Umbrella Travel to the Heavens

Jinglian Yaohuo raised the halberd in the hand, and several columns of magma fire burst out of the magma sea, attacking Hun Miesheng and the others.

Hun Miesheng's eyes flickered slightly, and the overwhelming black energy surged out of his body, like billowing black clouds colliding with the magma fire column, and he barely resisted it in the end.

But the rest of the people who had expended a lot of strength in the battle with the Jinglian demon fire and were seriously injured were submerged in the magma ruthlessly, and most of them were directly reduced to ashes.

With a successful move, a sneer appeared on Jinglian Yaohuo's handsome face, his body was suspended in the sky, and he grabbed the magma sea below with his right hand, only to see a giant magma hand that was thousands of feet long, breaking through the sea, With astonishing heat, in a blink of an eye, he appeared on the heads of Hun Miesheng and the others who were still alive, and slapped fiercely.

Hun Miesheng was knocked back thousands of feet, as for the rest of the people who had just survived, they didn't survive this time.

Seeing that he was the only one left, Hun Miesheng couldn't see any panic, and turned to look at the other people who were fighting with Huo Nu, and saw that there were only two or three big cats and kittens left, and they couldn't pose any threat.

Hun Miesheng retreated rapidly in the void and left the battlefield. Seeing this, Hun Fang also quickly punched away the fighting saint Huo Nu who was entangled with him, and stood beside Hun Miesheng.

The people who were still fighting with Dou Sheng Huo Nu couldn't help being furious seeing this.

"Hun Mie Sheng, why did you stop suddenly, what the hell are you doing in the Soul Palace!"

"Do you think you can live alone if we die? Jinglian Yaohuo will not let you go!"

"Ahhh!..."

Everyone roared with extreme resentment, but it attracted the attention of Jinglian Yaohuo, who was killed cleanly by him and the other holy fire slaves.

The rest of the people who did not take part in the battle due to lack of strength or unwillingness really couldn't see what they wanted to do.

When besieging Xiao Chen, Hun Mie Sheng Yin Shao attacked Gu Nanhai in order to cut off the enemy who was competing with him for the Jinglian Demon Fire. It is understandable, and the price was only Xiao Chen's axe.

But how can the situation at this time be compared with that at that time, how can Hun Miesheng still think about internal friction, and the powerful enemy is in front of him, and the price he is about to pay is his life.

At this moment, Hun Miesheng's breath burst out loudly, he leaped into the air, his palm slapped the void, and black ripples rippled out.

A huge black formation with a size of several thousand feet,

Appearing above the sky, the center of the large formation just locked onto the Jinglian demon fire below.

"Molao, please give me a helping hand to launch the Tianluo Demon Sealing Formation, subdue the Jinglian demon fire, and bring it back to the clan."

While supporting the formation, Hun Miesheng turned his head and shouted.

"Hun Mie Sheng, you have done a very good job this way, and I will definitely ask for credit for you."

Where Hun Mie Sheng looked, an old voice suddenly sounded from among the crowd.

An old man in gray clothes with only a half-holy aura smiled and walked out slowly. His face also changed a little as he took a step. A pair of long black eyebrows drooped down, looking very strange.

And the many half-saints who were originally standing with him were all startled, they really didn't expect such a person to be hidden beside him.

Hearing Hun Miesheng's tone of voice to this person, it can't be said that this person is much stronger than Hun Miesheng.

With a shake of the crutch in the hand of the soul demon old man, a tremblingly vast energy column burst out from his body, went straight up to the sky, and threw it into the Tianluo Demon Sealing Formation above the sky.

Supported by such majestic and terrifying energy, Hun Miesheng hurriedly changed his handprints, and at the center of the Tianluo Demon Sealing Formation, he suddenly shot out a beam of light full of mysterious runes, and the whole body was as black as ink, as fast as lightning and powerful. Vigorously and fiercely bombarded Jinglian Yaohuo.

"Tianluo practice fire, Jinglian demon fire, you must die!"

Above the sky, a look of fanaticism suddenly appeared on the face of the Hall Master of the Soul Palace, his eyes greedily looked at the Jinglian Demon Fire that was hit, and he shouted loudly.

With a flash of black ink light, it pierced through the sky and the earth, and even the magma sea below forcibly tore open a huge magma pit of hundreds of feet.

"ah!"

After Jinglian Yaohuo was hit by the black beam of light, the flames ignited on the surface of the body dimmed slightly, as if enduring extreme pain, a shrill scream broke out.

"Bang bang bang!"

The Jinglian demon fire, which was still incomparably majestic before, seemed to be unwilling, and its body suddenly swelled up, directly turning into a huge flame body with a mass of thousands of feet.

Suddenly, the temperature between the sky and the earth suddenly rose, and the magma sea below violently churned, and the magma columns continued to erupt, making loud noises, as if the end was coming.

Under the frantic struggle of the Jinglian demon fire, the black beam of light rippled and even faintly distorted.

"Want to wipe out my spiritual wisdom, what are you guys!"

In the big formation, the thousand-foot flame giant transformed by the Jinglian demon fire suddenly let out a violent roar, and the milky white flames all over his body burst out loudly, and the big formation trembled non-stop due to the impact.

Immediately, Hun Miesheng's face turned pale, and he spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

"Mo Lao!"

Hun Miesheng shouted anxiously again, the old man Hunmo no longer retained his power, and the beam of energy emitted from his body grew bigger visible to the naked eye.

Hun Miesheng wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth, a trace of ferocity suddenly appeared on his face, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and shot it into the formation.

"Chi Chi!"

The formation quickly stabilized, and the beam of light suddenly rose, and the radiance was so strong that it pressed down on the huge body of Jinglian Yaohuo, and it actually began to gradually shrink.

Although the latter continued to roar loudly, it was of no avail, and it still couldn't slow down the trend of shrinking in size.

"Tianluo Sealing Demon Formation, seal!"

Seeing this scene, Hun Mie Sheng was overjoyed, his handprints changed rapidly, and he opened his mouth and shouted sharply.

After the sound of drinking fell, the black ink beam of light that pierced the sky and the earth quickly retracted, and in just a short moment, it turned into a black column of about ten feet. Inside the column, a ball of milky white flame slowly rose and burned, quietly emitting a An extremely terrifying temperature.

"It's done? The Soul Palace is actually successful!"

Everyone was horrified. The Jinglian demon fire, which countless strong men have been helpless for thousands of years, was finally subdued, but how could it be a despicable and shameless soul hall.

At this time, looking at Hun Miesheng's internal friction just now, everyone suddenly realized that they were using the hands of the Jinglian Demon Fire to eliminate the people who might compete with them after they subdued the Jinglian Demon Fire.

The people who are still alive are just a group of semi-holy ones, and it would be good for the Soul Palace not to kill them. How dare they compete with the Soul Palace for the Pure Lotus Demon Fire.

"No, it seems that there is still one person who has the strength to compete with the Soul Palace."

Everyone turned their heads to look at Li Xiu, remembering the terrifying strength he showed before, he never made a move, could it be that he saw something...