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Above the starry sky, the warrior of the Palace of the Palace is blocking the way, with a powerful aura, far away from the previous Parade of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace, the yin energy blocks the sky and the sun.

Seeing the visitor, Ning Chen's expression darkened, his eyes were hard to hide his murderous intent. He was also from the Nether Palace, so he was really a person who was in the underworld.

"Follow me to go back to the palace of the underworld, otherwise you will die." Mingjiang spoke, his voice coldly.

Ning Chen waved his right hand, and a blood-colored magic weapon appeared in the dazzling flames. He grabbed the sword and killed him in an instant.

Without saying a word, the sword is dead, the extreme sword is full of murderous intent.

Ming was about to retreat and avoid the sword light, but the sword light was like a silk tarsal bone and it was difficult to get rid of it.

"It's good to do it, no wonder the thirteen envoys in my palace died at your hands."

Ming Jiang said coldly, and the chains around him were scattered, blocking the sword light that was approaching him.

"Next, it's your turn"

Ning Chen responded in a deep voice, and the Star Soul Sword in his hand went to extremes, and the storm-like offensive was only attacking but not defending.

After a series of battles, although the sword in Zhiming's hand was still fierce, his moves were obviously not as good as before.

Just leave the divine realm and it is difficult to enter again in a short time. The blood-red long restores to black, and dances in the sword light.

The dark general blocked his move, and the light flashed in his eyes, as if something was wrong, and the phoenix in front of him was in an unusual condition.

After fighting dozens of moves, General Ming looked more confused. Why did Phoenix look more anxious than her?

"Frost Cold Jiuzhou"

The doubts were hard to resolve. Zhuqueming brought Chen Yuan's energy into his body, and the yin energy in his body surged out. Above the starry sky, black snowflakes drifted, and the snowflakes fell, and the heaven and earth quickly condensed.

The sword force was controlled and he was slowing down for several points. Seeing this, Zhuqueming was about to slap his hand and slapped the former.

With a thunderous sound, the sword palm collided, and the red clothes retreated more than ten feet, took advantage of the momentum and stepped on it, without any hesitation, and jumped away.

"I see"

A glimmer flashed through Zhuqueming's eyes. The phoenix is ​​now at the end of its strength.

"It's a pity that you can't leave"

Zhuqueming stepped on his foot and caught up quickly. If the Phoenix in its heyday might still bring her some trouble, now it is just a dying struggle.

In the starry sky, figures passing by one after another were extremely fast, like two meteors, passing in a blink of an eye.

In front, the phoenix spread its wings and transformed the few remaining phoenixes, heading towards the north.

Thousands of feet behind, Zhuqueming was following closely, and gray-black mist swayed around him, covering his body.

Above the starry sky, the two of them passed by big stars, never stopping for a moment, and the speed was getting faster and faster, so fast that they could not even see the afterimage.

After walking for a while, I passed by countless death stars. On a primitive star burning the sky with earth fire, the phoenix fell from the sky and sank directly into the flames.

Seeing this, Zhuqueming stopped and looked at the primitive world with waves of fire, his brows frowned slightly.

In the earth fire, Ning Chen bathed in the flames, looking at the Western King's hairpin whose light had dimmed, his eyes narrowed. Since the Western Immortal Realm seized this object, he finally waited until it recovered part of its power, but he did not expect that this precious opportunity would be wasted so quickly.

He waved his hand and put away the Western King's hairpin. Ning Chen looked at the people coming from the Nether Palace in the sky, and a light flashed in his eyes. It seemed that there were also people like heavenly calculators in the Nether Palace, otherwise it would be impossible for him to find his whereabouts so soon.

It was really a wave that had not yet been settled. The matter of Lord Mo had not been resolved yet, and the troubles of the Palace of the Underworld came up again.

But if you have too much trouble, you won’t suppress yourself, and you won’t be able to do this.

In the earth fire, the flames entered the body, regaining the power consumed by Zhiming's previous battle. The time and place were good. This time, he finally stood on the side of the Phoenix.

In the sky, Zhuqueming will release his spiritual sense and look for the former figure.

"Finished"

Soon, Zhuqueming jumped the cold light in his eyes. With a grasp of his hand, the yin energy gathered, and a dark spear appeared, and then threw it directly into the earth fire.

With a loud bang, the fire waves soared into the sky, and the gushing earth fire rushed to a hundred feet high, and then turned into a rain of fire.

The next moment, Zhuqueming flashed his figure and came down. When he watched the figure appearing in the fire rain, his steps could not help but pause.

"Sorry, I've been waiting for you for a long time"

In the falling rain of fire, red clothes walked out, looked at the person in front of him, and spoke.

"Don't you run away?"

Zhuqueming suppressed the uneasiness that arose inexplicably in his heart and said lightly.

"Sorry, I'm just rude."

Ning Chen responded calmly, and with a glimmer of his right hand, the star soul flew into his hands in the flames below, and the fire waves surged one after another, with amazing aura.

"Then prepare to die"

After speaking, Zhuque Ming flashed past, and the Nether Spear in his hand reappeared, straight to the heart of the former.

