The Earth Conquers All Worlds

Although he escaped one step ahead of time, the huge mouth of the Flaming Lion seemed to be some kind of unpredictable supernatural power, and almost immediately a layer of flame barrier was formed in a radius of dozens of miles when the mouth opened. .

The flame barrier is getting thicker, and the huge flame barrier space is rapidly shrinking.

Zhao Shi's scalp was numb and his spine was trembling. He was absolutely sure that if he fell into this barrier of flame supernatural powers, he would definitely end up dead.

"exist?"

He looked again at the golden flame above his head that had become much dimmer.

"Yes, but not for the second time."

Huang Huo's feeble voice appeared in Zhao Shi's ear, and a layer of golden flame appeared on his blade.

The speed of the bloody long sword burning with golden flames exploded, stabbing at the observed weak spot of the flame barrier, the golden flame annihilated and disappeared, and dissolved half of the barrier.

The red light of the blood was bright, piercing through the remaining half of the flame barrier, and narrowly escaped when the golden-red flame barrier was about to close.

boom!

The huge flame barrier shrunk to the size of a fist, and then exploded. Zhao Shi, who was frantically running for his life, was able to detect several black net-like lines appearing in the center of the explosion, which flashed past.

There is a crack in the space!

A gust of cold air rushed straight to his head. This was the first time Zhao Shi saw the space being broken in this world.

Although the monks in the Nascent Soul stage have begun to set foot in the space, they are not able to break the space anytime and anywhere. If they want to break the space even a little bit, at least the peak monks in the Nascent Soul stage need to work hard to do it.

From the golden flames whose light was as dim as a match head came Huang Huo's desperate crying voice: "Zhao Shi, we are finished.

Although this guy's head is a bit broken, but his strength is too strong, we can't stop it at all if this continues! "

Zhao Shi's blood was burning, and he fled crazily. The sword light turned into filaments, flashing and disappearing: "Don't worry about it, just run for your life with me."

The escaping red sword light only took two breaths, the space fluctuated, and a flaming giant claw fell silently from the sky, covering the sky and blocking the sun, holding Zhao Shi's head.

"kill!"

Trapped in the cage, Zhao Shi roared furiously, with blood and flesh all over his body, and all the flesh and bones of some Blood Sea Camp players burned, turning into a crimson blood sword with endless killing intent, slashing towards the sky to suppress the flame giant claws .

Zizi~

The crimson blood sword that flowed like running water struck the giant flame claw, tearing open the gap of the giant flame claw little by little. It was extremely difficult, and it took a long time to tear half of it open.

The giant flame claws slapped Zhao Shi's red sword light on the ground like a mosquito, smashing the ground into a huge claw-shaped deep pit. The gray pit walls are smooth and hundreds of feet deep, like a cliff abyss.

Shooting the bottom does not mean stopping, the golden red fire is bright, and the billowing golden red flame flows out, enveloping the red sword light inside, trying to burn it into molten iron and burn it to ashes.

In the torrent of flames, the red aura on the surface of the bloody long sword was burned instantly, and the billowing flames directly touched the metal sword body, burning it bright red, and the intricate and dense array patterns emerged.

After only holding on for half a breath, the side of the sword, which was stronger than the thousand-year-old iron, became soft little by little, and the sword body was bent, and even drops of blood-like blood spots were forced out on the sword body, covering the entire body of the sword. The red-gold flame burned to ashes.

"It's hot!"

"Help, I'm going to be burned to death!"

Within one breath, the Blood Lotus Sword faintly showed a tendency to collapse, and the many sword threads inside it collapsed. Six hundred and eighty-eight players formed a large formation to withstand the limit force beyond the formation itself, and had to transmit the pressure to the At the end nodes of the formation, players are turned into ashes and die all the time.

In just one breath, nearly a hundred Condensed Realm players and Condensed Reality II puppets were turned into ashes and died completely.

"It's over, Zhao Shi. How about we go to my expedition world and come back when we get stronger?"

The voice of the extremely dim golden flame was desperate, but also filled with excitement and expectation.

Zhao Shi ignored him, his heart was still as calm as a lake, silently waiting for something.

The giant flame claws that suppressed the world in the sky suddenly stopped, and there was an inexplicable shaking. The endless golden red flames like the sea were cut off, exposing the blood lotus sword to the air again.

"Uh, what the hell is this?"

The blood lotus sword reacted extremely quickly, burning mana at the moment of chaos, turning into a bloody light that pierced through the gap between the giant flame claws, and quickly flew back to the sky through the claw-shaped deep ravine.

The giant flame claws were raised, and the golden-red flames flooded in again, but their movements were staggered and their reaction speed was slow, so they were easily dodged by the blood lotus sword.

The blood lotus sword came to the sky, but did not escape immediately, and the divine consciousness swept across the huge flame holy lion.

"...Ancestor...I..."

"……flame……"

The body of the flame holy lion became staggered, and in Zhao Shi's vision of the soul, an incomparably broken soul of the flame holy lion could be vaguely seen.

And the distorted figure wearing the emperor's crown entangled in its soul, like a wriggling maggot on a corpse.

"It stinks!"

The dim golden flames on Zhao Shitouding retreated again and again, and for the first time since turning into flames, they gave up Zhao Shitouding's geomantic treasure.

The moment the phantom above the head of the flame holy lion appeared, a stench that only the soul could perceive came over the surface and penetrated deep into the soul, as if being thrown into a cesspit, it was extremely disgusting.

"The royal family of the Flaming Sacred Lion is so courageous. It used the sacrifices of the emperors of the past to save such a hole card."

Zhao Shi turned a blind eye to the stench coming from his soul perception, and said with admiration.

This flaming holy lion had clearly died long ago, and there was still a sliver of incomplete soul left, but it somehow reached an agreement with the royal family of the flaming holy lion, so that the souls of successive emperors would be put into its body.

Using their souls as threads to patch up and fill up one's own soul bit by bit, the final result is such an effect.

However, the most important thing for the soul is to be pure and unique, and a little impurity can cause a catastrophic chain reaction.

Now the thing born by mixing so many other people's souls is no longer the original flame holy lion, but some kind of soul zombie.

The original peak creature of the Nascent Soul stage had died long ago.

This foul-smelling Soul Zombie only works by chance, and if it runs for too long, there will be huge chaos inside, leading to huge internal conflicts.

The strength of the soul fragments of the Nascent Soul is different from the strength of the souls of the emperors of all dynasties. Now a small number of maggot-like souls of the emperors have dimmed and are unable to support the whole.

The internal conflict of the soul was manifested by the slow reaction of the flame holy lion, which allowed Zhao Shi to escape.