Chapter 1231: But that's it!

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Chapter 1231 But That's It!
"Bang!" A short, rapid string sounded suddenly.
"laugh--"
Immediately afterwards, there was the sharp sound of the arrows breaking through the air. A splendid red mang had almost just disengaged from the bowstring, and it had appeared above the red space in front. Around the arrow body, a fiery red storm rolled up instantly, looking far away, as if a dragon was roaring forward.
"Huh! Huh--"
But at this moment, a dense and subtle burst of air suddenly sounded.
On the ground in front of the hall, the blood-red breath condensed rose at an astonishing speed, like an octopus tentacle, entangled wildly towards that arrow, however, these blood-red breaths have not touched the arrows yet. , It was smashed by the fiery storm that came.
However, with the speed of the arrow shuttle, the blood-red breath below continued to reach the sky, and continued to haunt the arrow.
Although the arrow speed could not be retarded, the fiery storm engulfed by the arrows quickly weakened.
After an instant, the arrows were less than two meters away from the door of the palace, and increasingly dense blood-red breath breeded wildly from the wall of the palace, quickly condensing into a large blood-red net, completely sealing the door.
"boom!"
In the sparkle of fire, the flaming arrows have fallen on the blood web, and then burst out. The force of terror suddenly burst out like a volcanic eruption. It seemed to be able to completely destroy all the obstacles around it. The fiery enthusiasm was more like Can burn everything in the world to ashes.
In the harsh sound, the blood web began to melt almost at the speed of the naked eye.
But at the same time, more dense blood-red breath whistled out from the temple wall, and the fiery red energy bursting out to the arrow overwhelmed the past. In less than a breath, Tang Huan's offensive was eliminated.
"laugh--"
However, after the flick of the finger, the second fiery red arrow smashed the entanglement of countless blood red breaths, screaming, and then the third arrow and the fourth arrow ...
"Jiuxing Lianzhu!"
Just a short moment of effort, the nine arrows seemed like a continuous ball, and then shot away.
Outside the hall door, the deafening roaring sounds one after another, the whole hall was trembling violently, it seemed to be completely collapsed soon. The immensely dense blood-red atmosphere is like a pliable silk thread, covering the sky, which has filled the space in front of the temple for a dozen meters.
But even so, it is difficult to withstand the growing power of the fiery arrows.
As soon as the sixth arrow, the blockage of the empty red blood thread was completely torn, and the seventh, eighth, and ninth arrows almost joined each other and drove in.
"Be careful!"
Within the palace, a loud voice exclaimed.
Within the sight of Tang Huan, dozens of virtualized strong men gathered at the entrance of the hall spread out, and silk threads formed by countless blood-red breath emerged from the ground inside the hall, interwoven into a semicircular giant net, and arrows Ya covered.
Immediately, the violent clanging sounded, and the power of the three arrows burst out like a giant wave, one wave stronger than the other.
The blood red giant net passed the seventh arrow, but after the eighth arrow burst, it began to tremble violently, but when the ninth arrow showed the most powerful power, it was completely broken, violent and hot The energy was rolling in the direction of the mountains, and rumblingly rolled around.
In a moment, within the palace, there seemed to be a fierce storm out of thin air.
While Ji Haisheng and others were going backwards and forwards, they tried their best to fight against the real element, so that they were not damaged under the attack of the violent storm. However, the power revealed by that arrow just trembled everyone's heart On the other hand, a horrible color appeared quietly.
"Idol of ancestors, but that's it!"
Outside the hall, at the edge of the blood-red vacant lot, Tang Huan couldn't help laughing.
Tang Huan had no expectations for the "Nine-Star Lianzhu" arrow technique just performed. The nine arrows had only one role, which was to explore the truth and reality of the "Idol of the Ancestral God". Huan rest assured that the strength of the "Idol of the Ancestral God" is not as powerful as he had expected.
This made Tang Huan slightly suspicious, but immediately Tang Huan was relieved.
Judging from the information he learned in the memory of Ji Haitian and others, the spirit of the "Idol of the Ancestral God" seems to be the projection of the descendants of the heavenly ancestors descending from heaven.
It is said that the soul sacrificed by the saint celestial sacrifice was not absorbed by the spirit of the deity itself, but was sent to heaven by some means. It is precisely because of this that, although the spirit of the deities has existed for countless years, it is not as powerful as it is.
In Tang Huan's judgment, the strength of this "Idol of the Ancestral God" has not reached the level of the tiger, and it is at least slightly stronger than Duan Wuya and Nie Yuntong.
Such strength is indeed second to none in the Tianzu.
It is no wonder that Ji Haisheng and others, after knowing that the "Shifang Xuantian Array" could not protect them, regarded the "Idol of the Ancestral God" as the last reliance. This "Idol of the Ancestral God" is indeed an existence that is enough to make generalized virtual monks, even the powerful nine-turned-to-maximum powerhouse look up.
Unfortunately, Tang Huan is not included in this.
"You are guarding outside, none of you can escape!" With a low sigh in his mouth, Tang Huan stepped into the red space in front of him.
"call--"
At the next moment, there were hundreds of blood-red breaths condensing into a filament, whistling from the ground, spreading rapidly along Tang Huan's feet. Only in the blink of an eye, Tang Huan's lower body was tightly entangled with dense red silk threads, and continued to extend upward.
But when the fiery flame exploded from Tang Huan's body, those blood red silk threads began to retreat to the ground at a faster speed like the river at low tide. Even in the blink of an eye, Tang Huan's body could not see a trace of blood red again.
Secretly, Tang Huan seemed to capture a scream from within the hall ahead.
Glancing forward, Tang Huan sneered at the corners of his lips. Immediately, the flames on Tang Huan's body surface spread out from his feet, and then spread madly toward the surroundings.
Immediately afterwards, a weird picture emerged. Wherever the flames reached, the blood-red color of the ground was rapidly retreating. Only a few moments later, the bright red flames had covered an area of ​​several ten meters, and within this range, the flames were raging and ardent.
As Tang Huan continued to move forward, the flames inflated sharply, constantly occupying more and more space.
In the year of the inheritance hall of Jiucai City, "Tai Chi Linghuo" incorporated countless real firepower. Today's "Tai Chi Linghuo" has been greatly improved compared with the past. When the hotness in the Linghuo is urged to the extreme, even if it is power, it seems to be able to burn and melt.