Chapter 1245: Incineration

"Oh... good boy!"
In the eyes of the nine secluded monarchs, the violent anger is shot, and the madness of the devil is undoubted. The palms are suddenly open, and a splendid magical flame field appears in his mind, practicing hundreds of thousands of years, this old The monster knows what kind of power should be used to deal with what kind of power. Obviously, Lin Muyu’s proud sword is not able to withstand the general monk, so he did not hesitate to sacrifice a unique skill - burning and burning.
Burning the eternal silence is the same as the proud sword. It is also a very arrogant field of martial arts. A small magical flame ball in the starry field is constantly exploding, but the power is all suppressed in one point. Just wait for the zero point to reach Lin Muyu's strongest blow.
A group of war angels and nightmare fighters are watching, everyone's heartbeat seems to stop, what is the result of the fight between the two great peers?
"flood!"
Xuanyuanjian with the Haoran proud sword smashed into the field, the straight bang in the nine sorcerer's burning smoldering silence, suddenly the endless explosions come and go, nine secluded monarchs in the small space in front of the chest The explosion that occurred was like the scene of the silence of the stars. Although it was small but imposing, it made people feel a sense of oppression.
A blow failed to defeat the nine secluded monarchs, Lin Muyu did not drag the mud, the body shape fierce and then retreat tens of meters, both hands holding a long sword attached to the right shoulder, the blade screaming in the field of arrogance, like lightning Kill and go, second strike, proud swords and six strengths!
"Mother's!"
The Nine Monsters couldn’t help but pick up the mother, and the two palms were round and round, and the skill of burning the silence was raised to more than 80%. Even the bones of the whole body gave a crisp violent sound, and his body was almost unbearable. The powerful impact of the sword.
"boom!"
Second strike!
At the moment when the two forces collided together, the people could hardly hear any sound. The so-called big sounds were like this. The strong voice made everyone feel that they could not hear the sound. Lin Muyu was wrapped around the body. A thick layer of sphere in the field of swords, and the nine secluded monarchs have already caught fire.
"Oh wow..."
He screamed with a blood, but still desperately spurred the power of burning and dying, forcibly knocking Lin Muyu's second shot away. However, everyone with a clear eye knows that the second confrontation of the nine secluded monarchs The big loss, his mouth spurting blood, in contrast, Lin Muyu seems to have nothing to do, the handsome face is only calm and calm.
Standing on the sky, Lin Muyu proudly looked at the nine secluded monarchs, did not speak, the left index finger and the together, the understated volley is a finger, but this distinction is not simple, with awesome proud sword Seventy percent of the power, turned into a huge sword gas from the sky, directly slammed into the field of burning and burning in the nine secluded monarchs.
"Hey! Hey!"
This time, it wasn't just vomiting blood. The chest of the nine secluded monarchs was also pierced by a huge blood hole by the sword, and even the viscera could be seen faintly, and the injury could not be heavier.
"Oh ah..."
The great pain made this old monster horrible, struggling to retreat, and roared: "Dream, kill me, kill this person, kill me!"
Several nightmare pioneers who had been fighting with the baby and Xi Yan immediately rushed over.
Lin Muyu did not say much, tens of thousands of swords in the body whirl, with Yunxia turned into a rainbow of light through the past, suddenly the body of two dreams of the vanguard instantly turned into crushing, already dead.
When the sword gas surged and suddenly exploded, countless swords raged and suddenly, more than a dozen nightmare fighters were killed. At this time, Lin Muyu turned into a of war, and no one could resist his offense. Obviously, Even the old monster of the Nine Secrets has been defeated. What is the nightmare of the district?
"Mixed...Budget..."
The nine secluded monarchs flew away from the surface of Changming Mountain, and disappeared into the jungle. At this time, his full of anger, the original use of the Nightmare Corps may be able to destroy the entire Western gods and obtain the ultimate trust of Ziyan. However, despite this fiasco, a martial art was killed in the sky, but it was his own nightmare army.
......
In the air, the nightmare fighters follow the orders of the masters, and they are still attacking incessantly. However, Xi Yan, Daiwa, Li Fei and others have already had the blessing of the power of the Holy Spirit, and the strength has increased sharply, facing the nightmare fighters. It is not completely falling into the wind, especially Xi Yan, the blazing sword has repeatedly attacked, has killed more than a nightmare.
Of course, the most murderous is Lin Muyu, Jianqi Yukong, and the arrogant swordsmanship. He is arrogant, and the nightmare pioneers in the district are killed in the blink of an eye.
Ten of the nightmare pioneers, only one was killed by Xi Yan and Yan Wa, and the other nine were all buried under the arrogance of Lin Muyu. As for the nightmare fighters, they were only lingering and not far from death.
