This move had the power to destroy the world and make the faces of the eight masked grandmasters show a look of horror on their faces.

Their complexions changed suddenly, and seeing that the fire phoenix was about to fall from the sky, they gritted their teeth, and the eight of them let out a loud shout in unison, and joined forces to cast a formation.

This formation was obtained from the Yi Pavilion, and it was originally used by nine people, which was the infinitely powerful Nine Palace Array, but because when she was initially chasing the Zhurong Holy Maiden, she was burned to death by the Zhurong Holy Maiden who relied on the unquenchable phoenix flame.

Now that the eight people are out, it is the Qimen Bagua Array, and the eight masters who are guarding the eight directions have joined forces to hold up a phantom of yin and yang gossip above their heads, and a mysterious breath comes out of the gossip array, but it is the infinite vitality that creates all things in the world.

The destructive power of the fire phoenix met the infinite vitality generated by the yin and yang gossip array, and the stalemate between the two was worn out by each other, and the final victory or defeat was probably to see which side had a stronger foundation.

There is only one Zhurong Holy Maiden, but there are eight people in black, in fact, the ending has been doomed from the beginning.

A moment later, the phoenix bird let out an unwilling long roar, the infinite flames on its body were extinguished in an instant, the phoenix dissipated, and only the figure of the Zhurong Holy Maiden was shocked by the gossip array and flew upside down, flying towards the sky.

She had lost all her strength, unable to move, looking at the red sun in the sky, feeling the wind blowing in her ears, and a trace of unwilling despair appeared on her face.

Figures emerged from her mind, her lips lifted slightly, and she murmured, "Clansmen, I'm sorry"

She closed her eyes as if she had accepted her fate, and quietly waited for her body to fall into the arms of Mother Earth, waiting for her soul to ascend to heaven. Go to the arms of the great god Zhurong. Her blow consumed all her 'divine power', and the attack that erupted was terrifying, and although the eight men in black joined forces to stop her, they couldn't take her back when she was just knocked away, and naturally they couldn't capture her.

The Zhurong tribe has always had only dead warriors, not warriors who became captive. So, what about the saints of the Zhurong tribe, isn't it different?

No, she was the same as them, they had the same blood in their veins, and she was like them, preferring to die with her head held high than to be humbled into slavery at the hands of her enemies.

It is this spirit that has allowed the Zhurong tribe to survive for 3,000 years. Although I am afraid that the Zhurong tribe will no longer have it now, the spirit of the Zhurong tribe will still remain in the divine kingdom of the Zhurong Fire God forever with the return of their souls.

The autumn wind was remnant, the sunset was like blood, and her body fell from the sky like a kite with a broken string.

Just when the Holy Maiden of Zhurong fell into the tranquility of returning to the embrace of the Fire God, just when the hearts of the eight black-clothed people secretly exclaimed. A middle-aged man dressed in white came quickly into the air.

He flew through the sky. Stretched out his hand and took the Zhurong Holy Maiden in his arms, making a woman who followed him frown.

Slowly fell to the ground. A trace of solemnity appeared on his face, looking at the corpse of the woman lying not far away, and looking at the eight black-clothed people who slowly gathered over, his brows furrowed.

The middle-aged man didn't feel a trace of strength from her, 'She's just an ordinary person!' is she the maid of the Holy Maiden of Zhurong?' secretly speculated in his heart, but he didn't say anything. The top priority is to send the man in black, and then find out the news of the saint or the phoenix fruit from the woman in front of him.

Zhou Mengdie's body took a slight step forward and stopped in front of her, facing the eight black-clothed people alone.

The woman saw that he was about to make a move. Immediately stepped forward and took a step, as if to warn him to be careful, the eight men in black in front of him all had good strength, but they suddenly noticed his costume.

It was a unique costume for the Han people, and the person who rescued her just now was a Han Chinese.

A trace of hatred inexplicably appeared in her heart, "Han people, these damn Han people again." Hmph, anyway, I don't have a chance to take revenge, so let them go dog eat dog!"

Having grown up in the tribe for a long time, she can't tell how many forces the Han people have, how many kingdoms the Han people have, and what is the difference between the Han people and the Han people. She only knew that the people who killed her people were Han Chinese, and the Han people were all her enemies. And the person who saved her just now is also Han, although he saved her, he is still her enemy.

The gratitude when she was rescued was completely wiped out, and she stared at the group of Han people without saying a word, expecting that several of them would die together.

At this moment, a woman also wearing Hanfu came to her side, and she greeted her with concern in standard Chinese: "Girl, are you okay?"

