"Boom!"

The sea of fire shook, and a fire demon came out of it, roaring angrily, and rushed madly towards the celestials.

This flame demon has actually reached the Venerable Primal Realm.

"Look for death!"

The celestial people sneered, and the golden light robe was covered, and it was directly refined.

The expression of the Dazzling Son remained unchanged.

"Boom!"

The sea of fire shook and turned from red to orange.

In the sea of fire, a four-armed flame demon stepped out.

The aura of this four-armed flame demon was much stronger than before. However, it is still refined by the golden light robe of the celestial man.

But this is still just the beginning.

The six-armed flame demon, the eight-armed flame demon, and the ten-armed flame demon are all coming out one by one.

When the ten-armed flame demon came out, the celestial beings could no longer deal with it calmly.

Late Venerable!

These ten-armed flame demons have reached the late stage of supernatural powers, and they can be called supreme monsters. And that's just part of the supernatural powers.

"Boom!"

The ten-armed flame demon and the celestial robe collided again and again, and were finally wiped out.

However, the sea of fire turned green, and a roar rang out.

Another flame demon walked out.

Twelve arms!

These twelve-armed flame demons are no longer in the late stage of supernatural powers, but at the top of supernatural powers, comparable to the strongest.

"Roar!"

The twelve-armed flame demon was covered in flames, spewing thin fire gas, rushing closer, and the twelve-armed pinching technique bombarded, wanting to destroy the heavens and people.

"Boom!"

The strongest blow slammed into the golden robe.

"Buzz ......"

The golden robe trembled, and it actually returned to normal.

The twelve-armed flame demon struck a blow and was completely absorbed.

"What?" The Divine Son of Xuan Chang frowned, snorted coldly, and the sea of fire rolled upside down, and a group of flame demons actually rushed out.

Although there are no more twelve-armed flame demons, there are more than a dozen ten-armed flame demons, even more than a hundred eight-armed flame demons, and as for the six-armed flame demons, there are countless of them.

What an amazing power is this?

Luo Chen secretly smacked his tongue.

Not to mention anything else, if this Dazzling Transformation Holy Son alone does not take into account the factors of the protectors and ancestral weapons of the Beishan Alliance, he can almost destroy the Beishan Alliance with one force.

Powerful!

Only these two words can set off.

Thousands of Divine Powers Realm bombarded, and the power was monstrous, but this power could not even break through the golden light robe!

"Huh...... Xuanhuo Zhuji changes, the Nine Hundred Divine Dao of the Fallen Immortal Valley, you have obtained one of the essences. It seems that in the days when the deity has been in trouble, there are really some outstanding people in the Valley of Fallen Immortals.

It's a pity that in front of the deity, you don't see enough. So, let's obediently make a wedding dress for the deity. Celestial sneered.

"Boom!"

The golden light robe suddenly went berserk, suppressing thousands of fire demons.

"Buzz ......"

"Buzz ......"

Thousands of Flame Demons collapsed and disintegrated.

Even the Twelve-Armed Flame Demon is no exception.

In an instant, all the fire demons were refined and became the food for the growth of the golden light robe.

"What?" Xuanchang's face changed sharply, and he suddenly woke up.

The reason why the heavenly people allowed him to push his supernatural powers to the extreme was not because he was powerless, but because he wanted to borrow himself to weigh what the level of the Holy Son of the Fallen Immortal Valley was now.

Worship yourself, one trick is enough!

"Clothes Refining Divine Technique!" the celestial man roared sharply, and pressed his palm towards the Xuanchang Holy Son.

When he landed, the body of the Xuanchang Holy Son was stiff, and even the Yuan Shen was stagnant and unable to move.

"No!" the Son of Dazzling Transformation looked frightened.

As a holy son, he naturally understands the horror of the art of refining clothes.

Once you are caught in this technique, then, even if you are revered as a holy son, you will become a slave to others, and all your efforts will only be to make wedding clothes for others.

