The Strongest Sect Master In Cultivation World

The red flame of the burning wind glowed all over the lion. The high temperature roasted the surrounding stone walls and turned them red. The surrounding high temperature twisted and deformed the air and soared up again.

Then, under the pressure of the monsters in the saint's realm, these heat flows fell rapidly and blew to the people.

When you see the huge monster, the interior of the tower is almost full. It's even difficult to turn around.

Although they were in a very hot environment, cold sweat kept coming out of their backs and was evaporated by the high temperature.

This is a monster with strength in the realm of saints!

And still in such a closed space! Don't say, this monster is inconvenient to turn around. In such an environment, it is more disadvantageous to human friars.

The monster on the opposite side attacked and didn't even have a place to hide!

The monk inside the soul tower thought of this, his face turned white, and a look of despair appeared.

"Young leader, we'll hold this monster later. You find a chance to escape." The two elders of Shentai realm who came with Liang Bo said with their teeth clenched.

"..." Liang Bo secretly hates the huaizhou City Lord. It's so hateful. Obviously, there are so many killing moves. Instead of expanding the territory, they are used in the path here.

How hateful!

There are those guys from the God sect. They came first, but they didn't give us a danger warning.

I fell into such a fierce place. If I can get out of danger, I will kill them someday!

Liang Bo did not reflect on his greed at all, which led to his current situation. Instead, he hated the house and the black, and wrote down the four people of the Heavenly God sect.

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God's sect.

Mu Chen said to jiuyouque, "younger martial brother, have you studied such a column?"

"Almost. Buy me some time and I can crack him."

"Good!"

Mu Chen picked up the sword eyebrow and slowly squeezed the cobra dragon sword in his hand.

The other three are also ready to fight the monster.

At this time, a huge sound came from above, like the sound of thunder.

"You mole ants dare to break into my territory! You really don't know what to do!"

This is the voice of the burning lion. His blood red animal pupils stare at the people below and ponder.

"Well, I'll play a game with you."

"I can let you go."

As soon as everyone listens to his words, they look happy. As long as they leave, it's easy to say anything!

"It's just..." the voice of the burning red lion turned: "there are only 20 places!"

When this sentence was spoken, the whole scene became silent. Everyone in the tower, look at me, I'll look at you.

There are only 20 places, but there are more than 130 people in the tower. How will the quota be allocated? Who dies and who lives?

These friars involuntarily picked up the magic weapon. They didn't know whether to guard against it or prepare to kill it.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, several short painful cries sounded.

People were surprised and looked back, but they saw several people frozen into cold ice and fell towards the magma ground below.

"Poof" fell into the hot magma below, a few blue smoke rose, and the air was full of strange burning smell.

It's xuanbing Zong Liang Bo's hand!

"Sorry, your lives are as cheap as ants. It's an honor to die for my son!" Liang Bo had a smile on his face, but his eyes could not hide the killing intention of neutralization.

"Kill!" The xuanbing sect disciple who followed Liang Bo showed his fierce light, raised the weapon in his hand, and urged the spiritual power to sweep away towards the friars around.

Other monks have no resistance. They not only have to face the siege of xuanbing sect, but also pay attention to whether there is a sneak attack behind them.

For a moment, there was a bloody storm in the soul tower.

It's okay here.

Nine youque closed his eyes, stretched out his palm and pressed it on the column. With his other hand, he pinched the formula and kept calculating.

The other three surrounded jiuyouque and protected him.

Because he had just fought with the stone carving and showed his strength, no friars came to chew these hard bones for the time being.

At this time, the huge voice of the burning red lion sounded again.

"Your speed is too slow! I changed my attention and only five people are allowed to live!"

After that, with a wave of his claws, his fierce spiritual power set off a huge storm, a huge sea of magma fire appeared on the heads of the people, boiling unceasingly, spitting out a white high-temperature flame, showing an extremely strong high temperature.

Even if it is the peak cultivation of Shentai realm, it will become a wisp of smoke!

And it's falling at a fast speed!

"Before the magma sea falls to your head, you don't choose five people, so you all die here!"

The monks below were even more anxious. Their eyes were red and they picked up weapons and fought with each other.

Jiang Hu's huge fist was so powerful that he waved it out and hammered a friar away.

He said with some dissatisfaction: "how can there be such a big demon in this tower and force us to kill each other? It's really inexplicable!"

Hearing his words, Mu Chen seems to have caught something.

"No matter what monster it is, kill it first!"

Shin! There was a tremor in the air.

Mu Chen pulls out the cobra dragon sword with his backhand.

The lunhai in the Dantian area surged out and poured into the long sword like a tide along the meridians.

"Hum ~" with the fierce spiritual power, the cold light on the edge of the cobra dragon sword in Mu Chen's hand became more and more intense.

With more and more spiritual power pouring in, the surrounding area of Mu Chen also condenses into a huge flame vortex with a length of 50 feet. The vortex rotates at high speed to absorb all the surrounding flames, and then energy flows out crazily!

"Buzzing!"

The powerful momentum kept climbing, and the rolled up flame became more and more violent. Those friars who had been fighting together now had to stop fighting and try their best to resist this terrible suction. A pair of eyes stared at Mu Chen closely, and an emotion called hope came out.

"Roar!"

Mu Chen's momentum climbed higher and higher. The long Cobra sword in his hand radiated silver light, and the powerful spiritual power tightly surrounded and condensed into essence. The blade of the sword was trembling gently, and there was a sound of dragon singing like thunder!

"Split the sky and cut the sky!"

Mu Chen's closed eyes suddenly opened, and a cold flash flashed in his eyes. The dazzling light of the cobra long sword in his hand lit up, the powerful spiritual power burst out around, and the magma on the ground sputtered around. And the cobra sword light shoots up from the ground!

The silvery white sword light rises with the wind in the process of flying!

In a moment, a half moon shaped sword with a length of more than 100 feet suddenly appeared, and the spiritual force tearing the space wound around it, sucking in the red magma on the ground!

Look from a distance.

The half moon silver sword with a width of 100 feet dragged the red magma and crossed an arc, leaving a long red tassel tail. With groundbreaking momentum, it fiercely cleaved towards the burning wind and Red Lion above!

The huge sword is silvery white and cold as frost.

The boiling magma is red, red as blood.

In mid air, one red and one white crossed the mysterious arc, forming the ultimate wonderful picture.

Everyone stood still, looked up and looked at the most gorgeous and charming picture in his life.

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