Chapter 234 See Ancestor
After crushing the mirror, the large array of thousands of polar fire sects on the field is already crumbling and may break at any time.
The core of this ten-fire array is Jiuli Mirror. At the same time, it is also the most powerful point, but in the hands of Huoying, there is no resistance at all, like paper paste.
"Ancestor, where are you!"
"Ancestor, save us!"
One by one, the disciples all howled hoarsely. Some of them gritted their teeth and took out the seal that could summon the ancestors. However, no matter how they urged them, there was no response.
There is a trace of despair in many people's hearts.
Is it true that the ancestor is really gone?
This is definitely an unimaginable disaster for the Jihuo Sect.
is like a tiger without sharp teeth. Although it is still majestic, it is also exhausted and there is no big threat.
And at this time, extremely wonderful changes have taken place in this Taoist temple.
"Fare!"
With a roar, the tall totem pole, like pushing down a jade pillar, slowly tilted and fell down.
A scene that covers the sky and the sun.
The ninety-foot-high totem pole, how tall and majestic, has stood here for thousands of years, and has become a holy place in the minds of countless disciples of the Jihuo Sect.
However, at this time, this almost pillar-like totem fell down.
Like a giant who stands up to heaven and earth, he is gloomy.
Many disciples stared at the collapsed totem pole with dull eyes and tears on their faces, like a child who lost his home.
There are not many disciples of the Jihuo Sect, which is quite rare in the ten sects of martial arts, but the combat effectiveness is outrageous. Many sects are afraid of a large-scale battle with the Fire Sect.
The reason is very simple. The Jihuo sect is very united and rarely fights, just like a group of wolves.
When many disciples were crying, an inexplicable light flashed in their tearful eyes, and finally saw the true face of the opposite.
Then, there was a deep chill in his heart. In an instant, his whole body's hair stood up.
Baby!
A baby!
To be honest, no matter what the murderer looks like, everyone can accept it, but what is unexpected is that it is a baby!
It looks naive and naive.
Boom!
With a deafening sound, the totem pole collapsed and turned into a raging fire, and even disappeared in a very short time.
It contains the power of incense generated by the worship of the disciples of the Extreme Fire Sect for thousands of years, which is also absorbed by the fire baby.
"I said, obey me or die!" Smashing his mouth with satisfaction, he said coldly, "Don't worry, each of you has the right to choose. One...no one can run away."
The fire baby laughed.
He doesn't like to kill people and prefers people to survive.
"Senior, can you give me a clear answer, what's going on with my ancestors?"
Fang Henshui covered his chest and asked. There were large blood stains on his chest, and his face looked extremely pale, and he was obviously seriously injured.
"Dead! Die in my hands! Can I still lie to you?" Huoying laughed and said.
Fang Henshui's face quietly changed his appearance and trotted towards the fire baby. A few feet away from the fire baby, he knelt down with a thump, "The predecessor is powerful, and the predecessor's methods are all over the sky. As the head of the extreme fire sect, the villain is willing to be driven by you. He will die."
He is a seven-foot man, kneeling in front of a few-year-old child. This scene is really a little funny. However, no one on the court laughed.
Huh?
Huoying's eyes were stunned for a moment, and she didn't expect that the first person to choose to be sincere would be this person.
I was quite impressed by his fire baby.
The previous speech was neither humble nor arrogant, and he was immediately decisive. He was a leader.
"Good! OK! OK!" Huoying laughed.
"Fang hates water, you traitor!"
"Scum, the ancestor trusted you in every way, and you were the first to surrender!"
"Shameless! Are you still a man?"
......
The angry voices suddenly sounded on the field, and most of the shouts were some elders of the Jindan period.
"Gentlemen, good birds choose trees to live in. I advise you that in order to avoid unnecessary casualties, you'd better lower them first. I think this senior is kind-hearted and not a murderer, and he won't treat everyone badly. Moreover, everyone has seen the strength of the predecessors. Under the leadership of my predecessors, I will definitely prosper and become the leading sect on this bloody moon continent.
Fang Heshui came back leisurely, stood up, took a flattering look at Huoying, and said.
Fire baby nodded proudly.
"That's my goal, which is to unify the whole blood moon continent!"
hiss...
Hearing this, there was a sound of inhaling cold air on the field, looking at each other and looking at each other.
Unify the whole blood moon continent?
Think about the meaning of this sentence, many people are hot-blooded, and a warm current rises to their foreheads, with an indescribable feeling in their hearts.
It's so shocking.
When everyone was in the extreme shock, Fang Hian's body suddenly moved, and blood fog appeared all over his body, like a bloody man fighting, and a very fierce and tragic momentum quietly appeared on his body.
