thirteen marquis of Great Qin.

And all these cultivators understood what the prince was trying to convey at this moment.

Nodding his head is a salute for a person in a high position like him, and shaking his head is to signal them not to interfere and let Dugu Bai and Jing Liuli leave.

As a result, the sword light of these cultivators flying in this space hung down weakly, dimming the color.

These practitioners have all confirmed a rumor.

The remaining princes in Changling City had already acquiesced to the conditions of the Bashan Sword Field.

Several carriages were waiting outside Afang Palace, waiting for Dugu Bai and Jing Liuli.

One of the carriages was big, arrogant, as big as a house.

This carriage originally belonged to the Changling Imperial Palace, and it should have been used by Yuanwu before.

However, when Dugu Bai helped Jing Liuli into the carriage of this carriage, Jing Liuli saw many familiar faces.

Not only was Qing Yaoyin waiting to help her heal, but there were also Baili Suxue and Ding Ning waiting for her in this carriage, and even Xie Changsheng.

Jing Liuli glanced at Xie Changsheng first.

Xie Changsheng suddenly understood what she meant, couldn't help but put on a straight face, and snorted coldly: "Don't think I'm not qualified to sit here and wait for you, don't think that you have the most credit for promoting these things, you can't think of a lot of things I do." ”

Listening to his words, Jing Liuli really thought about it seriously, and then nodded, "That's right." ”

Xie Changsheng's face suddenly softened, "Of course I want to come and see a lively event like today." ”

But he didn't expect it, Jing Liuli suddenly said coldly, "But I heard that you bragged before, saying that you might impress me, maybe it would make me fall in love with you?"

Xie Changsheng's face was slightly red, and he was extremely embarrassed in his heart, but he was cheeky and sneered heavily, "Yes, even if there is, it was because he was young and ignorant before, and he had never seen the world." ”

"Well done. When Jing Liuli no longer paid attention to him and saluted to Baili Suxue, Baili Suxue returned the salute seriously and said softly.

"You just believe in me like that, don't you think I might join forces with Yuan Wu to deal with you?" Jing Liuli turned her head to look at the smiling Ding Ning and said.

"Only the weak will give in, but the most important thing is that even if you really join forces with Yuanwu, I don't think you may be able to deal with me. Ding Ning smiled.

"I killed Li Si and dealt with Yuanwu, in fact, I borrowed Zheng Sleeve's hand, if there are people in the world that I admire, Zheng Sleeve can be regarded as one of them, help me burn this palace, make Xinghuo more prosperous, I know you can do it. When he completely relaxed and closed his eyes to accept Qing Yaoyin's medicine, Jing Liuli said this to Ding Ning.