The red light was shining and the heat was surging. Thousands of witch monks first had their eyes burned to ashes, and two small flames appeared in their eyes. Then their clothes and hair were burning.

Thousands of witches screamed and rolled on the ground with their heads in their hands. The sun released endless heat, roasting the ground to make the heat rise, and the soil and mud were burned into magma. The terrible high temperature was sprinkled on the human government hall, which immediately stimulated the defensive restrictions of the government hall. A thick layer of light gushed out, wrapping the government hall below.

This is the power of a sun. Even if the Panyu Sun is innately insufficient, it is thousands of times weaker than the sun in the Panyu world. This is still the power of a whole sun. Moreover, the Panyu Sun is close to you, and the high temperature emitted is particularly terrifying.

Red lights were like countless swords stabbing the defensive ban in the Political Affairs Hall, and then they heard the "bang" loud noises, and layers of strong defensive bans were shattered in an instant. Fires burst out at the foot of the Political Affairs Hall, beams, pillars, eaves, etc. of the Political Affairs Hall, and a huge sound of the defensive witch formation being shattered by the backlash.

The witch priests rolled in the deeper and deeper magma, and the defensive jade talismans on their bodies continued to crack, releasing thin layers of light films to wrap their bodies. The magma boiled violently, and countless red bubbles continued to explode, and the light film on their bodies also shattered.

Soon, the witch monk was burned directly by magma. With the sound of "hissing", a burnt smell of barbecue began to float in the air.

Everything happened so suddenly. The human soldiers patrolling near the Political Consultative Hall were stunned for a long time before they screamed in a mess. Many agile soldiers stepped on the void and broke into the magma zone to catch people. Some people even raised their horns in their hands, and were about to sound the alarm of foreign enemies' invasion.

"A group of incompetent waste." An old, majestic voice came from afar. An old man wearing a silver robe with long black hair was neatly bound with a forehead smear. The body of an old man inscribed with an egg-sized ruby ​​in the middle of the forehead flashed and suddenly appeared next to the Tai Chi Creation Cauldron.

"Suppress me!" The old man let out a long roar. Behind him was a red mist rolling like the sea. Several long dragon-shaped shadows could be seen faintly in the rolling red mist. He held a mouth of a strangely shaped six-legged square tripod with his hands, and countless red streams of light were sprayed out from the mouth of the tripod, falling on the sun like a meteor flying in the sky.

The red light burst, making endless loud noises. The sun shook slightly, and was pressed back to the Tai Chi Creation Cauldron by the six-legged square tripod in the old man's hand. The old man smiled proudly, with arrogant arrogance at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

Ji Hao from afar also sneered. Pan-Yan Sun was restricted by Pan-Yan, so he seemed so "meek and cute", and the Tai Chi Creation Cauldron imprisoned him more than 90%. Therefore, in the past few years, Pan-Yan Sun provided Puyang with just the right amount of light and heat to help Puyang harvest season after season.

But no matter how gentle and obedient it is, it is also a sun. It is like an angry dragon that looks old and even the horns of dragons fall. When he is really angry, he can still rise up and rush straight to the sky with his insane, tearing all enemies apart with his minions that are not very sharp but powerful enough.

"Idiot!" With a chuckling, Ji Hao snapped his fingers and let go of his control of the Tai Chi Creation Cauldron.

The clear air gushed out from the Tai Chi Creation Cauldron, and the clear air bombarded the Pan-Yin Sun. The imprisonment spells supported by Pan-Yin suddenly collapsed rapidly. The Pan-Yin Sun shook slightly, and from the originally dull and dull light, it suddenly became extremely manic.

A 'buzz' sound, a terrible heat wave that was a hundred times higher than the temperature just now gushed out. A series of golden and red sunlight was like flooding floods. The silver-robed old man who was the first to be hit, let out a trance of scattering. The six-legged square cauldron in his hand quickly melted into juice in the raging sunlight, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a wisp of ashes.

The luxurious and exquisite silver robe on his body sprayed out large pieces of silver cold light, turning into snowflake-like light patterns surrounding his whole body. This is a rare treasure. Ji Hao could tell at a glance that the processing technology of this silver robe had reached the extreme of the human race today, and its defense is comparable to the power of the overlapping of ten ordinary witch emperor-level defensive witch treasures.

But it's useless.

The terrifying high temperature surrounded the silver snowflake-like light patterns. The silver robe suddenly burned with a "hissing" sound, and a wisp of blue smoke was burned in one breath. The suffocating ruby ​​on the old man's eyebrows spewed out red flames, turning into a fire circle to protect him inside. The red light from the sun was just a squirting, and the ruby ​​exploded and exploded into countless tiny fragments.

A fist-sized wound exploded between his eyebrows. The old man was bleeding and hissed and screamed. As soon as his howling sounded, the real sun fire emitted by the sun was already attached to him and burned wildly.

With a few "hissing" sounds, the old man's skin and muscles suddenly turned into coke, and in the blink of an eye, the bones that had turned silver and white, crystal clear and almost transparent were revealed. Countless snowflake-like patterns attached to the old man's bones, which looked particularly beautiful under the golden sunlight.

"Come on, save people, save people, save the leader of Yunyang!" Dozens of old witches wearing black robes, high crowns, and emitting powerful witches around them flashed out of the void. They held various powerful witchcrafts, while rushing to extinguish the true sun fire on the leader of Yunyang's body, and at the same time, they constantly released a series of witchcraft prohibitions to sway the sun and wrapped them up.

Ji Hao giggled strangely, stepped on the Nine Dragon Carriage, and the fire clouds that were nearly a hundred miles rolled, and he teleported directly to the Tai Chi Creation Cauldron with tens of thousands of confidant soldiers.

Without hesitation, he punched out and smashed the witchcraft restriction released by dozens of old witch sacrificial witches to pieces. Ji Hao opened his mouth and sucked the Tai Chi Creation Cauldron into his mouth. With his left hand, he grabbed the Sun in the Pan, and the Sun in the Pan Pan turned into a golden fireball about three feet in diameter. Without any fireworks, it quietly floated in Ji Hao's palm.

"What do you want to do?" Ji Hao looked at the witches and said coldly: "You want to get the treasures of this marquis?"

After a long silence, an old man with a majestic aura, wearing a black robe, with countless stars flashing in his robe, and obviously a treasure came out of the crowd. He carried his hands on his back, full of majesty, and a sad smile appeared on his face with a righteous and upright national character.

"Yaohou Jihao, it's good that you're back. That's right, this sun has great significance to our human race. From this flood, we can see that when our human race is facing unpredictable danger, this sun is the last way out for our human race."

"So, after our discussion, the Human Tribe Alliance will collect this sun, and from then on this sun will be a public property of the human race."
Chapter completed!