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"Boom. ”

However, in an instant, the huge meteor had fallen halfway up the severed mountainside, blasting the mountain rock out of a huge pit with a radius of dozens of zhang.

"The Flame Bird has not visited the Soul Venerable for a long time, and he feels very guilty in his heart, so he specially brought a small gift, this spar is sealed with the Fairy Land Human Race Suiren Clan, and I ask the Lord to accept it. The voice of the flaming bird followed.

Jing heard the voice of the flame bird, and the cold sword intent around him suddenly dissipated. He looked in disbelief at the halfway point of the mountain where the dust was still flying, his face was full of disbelief, how could the Suiren Clan be held hostage by the Flame Bird!

The flame bird did not enter this cave, she threw the spar protecting Li Junhao into the cave and turned around and ran. The speed was as fast as a meteor crossing the sky, a hundred thousand miles in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, the flame bird that had moved away from the cave was still full of fear in his eyes. She shivered as she looked back into the depths of the ghost. The object of her fear is not the soul, but Li Junhao!

Ever since she sealed Li Junhao in the condensed hedron of the Great Avenue of Fire, she was calm at first. But when she arrived at the ghost dragon, Li Junhao's body gradually rose to make her uneasy.

That breath came very suddenly, as if there was a mysterious power in the underworld, blessed on Li Junhao. In front of that breath, she had a feeling of facing the vast world, her insignificance was infinitely magnified, and at the same time, an inexplicable sadness surged into her heart, and even made her want to commit suicide for a while!

If it weren't for the last thought of her unborn child, she would have died in front of that terrible breath!

The flaming bird couldn't help but raise its feathers when it thought of the accident just now, and its heart was full of fear. As for why Li Junhao had such a change, she could only guess that it was because he used a method similar to the Great Sacrifice Technique.

But in the specific information, which strong person was sacrificed, it is not something she can understand. But one thing she knew was that it must be a great being.

As for the bastard of the soul, I can only wish you good luck. The flame bird thought of the soul that he didn't know yet, and his heart inexplicably rose a little refreshed.

In the middle of the cave.

"Haha, Terran immortals, it's really good to be here. The spirit was stunned for a moment, then laughed excitedly.

With this human race immortal in his hands, he will definitely be able to decipher the information that Pangu has left in the soul of humans. Back then, Nuwa used Pangu as a template to create the Terrans, but because the Terrans were weak, they became a laughing stock, and now it seems that the Terrans must have hidden a great secret.

It can make Nuwa bother so much, and the hidden things in it are related to Pangu, which really excites the deity.

"Impossible, how could the Suiren Clan's generation of Tianjiao be betrayed by the Flame Bird! You monster don't want to lie to me, go to death!" Jing said with a crazy face.

He stared at the soul with hatred, burning his soul, and the whole person turned into a divine sword that was about to slash the heavens and the earth, and slashed at the souls that were close at hand.

Jing slashed out with a sword, and the space shattered, rippling with ripples. The ripples swept by, and a tornado suddenly rose between the heavens and the earth, sweeping everything away where it passed, and the valley was completely destroyed in an instant. The tornado continued to move towards the wasteland beyond the valley, as if it were about to destroy the world.

The various orcs in the wasteland looked at the tornado in the distance, their faces were stunned at first, and then they ran frantically into the distance, trying to escape the scope of the tornado.

The soul looked at the huge tornado in the distance, and his brow furrowed slightly. Although he didn't care about the death of humans, the orcs in that wasteland were all toys that he had carefully cultivated for countless years. If they all die, it is not easy to cultivate again.

Many of these beings have a great element of luck, and few of them have been successful in subsequent experiments of the same kind. For him, these are extremely valuable experimental materials.

"What a troublesome little guy. Seeing that he didn't look at Jing, the soul opened his mouth and sucked lightly into the void.

The tornado that penetrated the sky and the earth seemed to be controlled by an invisible big hand and became smaller little by little, and finally submerged into the mouth of the soul.

"Hehe, the little guy is really not cute enough. The soul extinguished the huge tornado, looked down at Jing who was attacking him, and mocked.

