I am Really not a Child of Luck

　　 Nine golden crows bred from the emperor stele, and directly turned into rounds of big sun to pounce on the flame saint.

　　 Although they are only derived from the emperor stele rune, they have terrifying strength comparable to divine beasts, and the aura emitted by each golden crow is comparable to a saint.

　　 Even as the light of the inscription on the stone tablet increases, the aura of these golden crows becomes more and more powerful.

　　Rao is that the Flame Saint is not at the bottom of the Tribulation Period. He is only half a step away from the True Saint. At this time, his face also shows a deep look of fear.

　　Because he felt a fatal threat on these golden crows, if he didn't handle it well this time, he might really fall on Yingzhou Island.

　　 "Get this seat away!"

　　 Flame Saints condensed flame protection shields at the fastest speed, blocking them in front of the nine golden crows, hoping to stop them for a moment.

　　 But he himself turned into a flame of holy light, blasted in the opposite direction, and escaped first.

　　 Compared with face, life is more important!

　　 It's a pity, when he launched an attack on this emperor monument, the emperor monument seemed to have locked him.

　　 The Flame Shield could not stop the Golden Crow in the slightest, and was completely penetrated, refined and swallowed almost instantly, making the Golden Crow's energy even more powerful and terrifying.

　　 The nine golden crows completely blocked all the dodge directions of the Flame Saint, and then rushed towards him.

　　 The scorching flame instantly wrapped his whole person in it.

　　 Originally, such as the flame saint, who majored in fire attribute techniques, could almost be immune to any fire damage, but at this time this flame power is too powerful.

　　 This is the Golden Crow sacred fire, which seems to be born out of the real fire of the sun. Although it is not on the list of wonders of the world, its power is far inferior to the pure real fire of the sun.

　　 But under the power of the ancient stele, this rich golden crow divine fire is enough to directly refine this flame saint!

　　 For a while, the screams of the saint came from the flames, stern and crazy.

　　 "Damn it, why does an ancient preaching monument have such terrible lethality?"

　　The flame saint showed a hideous color on his face, and he suddenly looked at Shen Tian and others who had retreated hundreds of miles away: "This seat is robbed today, you can never think about staying out!"

　　 It was you who discovered this monument, which made this saint contaminate this terrible flame.

　　 If this seat is going to die, then die together!

　　……

　　 At this point, the flame saint's whole person directly turned into a holy fire, shooting towards the direction of Shen Tian!

　　 "How did this **** become holy?"

　　 Linglong Diji has an ugly face. The Flame Saint is the Supreme Elder of the Jiuyang Holy Land in Zhongzhou, and to a certain extent is actually under the jurisdiction of the Great Huangxian Dynasty.

　　 It’s just that the flame saint has nothing to do with no relatives and no reason, and his personality is paranoid and cruel, so he has always acted as he pleases, without the slightest tolerance of power.

　　 But Linglong Diji didn't expect that this guy would actually be hysterical, thinking about Ra Shen Xiao Shengzi and everyone.

　　 If this happened, even Nine Suns Holy Land would absolutely not be able to bear the consequences and would be knocked on the door by angry parties.

　　 I can only say that this guy is really crazy and selfish.

　　 Shen Tian's eyes are like electricity, staring straight at the Flame Saint: "You go back first, I will stop him."

　　 As soon as the voice fell, Shen Tian's body suddenly exploded with an extremely strong aura, and directly pushed everyone around him towards the distance.

　　 This force is huge to the extreme, even Zhang Yunxi and Linglong Diji, who broke through to the Nascent Soul Stage with Ten Rank Golden Core, have no resistance at all.

　　 For a time, only Shen Tian was left in front of the Flame Saint!

　　 Looking at the flame saint approaching, Shen Tian didn't show the slightest fear on his face.

　　 He just stared at the approaching flames indifferently, as if watching a cloud of floating clouds, completely unable to threaten him.

　　 "I heard that you are a rare tianjiao in the Holy Land of the Gods for thousands of years. If you can hold a person like you to be a great emperor, you are worth death."

　　 Flame Saint had a ferocious smile on his face. Although he was born in the Holy Land, he was born with a strong foundation and poor aptitude.

　　 Although he has gone through all kinds of dangers, fights, and barely survived two thunderstorms, he has reached his limit.

　　 Therefore, what the Flame Saint hates most is the kind of supreme arrogant favored by fate and the kind of child of luck.

　　 Unfortunately, Shen Tian has achieved the top level in both aspects.

　　 Even if this seat is about to die, he must be buried with him!

　　……

　　 The Flame Saint is getting closer and closer to Shen Tian.

　　 Shen Tian can even feel the hot flames roasting his skin and hair, and the power of this flame is not even weaker than Nanming Lihuo.

　　 If it were not condensed from the Golden Crow Emperor stele, it was not the origin of the strange fire in the world, and one portion would be less. The value of this flame origin alone would be immeasurable!

　　 "The disciples who want to move this seat, have you ever asked this seat?"

　　 At this moment, an indifferent voice rang from the sky and the earth, and a stalwart figure slowly appeared.

　　 He was enveloped in the dazzling thunder celestial light. At this moment, he calmly looked at the Flame Saint, his body trembling violently.

　　 seems to be venting strong anger!

　　 "Shen Xiao Sheng advocates Long Yuan, don't think that you will be afraid of you if you become a saint!"

　　 "On the day of sanctification, you have not been born yet!"

　　The flesh of the flame saint is being refined by the golden crow flame, which is a painful process.

He roared, and the whole person turned into a crimson 40,000-meter knife and swung across the sky, almost splitting the whole world into two ~www.NovelMTL.com~ In the broken space, you can see a blossoming flame lotus, poignant and gorgeous. .

　　 With this knife, the Flame Saint had already broken the jar, and the energy in his body was urged to the extreme, even a life-and-death blow.

　　 "Before entering the island, the parties have agreed that whoever finds the opportunity will go to him. Since you are so unreasonable, you still framed this disciple."

　　 The fairy light on Zhang Longyuan's body surface is rippling more and more violently: "That seat will end your pain ahead of schedule, and let you know that Xiuxian does not live longer than anyone else."

After 　　, a long sword shot out from the fairy light of the Holy Lord of God.

　　 Behind him, there was a vision of the Emperor Lei Zhang, with ten divine beasts guarding him, and a golden thunder filled half the sky.

　　 "Exit!"

　　The Holy Lord of the Heavenly Cloud looked at the Flame Saint indifferently, and the endless Hunyuan God Thunder surged toward the long sword like money-free, rendering the holy sword extremely bright.

　　锵~

　　 The golden streamer flashed in the void, and in an instant, the shuttle cut hundreds of thousands of feet away.

　　 The light of the 40,000-meter blazing blaze sword suddenly dimmed, and then separated from the blade sharply from left to right, and was directly cut in half by this sword light.

　　……

　　嗖~

　　 Thunder and thunderbolt, crashing.

　　 A line of blood slowly appeared between the eyebrows of the Flame Saint, spreading down his nose, mouth, throat, and belly button.

　　 The saint corpse that was chopped in two fell powerlessly from the void, and red gold blood sputtered into the sky.

　　 "After today, if a saint oppresses this disciple, he must be killed!"

　　Shen Xiaosheng advocates Longyuan, slay the sage with one sword!

　　 Support the disciple!