Refining Heaven and Earth Chapter 939: The crisis is lurking
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The most noble thing between heaven and earth is life, and the most humble thing is also life!
The fierceness and determination of the Fire Temple exceeded everyone's expectations, and they have been playing continuously for ten waves, one after another.
Except for a pause in the previous two or three waves, Fang Bai was not given a chance to breathe at all.
The Jiuyin Palace disciples have changed two batches, and Wang Fuhua couldn't resist taking a rest for an hour, but Fang Baizhan has not flinched until this moment.
The blood poured into the blood-red dragon scale armor, and others also have their own, and the eyes are also red, and the bloodthirsty insanity flashes.
Thousands of people!
Thousands of strong men died in battle at the early stage of entering the Dao Realm. This is different from the loss in the Ten Thousand Years Cold Lake. The **** killing is staged in front of you, and almost half of them died in the hands of the same person. This scene is too shocking!
The Fire Temple camp once again walked out of a hundred people, fear and death became habit, indifference and ruthlessness came to my mind, indifference to life, even to my own life.
"Fang Bai, you can't go on fighting anymore." Wang Fuhua said firmly, people will get tired, especially if the battle lasts for so long.
More importantly, Wang Fuhua felt a different kind of breath from Fang Bai, and he was not optimistic.
"Kill!"
The voice was cold and hoarse, the killing intent burst out, the sky was freezing cold, and Wang Fu's paintings standing next to him were all chilly, staring in shock.
"You..."
Wang Fuhua couldn't believe what he saw. His blood-red eyes were like wild beasts, gleaming with bloodthirsty and ruthless light, seeming to devour everything.
The killing intention was full of madness, irrational madness. At this time, Fang Bai seemed to have become a murderous beast, and the purpose of survival was to kill.
"Not good!"
Wang Fu's painting of the secret path is not good, so he hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold Fang Bai, and shouted: "Wake up!"
Ru Chunlei exploded in his ears, Fang Bai's body shook, turning around and wondering: "What are you doing?"
"You can't go on fighting anymore, come back with me." Wang Fuhua held it still, his voice beyond doubt.
"Brother Wang, what do you mean?" Fang Bai broke free gently and asked with a smile.
Wang Fu painted his mouth open, but he didn't know what to say, he said in a deep voice: "You need to rest."
Fang Bai smiled and waved his hand, "It's okay, these people are not worth mentioning."
Since the battle, the true energy consumption is indeed huge, but when the disciples of the Temple of War are about to be destroyed, Fang Bai will find time to restore his true energy.
Although the spirit liquid is good, he doesn't want to take it out under the eyes of everyone. At this moment, there is still 60% to 70% of the true energy in his body, which is more than enough to deal with these people.
Wang Fuhua still needs to speak. The disciple of the Temple of Fire has already killed him, his face is expressionless, his expression is cold, his eyes flashing with madness.
"Kill!"
The voice fell, like lightning across the void, whizzing into the crowd.
The Jiujian Diamond Club swept across, the light rolled back, the wind howled, and there was a wailing wherever it passed.
Wang Fuhua and the disciples of Jiuyin Palace immediately followed, and the battle broke out again.
The crowd watching the battle in the void gradually became numb. This is already the eleventh battle. Thousands of people have died in the Fire Temple, and there is almost no loss in the Jiuyin Palace.
In terms of strength, the Fire Temple is undoubtedly the stronger side, but one side is missing.
Such a record against the sky is unheard of!
Looking at the battle in the void, the old sage frowned slightly, and said in doubt: "What does Zhu Chiyan want to do?"
Zhu Yanyan is treacherous and cunning. It is by no means easy to follow. Fang Bai's existence is a variable. In the early stage of the battle, the Fire Temple will never win. The ending can be seen at a glance, and the entire army is wiped out.
Maybe Zhu Chiyan doesn't care about the life and death of these people, but he doesn't care about the face of the Fire Temple? Don't care about the humiliation?
Yizhu Chiyan’s cunning will never sit and wait for death, let alone watch these people go to death, there must be tricks in them, but they can’t guess it for a while.
"No one can have such a powerful sense of God."
