That's the real sun!

Even if even fools know that the sun cannot jump out of them, but when the burning sun fire flows around and shines through the eight poles, everyone has a deep thought in their hearts - it is hard to shake.

The low-retard notes rose sharply, and the strongest sound after the war began!

Under the real fire of the sun that was sprinkling wildly, the sea-sky sword intent dominated by Luo Qichang was more like a joke. Thousands of heavy rains were instantly simmering, and the surging waves and winds seemed to be smoothed by an invisible giant hand. In an instant, the clouds dissipated and the blue sky was washed away. The high-spirited sword intent that was enough to shake the sky and stir the sea was even more destroyed at the moment when the sun rose!

The strong flare exploded in people's eyes, and the terrifying high temperature made half of the sky twist. Luo Qichang's body also deformed in the twisted light. At that moment, the monks around him even thought that he would disappear between the world with the steaming sword energy.

At this moment, a huge black shadow rushed in from the edge among the diffuse light waves.

"hold head high!"

The roar suddenly rose, accompanied by this roar, and a strong wind suddenly appeared in the sky.

The deep roar echoed in the strong wind, shaking the soul, as if even the true fire of the sun radiated from all directions was stunned.

Qingming opened his eyes wide despite the damage of the strong light. Although all images were distorted in the turbulent light waves, he saw clearly that it was a huge and mighty beast, or rather, a tiger with wings on its ribs!

Flying tiger with wings!

The half-educated lay Buddhist unfolded his Dharma body and rushed into the true fire of the sun. Since he converted to Buddhism, he has used less and less methods. The last time he did this, I am afraid that it will be traced back to the last time of the 49th level of calamity.

Clouds follow the dragon, wind follow the tiger.

The flying tiger with wings is a seed of the elder brother. It is born with magical powers. When it shows its appearance and leap, it has the nine heavenly winds corresponding to each other. It is vast and powerful, and the wind moves thousands of miles. However, at this moment, the long wind of thousands of miles can only barely disturb the movement of the surrounding heaven and earth's vital energy, allowing him to kill the real fire that burns the soul and rob a way out.

Regardless of the loss, Mr. Bancheng forcibly rushed through this short distance, and then let out another low roar, raising the natural magical powers. The sound waves buzzed and opened up a gap. His huge magic body, which was three feet long, did not diminish and he rushed in.

On the other side of the gap is Luo Qichang, who is already in a dying state.

Just a head-on impact, the strongest sword intent of the contemporary Sword Emperor was destroyed. This is definitely not a collision of the same level. The weak side was backfired by the sword intent, and it was already a miracle that it could still maintain its body in general integrity at this time.

The hard tiger head rubbed against Luo Qichang's sideways and picked him away from a distance. This hand was too hasty and it flew out a hundred feet. Luo Qichang bleeded in his mouth, and a thin layer of blood mist splashed around his body, indicating that his body was on the verge of collapse.

It’s not that Bancheng Layman didn’t want to act carefully, but now he really didn’t have that opportunity. At the moment when the two sides collided, the strong light exploded for the second time in the void. In the dazzling light wave, Gu Yin’s figure flashed like a ghost. The position was on the side of Bancheng Layman’s body.

Distance... half a foot!

Guyin's five fingers rose together, and a most common hand knife pierced forward without any deviation. The sharp palm knife penetrated straight into the tiger's side abdomen. All the body-protecting real breath was like layers of thin paper, and it was broken with one stab!

"hold head high!"

Another roar exploded, and under the chaotic storm, the huge flying tiger body curled up into a ball. Using this momentum, the tough body clamped the palm knife deep into the body while twisting.

The slightly blocked secondary power of the palm knife contains the scorching true fire. Under the pressure of the outside world, a more terrifying force exploded, forming a third explosion of strong light.

But at this moment, the flying tiger body actually became virtual.

The true sun fire almost evaporated everything within a ten-meter radius, but missed the gap in the transformation of the magic body of the great demon.

The half-educated layman's body, which had recovered into a human form, jumped out of the void, and approached the heart above the left rib, and the skin and flesh burst out, and a deep wound was cracked. The bloody wound was burning with blue flames, as if flesh and blood were the best fuel.

