Thundered

The Holy Flame Gate in the sky also began to cripple. It seems to have been affected by the previous fight.

It's just something left behind by the dignified Yan Emperor, is it so easy to destroy?

Zhang Baijian's speculation about himself became more and more affirmative.

"No!"

The crowd swarmed towards the Holy Flame Gate. They don't want to be sealed in the door and never be able to get out.

But the door was closing rapidly, and only a few people were destined to pass through.

So those who ran at the front were unlucky, and they became the target of public criticism. The stronger ones were able to escape their lives, but they were also half-crippled under the sneak attack of many people. With a deep background, after losing all his subordinates, he had to stop his steps. The most unfortunate thing is that those who were originally just fast, they were directly bombarded to scum!

The white ash flying in the sky is the last proof of their existence.

The power of the crowd is eternally terrifying.

But it is undeniable that there will be a few lucky ones in the end.

Their strength is strong enough, his speed is fast enough, and their men are enough. Therefore, they rushed to the Holy Flame Gate that was about to close, and they were about to burrow into it in the jealous eyes of everyone.

"We can't get in! don't even think about it!" a man cried out frantically, and then slammed his weapon into the rock formation beneath his feet, and a large rock was pried out and rolled down the mountain.

It's like lighting a fuse, opening the floodgates, and releasing the beast.

All those who had no hope of getting out were ravaging the rock formations beneath their feet in a frenzy. They don't have the terrifying strength of Grandma Mo, and with one blow, they can cut off half of the mountain.

But there were many of them, and even if each person only pried open a small piece of rock, then it would be a huge damage to the entire Holy Flame Gate.

The Gate of the Holy Flame trembled even more violently, and the instability of the space caused an unlucky egg who rushed into the Gate of the Holy Flame to be torn to pieces, and his body was divided into different dimensions. And his soul was cut into countless pieces, banished into the endless void, and there is no reincarnation for eternity.

"Stop you, bastard! Otherwise, Lao Tzu will kill your whole family!" Seeing this, the person who was closely lined up behind the unlucky bastard suddenly turned pale with fright, and scolded in a panic.

So he was also unlucky, he was not destroyed by the space-time fluctuations of the Holy Flame Gate. What ruined him was his own brainless rage.

Countless attacks flew onto his body at once. Blow him to pieces, though not as unlucky as the unlucky guy in front of him. But he can only obediently go to reincarnation, and he doesn't know if he will have luck in this life in the next life, find a good family with great wealth and power, and be an arrogant and domineering second ancestor.

Indeed, many of the people present are just a flock of lambs in the eyes of these wealthy children on weekdays, who can be slaughtered and eaten as they want. How to eat it. But when the lambs come together and go mad, even if you are a lion, you can't resist it. What's more, these guys are just a group of wealthy children who rely on the shadow of their families and fake tigers.

The chaos was out of control.

No one dared to casually rush into the Holy Flame Gate anymore, but in the remnants of the inner world, the battle did not stop. Once the destructive ** is released uncontrollably, it will gradually lose control.

Many people have forgotten their original purpose, and now all they want is sabotage, crazy sabotage.

As a result, the world inside the door is constantly collapsing. Until the Gate of the Holy Flame is completely closed.

In fact, not many people cared when the Holy Flame Gate was closed, they just frantically attacked their opponents, and then secretly assassinated them against people who were usually jealous, resentful, or just a little unpleasant.

The whole scene got out of control. It's chaos.

Finally, with a violent rumbling sound, the mountain peak that supported the Holy Flame Gate lost its balance and completely collapsed. The violent collapse made some people come back to their senses a little.

"What are we all doing here?" the corpses surrounded the ground, and many people asked themselves.

Carefully remembering everything they had just done, it was as if they had been possessed by a demon, and the corpses on the side, they realized that many of them had been killed by themselves. Among the people who were killed by himself, in fact, there were many people who had just drunk and talked with him.

Just because of the slightest unhappiness, the slightest contradiction, to kill them?

What's wrong with us?

People held their heads and squatted on the ground, in pain.

In the corner of the ruins, the little finch stood with Zhang Baijian on his feet, with a sweet smile on his face, but his eyes were full of mockery.

"Why is this happening?" Zhang Baijian was in a state of confusion, a little incredulous.

These soldiers who burned and were in prison were themselves witches and were determined. It is also a soldier, with an iron will. Now it's so easy to mess up that it's not even as good as a mob.

The little finch said, "What's so strange about this? Do you think the death of a Lingtai powerhouse is so easy?"

"This is the last curse of that fox demon, and as soon as Lingtai becomes a soul, he gets rid of the mundane and has an immortal quality. The body dies, but the soul does not die so easily. But the fox demon did not choose reincarnation, but burned his soul and turned it into a curse, cursing all the people here. Under her curse, all will die of confusion. ”

"Cursed? Then why me?"

"Am I not the person she should hate the most?" Zhang Baijian said to himself.

Suddenly, there was a flash of sight, little finch.

"It's you!?"

"Of course it's me!" the little finch patted her flat chest in an old-fashioned manner.

"Who do you think it is?"

"Why did you save me? Three times and twice, we are not familiar with each other. Zhang Baijian finally asked his doubts.

"Maybe it's because you have some familiar smell!" Little Finch's eyes were a little misty, although she was young, her inner age was by no means young.

It's just that she sometimes behaves very naïve and full of contradictions.

"Now that the Holy Flame Gate is closed, is it really impossible to get out?" asked Zhang Baijian.

"How is that possible! That's not the real Gate of the Holy Flame. It's just an imitation, I think there must be a spare!" the little finch pursed her lips in disdain.

"It's a shoddy imitation. Unexpectedly, he couldn't even withstand the fluctuations of the Lingtai level battle. The true Gate of Sacred Flame can resist the full force of the witch god. ”

"You say that, have you ever seen the real Holy Flame Gate?" Zhang Baijian suddenly asked.

The little finch was startled, hurriedly covered her mouth, shook her head cutely, and stared at the cute hundred blades with wide eyes.

It's as if that was never said before. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for the recommendation ticket, your support is my biggest motivation. )