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He felt a palpitating breath from the group of golden flames.

At this moment, Bai Hong looked at Lord Fentian with suspicion. He felt that this majestic man in the golden fire cloud suit seemed familiar, especially the terrifying flame in his hand...

"You...you are Burning Heaven Demon Lord!!"

Bai Hong's complexion suddenly changed, and he screamed out.

He finally remembered, isn't the majestic man in the golden fire cloud suit in front of him the Burning Heaven Demon Lord? !

That Fentian Demon Lord who has been hidden from the world for more than 200 years.

That Fentian Demon Monarch who used to overwhelm the cultivation world!

"Hehe, I didn't expect someone to know me."

Mojun Fentian frowned, and looked at Baihong.

"You... haven't you been hidden for hundreds of years?!"

Baihong's complexion changed drastically.

In the era when the Burning Demon Monarch was rampant, Bai Hong was just an ordinary elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

At that time, Demon Monarch Fentian had already spread across the cultivation world, and he had a very vicious reputation.

At that time, Tianjianzong avoided him.

Unexpectedly, such a peerless monster was born again.

"Hehe, yes, it's been 200 years, and the world has forgotten the existence of this Lord..."

Lord Fentian said quietly.

"But...but you...why..."

Bai Hong looked at Mojun Burning Heaven, then at Fang Mo, and was speechless for a moment in shock.

The peerless demon Lord Burning Heaven actually surrendered to Fang Mo? ?

The cultivation base of Lord Fentian had already reached the ninth level of the Primordial Realm 200 years ago!

How could he submit to that little devil Fang Mo?

how can that be!

Baihong's heart has already set off a huge wave.

Ding Jianshan in the distance was so horrified that he couldn't speak.

Lord Burning Heaven!

How terrifying is the guy who can subdue such a peerless ferocious monster? ?

Ding Jianshan looked at Fang Mo with fear in his eyes, and he suddenly felt chills all over his body.

"Hehe, I'm not in the mood to reminisce about the past, little baby, you can be the sacrifice of my birth."

As he said that, Lord Fentian blasted the golden flame in his hand towards Jian Yi.

Jian Yi looked solemn, and the terrifying aura contained in the golden flame made his heart feel dangerous.

"Buzz!"

The shocking sword sounded, Jian Yi burst out with all his strength, and endless sword energy condensed into a long sword in front of him.

In the next second, the long sword split into dozens of handles, each of which contained a shocking sword intent.

The sword qi hummed, and the space trembled.

"go with!"

With the roar of the sword one by one, dozens of long swords cut through the void and met the golden flame.

Seeing this, Lord Fentian showed a trace of disdain at the corner of his mouth.

"Bang!!"

With a loud noise, dozens of long swords exploded, turning into sword energy all over the sky.

The golden flame was unscathed and flew towards Jian Yi at an undiminished speed.

"how can that be!"

Jian Yi's tone was startled, and his expression changed.

The sword just now was defeated so easily!

This golden flame is really weird.

Before he had time to think about it, the golden flame was already close at hand.

Jian Yi hurriedly sat down on the ground, the energy in his body burst out, and countless sword qi surrounded him, forming a terrifying sword gang.

"Peep..."

The golden flame collided with Jiangang, like ice and fire intersecting, making a piercing sound.

With the passage of time, Jian Gang was burned out a small hole.

Jian Yi's face was full of ferocity at this time, sweat was pouring down like rain, he was almost unable to hold on anymore.

At this moment, another figure jumped out from behind Baihong, swung his sword and slashed towards the golden flame.

This is another Ninth Level Primordial Realm expert in the Heavenly Sword Sect team.

"Jie Jie, little thing, are you begging to die..."

A gloomy voice sounded, and I saw the sword cultivator at the ninth level of the Primordial Realm was blocked by countless ghosts.

All of a sudden, there were ghosts and shadows in the field.

It was the ghostly old man who made the shot.

The sword cultivator's face changed slightly, the surroundings were full of terrifying ghosts, and there were bursts of ghostly cries and godly howls in his ears, and his mind began to be in a trance...

In the distance, Bai Hong frowned, staring at the cloud of ghost fog, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Then he suddenly turned his head to look at the gloomy old man, his pupils trembling.

"Are you... are you... a ghost?"

Bai Hong's tone trembled a little.

"Little guy, I didn't expect you to know even the old Taoist... Jie Jie..."

The Ghost Daoist grinned, revealing a row of terrifying sharp teeth.

Chapter 189

Hearing these words, Bai Hong's hairs stood on end in an instant, and his complexion changed drastically.

The ghost Taoist, who became famous before Burning the Heaven Demon Monarch, likes to extract the soul and refine the soul, and wherever he passes, ghosts cry and gods howl.

Rumor has it that millions of people were killed and their souls were taken away, which led to the joint encirclement and suppression of Tianjianzong and Xiaoyaomen.

Not long after, the ghost Taoist was blocked in a valley by two contemporary elders.

In that battle, the sky was dim, ghosts were crying and gods were howling, and the sun and the moon were turned upside down.

In the end, the elder of Xiaoyaomen died tragically, the elder of Tianjianzong escaped with serious injuries, and tens of thousands of disciples of the two sects were drawn out of their souls by ghosts.

Since then, the ghost Taoist has become famous, and wherever he goes, gods and ghosts will change.

The records about ghosts and Taoists flashed in his mind, and Baihong's face became more and more ugly.

"Jian Er, retreat quickly! You are no match for Gui Daoist!"

Bai Hong shouted at the sword cultivator who was trapped in the ghost fog.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Hong slashed towards the golden flame in front of Jian Yi with a wave of sword energy.

Because he saw that Jian Yi couldn't hold on anymore.

"boom!"

The fierce sword energy was interrupted by a bloody light.

"It's not a good habit to intervene in other people's battles."

Fang Mo looked at Bai Hong with a smile on his lips.

"Fang Mo..."

Bai Hong's pupils narrowed slightly, and he stared at Fang Mo closely, with a trace of fear in his eyes.

He didn't make another move, because now he no longer dared to regard Fang Mo in front of him as a little devil.

Even peerless fierce monsters like Fentian Mojun and Gui Taoist can be taken under his command, and they are respectful to them. Just ask the whole practice world, who can do this? ?

But Fang Mo did it.

Regarding the young master who came from this remote town in front of him, the abandoned disciple of the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect, Bai Hong had to admit that he was really wrong and seriously underestimated this young man named Fang Mo.

What the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect said is right, this Fang Mo is indeed a monster!

And it is also a rare evildoer who is rarely seen in ten thousand years!

Just when Bai Hong was full of thoughts, the golden flame in front of Jian Yi finally broke through the layer of sword gang, and hit Jian Yi firmly.

I saw that group of golden flames directly merged into Jian Yi's body without any hindrance.

Jian Yi was terrified, and hurriedly circulated Yuanli, trying to extinguish the golden flame in his body.

The result was in vain. As soon as all the energy was close to the golden flame, it was evaporated into nothingness by the terrifying high temperature.

"what!!"

Jian Yi's painful howling resounded through the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the blood in Jianyi's body began to evaporate, and his skin shriveled and cracked at a speed visible to the naked eye, which was shocking.

"Great... Great Elder, save... save..."

Jian Yi struggled and stretched out a hand towards Bai Hong, his eyes full of longing for life.

"call…"