Chapter 6886 Hong Tianjing's Tripod! (Seventh Update! Please Vote)

But at this moment, a crack appeared in the void, and a hand stretched out from it, dragging the golden lion into it, avoiding the destructive blow.

The waves in the void dissipated, leaving only faint water ripples, and the golden light was brilliant, flooding in another place.

On a mountaintop a hundred miles away from Tianzhu Mountain, a black-robed figure stepped out of the air, and a golden lion with a weak breath fell with it.

"You... who are you?"

The golden lion looked at Ye Chen twice, his expression was a little confused.

"You guys get out of the way first, these guys practice the supreme heavenly way, from the supreme world, with your martial arts power, I'm afraid you can't fight against them."

Leaving this sentence, Ye Chen floated up, turned into a stream of light, and instantly crossed a hundred miles of land, like stepping on the galaxy sky, his whereabouts were wonderful.

He comprehended some mysteries of the Prajna Bodhi Tree in the ancestral land of Beimang. It was unknown where the old master got this sacred tree from, but it was mixed with an ancient and distant aura, which was similar to the Buddhist scriptures in his body.

Both of them are Buddhist sacred objects, with the same roots and origins, and it is not surprising that they have some similarities.

With this Prajna Bodhi, his understanding of Buddhism has deepened, and his overall spiritual realm has improved a lot.

In a flash, many spectators did not know why, and saw a figure flashing back, and a whistling long sword carrying an endless momentum of the sky and the earth slashing, slashing at the warriors of the Black Feather Clan.

"Longyuan Sky Sword, bloody sky!"

The bloody light, dazzling, like the sunset hanging in the sky, rolling in, fearless, as if to take away the last dawn in this world.

This is a stunning sword that conforms to the laws of heaven and earth, and even surpasses the rules of the universe. In terms of combat power, it cannot match the furious style of the golden lion.

But it wins in sword intent, surging like a river, towering like a mountain, and one sword is enough to break the entire sky.

The bloody smell in the sky made countless people shocked and frightened.

The eagle-eyed warrior realized that this sword was different from the previous one, and he could no longer deal with it with the previous moves.

He gritted his teeth, and the black wings behind him suddenly spread out, soaring to a huge height of 100 meters, like wings hanging from the sky, stretching endlessly, competing with the blood-colored long river.

However, Ye Chen did not react much to this, until the blood-colored long river that had taken shape was upside down in the air, and he slashed the Dragon Abyss Heavenly Sword horizontally.

"Dragon Abyss Heavenly Sword, Sun Chihuang Slash!"

After his strength was strengthened again, Ye Chen's instantaneous control of the swordsmanship became even more exquisite.

This time, the sword force suddenly changed. The blood-red river that was like a giant dragon and winding tortuously exploded inch by inch, and the extremely dazzling golden sun light was released from it. It was a blazing sun.

There were countless stars and meteors in it, rotating around the world like the ebb and flow of the tide.

The rising sun witnessed the peak.

Countless people felt the crushing of this Shinto rule, and directly smashed the black feather wall that was arranged horizontally and occupied most of the sky, which seemed unbreakable and indestructible, into pieces.

The black light was shattered into countless pieces, and at the same time, the eagle-eyed warrior who faced the destiny of Shinto was also shattered. His body completely disintegrated, and even his soul was annihilated into dust. He didn't even have time to make a sound before he called for his life.

Even though his martial arts strength was strong and he was blessed by the power of the Supreme World, he was only the most inferior existence, and he didn't understand the ultimate of martial arts, the core of the sword, and the rules of heaven at all.

Ye Chen has the heart of the martial ancestor, the martial spirit of Lingxiao, and he has also seen Wuwu and mastered some opportunities of Chaogu. The suppression of the Supreme World has no effect on him.

The gap in realm can be filled, but the difference in the realm of spiritual power cannot be made up at all.

Since the Hawkeye Warrior used the power of the rules of the Supreme World to defeat the Golden Lion, Ye Chen will return the favor.

Few people in the world can resist his way of reincarnation.

As the saying goes, courtesy and reciprocity is an ancient term in Chinese civilization.

The Hawkeye Warrior turned into fragments. Seeing this, the two Black Feathers around him hid quickly, but they were still severely injured and their expressions became extremely depressed.

The black clouds dissipated, and Ye Chen could see clearly what the mountain behind him had become.

The mountain rises from the flat ground, stretching as far as the eye can see, straight into the sky, and the whole mountain becomes transparent and clear. From the outside, you can see the entire mountain of thousands of feet, with red magma flowing continuously, just like the hellish flames in the abyss of fire.

Seeing this, Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly.

This mountain, which is used as a container carrier, has been completely assimilated by the Nine Cauldrons Formation and has become an important channel connecting it to the lower world.

In the depths of the sky filled with dark clouds, a majestic building slowly emerged, which was in the shape of a cauldron.

In a short time, I am afraid that the real Nine Cauldrons will be completely successful. The cauldron furnace of Hong Tianjing was built on the ground, and it was naturally to open the channel between the Supreme World and the heavens and the worlds, so that the ancient emperor Yuhuang had the opportunity to come here.

On the top of the mountain, the core of the entire Nine Cauldrons Formation is Hong Tianjing.

He sat quietly, with no sadness or joy on his face.

But when he saw Ye Chen, he couldn't help but look a little irritable and angry.

There was no way, he had suffered at Ye Chen's hands, so he remembered it very clearly.

"Haha, I thought you weren't coming." Hong Tianjing said with a fake smile, looking at Ye Chen.

The golden sun flame bloomed behind Ye Chen, like the most holy god at this time.

"I'm here, so you can leave." Ye Chen said calmly.

Hong Tianjing seemed to have heard the best joke in the world.

After laughing twice, Hong Tianjing's voice stopped abruptly, and at the same time, the sound of the array pattern breaking rang in his ears.

Looking down, the flame suspended on the top of the mountain became restless, and the candlelight flickered, as if it would go out in the next moment.

Hong Tianjing's eyes froze slightly.

This phenomenon of the Nine Cauldrons Array means that the guy's luck has become stronger.

The Lord of Samsara, who carries the absolute luck of heaven and earth, is indeed worthy of his reputation.

But so what? Hong Tianjing's eyes were gloomy, and a cruel smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"Lord of Samsara, I let you run away at the bottom of the sea last time, but it won't be so easy for you to escape today!"

As soon as Hong Tianjing finished speaking, the mountain under his seat suddenly rumbled continuously, and countless magma divine fires turned into stripes, and the murderous aura soared to the sky.

"Nine Cauldrons Formation, Hong Ding Formation."

Hong Tianjing obtained the power bestowed by the Ancient Emperor Yuhuang, buried it in this formation, and forged it into the Supreme Divine Way that merged with the Great Dao of Flame.

The raging molten magma, burning not only the heaven and earth, but also the endless universe.

This is one of the nine cauldrons.

It is also his cauldron, Hong Tianjing!

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