Immortal Voices Chapter 734: Get out

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Seeing that there is still a strong man flying towards the sun, completely not afraid of the heat, and working hard to get the qualifications to ascend the throne.

Rong Xian snorted coldly. Since she doesn't give her face, she can't blame her for being merciless.

Rong Xian pulled up her sleeves and stretched out her hand neatly, and the long sword exuding cold air appeared out of thin air.

The icy chill of Xuanming's heavy water sword made everyone eroded by the heat also feel a bit of coolness.

Rong Xian's eyes slightly stunned, and the Xuanming heavy water sword shook suddenly, and the sword slammed loudly, as if resounding deep in the souls of everyone, leaving the brains of those close to them blank.

In an instant, the void seemed to be filled with sword aura, and these sword auras came out of thin air, and they seemed to come from outside the sky.

In the vigilant and jealous gazes of everyone, a series of phantom shadows stretched out their hands to hold these sword auras.

The sword gas turned into a long sword, sharp and cold.

The appearance of these phantoms is very abrupt, but weirdly give people a sense of taking it for granted, as if they were in that position.

Rong Xian's heart moved, and the phantom shadows all went up, blocking all the strong who flew toward the sun.

Those who are strong are not fuel-efficient lamps. Everyone knows what it means when God makes such a show.

Ten suns will inevitably leave one shining, which means that the top 100 people in the rankings only need to leave nine people to win.

In this case, they don't have to be modest.

The people who were still in the team before turned into enemies in an instant.

The number of monks who died at this instant reached at least twenty, and there were three of the sun floating in the void.

After Rong Xian's divine consciousness was dispersed, those phantoms seemed to have their own souls, and their fuzzy faces became more agile.

But after a while, the secret realm has become a battlefield.

Rong Xian didn't go up to smash the ruled sun, but blocked everyone who wanted to pounce on.

"Xu Emperor, what do you mean?" A strong man in the Echo Dojo could attack the sun, but was directly blocked by the phantom.

At the same time, the powerhouses of Shanhai Daochang, Ziyun Daochang, Eastern Jin Dynasty, Xijiang, Beizhao and other countries were also blocked.

"Rong Ya, you are looking for death."

"The Emperor Xu, you are the enemy of everyone."

Everyone's expressions are ugly.

The smile on Rong Xian's lips became more obvious, and she casually said: "Since you don't leave me a chance, you just don't want it."

"Rong Ya, is it possible that you still want to block everyone on your own?" Shang Qianqiu, who was ranked number one in the land list, asked lightly.

His expression is not at all unpleasant, as if he will not be shaken by everything around him.

Rong Xian smiled at him, a wide and almost holy smile, but Shang Qianqiu's pupils shrank, as if he had been punctured by a needle.

——Strong enemy!

Shang Qianqiu had this idea in his heart.

Rong Xian glanced at the unstopped fighting around her eyes, and said slowly: "I think I can't stop you guys. It's just to stop you now--"

She paused, the smile on her face slowly increased, and a dimple could be seen faintly, she said sincerely: "I will add to you."

Everyone choked.

Zhao Hu, who was hiding from the side, said with deep emotion: "This is simply using his life to pull hatred."

Fu Yuhuang glanced at him, picked up Zhao Hu and threw it into the battle.

Zhao Hu, with a bewildered face, saw that he was about to fall into the aftermath of other people's battles, and said with horror: "Father of Daoist, let me go, let me go."

The fellow Taoist not only refused to let him down, but he was also rude to this sudden competitor, raising his hand and smashing it with a fist.

"Boom!"

Don't get me wrong, it's not that Zhao Hu was hit.

The fellow daoist rolled his eyes, and his head was squashed on the ground by a sudden mace, seeing that he could not survive.

"Brother Yang!" Upon seeing this, the friend on the side was anxiously trying to rush to save others, but was directly knocked out by Zhao Hu who had fallen from the sky.

And an attack that should have raided from behind a friend wiped Zhao Hu's scalp and pierced the back of the other person opposite.

The man couldn't dodge, was stabbed in his lifeline, and his vitality quickly disappeared.

The man seemed to be aware of his situation, and his expression flashed a bit harshly.

Since he can't live, the people who raided him don't want to live either.

Thinking about it, he gave up his opponent and rushed to the person who was ‘forced’ to attack him. He blew himself up if he didn’t agree with him, and gave no chance to others to explain.

The ones who can survive to the present are basically in the top fifty. In other words, those with the worst cultivation base also have the five-layer cultivation base.

No one dares to underestimate this power even if it is the dying five heavenly immortals.

At the moment that person blew himself up, Rong Xian took back his sword aura and divine consciousness quickly with his eyes and hands to avoid unnecessary sacrifices, and then laid heavy protection for himself.

She had just finished this, and the silent fluctuations spread to the surroundings with lightning speed.

Anything that came into contact with sand, stone, vegetation was crushed, and several people in the center of the storm were severely affected. Two monks who had been seriously injured were killed directly, and three others lost their qualifications to compete.

After this power spread for a while, there was a loud bang.

The sound of self-destruction sounded in everyone's ears.

It can be described as shocking.

Rong Xian rubbed his ears calmly, glanced at Zhao Hu who sneaked out of the soil, and said with sincere emotion: "This is really a scourge for a thousand years."

Then she easily smoothed the energy fluctuations around her, and sighed pretendingly: "As the so-called #虎死威尤在#, the Daoist who had the courage to blew himself up must have been a hero before his death."

These words made the faces of the still alive even more weird.

Are you sure you are not sarcastic anymore? !

The trembling Zhao Hu just moved, and everyone's eyes were focused on him.

Zhao Hu's movements froze.

The people who are still alive here are strong, and everyone leaked a trace of coercion and gathered together, making Zhao Hu's heart tremble.

He walked towards Rong Xian with hands and feet, and said stiffly: "Gang, just said that I let that person escape."

Everyone recalled the unexpected incident just now, and their expressions suddenly: "...!"

This is a **** coincidence.

When Zhao Hu came to Rong Xian, he pitifully pulled Rong Xian's sleeve and said, "Your Majesty, I finally live to see you."

Rong Xian said with a subtle expression: "The cultivation base has made rapid progress."

Even the strong gods said that if you overcome death, you will overcome death, tusk.

As a result, Rong Xian’s words seemed to poke Zhao Hu’s sore spot. He looked at Rong Xian with an expression of #我很想哭But我强力忍着# and said: "Your Majesty, you don’t know, this way How miserable I was tossed by the female demon Fu Yuhuang. She not only tortured me, but also wanted me to harm your Majesty. I almost lost sight of your Majesty."

The devil smiled, gentle and holy: "How did you get into the Daotai?"

Zhao Hu's expression was stagnant, he was able to enter the Taoist platform, or joined forces with Fu Yuhuang to cut the last place on the ground list, and the king of the battle flew out and fell into his hands.

Can you say this?

No, otherwise you will definitely be misunderstood by your Majesty.

Just as he was anxious and didn't know how to explain, a powerful sword aura swept across his head.

This familiar sword aura with a faint fragrance of wine made Zhao Hu shrink his head subconsciously.

Immediately afterwards, the sun shattered.

At the same time, a Ruoyouruuowu dragon chant sounded, and the Demon Prison was suppressed.

The sun shattered.

The Daotai returned to its normal temperature and brightness, but everyone looked strange.

——The demon master is in the same boat with the sword repairer Fu Yuhuang is here.