A trace of flushing appeared on the pretty face under the veil of the Holy Maiden of Zhurong, and she said coldly in her heart: "Is it okay?

She was slandered in her heart, but she didn't say a word.

The woman next to her asked her again in Chinese, but she never received an answer. 'Do you understand Chinese?' Then the Han woman didn't ask him any more, but focused her eyes on the middle-aged man.

"Hmph, I know it's just fake concern, if I ignore her, I'm afraid it won't be long before the fox's tail will be revealed, huh. She speculated on the behavior of the visitor with a bad mind, but she never thought that her purity and kindness as a saint were long gone.

Looking at Zhou Mengdie's figure, the eight black-clothed people were stunned at first, and then one of the leaders stepped forward, and after looking at Zhou Mengdie, he saw that he didn't mean to do anything, and when he spoke: "Boy, obediently hand over the woman you saved, don't be nosy." ”

Zhou Mengdie didn't speak, but just moved her body, blocking their gaze at the Zhurong Holy Maiden, and then asked, "Who are you masters of the forces that have traveled thousands of miles to southern Xinjiang to do evil?"

He was very curious about the identity of the man in black, after all, there was no reason for the big forces in the Central Plains to exterminate three of the ten major tribes in Southern Xinjiang to hide their heads and show their tails.

The black-clothed man was stunned for a moment, seeing that Zhou Mengdie did not have the slightest intention of getting out of the way, but instead wanted to protect the posture, but snorted coldly and said: "Boy, it seems that you are going to go through this troubled water? As for the force on which side I am, I am afraid that after you know it, you will not be able to live." ”

Zhou Mengdie glanced at the eight grandmaster masters in front of him with some amusement, "With you, can you still stop me?" There was a trace of ridicule in his heart, and he immediately laughed three times, and then said: "I want to see what kind of sect and sect you are." ”

The man in black saw him laughing, but he was angry, and the true qi in his body ran around, and he found that he had recovered a lot, and when he was no longer ready to talk to Zhou Mengdie, he greeted the other people behind him, and said, "Brother, let's go." ”

As soon as his words fell, the seven black-clothed men behind him had already burst out, but they had been waiting for his order for a long time.

For the middle-aged man in front of them who looked calm and breezy in front of them, they didn't want to delay at all, and they all thought about solving the opponent quickly, and there seemed to be two delicate beauties waiting for them over there.

But when the leader of the man in black was talking to the middle-aged man, he noticed the woman brought by the middle-aged man.

Looking at the crowd of black-clothed people who swarmed up, a hint of mockery appeared on the man's face, "Collapse and collapse." Gently spit out four words, and the idiom commonly used by Guan Erye emerged in his heart: "Insert the label and sell the head." ”

As soon as the four words 'earth collapse tile hook' were exited, a flash of lightning flashed, and a man in black who was originally rushing forward, each brewing a killing move in his hand, suddenly took a shape, his throat was broken, and he vomited blood and died.

As soon as he made a move, he killed one person, and before the seven black-clothed people could react, the middle-aged man stretched out his hand and pointed at him, and several flying swords flew out of his eyebrows, hovering above his head, and then attacked many black-clothed people.

The man in black who rushed to the front was suddenly startled, and hurriedly released the brewing move to resist, but it seemed to be useless and was pierced by the sword light, and then his eyes bulged, and he fell from the sword.

The rest of the men in black were so frightened that they immediately paused, and the men in black who were the leader were able to survive because they set off last. He looked at Zhou Mengdie with some tears in his eyes, and exclaimed, "How is it possible, Zhou Mengdie, how can you be here." ”

A trace of doubt appeared on the middle-aged man's face, and he said, "Why can't I be here?"

The man in black realized that he seemed to have slipped his mouth, and immediately gritted his teeth, but without saying a word, his body exploded and fled for his life.

The other men in black immediately glanced at each other, and then scattered and fled.

Seeing that her enemies were about to flee, how could the Holy Maiden of Zhurong endure it, and exclaimed in barbarian language: "Stop them, don't let them escape." ”

Zhou Mengdie glanced at the woman who was suspected of being a maid with some doubts, but she didn't understand her words, but she didn't let go of the idea of the man in black. Even though he pointed his hand, several flying swords stabbed towards the scattered man in black, but his figure swept out in a hurry, chasing after the leader of the man in black.

The words of the leader of the men in black attracted his attention, as if there was a very large force watching his whereabouts, although it seemed that there was another force covering his own affairs, he was still a little uneasy.

He needs to figure out who is lurking in the shadows, and if he plans to his detriment, he should take advantage of the danger to wipe out the danger in the cradle. (To be continued.) )