At this time, there is only a soul in Jing's eyes, and he wants to use his life to interpret the unyielding nature of the human race. He slashed out with a sword, full of remorse and determination.

This sword is as fast as lightning, like thunder, and the space is shattered.

The distance between him and the soul was too close, and in less than an instant, the sword light had already reached three inches in front of the soul. Then the sword stopped, and it was frozen there, as if it had been paused in a movie.

With a hideous smile on his face, the soul stretched out his thin, withered arm, and with a small hand with only four fingers, he crushed the right hand of the Jinghua Sword.

"Ahh The bones of his right hand were pinched into powder, and the intense pain made Jing unable to hold back any longer, and let out a muffled snort of pain.

The soul seemed to be even more excited when it heard Jing's wail and saw his twitching face. His eyes deepened and he shouted, "Scream, loud wail." Let your wailing come to the deity's pleasure. ”

"Bah, the Terrans will never give in. Although Jing's painful face was distorted, he would rather die than let out a painful snort, but with unyielding eyes, he stared at the soul coldly and said hoarsely.

The spirit showed a mocking look and smiled, "Haha, I just like funny little guys like you. Wait a minute, the deity will take out the flint clan and devour it in front of you, I wonder if you can still maintain this deity with this gratifying demeanor. ”

At the beginning, because of the words of the Flame Bird, Jing dispersed the sword intent that had been so hard condensed, and he obviously cared very much about it.

When Jing heard this, his face changed greatly.

When the soul said of the Suiren clan, his brows suddenly furrowed, and his eyes were slightly closed and he looked sideways at the halfway point of the mountain, and his face was very solemn.

He suddenly felt a strange aura coming from the hedrons, and the breath made him extremely uneasy. It's like facing a saint in King's Landing, and it seems to be being targeted by heaven and earth, which makes him feel creepy.

And the Flame Bird's actions made him even more uneasy. Because after the flame bird dropped the hedron, it turned around and ran without looking back, as if there was an extremely terrifying existence behind it.

He has dealt with the Flame Bird countless times, and every time the Flame Bird sends prey, he can't wait for his reward. This time, however, she turned and ran, no matter what the spirit thought, it didn't feel right.

Although the spirit guessed that she was being calculated by the flaming bird, she was in no mood to pay attention to her. Because he could clearly see that the hedron halfway up the mountain had begun to shatter!

He is very entangled now, not to mention whether it is a rare Terran immortal inside. It was the strange and dangerous aura that gave him a headache, and the sense of danger that could fall at any time made his heart beat violently, and his soul was trembling.

As the spar gradually shattered, an inexplicable breath leaked out of the spar, and the entire cave began to tremble slowly, and a roar sounded in the sky.

The soul swallowed with difficulty, his eyes looked fearfully halfway up the mountain, and an inexplicable sadness suddenly rose in his heart. He reached out and touched his cheek, two lines of pale green tears, unstoppably flowing.

"What the hell is this!" the spirit whispered uneasily, staring at the halfway up the mountain, his heart beating violently.

He himself is enlightened with his soul, and his own soul is extremely powerful, much stronger than the strong people of Daluo in the same realm. But now, someone made him inexplicably grief and even cry without him noticing.

This situation can only show that the person either has a cultivation far beyond him, or has a deeper understanding of the way of the soul, and in the face of this unknown strange existence, the soul is not afraid.

"It's raining?" The soul was terrified, and suddenly heard a hoarse voice beside him, and suddenly came back to his senses.

He looked up at the sky, and saw that there were no clouds gathering on the sky, but a drop of blood-red rain was dripping from the sky like a beaded curtain.

The blood rain fell from the sky, accompanied by bursts of mourning, as if this heaven and earth were crying and mourning!

He stretched out his hand to take a drop of blood, the expression on his face was suddenly terrified, and he shouted in disbelief: "The sky is crying blood, the saint has fallen, this is impossible, impossible!"

The spirit roared and looked halfway up the mountain. At this time, the smoke and dust halfway up the mountainside had slowly receded, and even Jing could see that the blood-red spar was completely covered with cracks, as if it would be broken at any time.

"Click. ”

Just as the soul was frightened and confused, a series of soft sounds came from halfway up the mountain.

