This avenue of rebirth that extended from the flames, the flames on both sides were weakened by great power, although there was residual power, but it was not as strong as before.

The crimson earth was hot and powerful, and the steaming heat rose upwards and could be seen with the naked eye.

A mile and a half ahead, the cultivators saw a green flame as misty as smoke, but there was no tall ancient plane tree, here was a new road that suddenly stretched out, cutting off the sea of fire, and opening up a new path from the sea of fire.

This is a great skill, and only a truly strong person can create this miracle. Yi Xuangong is exquisitely arranged and fickle, obviously pouring Yi Zhixuan's hard work.

"There is a hanging garden in the Qinglong Palace, and there is an endless sea of fire in the Vermilion Bird Palace, what a big deal. Zixin'er's coquettish voice echoed in the hollow.

"Yi Zhixuan did not enter the history of the Eastern Wilderness, and evolved a small secret realm with his own dojo, which left a huge opportunity like Yi Xuangong. Its strength and open-mindedness are rare in the world. The mutilated voice was hoarse and low, speaking everyone's heart.

This steaming, barren stone land is magical, with huge canyons and wide plains. The ravines crisscross thousands of roads, and the mountains are craggy with strange rocks.

This place is more like a condensed world, with fiery red hot stones and powerful flames of various colors, outlining the territory of a small world here.

The further they went, the greater the pressure, and at first the cultivators were able to fly in the sky, but in the end, they had to fall to the ground and move forward on foot.

Even if Jimo is half-incomplete and physically strong, he feels pressure here, and the gravity is getting bigger and bigger, at first it is twice as much as the outside world, and later, it has exceeded the outside world by as much as five or six times.

"If we didn't have a map, we would be lost. ”

After a day, crossing a barren red soil, crossing the scorching stone face, and enduring the aftermath of the flames around the body, the cultivators walked forward for half a day according to the records on the map, and finally reached the end.

Here is a high platform, there is a huge altar on the high platform, the square base symbolizes the place, the round dome symbolizes the circle of the sky, this is the ancestors' initial understanding of heaven and earth, has a profound truth.

The altar is full of vertical and horizontal paths, and it is full of color. The traces of the general trend and the circulation of the Tao directly affect the space, plunging the high platform into an illusion.

The cultivators stood under the altar, under the oppression of the general situation, feeling as small as ants, and they could not give birth to any resistance at all.

"This is a teleportation array, and only a strong person who has comprehended the Dao can portray it. Yan Ran made a rare voice, with an inexplicable emotion.

The cultivators climbed the high platform on foot, and no one dared to make times, and no one had the ability to make times. The general trend outlined here directly suppressed everyone. Even Feng Gongzi's half-piece Taoist soldiers were wailing, and Yan Chen's compass magic weapon had to surrender.

The pressure on the teleportation array was even greater, but fortunately, after some efforts, the cultivators finally climbed onto the teleportation array, but it was this short distance that almost made them collapse.

Above the teleportation array, there was a pale yellow Dao stone, shining brightly.

"Boom!"

The cultivators stood on the teleportation array, and a murmuring suddenly sounded in the sky, and the teleportation array operated automatically.

In the blink of an eye, the sky dizzy, and the vision changed instantly.

Unexpectedly, out of the Suzaku Hall in this way, it is still a hanging garden. The golden light spots spread between the heavens and the earth, and even the clouds were covered with a layer of golden light.

The cultivators did not stop, and flew directly from the air and fell towards the Green Dragon Palace.

The steps are stained with blood, and the ancient trees are in disarray. Once this place was full of aura, it was like a fairyland on earth, but now it is covered with a faint gray mist, like a Shura hell.

"We split up to find the Underworld. ”

The cultivators scattered and searched everywhere. Jimo carried the Jian brothers, followed behind Yan Ran, and looked due east.

There are countless palaces here, each palace is extremely tall, hundreds of long heights, looking magnificent, it is a powerful shock to the soul. These palaces are hidden among countless towering ancient trees, which are dark green and lush, which makes the search a big problem.

Jimo is cautious, he doesn't know where to hide, the gray mist is unguardable, it can confuse the soul and extract vitality, and it should not be underestimated.

"If you find Chi Ming, senior sister don't make a move, let me make a break with him. Jimo looked at Yanran and said softly.

Yan Ran looked at Jimo quietly, and then nodded. She didn't ask much, and didn't seem to care about the grievances between Jimo and Chi Ming. She is cold and noble, like an empty valley orchid.

The two of them fell into the thick ancient woods, which were cold, and crystal clear dew quietly slipped from the tips of the leaves. It's secluded and pristine.

"Be careful. ”

The two searched in the ancient forest for a long time, and almost searched the entire ancient forest, but they did not find the figure of the ghost.

Jimo was about to breathe a sigh of relief when suddenly a remnant scream pierced the quiet woods and came out of the huge palace surrounded by trees.

