Nine Gods

Chapter 153 The Altar in the Magic Flame
The boundless magic energy curls around.

This side of the world is dilapidated.

The magic flame burned, burning the sky and devouring the earth.

The terrifying flames, even if a warrior of the god of war accidentally encounters them, they will be instantly reduced to ashes. This is the center of the Flame Demon Peak, and no one or demons appear here alive.

However, in this terrifying world.

There is an altar.

The altar was shrouded in a light curtain. On the altar, there were dense array patterns carved. These array patterns were all written by demons, and humans could not understand them at all. It was even said that the array patterns were extremely profound.

Meeting the demons is like seeing a wordless scripture.

in the altar.

A peerless and alluring woman sat cross-legged.

The woman looks like she is eighteen or nineteen years old.

The temperament is absolutely dusty, just like the concubine of heaven.

Ye Qingxuan!
Not bad.

It is the suzerain of Excalibur Tianzong.

The only God of War in Excalibur Tianzong.

He is also one of the top ten Martial Gods of the Shenyue Empire.

She is also one of the top ten goddesses of the Shenyue Empire.

A few months ago, after entering the ancient forbidden land, there was no news from him. The last message was that he had fallen, and fell into the forbidden land.

did not think of.

At this moment, Ye Qingxuan appeared in Yanmo Peak intact.

Did not fall.

However, the current situation is not good.

Because it has been trapped on the altar.

Can't live without it.

Even if it is not destroyed by the oppressive force inside, it will starve to death.

After all, Martial God is only the pinnacle of martial arts.

Not really a god.

"Almost half a year."

On Ye Qingxuan's beautiful face, there was a trace of ending and despair.

Fortunately it was her too.

If it were someone else, they would have already collapsed and gone crazy.

Trapped here, she couldn't leave the altar at all. Even if she left the altar, she knew that with her current cultivation strength, she would be burned by the magic flame in an instant.

In the altar, though trapped.

But it didn't die immediately.

"Correct."

"Almost half a year."

"Can you think it through?"

In the magic flame.

A cold voice sounded, the sound had no source, and it was completely integrated into the endless magic flame. When the sound sounded, the magic flame rolled and moved, as if the magic flame was a terrifying demon god.

Puff tom, puff tom~
Puff tom, puff tom~
Bursts of puffing rhythms vibrate the magic flame.

It's like the heart is beating.

The whole scene was so weird and terrifying that it made people tremble.

"Stop dreaming."

"You want me to be your plaything and let you go out to harm humans?"

"As long as I don't come out."

"You can't come in either, ha ha."

Ye Qingxuan didn't have the slightest fear of this cold voice.

Because, this voice has sounded many times.

The first time he was swallowed by the demonic energy, he dealt with the voice, but, from the beginning to the end, she did not see the true face of the voice.

However, she can be sure.

This is a powerful and terrifying demon.

The powerful demon clan who has been suppressed for countless thousands of years.

Or.

The one suppressing here is the Balrog.

However, when the Balrog was suppressed, all his cultivation was lost. After countless thousands of years, the Balrog became weaker and weaker. If he didn't leave the seal, he would completely disappear from this world.

God's will.

Finally someone entered here.

Only those who are talented and evildoers have the opportunity to reach the top of Yanmo Peak.

No one thought of it.

At the top of Yanmo Peak, there is a huge conspiracy.

Ye Qingxuan was that unlucky person.

See Ye Qingxuan.

Balrog was extremely excited, but seeing Ye Qingxuan's stunning beauty and even more monstrous talent, he couldn't help but become lustful, and if Ye Qingxuan didn't want to take him away from the seal.

He couldn't help Ye Qingxuan either.

because.

Ye Qingxuan's location was right above the seal.

Protected by a sealed mask, the Balrog cannot touch Ye Qingxuan.

this half year.

The Balrog has always wanted to confuse Ye Qingxuan's mind, promised Ye Qingxuan countless benefits, wanted Ye Qingxuan to be his concubine, and then took him away from here.

"Look at the seal."

"At most one month, the seal will loosen."

"Even if the deity doesn't make a move."

"This seal can't trap the deity. At that time, even if you want to become the deity's concubine, you will have delusions, but the deity will make your life worse than death."

Balrog's voice was threatening.

when speaking.

The magic flame constantly squeezed and hit the mask.

That mask was the seal that suppressed him.

As long as the mask is shattered, the seal will disappear. At that time, even if a person who surpasses the Valkyrie comes, facing the Balrog is just an ant facing a giant dragon. Once the Balrog leaves the seal.

The first place is Tianlan Realm.

At that time, the entire Tianlan world will be devastated.

"Even so."

"I won't promise you either."

Ye Qingxuan looked at the mask.

The mask that trapped her, she never wanted it to be shattered, but she also knew that when the mask was shattered, it was not the day when she escaped from birth, but the day when her life was worse than death.

It is the end of Tianlan Realm.

There are slight cracks in the photomask.

When I got here a few months ago, the mask was just a little streaky.

Today, however, the fine lines on the mask have become more and larger.

It's like a crock that is about to break.

……

sizzle~
sizzle~
On the Flame Demon Peak, demonic energy is rampant.

The entire Flame Demon Peak is full of corpses, and there are countless shattered weapons. One can imagine how tragic the war was in those days.

In the devil's breath.

A thin figure walked towards the top of Yanmo Peak with difficulty.

Thin body.

But it gives people a kind of stalwart, like an unshakable mountain.

A powerful aura lingers on him.

The holy will of the sword, split the devilish energy.

One quarter of an hour.

Two quarters of an hour.

an hour.

three hours.

Finally, at the sixth hour, the figure appeared on the top of the Flame Demon Peak.

He was naturally Lin Chen.

"It really is here."

Lin Chen looked at the pure and terrifying pitch-black devil energy on the top of the mountain, and couldn't help but tremble. He had seen this scene in the Excalibur Tianzong, and Ye Qingxuan's last message was from this place.

Ye Qingxuan was finally swallowed by the demonic energy behind her.

"hey-hey."

"Humble human being."

A cold voice sounded from the devilish energy.

Lin Chen could not help but shudder.

"The remnants of the demon race."

"Come out."

Looking at the fluctuating magic energy.

Lin Chen naturally knew that there were remnants of the demon clan here.

While speaking, a cold glow appeared in his hands, his unparalleled swordsmanship was brought to the extreme, his whole body tensed up, and he looked around vigilantly, in such a place, if he was not careful, he would vanish into thin air.

Ye Qingxuan is a lesson from the past.

One of the top ten Martial Gods, the existence of the top three, did not fall down here in the end.

"Humanity."

"It really is the most humble."

"It's also the most overreaching."

A cold voice rolled out.

The sound moves, the magic moves.

The dark and pure magic energy swept in, and the entire space froze.

The devilish energy turned into a two-meter-thick, [-]-meter-long tentacle and blasted towards Lin Chen. Wherever the devilish tentacle passed, the space was directly pierced, in front of this destructive power.

Don't say it's Wu Sheng.

Even a Valkyrie has to disappear in smoke.

"The eighth sword."

Lin Chen's face changed drastically.

This is the first time he has encountered such a powerful attack. This is definitely the most powerful attack he has ever seen. It is countless times stronger than those Valkyrie. In other words, Valkyrie is not at the same level in front of this tentacle.

Dare not have the slightest hesitation.

With a wave of the cold light of the spiritual weapon, the eighth sword of Jian Nine was released.

Immediately, a peerless sword light greeted the demonic tentacle.

(End of this chapter)