Legend of the Swordking Chapter 1100: The Burning Furnace

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"Xiao Xuan, you come with me."

During the melee, the sacred vine tree seemed to be detached from the crowd. With a long sleeve, it separated a avenue among the war-torn crowd, and flew straight into the city with me. On both sides, a group of people looked hideous. The exiles only dared to stare at him, but did not dare to step forward to provoke them, and they could all feel the extremely terrifying power of the Godfuji tree.

"Senior Shenteng, where are we going?"

I carried the Fairy Bone Sword, and accompanied me all the way.

"Hall of Fire Flames."

The figure of the Shenteng tree floated away, and it was hundreds of feet in one swoop. Fortunately, after I stepped into the realm of Juggernaut, the speed has also increased a lot, and I picked up the Suzaku's body technique and followed closely at the end of the street. , A group of exiles with at least the strength of the lower saints were covered in armor, holding swords, and hunting in cloaks behind them, guarding in front of a palace with an angry expression.

This palace was not built for humans. Although it is magnificent, it is not big. It is only a hundred meters in size. The **** shining stone pillars rise to the sky, guarding a huge furnace in the center, and some are burning in the furnace. The spar includes blood spirit crystals and some spars that exist in the lower boundary. After the spar burns, the energy produced rises to the sky and is sacrificed into a blazing sun.

It turns out that the source of aura in the world of fireworks is the huge furnace in the temple of fireworks!

"The Burning Furnace..."

Shen Teng Shu took a deep breath and said: "You really exist."

"Boy, get out of my way immediately, you are not qualified to step into the Fire Palace!"

Dozens of sage-level exile guards roared, their swords were unsheathed, and they pointed straight at me and the Shenteng tree. Their voices trembled and their hearts trembled. In fact, they had been terrified to the extreme. The Temple of Fire Flame was discovered. For the exiles, it was a catastrophe.

The divine vine tree's eyes were misty and said: "Xiaoxuan, destroy the burning furnace, do you have the courage?"

"How many people will die?"

"People in this world of fireworks may all die." Shentengshu sighed: "Perhaps, millions of people will slowly wither because of the lack of sunlight. All the creatures of this world of fireworks , Will fall into silence."

I couldn't help being stunned, and ruining a burning furnace, the consequences were so great.

"Why, don't you have the heart?" Kami Fujiki said.

"No."

I shook my head, my gaze gradually became firm, and said: "The exile land could have been passed down from generation to generation and reproduce forever in the world of Fire Flame, but they prefer to be the enemy of the upper realm. Race aggression means too strong, before we have enough strength to restrain them, complete annihilation is the only way."

Shen Teng Shu actually applauded, saying: "Then do it."

"Hmm!"

I stepped forward with the Immortal Bone Sword in my hand, and the strength of the Sword Saint Realm in my body began to explode one by one, and the whole person’s inner world seemed to be lit up by one point. The shadows linger around the fairy bone sword, like a sword **** descending into exile, with an invincible aura.

"Smelly boy!"

A group of guards were shocked and scared: "No matter what your background, do you dare to challenge so many saints alone?"

I did not speak. Suddenly, a condescending sword slashed down. The fairy bone sword swept through all the rules. The golden avenue rule chains lay like chains, bursting out the rule power of the avenue collapse, and the sword fell into the crowd. People suddenly turned into a **** mist and exploded, and the others were almost swept away. They all stumbled away. When they turned over and wanted to resist, the **** vine tree had already shot, and dozens of vines broke through the air between their hands. .

"Chichichichi~~~"

Every tender golden branch pierced the eyebrows of an exile guard straightly, bringing out a ray of blood and killing it directly. Shentengshu's shot was much more ruthless than mine.

I can't help being stunned: "Senior Kamifujiki, didn't you say not to intervene in the war in the human world? Why is now... killing more decisively than me?"

"There is cause and effect between me and them."

Shen Teng Shu's voice was indifferent: "At the beginning, the exile place had an inescapable responsibility for the collapse of the world of immortality. You should have seen those pictures of the past at the altar of the forbidden area."

"Hmm."

I recalled the battle of Taigu Xuanhe that I saw in the altar of order, taboos, wars between great sages, and even people from the fairy world appeared. There was a sacred tree participating in that war. After the war, he was hit hard by the Demon Dao. If the guess is correct, the tree should be the predecessor of the Shen Vine Tree, and there is Chu Xingyun in the Demon Dao. He is the ancestor of the Exile, he is fierce and evil, and finally he is permanently Banished, sealed in the orange sun.

At this moment, I really want to ask Shentengshu if he is the legendary World Tree.

But Shentengshu seemed to be aware of my thoughts, and said: "What's next, I will talk about it later, quickly destroy the burning furnace, our time is not too much, once the Confucianism and others gather in the place of exile The big culprits come together to fight, we may not be able to take advantage."

"Hmm."