With a bang, the sword edge shook the Nether Spear, and the fire waves and Yin Qi scattered, consumed rapidly.

Two completely different auras are constantly consumed during the confrontation between the two, the yin and yang, the evil and the righteous, and the peak encounter.

The situation of the battle again is completely different, and a star soul cannot be opened.

"The phoenix is ​​reborn in the fire, and it seems that the rumors are true"

Feeling the power of the former's continuous recovery, Zhuqueming waved his spear and started the battle, and said with a strange look on his face.

"It's not too late to know now."

Ning Chen stepped forward and rushed forward. The sword led thousands of waves of fire and slashed past.

The sword breaks through the sky, and the increasingly heavy sword is as powerful as the earth-shaking force. The phoenix reborn in the fire is becoming more and more prosperous. The momentum of burning the sky and boiling the sea forms a terrifying fear of destroying the world. The entire world is filled with flames, without any gaps.

The big stars, which are still in the primitive stage, are filled with earth fires gushing everywhere, becoming the most suitable for phoenix battles, with endless fire waves obscuring the world.

Zhuqueming condensed his expression, stepped forward, avoiding the sword blades that were coming, and then threw out the ghost spear in his hand and rushed towards the former.

"Sword style, breaking the air"

Ning Chen stepped on his steps, his sword slashed, his flames surging, breaking the void thousands of feet away, and devouring the Nether Spear.

"Nine Suns Burning the Sky"

With one move, the Nine Yangs on the Star Soul Sword soared into the sky, shining brightly in the sky, constantly absorbing fire element in the sea of ​​burning sky, and its power became more and more amazing.

Seeing this, the fog was surging around the body, and iron chains spread out, with endless chills rushing towards the sky.

A moment later, the Nine Suns Heaven fell and hit the iron chain like a net of heaven and earth, and a terrifying heat wave swept through.

The aftermath fell, the ground rolled and shook, Zhuqueming flashed his figure, and instantly turned his palms toward the throat of the former, and his slender and white hands were biting.

With a clang, Bai Hong appeared and blocked the former, the sword twisted and wrapped around his arm.

"Blue Dragon Falling"

The moment the sword edge trapped the Vermilion Bird and the Nether General, the two of them roared in the sky. The blue dragon figure that coiled up with their figures rushed straight to the nine heavens and fell straight down the sky.

The fire waves burst into pieces, and the two of them collapsed heavily in the mountains and fell directly into the magma underground.

Under the earth, the amazing temperature suddenly burned the mist around the body.

A wisp of vermilion red splashed and was quickly burned by the high temperature. The Vermilion Bird Palace let out a muffled groan, and the disadvantages of the terrain finally showed future troubles.

The iron chain flew out and separated the battle. Zhuqueming stepped on his foot, trying to escape from the shackles of the flames and return to the sky, but saw the sword of Baihong like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, twisting into an incredible angle to block the way forward.

"In the realm of flames, the phoenix is ​​the master, you have no chance of winning."

Ning Chen stepped on his steps, his sword light surged in fire waves, and the shocking sword force rolled up thousands of waves, burying all the thousands of miles in the sea of ​​fire.

The battle situation that turned sharply was originally with absolute advantage, but now it was restrained everywhere. Zhuqueming was even more shocked, and the yin energy in his body was constantly burned by flames, becoming weaker and weaker.

"The 100 Yangs are coming to the east again"

The true scriptures of the Sun are re-escaped, and the beacons are connected to the sky, and hundreds of suns are closed to the sky, crisscrossing, leaving no way out.

Zhuque Ming looked at the hundreds of divine suns coiled in the sky, forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart. With a wave of his hand, the yin energy around his body continued to hover, turning into black dark birds, and heading straight into the sky.

The hundred yangs shake the Nether Bird, rumble and shake the world, and the hundred yang power added to the scorching world is endless. The way forward is blocked, and the Nether Bird cannot move forward.

With a thump, the Nether Bird scattered and was burned in the sea of ​​fire without leaving a trace.

The aftermath retaliated, and Zhuqueming let out a muffled groan and vomited Zhu Hong again.

The absolutely unfavorable terrain is filled with earth fire magma from all directions, and it is difficult to move forward. The more dangerous the battle situation makes Zhuque, one of the four great generals, feel more anxious.

Every time the Yin Qi that was lingering around her body consumed, Ming Yuan weakened a little, and Zhuque Ming once again soared into the sky, and at all costs he wanted to break out of this extremely unfavorable place for her.

However, the phoenix that was moving in the flames was not in a position to give in. The more sharp the sword was, the sword was a killer move, and the move was a life-threatening move.

The accumulated injuries are getting heavier and heavier. A pool of blood splashes, and the blood flames in the flames burn a red lotus, which is so beautiful that it makes people fascinate.

A sword penetrated his body, and blood gushed. Ning Chen let go of his hand holding the sword, and followed the movement and printed it on the former's chest, which was blood-red again.

"Well"

In the yin energy, Zhuqueming shook violently the breath of his body, showing signs of instability.

A slightly pale and extremely stunning face appeared in front of me. After a moment, the yin energy once again covered the face, making it difficult to distinguish.
To be continued...