Chapter 753

The blood essence dripped into the ancient lamp of the burning God, and the wick in the ancient lamp suddenly became bright, and the flame soared to the sky for a time.

The fire swept the heaven and earth, as if the whole sky was boiling. The heaven and earth changed color, and everything felt the hot breath.

Bai Qingxue couldn't help nodding: "it's good. It's good to have your own blood to light this lamp. It's a good idea, but it's a pity that it's stupid."

Xuandi's face was ugly. When facing this white skirt woman, he was despised from beginning to end, which made her extremely angry.

Coupled with the pain of losing his son, Emperor Xuan has fallen into a madness, constantly dripping blood essence on the ancient lamp, making the flame more and more vigorous.

He wants to give full play to the power of the ancient flame god lamp, and give the strongest blow. Even if he can't kill the white skirt woman, he will also hit her hard.

As for the cost, Xuandi had already ignored these. Like Fang Lin, who was in a desperate situation before, he had to work hard.

The burning God ancient lamp became brighter and brighter, and the smell of terror gradually diffused out. In the wick, a figure was sitting faintly, which seemed to come from before the ancient years, but it was not very real. It seemed to be true and unreal, and it appeared from time to time.

Bai Qingxue narrowed her eyes slightly and saw the figure sitting on her knees in the Yan Shen ancient lamp, with a smile on her lips.

"Son, this lamp is good. Do you want it?" Bai Qingxue turned to Fang Lin and asked.

"Of course." Fang Lin hurriedly said.

Xuandi was in a bad mood. His face turned blue and white. The mother and son were too much. Lao Tzu was not dead yet. You had actually begun to discuss who wanted this burning God ancient lamp, and you didn't pay much attention to me, did you

Fang Lin looked at the burning God ancient lamp with hot eyes. For this treasure, Fang Lin naturally coveted it. After all, it was the treasure of the burning emperor. Even if it was only one of them, it also had great power.

The ancient Yanhuang was a very ancient figure. When Fang Lin existed in the previous life, Yanhuang had become famous for many years. Although he did not step into the realm of Wu Zun, he definitely belonged to the top strong.

"I want you to die" Xuandi roared, dropping a large amount of the blood essence into Yan Shen ancient lamp.

In an instant, a flaming hand condensed from the ancient lamp of the burning God.

As soon as this flaming hand appeared, it burst out an extremely amazing breath, as if this hand did not belong to this era, but came across the ages.

Burning emperor's hand

Fang Lin showed his surprise, and then his face was even more eager. This burning God ancient lamp was really powerful enough to condense a hand of the burning emperor. Even if it was not the real hand of the burning emperor, it also had a bit of prestige.

Bai Qingxue seemed very calm. From beginning to end, she didn't look at the Xuandi. It seemed that in her eyes, people at this level of Xuandi didn't pay attention to the value at all.

Xuandi's face was pale, and a large amount of blood essence was lost in his body. Even if he was a strong man in the spirit bone realm, he also felt dizzy at this time.

But on the face of Xuandi, there was a crazy color. This ancient flame god lamp had been urged to the extreme by him. Even his ancestors thousands of years ago did not play it to this level when using this ancient flame god lamp.

After all, the price is too high. I lost almost all my blood essence, and I can't recover without training in March and may.

The hand of the burning emperor, with a raging fire, swept towards Bai Qingxue and Fang Lin.

Such power, any martial artist in the same realm can't resist, just that hot breath is enough to melt the martial artist in an instant.

Fang Lin glanced at his mother with some worry. He knew that his mother was not an entity, but an illusory body, which must be far less powerful than the noumenon. It was really hard to say whether he could deal with this burning ancient lamp.

But at the next moment, Fang Lin's worries suddenly dissipated.

The hand of the burning emperor came, and Bai Qingxue didn't even look at it, and lightly waved her sleeve.

call

Suddenly, the hand of the burning emperor, which was originally powerful and seemed to burn mountains and boil the sea, suddenly collapsed.

"No" Emperor Xuan's eyes were about to crack, spewed out a mouthful of blood, held the ancient lamp of the burning God, and recklessly killed Bai Qingxue.

"Mole ants are mole ants. They always do something meaningless." Bai Qingxue shook her head and pointed to the crazy Xuandi.

Poof

Xuandi's body was like being hit hard, his expression was shocked, and his eyes were full of despair.

"You broke my son's body, and now I'm breaking yours." Bai Qingxue said coldly.

Boom

Xuandi's body exploded, flesh and blood flying, bones scattered, and the scene was extremely tragic.

A generation of Xuandi, the ruler and strongest of Xuanguo, has been famous for many years and has never been defeated. He is a strong man that everyone in Xuanguo should fear.

But now, Emperor Xuan was pointed to death, and his body became debris, which was even more miserable than Fang Lin's previous situation.

At least, although Fang Lin's body was once broken, it was not broken like Xuandi. Almost a piece of complete flesh and blood was gone.

A light, flying out of the pile of debris, was the soul of Emperor Xuan.

After reaching the spirit bone realm, even if the body dies, the soul can leave the body for a period of time.

Xuandi's soul wants to escape. He wants to escape from this place and the white skirt woman.

"Can you walk?" Bai Qingxue chuckled, gently raised her hand, and grabbed the soul of the escaped Xuandi from a distance.

The next moment, the soul of Xuandi was directly captured by Bai Qingxue, just like a local chicken and a dog, and was caught by Bai Qingxue.

"Do you want the soul of this guy?" Bai Qingxue asked Fang Lin.

Fang Lin shook his head, but looking at the frightened appearance of Xuandi's soul, his heart was quite happy.

Not long ago, Emperor Xuan was the existence that he Fanglin needed to look up to, which could not be shaken at all.

But now, Xuandi is in the hands of his mother. He is as weak as an ant. He has no resistance at all. He will live and die if he wants to.

This makes Fang Lin have to sigh that it's really good to have powerful parents.

"Oh, since it's useless, there's no sense of existence." Bai Qingxue said, crushing the soul of Emperor Xuan directly.

At this time, Emperor Xuan completely disappeared, and his body was broken into slag. Not to mention, even his soul was crushed by Bai Qingxue. Even if there were real gods, he could not revive Emperor Xuan, and completely dissipated between heaven and earth.

Everyone below was shocked when they saw this scene. Although many people had expected that Emperor Xuan would encounter an accident, they didn't expect it to come so quickly and end up so miserable.

One day, the crown prince of Xuanguo was killed, the emperor of Xuanguo was killed, and a large number of powerful royal families were killed.

Many people expected that after today, Xuanguo would really change.

"Let's go." Bai Qingxue said to Fang Lin after cleaning up Xuandi.