Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 1404

"Chichi..."

The moment the Eight Desolation Fentianyan rose into the sky, even the battle scenes on the net became distorted.

Many disciples in the Dao Palace were all amazed.

"What kind of flame is that?"

"If it weren't for its temperature, it would be absolutely impossible to make the large formation of the net feel distorted if it was so strong."

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be the Eight Desolation Burning Heaven Flame, one of the top ten peerless fires!"

"I once saw a similar flame in a long-lost ancient book in the Wu Pavilion."

"It is indeed the Eight Desolation Burning Heaven Flame without a doubt."

"This kid is really lucky!"

Many disciples let out sounds of surprise and envy.

The disciple holding the Yuan Mirror asked Luo Chenghe, "Young Master Luo, do you want to continue?"

"Stop the transmission of the battle scene!" Luo Chenghe said sullenly.

The disciple breathed a sigh of relief and quickly closed the Yuan Mirror.

The battle on the Qingqiu battle platform had reached a fever pitch, and suddenly the battle scene was closed, causing those disciples who were watching the battle to utter curses.

"Who is so wicked?"

"How did you terminate the combat teleportation?"

"I can't see it now, damn it."

"Everyone, don't worry, have you noticed that the battle took place on Qingqiu's side?"

"We can go to Qingqiu Arena and watch the battle live."

"That's right, let's go, go now, maybe the battle is not over yet."

……

After the discussion, there was a burst of noise from every corner of the Dao Palace, and thousands of disciples rushed towards the Qingqiu battle platform in a short time.

"Boy, die for me!" Cheng Qingshu's pupils turned crimson red, and his voice carried a strange aura, as if he had been dazzled by the spirit of a corpse blood spider.

After his words fell, the red spider web began to shrink rapidly, forming a red light cocoon about the size of Zhang Zhang.

Yang Le's pupils shrank, and he felt a powerful force of restraint from the red light cocoon.

Even monks who are also at the pinnacle of the 'Samsara Nirvana Tribulation', it is difficult to break free.

You must know that on the battlefield in northern Xinjiang, this corpse blood spider king killed countless powerful human monks by relying on this trick.

"Hahaha, no matter how powerful you are, you are still no match for my blood cocoon. In ten more breaths, you will turn into a puddle of blood." Cheng Qingshu's excited roar came out. At this moment, Many disciples have already rushed to the Qingqiu battle platform.

Seeing Jiang Mo trapped in the red light cocoon, many people sighed secretly in their hearts.

Some people with extraordinary eyesight can see that the powerful formation inscriptions are integrated into the light cocoon.

The two energies are intertwined, making it extremely strong.

Time passed by, and just when everyone thought that Jiang Mo was about to be melted into a puddle of blood by the bloody cocoon of the corpse, a cold shout suddenly came from it.

"You are too confident!"

With the sound of this voice falling, the corpse blood cocoon rapidly expanded, and then burst open with a bang.

A monstrous cyan flame gushed out from the light cocoon, burning it into a mass of ashes within a few breaths.

"This...how is it possible?" Cheng Qingshu's face changed drastically, his light cocoon shattered, and Cheng Qingshu, who was connected with him, also spurted blood from his mouth.

"Tsk tsk, this is really wonderful."

"Such a reversal makes my blood boil!"

"No, this scene, I have to send it to Luowang and share it with everyone."

A disciple took out the Yuan Mirror that he carried with him, reflected the picture on the Qingqiu battle platform, and sent it to the net.

"What are you doing? Who allowed you to do this?" Seeing this scene, Luo Chenghe shouted.

The disciple sneered, and he said: "You don't think that a mere fourth place on the Qianlong list can cover the sky with one hand in the net?"

"To be honest, your strength is still far behind."

"If it weren't for the elder of your Luo clan, you would have some right to speak in the Dao Palace. You Luo Chenghe is not even a fart!" The disciple's words did not give Luo Chenghe any face.

Luo Chenghe's face turned livid after being scolded like this.

Ever since he stepped into the realm of a one-star Martial Emperor, his confidence has continued to grow, why has he ever been scolded like this?
"You are looking for death! Do you know?"

Just when Luo Chenghe was about to make a move, a disciple whispered in his ear: "Young Master Luo, that person is not easy to mess with. He is a core disciple, also a strong Martial Emperor, and he became a one-star Martial Emperor the year before last." .”

Hearing these words, Luo Chenghe instantly calmed down.

If the other party stepped into the realm of Emperor Wu the year before last, then now, perhaps, they have touched the threshold of a two-star Emperor Wu.

It was definitely not something Luo Chenghe could compete with.

"Luo Chenghe, Luo Chenghe, you can only bully new disciples."

"When you meet a core disciple, you'll be cowarded right away. Hehe, you really deserve to be a peerless arrogance cultivated by the Luo clan!" How could Yang Le let go of this opportunity to ridicule, he said with a smile, his words were very cruel.

"Cheng Qingshu, stand up for me, I want you to step on Jiang Mo, life or death!" Luo Chenghe couldn't release his anger, and could only vent it on Jiang Mo through Cheng Qingshu.

Cheng Qingshu bit the tip of his tongue violently and spit out a mouthful of blood essence. His fingers were stained with blood essence, and he drew an ancient blood essence talisman in the void.

With the formation of the essence and blood talisman, Cheng Qingshu's body seemed to have a terrifying ominous creature awakened.

Kaka…

Eight huge purple sharp claws extended from his back, and in front of the sharp claws, they were crimson. When he swung them, even the space was shredded.

"What a terrible method!" Someone secretly gasped.

"This is the complete form of the corpse blood spider soul. Unexpectedly, it merged with Cheng Qingshu."

Jiang Mo stared at Cheng Qingshu, who had eight sharp claws growing from his back, and immediately drew out the ancient sword of punishment. The more than 600 immortal seals on the sword body were all lit up, releasing vast energy fluctuations.

"Both of you, go up together!"

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings boiled up again.

"What contempt is this!"

"Cheng Qingshu and Luo Chenghe went up together, did I hear wrong?"

"If the two of them work together, even the core disciples won't be able to stop them, right?"

"Jiang Mo is too crazy!"

"..."

In fact, it wasn't that Jiang Mo was arrogant, but that he had a very accurate judgment of his own strength.

Whether it is Cheng Qingshu or Luo Chenghe, their strength, even if they are combined, cannot compare to Wu Chaoyang, who uses the world as a drum and his arms as a mallet.

Even if the two of them join forces, what's the problem?
One sword breaks it!
(End of this chapter)