: 444 dark red flame

"Hey..."
The ice-blue magic eyes quietly concealed, so that the cold air followed and disappeared, and began to gradually calm down.
"call…"
The party slowly spit out a breath, letting the tight body relax a little, and the murderousness that has been fluctuating around the body began to converge and returned to normal.
Looking up from the state of the killing ghost, he looked up and looked around.
I saw that the vast hall was the same as before, filled with solemn atmosphere.
The flames that have been destroyed by the apostles and Phosphors that have been killed by the party have disappeared.
Therefore, there are no bodies and bloodstains left in this hall.
If it is not because there are a lot of weapons on the ground, the carpets that are laid around are also burnt one by one because of the flame. Presumably, if someone comes here at this time, they will not think that they have just passed Is it a massacre that is comparable to a thousand horses?
However, the army is not the party of the massacre, but the party that was slaughtered is right.
Of course, Fang Li is far from being as easy as it used to be.
Because, the party is clear.
"The terracotta warriors here are nothing more than an insignificant part of the "masquerade".

Although it seems that the array is magnificent, it has just surrounded the army of the Fang, the phosphorus has occupied almost all the number, and the number of the apostles is not even one hundred.
Phosphorus is nothing more than a servant created by the apostles using the power of existence. Even if there is more loss, as long as there is sufficient power, it can be continuously manufactured.
So, as the party said, the recent battle is just a small part of the "masquerade".
"I am afraid that most of the members of the group are scattered all over the world. Even if the members of the base are mostly assigned to be on the alert, I can now cope with it. When the team really arrives, it will be a bit Hanging."
The party was not complacent because of the results of the massacre, and it was very calm analysis.
"Looking at this time, it is the right way to escape from the Star Lie Temple."
The idea of ​​a flail is less than three seconds.
From an objective reality point of view, Fang Li only slightly relaxed his body and spit out a breath that suppressed his chest. Even after the analysis was completed, he began to act.
As a result, Fang Li raised his pace and prepared to leave in the direction of the gate that had just been blocked by the army.
In this moment, the vision is raised.
"Hey..."
Such a slight sound that suddenly disappeared with the wind suddenly appeared.
"!"
The party that was about to leave in the direction of the gate only felt that the air around it had changed, and the heart began to jump.
A sense of crisis has risen from the bottom of the square.
Moreover, it is still fatal.
The party did not have time to respond to it.
The next second, the world is discolored.
"Boom!"
With the sound of a roar, the ground in the entire hall exploded.
A violent dark red flame turned into a raging anger, and there were countless sharp swords inside. It broke through the ground and evaporated the air. Like a volcano erupting from the depths of the earth, it smashed the rock and rushed into it. In the square space.
The scale of the raging dark red flame is so large that it is hard to imagine.
It was just a short moment, and the entire hall, which is comparable in size to the football field, was washed away.
The stone pillars turned into rubble in the raging flames.
The ceiling shattered under the impact of the sword.
The dark red flame, mixed with countless swords, slammed into the air, completely ignoring the horror power of the volcanic eruption, and smashed the entire hall into pieces.
In an instant, it turned into a ruin.
That is the anger that does not allow any life to exist.
That is a disaster that does not allow everything to be in good condition.
Even if it is a city, under such a terrible force, I am afraid that it will instantly become a ruin, leaving only the remains of a place.
This kind of power will unrelentingly turn all the surrounding areas into hell, let the sharp swords smash in all directions, the violent dark red flame sweeping the earth, and completely destroy all the surrounding.
And such a natural disaster, I do not know how long it has been maintained.
When the horrible flame like a volcanic eruption converges, the terrible impact is also when it stops. It seems that the hall of the emperor has disappeared without a trace, and there is no trace of the ground and the ceiling.
Only one piece of ruins is located here, and it is continuously calcined by the dark red flame, turning into a sea of ​​fire.
"啪...啪啪..."
A little bit of gravel fell from the sky directly to the sky, no longer blocked, and struck on the ground, igniting a crisp sound.
The dark red flame covered every corner around, so that the entire ruins were burning, and the atmosphere of smoke was constantly filled.
In one of the corners of such a ruin, a hand suddenly came out of a pile of gravel and rubbed against the ground, slowly propping up the body.
Who else can be besides Fang Li?
"Well…"
Some bitter voices squeezed out of the mouth of the square.
"Hey..."
A large amount of blood was infiltrated from it, dripping down, and gradually formed a small blood pool.
A closer look, the whole body of the square suffered a knife wound, covered with dense wounds.
Although not to the extent of serious injuries, it is said to be terrible.
However, this situation has caused the party to breathe a sigh of relief.
"Fortunately, in the last minute, the star power in the body was raised in time, and the defensive power was raised to the limit."
Adding to the lightness of the upper body has the effect of reducing half of the damage, and the party can survive under the disaster of just horror but no warning, only to this extent.
If this is not the case, I am afraid that it has already become a pile of in the square.
"And those who have such power, there is only one in my memory."
The Fang raised his head hard and looked forward.
There, a black shadow appeared silently in the dark red flame, holding two sharp swords and slowly coming over.
"Can I survive under the wrath of my fire?"
A very low voice is coming from the other side.
"The first time I saw my attack, I was able to do this level of people. You are the first, human."
The voice is falling.
"Hey!"
The shadow suddenly rushed out, and at an extremely amazing speed, he reached the front of the square and released a powerful spur to the throat of the square.
"Hey!"
The golden iron-like crossfire sounded.
The spurs of the remnant moon-like daggers were blocked.
Looking at the sudden assassin in front of him, the party whispered.
""Bad blade"..."