Umbrella Travel to the Heavens

People from the Soul Clan and the Ancient Clan entered the giant gate one after another, and their figures disappeared. They seemed to have shaken off the endless Huo Nu army behind them, but they all knew that this was actually just the beginning.

In the vast hall, on the thousands of feet square of the hall, densely packed figures of flames stood upright, like a well-disciplined army, without making a sound, the extremely terrifying momentum gathered together, spreading unscrupulously, oppressing and Come.

Looking at the battle here, Gu Qingyang couldn't help frowning slightly. So far, this is the third hall, and each hall has a Huo Nu army of this size, but the more you go in, each fire The strength of the slave is getting stronger and stronger.

In this hall, everyone's aura is no weaker than that of Dou Zun. A Dou Zun is not worth mentioning in their eyes and can be removed with a wave of his hand. When it's perfect, it's a bit tricky.

Everyone in the hall is adjusting their breath and resting, and there is a trace of solemnity between their brows, but Li Xiu doesn't seem to be worried at all. The previous people have seen Li Xiu's terrifying strength, so no one thinks he is at this moment. It's pretending to be strong.

"A high-level fighting saint from the mainland, where did this come from?"

Hun Fang was a little puzzled. Originally, they could say that they were fully prepared, and the Jinglian Demon Fire would fall into their hands in all likelihood, and then they would bring them back to the clan and dedicate it to that lord, but now a high-ranking fighter suddenly appeared. Sheng, this matter has caused a lot of variables, and they don't have full confidence now.

Hun Miesheng already had some guesses in his mind, and said in a low voice.

"People in the mainland are not like us who have the blood of Emperor Dou, and the road to cultivation is smooth. It is rare for a mainland fighter to have one in a thousand years, not to mention that there will never be two high-level fighters in a short period of time, and they are all the same. The origin is mysterious..."

"The master of the palace said that after the destruction of the alchemy tower, he forced the ancient Bodhi tree to abandon his body and flee in embarrassment."

Hun Feng said thoughtfully, Hun Miesheng nodded.

"It should be that one."

The name Black Flame was specially created by the people in the mainland for this Dou Sheng who had a mysterious origin and suddenly appeared on the mainland.

After a little adjustment, it was still the Soul Clan who fought first, knocking down a large group of fire slaves with powerful fighting skills, and the battle was ignited. The Gu Clan and others followed behind and also attacked together.

Everyone worked together to kill all Huo Nu, reaching the end of the hall and stepping into the next stone gate.

Seeing the same main hall behind the door, and the Huo Nu army with a stronger atmosphere, Gu Qingyang frowned slightly, feeling a little impatient.

"Elder Gu, what a shame to go on like this."

Four halls are nothing, but I just don't know how many such halls there are. If we go on like this, sooner or later, the battle energy in the body will be exhausted.

The energy of heaven and earth here is mixed with the fire poison of the pure lotus demon fire, and it is very difficult to absorb it. If it continues to make ends meet, even Dou Sheng will be caught blind.

Gu Nanhai looked at the Huo Nu army in front of him, shook his head, and sighed helplessly.

"There is no way to do this. Although this space is left by the demon saint, after thousands of years of management by the Jinglian demon fire, it has already been used by it and has become its territory. We can only be so passive, unless... ..."

Gu Nanhai looked at Li Xiu, saw the calm expression on his face, shook his head, and stopped talking.

Others are strangers to you, and it is really unrealistic to expect others to spend their energy to get through the way.

They are miserable to the ever-emerging Huo Nu army, but to them, I am afraid that it is not just a walk in leisure time.

After some fighting, there was another big hall, and the next time was quite boring to break through. In every giant hall, there was exactly the same Huo Nu army. The only difference was that Huo Nu's strength was getting stronger and stronger. Strong, they are no longer so relaxed, and even a few fighting saints fell or were injured in the process.

"boom!"

The huge palace door was blasted open by the cold-faced Hun Miesheng. He no longer had the patience to push the door. Being so controlled by the Jinglian demon fire, so passive, really made him a little unacceptable.

Unexpectedly, this time, the expected Huo Nu army did not appear. In the center of the huge hall, there was only a somewhat thin figure. There was no flame around his body, but his aura was unprecedentedly ferocious.

Gu Nanhai locked his eyes tightly, and the figure in the center of the giant hall had an ugly expression on his face.

"Four Star Fighting Saint!"

Although he is also a four-star fighter, this thin figure seems to be much stronger than him, which actually gives him an extremely dangerous feeling.

The expression on Hun Miesheng's face was better than that of Gu Nanhai, but it was also more dignified.

"Four-star fighting saint? It seems that it should not be far from the Jinglian demon fire."

"Gu Nanhai, let's do this together. I'm really tired of waiting."

Gu Nanhai nodded, and did not refuse. If he was alone, it would be difficult to deal with Huo Nu, who had the strength of a four-star Dou Sheng.

The two rushed forward, and at the same time, the closed eyes of the figure slowly opened. The pair of dark pupils were indifferent, but they were not dead and dull. It seemed that they still retained their intelligence. Compared with ordinary Huo slaves, they have greater autonomy.

In the quiet hall, the ground suddenly trembled heavily, a thin figure jumped up high, raised one hand, and lightly grasped it, a blood-red giant ax that was several feet long and looked extremely ferocious appeared in his hand .

Although his thin figure looked a little funny against the backdrop of the blood-red giant axe, the ferocious aura emanating from the thin figure made no one laugh.

Looking at the bloody giant axe, Gu Nanhai frowned slightly, as if thinking of something.

"This seems to be Xiao Chen, the blood ax cousin of Xiao Xuan from the Xiao Clan, who disappeared strangely back then. I didn't expect that he entered the Demon Saint Sky Realm and was refined into a Fire Slave by the Jinglian Demon Fire."

After the blood-colored giant ax appeared, the thin figure charged fiercely with the giant ax in hand.

The six eyes intertwined, the strong wind suddenly blew, and the three figures slammed into each other in the most outrageous posture. In an instant, the hall trembled violently.

"Clang clang clang!"

On the vast hall, three figures flashed at a dizzying speed, and then, the extremely hard floor tiles of the hall were cracked everywhere, and deep scars were densely covered.

In the giant hall, Xiao Chen, who was holding a huge blood axe, was crushed and beaten by Hun Miesheng and Gu Nanhai together. There were more and more hideous wounds on his thin body, and the scene was miserable.

Just when Xiao Chen was about to be dealt with, a sudden change occurred, and Hun Mie Sheng's extremely powerful fighting skill suddenly turned around and hit Gu Nanhai...