The two of them flew into the sky and landed on the dome of the palace, only to see countless gray mist diffuse from the palace, the gray mist was thick, obscuring the vision, with a fishy wind, which was mixed with heavy resentment, there were thousands of ghosts crying, and the miserable screams made people's hearts cold.

The mournful screams in the palace were clear at first, but later on, the voices grew lower and lower until they disappeared.

"It's the Dead. ”

The two glanced at each other, and Jimo threw the Jian brothers on the dome and flew towards the palace.

"Senior sister helped me take care of them. ”

Jimo pulled out the sycamore branch and blocked it in front of him, this is the confidence that he dared to face the Ming, the gray mist is afraid of flames, as long as the gray fog is broken, even if Jimo is not defeated by the Ming, there is still Yanran to shoot. Otherwise, with this gray fog, Jimo would never let Yanran go into danger.

The sycamore branches carried the sound of the wind, slashed through the air, seven sycamore leaves crackled, and the flames between cyan and green suddenly erupted, burning the gray mist around them directly, burning a vacuum.

This flame can ignite the cyan flame in the Vermilion Bird Hall again, and its power is not known how much stronger than the magma used in Jimo at the beginning, and the gray mist is directly ignited, and the strong high temperature of the flame completely burns the gray mist within a radius of ten zhang.

"Who is it?"

The gray mist contracted suddenly, and the angry roar of the Shadow came from the depths of the palace.

This gray mist is his greatest reliance, the source of rapid improvement of strength, and the destruction of gray mist is an irreparable loss for him.

At this moment, he still has the appearance of a human, he is covered in gray mist, and a snake head can be seen in the haze, the cold light flashes on the cyan scales, and the two huge fangs are bent and terrifying.

The momentum of the Chi Ming is even more powerful, and the tyrannical aura is unconcealed, devouring hundreds of monks, and the strength of the Chi Ming has broken through the Heavenly Beggar Triple Heaven.

"Jimo, are you here to give me a body?" Chi Ming laughed wildly, and the gray mist rolled towards Jimo.

"I'm here to see you off on your way. Jimo directly sacrificed the sycamore tree branches, rushed into the gray mist, and the seven-foot-long flame spewed out, burning the gray mist around him cleanly.

Where the branches of the sycamore trees passed, the wind howled, and tongues of fire flew, incinerating the gray mist directly into nothingness.

Jimo rushed into the gray mist, slammed the sycamore branches, chased the gray mist, swept out endless flames, and the palace was instantly full of flames, and even the temperature of the entire palace was raised.

The gray fog had no chance to avoid it, and it was completely destroyed.

"Ahh

He screamed so badly that he rushed out of the palace and flew into the sky, and by the time he received the gray mist around him, less than forty percent was left.

Jimo stepped into the air, looking at the Ming from afar, he sacrificed the sycamore branches, his eyes were slightly condensed, and the originally verdant sycamore leaves were actually glowing with a faint yellow at this moment.

It seems that this big killer also has its own lifespan and cannot be used indefinitely.

"Chi Ming, the grievances of you and me in the past are over today. Jimo held the branch of the sycamore tree, followed behind Chi Ming, and chased Chi Ming all over the sky.

Chi Ming's real strength is in the Heavenly Begging Triple Heaven, he is in addition to Yan Ran, the second Heavenly Begging Triple Heaven monk in this small secret realm, but at this moment, he is chased by Jimo, a hairy boy from the Seventh Heaven of Qixuan, and is running all over the sky, which is undoubtedly an irony.

The speed of Chi Ming is too fast, and it is difficult for Jimo to catch up, but even if there are still forty percent of the gray mist left, it is still like a gray cloud, and Jimo finds an opportunity, so he uses the sycamore branch to wave a flame and burn the gray mist.

"Jimo, do you really think I'm afraid of you. "Chi Ming finally withdrew the gray mist into his body, he didn't put the gray mist away before, just because there were many restrictions on receiving this gray mist into his body, but at this moment the gray mist has been destroyed seventy percent, and he is not allowed to put it into his body and re-conceive.

"Where are you going to flee to? Suddenly, there was a long howl from the west, and a wooden whip more than ten zhang long flew from the west.

"Die!"

Feng Gongzi's face was cold, he came from the north, half a Dao soldier on his head, and raised his hand to slap out a giant palm of aura more than ten zhang.

"Boom!"

The mutilated foot stepped out of a vacuum and killed from the south.

"Chi Ming, where else can you escape to now?" Jimo held the Question Heart Halberd in his right hand and the sycamore branch in his left hand, unconcealing his killing intent.

Jimo kills people, but he will always have a reason to kill, but Chi Ming kills people, but it is the life of Cao Kan.

Besides, coming from that cave, Chi Ming has always wanted to kill Jimo, and this sword of death hanging high above Jimo's head will suddenly come out of its sheath.

Now that he can kill the Immortal, he will never hesitate.

The purple Dao eyes were wide open, and Yan Chen was holding a compass magic weapon in his hand, and his body was covered by colorful divine light. He came from the west, and his voice murmured in the sky.

"The ...... of the Immortal Strongman Three Hundred Years Ago"

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