The Holy Son of Xuanchang was unwilling, and wanted to blow himself up and avoid this technique, but even if he had thousands of spells in his heart, he was not allowed to use them in front of the heavens. The celestial man only grabbed it, and decided his life and death!

At this moment, the Xuantian Holy Son suddenly moved.

It is not a bombardment to the heavens, but a direct attack on the Son of Xuanchang.

"Clothes Refining Divine Technique!" Xuantian Holy Son, who also played a technique, took the lead and hit the body of the Xuantian Holy Son.

"Xuantian, you are looking for death......" Xuanchang Holy Son roared angrily.

Before the words fell, there was a burst of "Peng", turning into a rolling vitality and injecting into the body of the Xuantian Holy Son.

"Oh, you can also refine the Clothes Divine Technique? It's a pity that your Clothes Refining Divine Technique has not yet been cultivated, otherwise, the right talent can use that kid's projection as a guide and refine it into a Dao slave. The celestial man glanced at the Xuantian Holy Son strangely, and he didn't get angry at him for interrupting his actions.

It seems that this, in its eyes, is just a trivial matter.

"Hehe, it's just a dazzling change, and it's not in the eyes of the Holy Son. Xuantian Shengzi smiled: "It's just that this time I encountered a strong man, if it weren't for the lack of Taoism in this body, I wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to the pig who changed my mind." ”

"Oh?" the celestial's eyes lit up: "The Dazzling Fire Extreme Change, which has cultivated one of the nine hundred divine paths in this valley, can be regarded as a male master in this world. You don't even pay attention to such a character? Could it be that you have cultivated the highest of the nine hundred divine paths in this valley, the one hundred and eight divine paths?"

"Hehe, disappointed Your Excellency, no. Xuantian Holy Son shook his head.

"Huh?" The celestial man showed a hint of surprise: "You haven't cultivated the One Hundred and Eight Divine Dao, and you still dare to project such an old god in front of the deity, the deity is a little curious about what you rely on."

To be honest, even if you cultivate one hundred and eight divine paths, it will be difficult to stir up any storms in front of the deity with the power of projection alone, and if you join forces with that kid, maybe you can retreat safely. It's a pity ......"

"Hehe, although the respect is strong, the tone is really big. Xuantian Saint Son smiled coldly.

"Huh?" The celestial man frowned, stopped talking nonsense, and pressed his palm down: "Clothes refining magic technique!"

"Buzz ......"

Xuantian Holy Son's body shook, and a strange fluctuation emanated, and it seemed that there were many faults within the ten zhang of the space where he was located.

The incomparably powerful Clothes Alchemy Divine Technique could not come.

Tianren was slightly surprised, and laughed strangely: "Interesting." ”

"The dragon and the phoenix are fighting for the Divine Dao!"

"Shura Hungry Ghost Dao!"

"The Great Asura Killing Gods!"

"Break the heavens and the earth and have no way of life!"

In the roar of rage, endless horror and killing opportunities were permeated.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

A kind of powerful supernatural powers that shocked Luo Chen, surging wildly, rushed into the fault.

"Boom!"

The fault continues to collapse, and the space is rapidly restored.

In the end, all directions were filled with supreme killing intent against the Xuantian Holy Son.

However, the Xuantian Holy Son didn't care at all, and pressed his palm on the void. "Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, like green silk turning into snow at dusk!"

In this drink, Xuantian Holy Son's silver hair was white in the wind, and the roots were actually clanging, colliding with each other, splashing rune sparks.

Runes and runes, intertwined with the void, seemed to seal some kind of existence.

Time!

"Time Divine Power, have you comprehended the rules of time?" the celestial people could not calm down, and they were full of surprise.

"No! No, what you realize is not the law of time, but ...... The Heavenly Scripture that contains the divine power of time?The One Hundred and Eight Supreme Scriptures of Heaven and Earth, the Sendai Abyss?The Valley of the Fallen Immortals is actually willing to open the Sendai Abyss?" (To be continued.) )