The Legend of Douba Resurrection

"My lord, my subordinates are ashamed!"

Venerable Tianhuo apologized with shame on his face.

Thinking that Zihuo, who was a one-star Dou Sheng and possessed the Falling Heart Flame, was caught without warning.

"It's not your problem, let's get out of here quickly, Nightmare Sky Fog is still too weird."

Yao Chen waved his hand, and then quickly flew in one direction with Xiao Yan and Tian Huo.

ten minutes later.

On an ancient stone platform in mid-air, there are already many powerful people gathered here.

The three of Xiao Yan also stood in a corner and waited quietly. Behind them was the gate of an ancient palace, and they had to gather enough strong men to break through.

"Boo! Hah! Hah!"

There were a few more breaking wind sounds, and several familiar figures immediately came into Xiao Yan's eyes.

"Brother Xiao Yan, you guys are actually so fast?"

Qianying in Tsing Yi looked at the three of Xiao Yan and said in surprise.

"It's not that we're fast, it's that Xun'er is slow."

Xiao Yan beckoned to Xun'er and said with a smile.

"Well, according to the records of our family, the deepest part of this hall is where the body of the Jinglian demon fire is located. We need to rush in."

Gu Nanhai came over and communicated with Yaochen in a low voice.

"We guess it's the same, but we can't predict the danger in the temple, so we have to gather some people to break through together. After all, there are some dangers that we can't go forward to test ourselves."

Yaochen blinked his eyes and said playfully.

"Hehe, it makes sense."

Gu Nanhai glanced at the people present and said with a smile.

Just when the crowd in this ancient stone square began to gather more and more, the space above the square suddenly exploded an unusually long and narrow space crack, and in the next second, overwhelming milky white figures rushed out from the depth of the space crack, The crowd surrounded them.

These figures are surrounded by milky white flames, holding flame spears, and all of them are not weak, like an elite army that has been well-trained and uniformly dressed.

"It's the fire slaves controlled by the Jinglian demon fire. These fire slaves are almost endless. They have no intelligence and are not afraid of death. They can't be killed. Everyone rushes over together, rushing to the inside of the hall, maybe the Jinglian demon The body of the fire is in the depths of the hall."

A semi-saint strongman from a hidden sect in Zhongzhou suddenly shouted loudly with enough fighting spirit.

Sure enough, he is an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years, and he can grasp the thoughts of most of the strong people on the field with just a few words.

"rush!"

Everyone looked at each other, and immediately leaned together and roared up.

"Hehe, there are still quite a few smart people in the team, let's keep up."

Yao Chen and Gu Nanhai exchanged glances, and rushed over with a few people.

With the joint efforts of everyone, the two closed giant doors of the main hall were immediately blasted open,

As soon as the crowd entered the hall, the milky white army that was clinging tightly behind them receded like a tide.

"Huh! Damn it! Finally, there are no pursuers!"

An Eight-Star Dou elder breathed a sigh of relief.

"No, look ahead!"

One of his companions pointed in front of him solemnly.

The Eight-Star Dou Zun looked up and saw that the inside of the hall was as densely packed as the outside. Although the number of people was smaller, each one was more elite.

"Ah! Damn it! Is this Jinglian demon fire playing us like monkeys? It's these endless fire slaves again!"

The eight-star Dou Zun hugged his head and howled.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's go with the big troops!"

As soon as his companion patted him on the shoulder, he rushed forward.

"For the purification of the lotus demon fire! Come on, you damn fire slaves!"

The eight-star Dou Zun raised his dou qi, and viciously blasted an unusually majestic dou qi beam of light at the milky white crowd.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

In just an instant, colorful battle qi training immediately filled the entire hall.

ten minutes later.

The eight-star Dou Zun who yelled more passionately just now died of a slippery foot accidentally at the age of eighty-two.

Xiao Yan and his party kept rushing and rushing without stopping, rushing to the four main halls in one breath, and the strength of the fire slaves also rose rapidly when they met the fire slaves.

From the beginning of Dou Zong, Dou Zun, and Dou Zun's peak, until the last hall they encountered a group of semi-saint powerhouses.

Well, of course everyone's casualties are also skyrocketing.

Fighting Saints like Xiao Yan were relatively relaxed, but those Fighting Zuns were almost dead.The one who can still follow Xiao Yan and his party now must be at least a Dou Zun peak powerhouse.