He strode towards the fire baby.
One step, two steps, three steps...
A few feet away, in front of the half-step martial arts saint, that is, less than a few breaths.
Even though he was seriously injured, his footsteps were still fast, calm and powerful.
A person who is not even afraid of death must be brilliant and brilliant.
Like a meteor in the sky.
It is fleeting, but it is destined to stay in the hearts of countless people.
Boom!
A deafening sound, like the explosion of the sun, the bright thorny eyes shed tears, and the earth under his feet could not help trembling.
Fang Hateshui chose to blow himself up.
In the sound of the explosion, his voice echoed for a long time, "Fight for Zong, life is not happy, and death is not painful!"
"Master!"
Seeing this scene, tears in the eyes of countless disciples came out in an instant, and they were extremely moved.
He...
Fang hates water...
To be fair, this suzerain is usually not very popular in the sect.
The soul of the Jihuo Sect is a battle, a battle with all its strength and an endless battle. Whoever dares to bully me must bully me back. If one person can't do it, there will be two, and if two people can't, there will be three. If one year doesn't work, it will be two years. If two years don't work, it will be three years.
Even if you can't beat it, the sect is the master.
However, Fang's personality hates water is soft and powerless. Even if he encounters disputes with other sects, he has always been dominated by tolerance.
For this reason, many disciples have criticized him.
However, no one expected that at this time, when the overall situation was determined and absolutely impossible to turn over, Fang Hanshui would launch a counterattack in such an almost heroic way.
Self-detonation!
A strong man at the level of martial arts saint in half a step, after a long period of practice, difficulties and obstacles, one more step away, can become the supreme martial saint.
However, he resolutely chose to blow himself up.
A desolate charm echoes in the hearts of every disciple.
"Fight!"
"Revenge the suzerain!"
"Fight!"
"Kill him!"
The crowd was completely furious, clenched their fists, their eyes were red, and they all shouted loudly.
Fang hated the death of water and made them forget everything.
"Damn it!"
With a roar resounding through the world, the fire baby rose to the sky. Although there was no injury on his body, there was a trace of obvious depression in his eyes.
Although his cultivation is extremely strong, he also suffered a little shock in this self-detonation.
This is... the first time he has been injured since he saw the sun again.
"You, bury him!"
Being injured by an ant, such humiliation made the fire baby almost lose his mind. With a wave of his hand, countless sparks appeared in the air.
Little by little, the bright and dark sparks are like the starry sky in the vast universe, extremely beautiful.
The spark slowly fell and fell on everyone in the blink of an eye.
And then...
The field suddenly fell silent.
The crowd on the field seemed to have been collectively under petrochemical magic, staying in place, with a dull body, a dull expression, dull eyes, and motionless.
This method similar to the static of time and space is a unique trick developed by Huoying during the long years of prohibition. Even in the face of the strong immortal emperor, he has the certainty to deal with it.
Now, Huoying spares no effort to use these disciples who are not as good as these ants, which shows the extent of his anger in his heart.
"The art of creating souls!"
Gently chanted four words from his mouth, and the fire baby moved again, sitting cross-legged in mid-air, and a dazzling aperture suddenly appeared behind his head.
This aperture is spinning rapidly, producing an extremely magnificent scene. There seem to be thousands of meteorology in the aperture. All kinds of strange ancient beasts, ancient monks who drink blood, and figures are all transformed into them.
As soon as this aperture appeared, all the disciples present flew out of the light spots above their heads and condensed towards the aperture.
Like a bright galaxy, rushing to that mysterious and unknown place.
This is the art of soul-grabbing.
The ontology of the fire baby is not human. He was born in chaos and has a sea of soul power. Except for some monks who are gifted or have great opportunities, no one can compare with him.
And this soul creation is also his originality. It can not only capture the soul, but even create new souls and create new life with supreme power.
Creation, this is the real creation.
The reason why Huoying did not use the art of soul-grabbing before is that he still wanted to subdue these people and cultivate usable power from them.
Once the soul-grabbing technique is used, even if they can perfectly control these people, they have no potential to improve their cultivation. If they want to step into a higher level, it is difficult to reach the sky.
But after Fang Hate's self-exploded, he realized the strength of this sect.
I had no choice but to choose this plan.
However, during the time of incense, everyone on the field was controlled. Countless disciples stood up from the haze and only felt an extra idea in their minds. They looked up at the fire baby, and there was a feeling of worship in their hearts.
Dong!
Almost in an instant, everyone knelt down.
"See your ancestors!"
The voice is like thunder, resounding all over the world.