The big demon was still retreating, his face was blurry, and his expression didn't change. However, looking at his posture, he seemed to have no feeling at all about the terrifying wound on the left rib.

Gu Yi didn't mean to pursue him, but instead smiled again, and turned his hand to sort out the slightly scattered changes, from extreme movement to extreme static, which made people around him very uncomfortable. The next moment, the dark blue flames burned, and at that moment, half of the layman was trapped in the flames, and even the dark force exploded deep in the wound. The big demon could not control his body, and rolled down from a height of ten thousand feet with a low hum.

In a blink of an eye, the two great masters suffered heavy damage!

It was not until this time that the rest of the people realized that Qingming was undoubtedly the closest to the battle. Seeing this situation, he had no time to think about it, and was moved by the violently changing energy and rushed up.

At the beginning of the war, the seven masters of Shiyi naturally formed a complete offensive and defensive system to resist the strong threat from Guyin. Then Guyin retreated like lightning and attacked the connections more closely.

Unconsciously, the connection between the seven masters is inseparable. It is like a finely woven large net that hits the center of the large net, and the edges and corners of the net will shrink inward.

As the saying goes, when Qingming moves his whole body, he rushed forward, and several masters, including the old demon Kunpeng, moved one after another. However, they came further than Qingming. Under the high impact, the distance between them was not a small part.

The sword shook slightly, but Qingming felt surprisingly calm. From a rational point of view, he did not think that he could withstand Gu Yin's supernatural powers, but at the moment when the sword energy was pressed, all the distracting thoughts of victory, defeat, survival and death were all cleared by him. At this time, Gu Yin turned his back to him and had no intention of turning around. Although Qingming knew that there was no difference between the front and the back, his usual cultivation still made him shout.

"It's really noisy!" Gu Yin never turned around, nor even used the means of the sun's true fire. He just reached out and gently stroked the void, and there was a clanging sound that resounded through the sky. It was not until this time that Qingming realized that the female cultivator in front of him was famous for his sound killing technique before today.

Although it is not as domineering as the true fire of the sun, the invisible sound waves are as sharp as swords, which also changes the intention of killing heaven and earth. After only a few sounds, Qingming's sword energy was blown out in a flash, and the murderous intent was not stopped, penetrated the muscles and shaking the internal organs. The internal injuries that were pressed out were immediately drawn out again.

At this point, Qingming was still seven or eight feet away from Guyin, and then vomited blood and retreated, feeling embarrassed.

This is really...

Qingming once again realized the huge gap between himself and Gu Yin, but this could not be a reason for him to shrink his hand. He did not seek any results, but only wanted to give Luo Qichang and Bancheng Jushi who had suffered heavy damage a chance to recover. Therefore, he suppressed the injuries in his internal organs and stood up again with the sword.

At the moment when the sword energy roared, Gu Yin suddenly turned around and looked directly at him, and two small suns seemed to be filled with in his black eyes.

Being stabbed by this gaze, Qingming felt that the energy around him was suffocating and almost choked and bleeding. At this moment, he heard Gu Yin's cold words: "You must know, I can't kill you."

As the words fell, a strong wind suddenly erupted from the sky and earth, and several clanging sounds penetrated. When the sound wave sword energy touched, Qingming felt that a heavy hammer was hit on his head and face, and his mind buzzed, even his consciousness became blurred.

In his drowsiness, he was damaged by a force and fell to his feet for several miles, but his life was still alive. At the same time, the other party's whisper came into his ears: "If I say what I want, ten Mingxin Sword Sects will be destroyed! It's a pity that I promised someone to spare the lives of your fellow brothers and maintain the inheritance of Mingxin Sword Sect..."

As she spoke, there was a circle of unstable light around her, slowly spreading. It was the externalization of the true fire of the sun. I don’t know what method Gu Yin used to transform the evil deeds into this most refined and pure flame magic power, which was driven by the heart of heaven. It was indeed extremely domineering. If you were to be head-on, Luo Qichang was the best example.

Qingming was thrown far away. Li Douliang, Ramosh, Chu Chen and the old demon Kunpeng rushed to Gu Yin, facing the burning flames like the substance.