I raised my brows and immediately turned around. Thousands of fierce sword intent burst into the furnace of fire. Suddenly, the huge furnace seemed to have been punished by heaven, and the rules of the furnace were cut off one by one. Broken, like a cauldron, there are constant traces of cracks, the flames in it burst into the sky, and in a blink of an eye, the burning furnace collapsed, and the blazing sun in the sky quickly began to dim.

This world of fireworks is ruined!

……

It seemed to feel the changes in the Temple of Fire Flames. The exiles who were fighting on the periphery showed a dazed look. They looked at the skyrocketing flames of the Temple of Fire Flames, and couldn't help feeling sad. They knelt on the ground, howling. Burst into tears.

"Ruined, everything is ruined..."

"Why...why does God treat us prisoners who are imprisoned in the world of the fire like this? Isn't it enough to imprison for thousands of years, ten thousand years?!"

"Kill...Kill the intruder!"

Everyone's eyes are blood red, and the true ferocity is revealed.

"Go."

The vine tree turned into a ray of light, and suddenly rushed out. Thirteen twigs emerged from the sleeves of the robe, which directly entangled all the saints in the fierce battle, and then rushed out of the fire at an unimaginable speed. The world, at the moment we rushed out of the mirror world, Kami Fujiki chanted an obscure spell, and suddenly opened his palms and patted the world of fire.

"Peng~~~"

The brilliance was agitated, and golden seal symbols appeared on the edge of the fire flame world, like a mirror that was sealed off. In a blink of an eye, these symbolic seals merged in all directions, completely cutting off the fire flame. The connection between the world and the outside world, it seems that Shentengshu did not intend to solve these exiles by himself, but chose to let them slowly die out.

Dongfang Wan sacrificed the Tianxin Sword and carried the crowd. There was a faint loss in her beautiful eyes, saying: "A world of burning fire is destroyed like this. In this battle, we have eliminated 10% of the forces in the exile. Up."

"This is not enough."

Wu Shengyuetian said: "The ten fire-burning worlds are connected to each other. Even if only one is left, they will resurrect. Don’t forget how vicious the Confucianism, the Demon, and the Blood are. They slaughter the city in our upper realm. After the Battle of Wushan, more than tens of millions of civilians have been massacred. This account is not over yet."

"That's right."

Shangguan Nanfeng said: "The devil in the land of exile is not worthy of mercy and sympathy."

"The next world of firearms, we are leaving."

Dongfang Wan is not a good man and believer. If she doesn't have the decisive wrist, she might not be able to sit on the throne. For the Tianxin Empire, the coveting of neighboring countries is a trivial matter, and the threat from the exile is the most deadly.

……

The place of exile, a dark world, even the clouds are black.

The Heavenly Heart Sword pierced through a series of iron-like cloud haze, and even hit the light of Venus. The composition rules of these cloud haze were absolutely different from the upper realm, and among the mountains, the stream turned, one The stream water, which was like ink dots, rose up into the sky as if it had escaped the force of gravity, hitting the Tianxin Sword "dangdang", with clanging sounds.

This place of exile is indeed dangerous, ordinary people can't survive at all. It's no wonder that the exiles of the past have built ten fire-burning worlds. In this terrifying climate, only the strong above the middle sage can adapt and survive. The weaker ones are already dead.

"Here!"

Before, there is a bright light. A lonely mountain of thousands of feet rises up into the sky. The top of the lonely mountain is shining with brilliance, as if it is blooming with brilliance. It is a world of fire, far away, I open it With the kendo divine eyes, he has insight into the aura in the world of burning fire, and the strongest person has a cultivation base comparable to a titled saint.

"There is a strong exile."

Dongfang Wandao: "Once you enter, please suppress them at the first time by the two Juggernauts, so as not to cause unnecessary damage to me."

Shangguan Nanfeng and Shangguan Ziyi nodded: "Yeah."

"Whh--"

The Tianxin Sword plunged directly into the world of Xinhuo, as expected, the other party was already prepared, and there was a bond between the two of the world of Xinhuo, at the moment when the sword entered the world of Xinhuo, A giant fist soaring to the sky rushed towards the face, the rules surged, and the punch was strong, bringing out an overwhelming terrorist offensive. The person who used this fist was a titled saint, an old man who practiced boxing, with a face. Tyrant and fierce.

"Shameless upper bound, die!"

This punch is brilliant and powerful, at least, I can't take it.

"The old man is here to cover."

Wu Sheng Yuetian let out a low roar, and walked towards him like an iron fist, his fleshly body gushing and radiant, and the regular power of fleshly body sanctification was contained in his fist strength. Suddenly there was a loud noise, and two fierce fist marks collided.

Just as the opponent was so shocked, Master and Uncle started their hands.

Shangguan Nanfeng raised his hand, and the breeze flowed. With a "chi", countless space rules were disrupted, forming a sword blade storm that wrapped around the title-level exile's arms, while Shangguan Ziyi was shocked. With a sword falling, the white deer crossed the sky, and the sword light poured in!

"Peng!"

A powerful titled saint was cut to pieces in an instant, and died!

Although the titled saint is strong, but if you encounter a sword saint who is equal to the taboo, there is only a dead end.