Chapter 8652

"Brother Ye Chen won't be burned to ashes, will he?"

Wu Yao became worried and extremely nervous.

The smell of the kindling energy is too terrible. It keeps roaring and roaring, sending out a roar like a monster, which is shocking.

"Don't worry, your brother Ye Chen is not so easy to have an accident."

Xuan Hanyu smiled and touched Wu Yao's hair, saying.

Wu Yao felt a little at ease, but she was still nervous.

At this time, the spirit ancestor of beacon fire is also ready to fight.

He pulled out his long sword, and a terrible smell of burial gradually spread from his body and his sword.

Feeling this breath, everyone dared not approach him, as if they were afraid of being buried.

Even the moral God stepped back a few steps and looked at it with a dignified expression.

Buzz!

The sword body of the spirit ancestor of the beacon fire sent out a buzzing vibration, and the sword gas tore through the void, as if there were one world after another.

That is the world, the world of absolute death. There are only tens of thousands of tombs, as if they can bury gods.

With the continuous brewing of the sword Qi, the face of the beacon fire lingzu also changed violently, sometimes pale, sometimes blood red.

His whole body was burning with blood, and the veins on his forehead and arms were as sudden as Python dragons, which was very terrible.

"I bury heaven and earth with my sword!"

"Big tomb sword, kill blood and kill the sky, go!"

Suddenly, the spirit ancestor of the beacon fire waved his sword and cut out.

With a sword spirit, he cut fiercely at the fire seed.

This sword, which can't be described in words, is so terrible that it's unimaginable.

With a sword cut out, the hearts of everyone in the audience felt crushed and pounded.

With the cutting out of this sword, the terrifying smell of burial exploded in the field, as if to bury and kill all the people in the field together.

This is the legendary sword of the great tomb, a genuine thirty-three God skill!

Such terrible sword Qi is enough to bury the Immortal Emperor!

The moral God's face was slightly heavy, waved his hand to release aura, and turned into a protective barrier to protect everyone inside, so as not to be damaged by the sword Qi of the tomb.

Hiss!

The magnificent tomb sword, with the momentum of cutting the sky and the earth, cut across the fire.

The intense temperature of the fire made the sword gas become red. Finally, it broke through the void and destroyed a large number of buildings in the temple before it disappeared in the void.

The temple was collapsing, but the fire was not touched at all.

Inside the fire, ye Chen also suddenly felt the sword Qi of the tomb cut through.

This big tomb sword is unparalleled in terror. If ye Chen really wants to kill him, it is difficult for him to resist.

However, ye Chen felt that the beacon fire lingzu was not trying to hurt him.

The sword Qi of the spirit ancestor of the beacon fire was retracted and spread freely. This sword was cut on Ye Chen, which did not hurt Ye Chen at all, but to bury the curse shackles on him.

Click!

Instantly, ye Chen felt that the curse shackles branded on his body were directly stripped off and buried in the tomb.

The shackles of causality imposed by the perfect sage have finally been buried!

This great tomb divine sword is worthy of thirty-three divine arts. Even the law of cause and effect can be buried, which is simply terrifying.

"Puff!"

Ye Chen suddenly vomited blood.

When the shackles of the law of cause and effect were lifted, he was backfired, and his viscera suffered a burst of tearing pain.

"Childe, how are you?"

Yan Xuaner was worried when she saw Ye Chen injured.

"I'm fine. I can't die."

Ye Chen gritted his teeth. It seemed that the shackles of causality imposed by the perfect Saint had been perfectly integrated with his body.

Shackle was suddenly buried, and ye Chen also suffered a lot of damage.

If you want to ascend to the mysterious realm of heaven, you need to heal this wound first.

Injured, ye Chen could no longer bear the core high temperature inside the fire, and stumbled out.

"Brother Ye Chen!"

Wu Yao saw Ye Chen coming out, and his face was still pale. He immediately panicked and hurried to help Ye Chen.

"I'm fine."

Ye Chen took a deep breath, calmed down slightly, and looked up to the spirit ancestor of the beacon fire:

"Thank you, master."

"Your sword has buried the shackles for me, and I can impact the celestial realm!"

The spirit ancestor of the beacon fire saw Ye Chen's pale face, but it shook slightly and said, "Lord of reincarnation, you seem to be injured, isn't it a big deal?"

Ye Chen gritted her teeth and wanted to say something, but the injury in her body hurt badly and she couldn't speak.

It seems that this backfire is much more severe than he imagined.

The moral God looked at Ye Chen and the fire, but his face was gloomy.

Because he found that ye Chen's shackles were lifted, but the filth in the fire still existed.

His spiritual will, which was not buried, remained stubbornly in the fire, and even continued to erode to the core.

Once the core of the fire is eroded, the fire will be extinguished.

"How is it possible? Do you really want me to give up the fire?"

The moral God had a twisted face and trembled slightly all over.

The spirit ancestor of the beacon fire took out several pills and slightly resumed the consumption of the sword of the great tomb. He was aware of the expression of the moral God and smiled helplessly, saying, "elder martial brother, I said, your will has been beyond the Immortal Emperor. In this world, no one can bury your spirit."

"Why don't you choose an heir and take charge of the fire instead, and you can fly with peace of mind."

Listening to the Feng Huo lingzu's persuasion again, the moral God glanced at the murderer and angrily said, "no! No one can replace me! I am a unique existence!"