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in the old Saint King's mind, and his body was lightly shaken. He looked at King Chen beside him. The latter's expression was indifferent, and it seemed that he was not speaking through divine consciousness.
Divine knowledge?
The old Sage King's eyes suddenly lit up, and he secretly said that he was confused, and the truth was so!
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"What a venomous mind!"
Hundreds of Fire God Temple suddenly launched an attack on Fang Bai with their spiritual consciousness, but, contrary to everyone's expectation, the attack failed, but Fang Bai was completely killed.
At first I thought that Fang Bai's spiritual consciousness was against the sky, and one person defeated a hundred people. Now I think about it, that is impossible.
The improvement of spiritual power is extremely difficult, even more difficult than the improvement of the cultivation base. Not only does it require a protracted practice, it often limits the power of the spiritual consciousness.
In other words, even if Fang Bai has been practicing divine consciousness techniques, today's divine consciousness cannot be strong enough to kill a hundred people.
Looking at his final appearance, he was not affected in any way.
What's more, Fang Bai has to study so much at the same time. Time and cultivation level are his biggest limitations.
In this way, the truth is about to come out, Fang Bai Zhihai must have hidden a treasure, a treasure that can be attacked against the gods.
What kind of treasure can make his consciousness strong enough to resist a hundred people without being affected by it?
Can't imagine!
Zhu Chiyan must have seen this, and sent waves of disciples from the Temple of Fire to die.
There is only one purpose, to use the lives of these people to consume Fang in vain!
Even if he knew that the hope was extremely slim, he still did it without hesitation. Compared with such a treasure, what is the life and death of these people?
Don't know that the old sage king wronged Zhu Chiyan this time, he did not see it, but someone else.
"This son is not easy!" The Old Saint King sighed softly, looking at the battle that is about to end in the void, still a little bit disappointed in his eyes, if he had inherited the Saint King in the first place, it would be great.
"This is also an opportunity for Jiuyin Palace." Chen Shengwang said lightly.
Lao Shengwang understands, Chen Shengwang is telling him that Fang Bai is an opportunity for the rise of Jiuyin Palace.
Boom!
The last ray of light fell, all 100 people in the Fire Temple were killed in battle, and three people died in the battle at Jiuyin Palace, quickly clearing the battlefield.
Learning from the previous lessons, the harvest is getting smaller and smaller, which makes Fang Bai feel very uncomfortable. There are only forty Qiankun rings in this batch.
After eleven battles, they were assigned some paintings to Wang Fu, and there were only more than 600 Universe Rings left, which was far worse than expected.
"Take a rest and fight again." Wang Fuhua said in a deep voice: "You were in a dangerous state just now."
At this moment, Wang Fuhua felt that there was no need to conceal it, and he had to tell the truth.
"What did you say?" Fang Bai looked suspiciously, and suddenly remembered that he was in a trance during the previous conversation, and his mind was full of bloodthirsty.
The killing brought him an unprecedented pleasure, a hearty feeling, the blood was boiling, the soul was trembling, and he was addicted to it, intoxicated.
"Listen to me, this truce!" Wang Fuhua said firmly.
"Good!"
Fang Bai glanced at the disciple of the Fire God Temple who was playing, and retreated towards the Jiuyin Palace camp.
Wang Fuhua is right. That state is extremely dangerous. He is not afraid of killing, but killing never brings him pleasure. This is a dangerous sign.
Seeing Fang Bai and Wang Fuhua retreating, the Jiuyin Palace disciples hurriedly followed. They had just fought a battle, and if they had not been led by Fang Bai, they were not sure about these new forces.
The disciples of the Temple of Fire that came in the sky saw Fang Bai retreating. They were taken aback for a moment, then overjoyed, and a burst of cheers broke out subconsciously, resounding across the sky.
I quickly realized that something was wrong and fell silent for a moment.
Zhu Chi Yan's face is unhappy. He doesn't worry about Fang Bai's continuous battle, there will always be the moment when he will be consumed; what is worried is that Fang Bai will fight again after a rest, that would be insoluble.
Elder Yu looked gloomy, his plan was disrupted, and the lives of more than a thousand disciples were lost in vain, and there was a sense of frustration when he was lost!