The Magus Era Chapter 1368: Righty encroachment by righteousness

The red light is huge, the heat waves are soaring. Thousands of Shaman s were burned to ashes first, and two small flames in the eye sockets were looming, and then their clothes and hair were also burning.

Thousands of Shaman hissed horribly, rolling their hands on the ground with their hands on their heads. Pan Jia Sun released boundless heat, roasted the ground to heat up, the soil and sand were burned into magma, and the terrible high temperature was sprinkled on the Human Race parliament hall, which immediately inspired the defense of the parliament hall Restriction, and a thick layer of light gushed out. The parliament hall was wrapped underneath.

This is a strength of Sun. Even if Pan Jia Sun is inherently insufficient, it is thousands of times weaker than Pangu World's Sun. This is still the strength of a whole Sun, and Pan Jia Sun is close at hand, and the high temperature emitted is especially terrible.

A ray of red light is like countless swords stabbing on the defense Restriction of the Conference Hall, and you can hear the bang. The strong defenses of Restriction are broken, and the walls and beams of the Conference Hall Fire erupted continuously at the eaves and other places, and there was a huge sound of the defense witch array shattered by the power of counterattack.

Maguspriests tumbled in deeper and deeper magma. The defensive jade symbol on their bodies did not break, releasing a thin layer of light film to wrap their bodies. The magma was boiling violently, and numerous red bubbles were bursting open, and the light film on them also shattered.

Sometimes, Shaman was directly burned by the magma. In the sound of ‘chī chī’, the scorching smell of roast meat began to waft in the air.

Everything happened so suddenly. The Human Race Warrior patrolled near the Great Hall of the Government for a long time, and then screamed in a mess. Many agile Warriors stepped into the void and rushed into the magmatic area to hunt for people. Some even raised the dragon horn horn in their hands and sounded the alarm of foreign invasion.

"A group of incompetent waste." An old, majestic voice came from far away, a long black man wearing a silver robe with black hair restrained by a wipe to a full simultaneously, and a wipe inlaid in the middle The stature of the old man with the egg size ruby ​​suddenly appeared next to Tai Ji Creation Cauldron.

"Suppress me!" The old man shouted. There was a red mist rolling behind him like a sea, and a few Flood Dragon-like long shadows were looming in the rolling red mist. He held a bizarre hexapod in his hands. The tripod, tripod spit out countless red streamers, and fell on Pan Jia Sun like falling stars.

The red light burst and made a huge continuous sound. Pan Jia Sun shook slightly and was pressed back to Tai Ji Creation Cauldron by the old man's six-footed tripod. The old man smiled smugly, and the corners of his eyes and brows were full of pride.

Far Ji Hao also sneered, Pan Jia Sun was Restriction by Pan Jia, so it seemed so docile and cute, and Tai Ji Creation Cauldron imprisoned more than 90% of his power, so in the past few years, Pan Jia Sun only "Gentle obedience" provided Pu Ban with just the right amount of light and heat to help Pu Ban harvest the crops season after season.

But gentle and obedient, this is also an Sun. It looks like an angry dragon that looks old and even the horns are fading. When he is really angry, he can still get angry and go straight for nine days, tearing all enemies with not sharp but powerful enough minions.

"Stupid!" With a chuckle, Ji Hao snapped his fingers and released control of Tai Ji Creation Cauldron.

Tai Ji Creation Cauldron blasted with clear air, clear air bombarded on Pan Jia Sun, the imprisonment curse blessed by Pan Jia suddenly disintegrated. Pan Jia Sun shuddered a little, from the dull and dull, which suddenly became extremely manic.

The sound of 'hum' spewed out a terrible heat wave that was a hundred times higher than the temperature just now, and a golden red sun raged like a flood. The silver robe old man was the first to make a terrible cry. He had six feet in his hands. In the raging sunlight, Ding quickly melted into juice, and in a blink of an eye, it became a ray of fly ash.

The luxurious and exquisite silver robe on his body sprayed a large amount of silver cold light, and turned into a snowflake-like light pattern around the body. This is a rare treasure. Ji Hao knew at a glance that the processing technology of this silver robe had already been processed. It has reached the extreme of today's Human Race, and its defense is comparable to the strength of ten ordinary Divine Magi-class defense magic treasures.

But it's useless.

The terrible high temperature surrounds a roll of silver snowflake-like light patterns, and the silver robe suddenly burns in the sound of 'chī chī', and a breath of smoke is burned in one breath. The old man's broodingly expensive and suffocating ruby ​​spit out red flames, turning it into a layer of fire to protect him inside. The red light of Pan Jia Sun was only a flash, and the ruby ​​exploded and became numerous. Fine debris.

The eyebrow blew open a wound on the fist size. The old man's blood was screaming horribly. His tragic sound had just exited. The real fire of Sun released by Pan Jia Sun was already attached to him.

"chī chī" A few sounds, the skin and muscles of the old man suddenly turned into coke, and the silvery-white, crystal clear, almost transparent bones were exposed at the flick of a finger. Countless snowflake-like textures are attached to the old man's bones, and they are particularly beautiful under the golden red sunlight.

"Come, save people, save people, save the Yunyang patriarch quickly!" Dozens of old Shaman s wearing black robes and high crowns, emitting powerful Wu Li (magus power) waves all over their bodies, flashed directly from the void. When they came out, they were holding various powerful magic weapons, and while they were fighting the Sun real fire on the Yunyang patriarch, they kept releasing Magus Law Restriction and tangled up to Pan Jia Sun.

Ji Hao A quack laughter, stepping on the Nine Dragons Chariot, rolling in a cloud of fire nearly a hundred miles away, and taking tens of thousands of henchmen to the Tai Ji Creation Cauldron.

Without a hesitation, he punched dozens of old Magus Law Restriction from Shaman and shattered it. Ji Hao swallowed Tai Ji Creation Cauldron into his mouth with his left hand. Holding his left hand to Pan Jia Sun, Pan Jia Sun turned into a diameter of about three feet. A golden fireball, without the slightest smoke anger (Fire Qi), quietly suspended in the palm of Ji Hao.

"You guys, what do you want to do?" Ji Hao looked at those Shaman and said in a cold voice: "You guys, want to get my baby?"

After a long silence, a majestic man wearing a black robe with Star Light flickering in his robe, apparently a strange treasure walked out of the crowd. With his hands on his back, there was an uncomfortable smile on the face of the Chinese character full of majesty and righteousness.

"Marquis Yao Ji Hao, just come back. That's the case. This Sun is of great significance to my Human Race. It can be seen from this flood that when my Human Race is facing unpredictable danger, One Sun is my last retreat for Human Race. "

"So, after our discussion, the Human Race tribal alliance will levy this Sun. From then on, this Sun is the public property of Human Race."

"Because this Sun must be suppressed by this mouthpiece in order to be properly stored, your mouthpiece is also collected by Human Race." (To be continued.)