Seeing Li Xiu turning a deaf ear, Jinglian Yaohuo's eyes were full of chill, and I didn't bother to say it anymore. When the handprint changed, the huge formation that enveloped the world was like a millstone, slowly spinning.

Along with the rotation of the two large arrays, the energy between heaven and earth suddenly became extremely violent, and there was a tendency for wind and rain to come.

The four souls are in the formation. Although the main force of the Jinglian Demon Fire is not to deal with them, they are still shaken by the influence, and they are struggling to resist the power of the Xu formation.

The old soul demon stared at the place where Li Xiu stood in the center of the violent fluctuations in the power of the formation, and he couldn't think of what kind of power there was.

But it's useless to think so much at this moment. If the Jinglian Demon Fire is true, this is really a formation that even the ordinary Nine Star Fighting Saints can't resist, and they are probably going to be buried here today.

Nine Star Fighting Saint, the few peak powerhouses between heaven and earth, is almost synonymous with invincibility in this era of fighting emperors, so it is so easy for one to encounter a Nine Star Fighting Saint who has always been unknown.

The three people, Soul Destruction, Soul Release, and Soul Wind, have more or less despair and unwillingness on their faces. The purpose of their trip is to surrender the Jinglian Demon Fire. Whoever wants to die now is at the hands of the Jinglian Demon Fire. .

"Refining the ancient formation of the sky, making the sky a slave!"

The Jinglian Demon Fire hung in the sky, and a vast pink flame burst out of its body, connecting with the great formation.

"boom!"

As soon as the shout fell, the sky and the earth shook fiercely, a circle of dead gray apertures, spreading rapidly from the edge of the large array to the center, and finally converged into a dead gray beam of light no more than a hundred meters in size, but the strong power gathered in the beam of light, But it is enough to make any person in the world move and change color.

"Practice for me!"

A touch of sorrow emerged on the face of Jinglian Demon Fire, a finger suddenly pointed, and the sky and the ground trembled fiercely. Immediately, two dead gray beams of light that seemed to destroy all vitality and wisdom, shot in an instant. Out.

And the center where the dead gray light beam was about to collide was a thin figure silently between heaven and earth.

The soul-breaking sword appeared in Li Xiu’s hands for some reason. He cast a spell, and in the black gold mysterious light, a handle of the soul-breaking sword, rushing out like flashes of thunder, was divided into two shifts up and down, and two dead gray beams of light. Crashed.

When a magic sword with a handle was worn out by the dead gray light beam, the dead gray light beam also seemed to be greatly hindered, unable to enter any further, the power of the large group of formations was constantly broken and consumed.

Li Xiu still held the Soul Breaking Technique sword standing in the distance, without any wrinkles on his clothes, and seemed very calm. The power of this horrible formation seemed to be unable to help him at all.

How could it be possible to block his ancient sky-refining formation?

The opponent actually has the strength to rival the Nine Star Fighting Saint!

After being horrified by the scene before him, Jinglian Demon Fire stabilized again after a brief period of horror.

The opponent is definitely not as relaxed as it seems on the surface, otherwise he would have gotten away and killed himself, after all, as long as he died, the ancient formation of Liantian would be self-defeating.

He is resisting the force of the formation with all his strength, as long as he works hard to push the formation to the extreme, even if he cannot be killed instantly, he will not be able to resist it for a long time, and in the end he still wants to be in the force of the formation. Down, was refined into his own puppet.

A nine-star fighting sacred puppet, in this way, after obtaining that magical technique, the safety of walking on the mainland looking for the devouring fire is also guaranteed. It is not difficult at all to surpass the abominable emptiness swallowing inflammation with time.

"After the first day of the different fire list, it must be my lotus demon fire!"

After the Jinglian Demon Fire suddenly roared in his heart, his arms shook, and the pink flame on his body instantly rose, and the terrifying fire wave rushed into the sky, and finally matched the formation.

The ancient formation of Liantian trembled violently, the dead gray light above the large formation was radiant, and the faint formation pattern in the formation was completely invisible, and it looked like two rounds of fierce gray sun day by day.

Suddenly, two dead gray beams of light were so fierce that they slammed the two sword rivers up and down, and they were defeated. It was only tens of feet away that they came to Li Xiu's body.

Feeling the sudden increase in pressure, Li Xiu's figure trembled, his complexion changed, and then he hurriedly poured the river-like mana into the soul-breaking sword in his hand.

The soul-breaking magic sword made a sharp sword sound, and it seemed that it had been urged to its limit. The speed of the magic sword flying out of the black gold mysterious light that surrounded Li Xiu increased sharply and no longer increased.

The Jinglian Demon Fire concentrated almost all of the strength of the Ancient Refining Array to Li Xiu, but on the contrary, it relieved the souls on the edge of the formation.

Feeling the almost exhausted vindictiveness in his body, his face was pale and his soul uttered that it was dangerous and dangerous, and he really couldn't hold it any later.

Although he is one star higher than Soul Wind's strength level here, Soul Wind is the young patriarch of Soul Race. He has the bloodline of Soul Race's god-rank on his body. When the family seal erupts, he is the weakest among the four.

The situation of Soul Wind was not much better than Soul Fang, and he turned his head with lingering fear and asked the old man of Soul Demon eagerly.

"Mr. Mo, look at these two people, who can have the last laugh?"

This is really related to the lives of the four of them. If the Jinglian Demon Fire wins, the four of them will definitely not survive, and if the Black Flame Fighting Saint wins, they may still be alive.

The old man of the soul demon still had fear in his eyes, shook his head and said with an ugly expression.

"Sage fighting, one star and one heavy sky, the strength limit of those powerful people is beyond my imagination."

"However, I really didn't expect that in addition to the patriarch, the adult and the ancient patriarch, there is actually a nine-star fighting saint in the world. I don't know whether this is good or bad for my soul race's ten thousand years plan."

The old soul demon sighed a long sigh~lightnovelpub.net~ seems to be worried about something

After hearing these words, Soul Miesheng couldn't help but slander in his heart. He deserves to be the confidant of the patriarch. When is this, his life is at stake, and he is worried about the Soul Clan. I really don't know what to say.

Hun Miesheng was sent out to take root in Zhongzhou as the head of the Soul Palace, and he did not have close contacts with the clan on weekdays. Although he was loyal to the soul clan, he never regarded the soul clan as more important than his own life.

As time went by, Jinglian Demon Fire's expression became more and more ugly, he had already urged the strength of the ancient formation to the extreme, but the opponent still blocked it.

When the force was suddenly applied, the beam of light condensed by the power of the two formations was no more than tens of feet away from Li Xiu's body. From his point of view, the two beams of light could only be connected by a single line.

But now that the line is separated, it is like a moat, and it is impossible to cross it!

He has already urged the ancient formation to the extreme, and the opponent seems to have reached the limit. The Jinglian Demon Fire knows that under this stalemate, it depends on whether the ancient formation exhausts its strength first, or the opponent exhausts it first. Can tell the final winner...