swallow dragon

The nine hundred and ninety earth-centered fire copper pillars are each three thousand feet high, standing upright in the dark sky, like pillars supporting the sky, which is extremely shocking.

The square is [-] mu in size, and it is extremely huge. Besides these fiery copper pillars, Lin Yi can also faintly see a series of lines densely covered, quietly hiding in the void.

"This should be a huge sacrificial altar. The place where the ancestors of the Hunduo clan were sealed back then, the nine hundred and ninety copper pillars of the earth's core fire are connected to the earth's core flame. Once something happens, endless flames will churn out. Burn everything."

Lin Yi understood in his heart that he even sealed countless formations on each of the pillars. Once a strong man from the Heavenly Demon Race tried to touch the seal, thousands of formations would be activated together, and even saints would be hard-pressed to survive. .

This place was established by the four major sects in the past, so of course they are not restricted from entering. Experts from Ji Family, Tianfu Xuanzong, Yinxian Pavilion and Mu Family have all come here.

There are dozens of saints lying cross-legged in the void, and the overwhelming aura can suppress all desires.

But along the way in the past half a year, Lin Yi also knew how powerful the Heavenly Demon Clan was, and if the Hunduo Clan wanted to rescue their ancestors, there must be a peerless powerhouse in person.

A bloody battle is inevitable. This is another war between the human race and the alien race after more than a million years.

……

When Ji Xu and Lin Yi appeared in the square, they immediately attracted the attention of many people.

"Cousin, you're finally here," said Ji Wuwei, who was ordered to lead the younger generation of the Ji family to join the battle. He couldn't help but smile when he saw Ji Xu.

Ji Xu looked at him coldly, and asked in a low voice: "Do you know that hundreds of disciples of our Ji family died tragically at the hands of Xiong Qianli?"

Ji Wuwei was slightly taken aback, looking at Ji Xu's gloomy face, he seemed incredulous, and nodded with a smile: "Well, I know about it."

"Oh!"

Ji Xu suddenly punched Ji Wuwei in the face without using a trace of divine power, and just punched Ji Wuwei in the face with pure anger, and roared in a low voice: "Bastard, so many people have died, how can you still laugh."

Ji Wuwei was stunned. Although this punch did not cause any real harm to him, he couldn't hold back his face when he was punched in the face by Ji Xu in public.

"What are you doing? When will you change your stupid temperament?" Ji Wuwei became angry with embarrassment, his eyes flashed a chill, and he shouted loudly.

Ji Xu took a deep breath, then took a deep look at him, with a sneer and disdain, and said indifferently: "Do you know why I can become the Son of God, but you can't? You will never know."

After finishing speaking, he went straight to the side and sat down to rest, ignoring Ji Wuwei any more.

Ji Wuwei's face turned blue and pale, and he stood there without saying a word, but his whole body was trembling slightly, and a murderous intent flashed quickly in his deep eyes.

"Humph!"

When Lin Yi and the two just sat down to rest, suddenly there was a muffled shout in the sky, like a heavy drum being knocked suddenly, which shocked many people with expressions of surprise and uncertainty.

"Lin Yi, you are so courageous that you dare to appear in front of this old man." In the sky, a saint stood up slowly, with gray clothes and gray hair, and cold eyes.

His aura was extremely powerful, but all the saints present were slightly taken aback. Why is the aura of this treasure tree so disordered? Could it be that he was injured?

Baoshu was the great sage of Yinxian Pavilion who chased and killed Lin Yi back then, and also Longluo's master. At that time, Xiaozi repelled him with the demon body and suffered serious injuries.

After such a long time, his injury has not fully recovered, and the saint may not be able to perceive it, but how powerful a great saint is, the breath of the treasure tree can be revealed even a little, and he is aware of the serious injury.

About Lin Yi and Yinxian Pavilion's feud, Ji Xu had known for a long time that he stood up suddenly out of anger, and shouted at the sky: "A majestic great sage of the fourth level of the divine origin realm actually threatens you!" A junior, your Yinxian Pavilion is so majestic."

boom!

A terrible coercion swept across the entire altar, and Baoshu's angry voice came from the sky: "Ji family's junior, how dare you point fingers at me?"

"Why not? If you have the guts to come and bite me? I will be afraid of you?" Ji Xu sneered and quickly countered.

"Bold!"

Baoshu was furious, and a murderous aura formed its essence, turning into an ice dragon and swooping down.

Ji Xu and Lin Yi stood up, their expressions were calm and there was no trace of fear, and there was even a hint of disdainful smile on the corners of their mouths.

This precious tree dares to do something here, do you really think that the great sage of the Ji family is just a display?

"Baoshu, you are being rude," a transparent palm appeared, without a trace of tyranny, as if it had completely merged with this world.

But the transparent palm grabbed the ice dragon at once, and then lightly clenched its fist, forming huge waves of air in midair, but it didn't tear the void apart.

The void around the altar has been blessed with a special formation, even if the two saints fight with all their strength, the space here cannot be damaged.

At this time, Ji Hongde's tall figure appeared in the clouds, he stared coldly at the direction of Yinxian Pavilion, and said with a bad look: "Today, I will forgive you once, if you dare to attack my nephew, how many lives do you have?" Let me kill?"

Baoshu's expression suddenly became extremely embarrassing, but he didn't dare to say anything in front of Ji Hongde. This is a well-known strongman of the Ji family. He has been promoted to a half-step holy king, and his strength is much stronger than him.

"Ji Hongde, it's not up to you to decide what our Yinxian Pavilion will do," an indifferent voice sounded, calm and domineering.

The majestic holy power is incomparable, and the powerful aura is not weaker than Ji Hongde at all.

"Hehe, it turned out to be Brother Bu. I thought Brother Bu had already stepped into the realm of the Holy King, but I didn't expect that he still didn't take that step. It's a pity."

Ji Hongde was startled for a moment, and then two divine lights that were often hundreds of feet wide shot out from his eyes, and then he smiled slightly.

"Brother Ji is laughing at Bu Mou's stupid talent," the indifferent voice was very calm, and it calmed down after one sentence, and Baoshu snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Ji Xu raised his brows, and said in a low voice: "The one who talked to my second uncle just now was Bu Qianfan, the younger brother of the current head teacher of Yinxian Pavilion, who is very famous in Zhongzhou."

"Yeah." Lin Yi nodded.

boom!

Suddenly, a huge demon descended from the sky, its whole body was stained with blood and had been dead for a long time, everyone was surprised and looked back.

"It's the heavenly demon of the Jersey royal family, not weaker than the saint of the human race. Who killed him?" Many people were awe-inspiring, showing disbelief.

At this moment, a monstrous aura that was so powerful that some ordinary saints would tremble swept in, and the nine hundred and ninety fire copper pillars in the center of the earth trembled slightly, interweaving a brilliant light curtain, and the monstrous aura was swept away. Block out.

"Everyone, don't you welcome me, Hua Que?" Outside the square, stood a fat old man with a smile on his face.