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Seeing them struggle to their deaths made Hagan Si's mood even better. Did God tell him that he worshipped God every day?

"Is it already so hot? Can't you be a little bigger? "

Hagen was already brimming with confidence as he watched the people in the flames make a life-and-death decision. He was in high spirits.

Suddenly, a calm voice resounded in everyone's ears. It was like a bolt from the blue, striking the ground.

When Bai Ruozhi, whose tears were about to run dry, heard the voice from the center, which sounded full of energy, her pleasantly surprised look made one's heart ache. What kind of face was that?

Worry, nervousness, and joy.

"You're not dead?"

Hagan was furious this time. He had already given Angele a glance, and several flames surrounded him. And now, he could actually speak?

Hagen was astonished as he turned his head to look at the fireball.

It was better not to look, but when Hagen saw the fireball, he was even more surprised. Was that still the fireball he had shot at the beginning? It looked much thinner, and the flames were thin and clear.

A guy covered in golden light was slowly standing up from the ground. There were countless fire snakes slithering around his body, but they were still unable to hinder his advance.

"Center!"

"Boss?"

"Boundless Sky Sovereign!"

The few of them called out in unison. At the same time, their eyes were fixed on Shi Zhongzheng. Even Monk Zhou was looking at Shi Zhongzheng expectantly.

"You eat my knife too!"

It was still the same indifferent voice. It was unknown when it had begun, but a large blade with a dark color had appeared in the middle of the stone platform and was emitting a divine light.

"Kill!"

"What?"

Hagen's mouth fell open. The scene in front of him was too absurd. A man had been burnt to a skeleton, but he could still wield a long blade.

The large blade was as tall as half a person. The dragon head was high in the air, and the dragon whiskers were dancing in the air. The long dragon tail was tightly wrapped around the middle part of the stone wrist, and a faint light was flowing between the dragon tail and the middle part of the stone wrist.

The thin layer of scales on the blade similarly emitted a scorching glow. No one dared to look directly at it.

The originally tall and sturdy body of the stone now looked a little strange, and it seemed to be especially thin and small.

That's right, just by thinking about it, it was as if he could draw such a scene in front of him. His entire body was made of skeletons, and his body emitted a golden light. The flames were so strong that it filled every corner of his skeleton.

It was as if the flames were his flesh and blood, and with every step he took, the flames would follow him.

Only the head remained, but there was no hair left.

While he was sighing with emotion, the Spirit Severing stage cultivator had already raised his hand high in the air.

"Break apart Huashan!"

There were no complicated moves, nor were there any gaudy movements. All he did was raise the Spirit Severing stage in his hands high up into the air. The Spirit Severing Cultivator was like a divine dragon resurrecting from the ashes of the dead.

"Aooo!"

It actually brought with it waves of dragon roars as the dragon's mouth opened and closed, causing the flames around it to disperse. There were tens of thousands of divine lights, and the dragon horn was sparkling and translucent. It even broke through the fiery cloud cover, soaring straight into the clouds.

The blade seemed to pierce through the heavens as the originally burning flames were extinguished in an instant. It seemed as if a vacuum appeared where the saber light had flashed.

This blade seemed to be able to tear apart space itself. Black spatial cracks appeared out of thin air, and endless flames were sucked into them.

Hagen was astonished by this strike. He was clearly a person who was on the verge of death, how could he still unleash such a violent slash?

Hagen felt his heart palpitate, as if the blade had a life of its own. If he did not dodge, he was afraid that he would die in here. No one would know that he had died in the hands of a skeleton.

"God bless my disciple!"

Hagan was quick to react, and the book that was suspended above his head was caught by him in an instant. It was tightly clenched in his hand, and the flames were no longer reborn.

A ball of gentle white light appeared on top of the book. It gradually became denser in front of Hagan. The light turned from nothingness to reality.

In the end, a thick plate made of milky white light appeared in front of Hagen. It looked thick and sturdy.

Just as quickly as that. In the blink of an eye, a shield of white light appeared in front of Hagan. The blade light released by the Spirit Severing Cultivator also landed on the shield.

Ten thousand rays of golden light burst forth from the Spirit Severing Cultivator's blade, chopping at the white shield.

Time stopped at this moment, and space froze here.

The cold eyes of the stone were fixed on Hagen. Even if it was just a skeleton, it was still pressing down heavily.

"Kacha, kacha!"

The bones of the arm within the rock began to emit soft sounds. The arm that had long been scorching hot from the raging flames, also had many small cracks visible to the naked eye under such force.

As for the metal stone fragments in his dantian, they immediately rushed towards the cracks that had appeared on the stone. These fragments of metal and stone seemed to have an endless number of repairing functions, but it also seemed like they were supporting the bones within the stone.

His arm bones, which had seeped into the golden shards of light, had become even stronger and harder than before. The so-called steel tendons and iron bones were not the slightest bit different from each other.

Surrounding Wei and saving Yue.

As for Tall and Mighty, as well as Bai Ruozhi, they were all because of the attack from Shi Zhongzheng. Hagen focused all his energy on the defense, and the flames slowly disappeared.

Only the residual heat could remind them of the horrors they had just witnessed. The burning trees had also turned into piles of ash that covered layer upon layer beneath their feet.

The monk was no longer prideful and carefree like he used to be. He sat heavily on the ground, gasping for breath, completely disregarding his own appearance.

He also lifted up his cassock and wiped the sweat off his bald head. His clothes were already wet, dry, and wet.

Now that the flames were out, he was filled with fear and unease.

He had been too nervous to observe what was happening around him, and now he had time to recall what had just happened. He was afraid that if he could not withstand the corrosive effects of the flames, he would not be the only one to die.

If Hagen had gotten rid of the flames a little later, he might not have been able to do anything about it. The Buddhism energy within his body had long since been depleted. He had struggled for such a long time after his battle with Doug.

If not for the fact that the old monk's cultivation was strong enough, he might have already died.

"Bam!"

A dazzling mix of gold and white light shot up into the sky, piercing through the clouds. No one dared to look directly at them, as they used their hands to cover their eyes.

Following that, another wave of deafening sounds rang out, sounding like heavenly thunder in everyone's ears.

"Bang, bang!"

Hagen and Stone fell to the ground with a loud thud.

If there was someone watching right now, it would be strange if they weren't shocked to death.

A skeleton actually fell from the sky. What was even more surprising was that it didn't break and was still in human form.

The signboard in the sky disappeared, and the energy that had been mixed there surged like a tide. It made the entire space look so gray that people couldn't see it clearly.

"Ka, ka!"

The mysterious scene where the skeleton stood once again without the help of others. As he moved his limbs, crisp sounds could be heard from time to time.

The Spirit Severing Cultivator in his hand remained unharmed. His entire body was as black as ink, and he was incredibly divine.

"Cough, cough!"

Not far away, Hagan Si also stood up. However, he no longer had the arrogance and domineering attitude from before. His originally spotless clothes had turned into holes, and a floor hanging in front of him was no different from a beggar!

"You deserve to die!"

Hagen spat out a mouthful of blood as he viciously glared at Shi Zhongzheng, his venomous eyes staring at him. If looks could kill, Shi Zhongzheng would have died tens of thousands of times.