Emperor of Nine Suns Chapter 1249: Han Temple descends

"You can leave the Demon Sect."

"Yes, Master."

Zi Xi breathed a long sigh of relief. Lord Changsheng had no task to give her, which meant that she could control her own time.

After a few last words of exhortation, Lord Changsheng slowly disappeared into the void.

Obviously, it can be seen that the matter on his side is very urgent, and it seems that he is not in the mood to say more, which ended the exchange between the master and the apprentice.

Just as Zixi was about to leave the giant rock, a very subtle sound of breaking through the air suddenly rang in his ears.

Looking in the direction of the sound, you can see that at the far end of the sky, a gray streamer is approaching here like a gallop.

There are waves of incomparable spiritual power fluctuations in that stream of light, like a gushing volcano, which will explode with the terrifying power of destroying the world at any time! !

This is...

Zi Xi's pupils shrank violently, and the figure stretched, suddenly turned into a purple light and plunged into a dark corner on the edge of Duxu Peak.

At the same time, she also reduced the breath of her whole body, hiding behind a rock mound.

The gray electric light aura is majestic, with an indescribable powerful force coming across the void and descending.

Along with the gray light blasting on the huge rock, the entire space froze.

Variously, layers of faint gray fog can be seen from the light, filling the entire space.

In this gray mist, waves of strong death breath radiated out, and the giant rock space seemed to become another, cold world.

"The power of the space around this crossing virtual peak is very powerful, but it will save us a lot of energy."

The gray light completely dissipated, revealing a handsome, baby-faced teenager who looked about 13 or 14 years old. He was the contemporary master brother of Nether Peak, the strongest of the younger generation of the Demon Sect, and the son of Nether Han Dian.

He glanced around and nodded very satisfied.

The heart of Zi Xi hidden in a dark corner not far away was violent.

Since the Han Dian descended, the sound of the wind around him has disappeared without a trace, and there is no wave in the world, without a trace of abnormality.

It feels like this Fang Tiandi has been completely suppressed by him.

Is this the terrifying power possessed by the super powers of Linghe Realm?

Zi Xi once again reduced the aura on her body, and the whole person almost turned into a stone of silence.

Such an enemy is too terrifying. No matter what the master brother of the Netherworld Sect is here for, once she is discovered, there is only one dead end.

Han Dian still smiled, looking like a harmless and sunny little Zhengtai.

It's just that a group of gray-robed Netherworld disciples behind him were silent, looking at him with a sense of awe.

When Han Dian's gaze inadvertently scanned the place where Zi Xi was hiding, the deep gaze suddenly fluctuated.

The Zixi who sensed this scene was shocked, even her breathing stopped completely, and her figure remained motionless.

At this moment, a small ant that emerged from the depths of the darkness swaggered onto her white palm, which was holding on to the wall, rustling its feet.

"Hehe...Okay, let's get to work."

Han Dian retracted his gaze and waved his hands to the people behind him.

I saw that a group of disciples wearing Netherworld robes each took out a black iron pipe from the storage ring.

The iron pipes are about three feet long, as thick as an arm, with thin gray lines on them.

Although the black iron pipe looks like iron, it has a lustrous luster like jade.

There are a total of twelve dark iron pipes. After being joined together, they form a long rod more than three feet long.

When the long rods are spliced ​​together, the gray lines on the tops suddenly shine, as if they are connected, the whole iron pipe suddenly changes, becoming gray and black, and exudes a strong wave The spiritual power fluctuates.

I saw a gray-robed disciple throwing both hands fiercely, and the three long poles floated in front of Han Dian.

While Han Dian shook his hands, waves of strong spiritual power burst out, forming a gray-black flame in the void, and began to violently burn the long rod.

Crackling...

The piercing flames roared endlessly, and under the fierce burning of the flames, the long rod appeared deeper and darker.

There is a special kind of magic!

When the flame was calcined for about a cup of tea, I saw Han Dian remotely tugging at the long pole, and with a hula a big blood-colored banner was pulled out of the pole!

It turned out to be like this. Is this blood-colored banner the true face of the long pole?

Zi Xi was shocked. The flag was more than ten feet long and about nine feet wide. The face of the flag was red as blood, and it looked like it was soaked in rich blood.

The flag is not embroidered with the famous Nether Totem of Nether Peak, but embroidered with a set of extremely strange pictures!

There are six dim light spots, each showing dark blue, dark red, dark green, dark gold, dark black, and dark gray.

There are a series of reversal swirling patterns around the light spot, forming a set of reversed Liuhe totems.

When Zixi looked at the dim light spots, she felt a shock in her mind, only that the six light spots seemed to form an endless vortex, which had endless attraction. It seems that his soul must be separated from the body and appear in that spot of light!

This scene shocked her mind, and she closed her eyes subconsciously, and at the same time, a touch of astonishment surged in her heart.

Just looking at it with my eyes, I feel that my soul will be swallowed by that flag~IndoMTL.com~ What a powerful magic weapon is that? Nine Sun Emperor:

Boom...

The blood-colored banner was fluttering in the wind. When the banner appeared, a billowing gray mist rose up from the surface of the flag, evolving into gray illusions in the void.

And the six light spots on the banner are shining brightly, rising out like six small suns, and gradually evolving into six completely different small worlds, connected to each other, containing majestic orders. A terrifying force that is hard to fathom.

Han Dian's hand gestures changed abruptly, and he saw that the gray flame instantly transformed into a sea of ​​gray-black thunder and lightning, and thick thunder and lightning continued to circulate among the six deep worlds, as if A series of gray thunder and lightning dragons.

Every time those thunder and lightning mad dragons cycle through the six small worlds, the terrifying pressure in the void becomes stronger.

This is... This is cultivating this powerful magic weapon! !

Beside Duxu Peak, refining this evil magic weapon, what is the purpose of Han Dian?