The blood-red spar instantly emitted a brilliant glow like the blazing sun, and then completely shattered!

The hedron shattered, and a figure stood up from it. Although he just stood there and didn't move, he had an aura that people couldn't help but surrender. It's like the king of heaven and earth, so people don't dare to look at it directly.

When Li Junhao recovered, this Fang Dong Tian World trembled suddenly, and the soul was horrified to find that he had completely lost control of this Fang Dong Tian!

Although this Cave Heaven was not his inner world, for countless years, he had already completely brought this world under his control. But now, that man is silently in control of the world. This can only show that the other party is much stronger than himself.

The soul wanted to run away for a while, but when he thought of the Demon Emperor's order, he didn't dare to take action. His heart trembled violently, and he trembled uneasily, "Who are you?"

The strange state of this heaven and earth made him think too much in his heart. The sky weeps blood, which is a sign of the fall of the saint. But the terrifying aura on Cang Tian's body made it impossible for him to connect with the fallen saint.

Could it be that he is a fallen saint, hovering between life and death, wanting to be resurrected again!

In an instant, the soul thought of a legend, a legend about the fall of the saint. His already huge eyes turned into brass bells, and he looked at the sky in horror, his whole body trembling.

Legend has it that after the fall of the saint, he did not completely dissipate from heaven and earth. Their Dao, at the moment of sanctification, was already closely linked with the Heavenly Dao of the Desolate World. And some of the pinnacle existences among the saints, even after the fall, may be resurrected again.

This kind of existence appeared once in the second era of the flood and famine, and its name was Yahweh! After Yahweh was resurrected, he tried in vain to compete with the lich for supremacy, and was finally killed by the demon emperor Jun and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

In that battle, the Demon Emperor Jun was severely injured and recuperated for dozens of Yuan Hui. The Chaos Bell of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, when it collided with Yahweh's Book of Genesis, also injured the source.

After that, in the slaughter of the demon army, the Bright Protoss fled to a wild place that no one had ever been to in the flood wilderness, and no one has ever seen the Bright Protoss appear again.

Every saint who can reverse life and death is the top existence of the Flood Wilderness, this kind of existence is that the Demon Emperor Jun can't please him, how can the soul feel at ease.

He had now greeted the eighteen generations of the Flame Bird's ancestors in his heart. This damn bastard has gotten himself in big trouble. If you can get through this, you're going to have to let that bastard die a bad death.

I will drain her soul and refine her soul, and she will never be exalted. Just when the soul was ruthless and a little uneasy, guessing which great god this was the return.

Li Junhao took a step forward and came to the soul in an instant. He looked down at the spirit, his eyes calm and waveless, as if he were looking at an ant.

"Are you crying, are you sad?" Li Junhao stood with his hands on his shoulders, stared at the soul mercilessly, and said lightly. As his voice fell, the tears of his soul fell more cheerfully, and no matter what he did, it was difficult to stop the tears.

The soul looked at Li Junhao carefully, and his whole body trembled. Words casually contain Tianxian, just an ordinary sentence, let your body go uncontrolled, what a terrifying existence!

The soul roared in his heart, swallowed his saliva secretly, and said with a bit of panic: "Don't be sad, don't be sad. ”

"Don't be sad, why are you crying?" Li Junhao's eyes were cold, and his voice was cold.

The soul's face froze, and tears broke down in his heart. I'm crying, and it's not all because of you. He was aggrieved in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it, with a flattering smile on his face, he hurriedly remedied: "No, no, no, the little one is very sad, very sad." ”

Li Junhao's eyes wrinkled, and he said coldly: "Since you are very sad, why are there so few tears, and there is no crying yet." ”

When the soul heard Li Junhao's words, his body trembled and he didn't dare to refute, you still have a end. Although he was aggrieved in his heart, the tears in his eyes flowed like an open water valve.

Li Junhao glanced at him coldly, "Cry, cry loudly!"

With Li Junhao's reprimand, the soul's mouth was uncontrollable, and he suddenly let out a monstrous cry. With his crying, the wind and clouds rose again in the heavens and the earth, and the dark clouds gathered in an instant, and the black pressure made people's hearts dull. (To be continued.) )