The battle time was very short. After less than ten minutes, the battle was over. One hundred nightmares were destroyed. Only the nine secluded monarchs escaped.
Overlooking the earth, Lingshan is full of swords and spirits, most of which are Lin Muyu's masterpieces, and some of them are caused by the attack of blazing angels and war angels. The bodies of nightmare pioneers and nightmare fighters are scattered in the jungle. Some war angels, the bodies of the old gods, and the summer gods Thunder that have been turned into fly ash.
Although it is a victory, but Xi Yan, Daiwa and other people can not see any smile on the face, no one knows that there are no more nightmare troops in the devil world, but the old gods are killing less and less.
"rustle……"
Xi Yan floated to the ground, kneeling beside a female war angel, gently picking up her body and said: "Retract the body of the companion and return to the Western gods..."
"Yes, Xi Yan adults!"
The people picked up the bodies of their companions one by one, and when they saw it, they killed more than ten war angels.
Lin Muyu frowned: "Xie Yan, sorrow..."
"I am fine."
Xi Yan shook his head and said: "A rain, thanks to your timely arrival, otherwise the Western gods are afraid that the whole army will be destroyed here today. The mean purple inflammation actually uses the illusion to lure us and set up along the way."
Lin Muyu said: "Let's go, I will you back to the West."
"Ok."
......
In the cemetery of the Western Gods, in the backyard of the Temple of Light, the hasty funeral was held in the afternoon.
Lin Muyu also participated in the funeral. After all, the Western gods are equivalent to his other family. Now the four major gods form an alliance against the devil world. Everyone is their own.
It rained in the sky, and only a few people had an umbrella.
The cemetery leads to the temple's promenade path is a little slippery, but Xi Yan still walks on foot, a fresh and elegant blazing white cloak, her beautiful figure and elegant face lined very beautiful, while walking, while Lin Muyu said to the side: "A Yu, you go to the eternal sword field and get a different power."
"Yes."
Lin Muyu said: "This power is called proud sword, very strong, but it is also difficult to master. Proud sword is a pure state of mind. Once it is uncontrollable, it will be controlled by arrogance and killing. It is equal to breaking into The magic is over."
"This way..."
Xi Yan smiled slightly: "I thought that your sword power can be taught to us in the West."
Lin Muyu is a bit embarrassed: "I didn't say it, I can't rumor it, just to be moderate. If Xi Yan's sister wants to learn, then I will give you the heart and mind, and it is no problem to cultivate Xi Yan's state of mind as a 70-80%."
"Really?"
"Really."
"it is good!"
Lin Muyu paused and said: "But Xi Yan sister must ensure that he cannot be rumored. Proud swords can create a martial art, and can also create a who kills God. Those who are not strong enough can never cultivate a proud sword."
"Well, I know, let's go, there are a lot of things waiting for us to deal with."
"Right, there is still something."
"what's up."
"I have some gifts to give to the Western gods. Before I leave, I listen to Xiao Yin saying that it is something you need urgently."
"What?" asked the baby.
"Bright original stone, 175 bright original stones."
"what?!"
Xi Yan and Daiwa were shocked together.
......
At night, in the Temple of Light, a group of war angels sacrificed for the war dead, and under the faint candlelight of the temple, Xi Yan held a simplified pen on the paper to write a name, which is what she must do. In the major families, 175 outstanding gods were selected, and then they were used to make them become old gods and war angels. This is the advantage of the Western gods and the only one.
Lin Muyu sat on the stone bed a few meters away from the front of Xiyan, sitting cross-legged, and his body was thunderous, it was the power of the holy force, and his spiritual thoughts had already flown to the clouds to find the Seven Emperors, Qin Yin, Tang Xiaoxuan. Waiting for the fall of the gods of the Eastern gods.
Spirituality flies in the space, but it seems that there is a big net in the air. Every time Lin Muyu wants to break through, he is always hit by a severe pain and returns.
Soon after, his forehead was already full of sweat, and even at this time it was impossible to contact the master of the Golden Summit.
"What is that?" he asked.
Xi Yantou did not lift, still wrote a name on the paper, but said: "The enchantment, the use of the power of the tower to destroy the super enchantment, is the enchantment that leads to the four major realms I can't communicate with each other. Why, even your repairs can't break through this enchantment?"
"Yes, but the cost will be very large and it may hurt my sense of sensation."
"That should still not be tried, your strength must be preserved, and no damage is allowed."
"Ok."
Lin Muyu said: "Xie Yan, I will go out tomorrow to find Xiao Yin's whereabouts. Liya and Chang Wei will be fostered by you. You will teach some of the martial arts of the Western gods in Liya and urge her to continue practicing."
"it is good."
Xi Yan smiled happily: "I really like this female disciple, don't worry, I will protect her."
"Thank you."