It seems that because of Qingming's involvement, the ancient voice did not ignite the true fire in time, and even the surrounding energy was not driven.

Without the obstacles from the surrounding areas, the four great masters were able to gather their strength calmly and kill from four angles. In an instant, the energy gathered. If you take action, you will definitely be the most perfect joint attack since the war started.

But at this moment, Gu Yin in the center of the light stretched out a finger, and the outstretched finger did not point to anyone, but just pointed at the sky.

Gu Yin's movements had a magical power. Even though he knew something was wrong, the masters still couldn't help but look up.

There are burning golden eyes above the sky with extreme vision. The golden eyes are also looking at it indifferently, but the target is not the masters!

At this time, the real fire of the sun burst out, and it seemed like a scorching sun was rising among people.

With the strong light, the four great masters' hands immediately collapsed and went back wherever they came from. As they flew back all the way, the distance from Gu Yin was ten miles away.

Although they were embarrassed, they all knew it was not that the sun's true fire was irresistible, but that in the previous moment, in the sun's true fire, a coldness that was very different from the true fire was as sharp as a sword, and the energy rushed to the bullfighting. Although it flashed away, it was clearly connected with the "Golden Eye Fire Tribulation" in the sky. At that moment, the four people felt that their limbs and bones were burned by fire, and the number of them was even more severe.

"That's..."

Li Douliang finally didn’t have time to think about it carefully, and the void suddenly changed again!

Above the sky, there was another thunder sound. At the same time, red light suddenly radiated from the sky. When I looked up, I saw that in addition to the cracked golden-eyed fire disaster, a layer of dark red clouds emerged. The clouds gathered more and more, and the light gradually became brighter. However, the blood-red and transparent color made people extremely uncomfortable.

If a person like Ramash and Li Douliang feels uncomfortable, it is impossible to just be a role of appearance, and there must be other differences.

Everyone was a knowledgeable person. After the initial discomfort, they felt that the red cloud looked very familiar, especially Qingming. When the red light shone, they felt a lot of thoughts in their hearts, and therefore they reacted the fastest: "Is this cloud the one when the sixth junior brother ascended?"

For Qingming, the strange phenomena when Zhong Yin ascended, was still vivid in his mind even after a hundred years. He remembered that when the thunder fire that bombarded Zhong Yin was about to end, a layer of red clouds was spreading, but Zhong Yin used a backhand sword and sealed it back.

But now, there is no such superb expert as Zhong Yin, and the closest one seems to be very optimistic.

In a blink of an eye, red clouds spread across most of the sky. The blood-red color was piled up layer by layer, making it thicker and deeper. The clouds rolled, like waves and waves. Along a distance, there was a fishy smell invading everyone's noses.

Red clouds accumulate, but the initial fire catastrophe golden eyes are gradually submerged in, and even the dazzling golden light in the center is gradually weakening.

As the light retreated, the clouds changed and suddenly there were thousands of thunder lights, swimming among the clouds, sometimes hiding and sometimes dying. At first glance, it looked more like countless long snakes twisting and rolling, very strange.

Before the monks could distinguish the reality of the red clouds and thunder light, deep in the red clouds, the golden pupils suddenly shone brightly, and a clear and destructive interval, the light became highly concentrated.

More than ten miles away, Luo Qichang, who was shaking and trying to stabilize his body, suddenly froze. It was not only his body that was frozen, but also all the energy flowing around him!

All the people present are the top figures in this world, with the most acute and direct responses to the movement of the heart of the sky, the birth and death of the merits. In their feelings, Luo Qichang was stunned for the moment, and above the sky, the torrent of the golden-eyed fire disaster was unprecedentedly explosive!

"Not good!" Li Douliang screamed out loud, and as soon as his body moved, he stopped forcibly.

If he had not had the ultimate control of the true breath, and if he moved two or three inches, the strong firepower in his limbs and bones would have to respond. At that time, his fate would be like Luo Qichang. In the distance, Luo Qichang's facial features and seven orifices were spitting out fire at the same time!

That is not ordinary fire, but the purest vitality of the monk, which is lit up in the heart. Beware that the fire of the monk burns, the acupoints around the monk respond in this way, and the flame light directly penetrates the Niwan Palace, and then penetrates the heavenly spirit and the nine heavenly tribulation evil. Under the sympathy of heaven and man, some indescribable force shot out from the golden pupils of the night sky, and through this connection, it temporarily fell into the Niwan Palace.

Fireworks were flying in the Niwan Palace, and the two forces collided in the Niwan Palace, but there was no sound. However, everyone's hearts in the sky were shocked.

In that moment, all vitality was annihilated!

At this moment, time seemed to stagnate. There seemed to be an invisible hand in the dark, tightly pinching the hearts of Li Douliang and others. Perhaps with a little more effort, the fragile organ can be broken!

A long "chi" sound shattered the stagnant air. A light green light rushed through Luo Qichang's seriously deformed ceiling door and shot lightning toward the southwest. This was a little spiritual consciousness left by Luo Qichang in the fire disaster, and escaped at the critical moment.

This spiritual consciousness that is separated from the Jedi is still the product of the spiritual spirit of the monk and the mixed consciousness of the consciousness. The innate and acquired energy are intertwined, and the nature and spirit are ignorant, but it contains all the knowledge and information of the monk's life, and has many wonderful knowledge of practice. If he can successfully reincarnate, he will continue to practice with fellow practitioners. Five hundred years later, he will be able to stand in the world again, which is a great blessing in disgrace.

Of course... this will only be successful in reincarnation!

The light of spiritual consciousness went a hundred miles away in a blink of an eye, but a dark red cloud as thick as a child's arm had flowed down silently.

The changes in the past and back were so fast that they were far from the limit of everyone's reaction. Qingming and others had no time to have a proper thought, and saw this dark red aura falling from the sky, as if the demon's long arm was exploring, and the flying spiritual consciousness light was dim, sandwiched in the gaps of the clouds and rolled upside down.

"Edict!"

In the critical moment, Qingming was the first to act. He abandoned the Xuanmen sword energy without using it, his mouth and nose were filled with air, and the voice of clear and turbidity was the same as the sound of clear and turbidity. At the same time, he waved his sleeves and flew out a token-shaped artifact from it. He flew up against the wind and only soared dozens of feet, and then emitted the Mengying purple light.

This purple light, as if it had spirituality, was flying in the sky, and it was barely connected with the rewind clouds. The purple light penetrated into the red clouds and shone through more than a foot of the radius of spiritual consciousness. The light of spiritual consciousness was bound by thousands of red silks, and gradually became turbid.

Qingming held down the qi and blood tumbling in his chest, and ordered the purple light to illuminate three more points, penetrated into the drooping red clouds, dispelled the clouds, and wrapped the light of spiritual consciousness inside and dragged it backwards.

This token-like object is actually a natal spiritual card prepared by Qingming for future disasters. It can best protect the spiritual consciousness in case of any situation. At this time, in order to win a glimmer of vitality for Luo Qichang, he gritted his teeth and used it, and must store the Sword Emperor's spiritual consciousness in it.

At this moment, everyone's ears were filled with ancient voices and a sneer.

Before the laughter was over, a dark red thunder fire burst out from the clouds, tearing the void apart in a blink of an eye, and casting the dim light marks into the eyes of the monks.

The crisp explosion sounded, the natal spiritual card shattered, and the purple light suddenly snorted. Qingming snorted miserably. Under the influence of this force, another mouthful of blood was spurted out, but he could only watch the red cloud rolling around and swallowing Luo Qichang's only remaining spiritual consciousness.

The moment the spiritual light was extinguished, a sharp sound suddenly erupted in the sky, like thousands of ghosts laughing. Countless harsh sounds merged into one place, causing people to roar. The void was in the thousands of miles of way up and down for a moment, and the wind was terrifying, as if they were falling into a ghost prison.

It is also at this moment that the catastrophe fire has spread to every corner of Luo Qichang's body. All vitality is not resistance, but a material to aid combustion. Therefore, the fire is raging, and when it burns to the extreme, it spurts out of the broken human body - the fire has lost its form of fire and turned into pure light. Luo Qichang's body is a small dark shadow in this strong light. A gust of wind blows, and it dissipates silently.
To be continued...