Chapter 590

With the death of the fire elf, the space barrier was broken, and there were more and more space cracks. Soon, a huge space crack appeared in front of everyone, and an extremely hot flame burst out in the space.

As if in that space, all the flames of burning are like the simultaneous interpreting of fire hell.

"Burning hell, this is the real burning hell." a monk exclaimed in the distance.

Looking at the flames in the sky, ordinary monks can directly turn into fly ash as long as they go in, which is a forbidden place that ordinary people can't touch.

In the center of the burning hell, there is a round, silvery ring treasure lying quietly in the middle of the flame. The surrounding flame is burning around him like his servant, and it seems to be worshipping.

The silver magic weapon is carved with exquisite flame textures. Each texture seems to contain the truth of heaven and earth. Under the burning of the flame, the silver luster on the texture is unusually dazzling.

In the flames, the sky fire wheel exudes a unique flavor, which is particularly enchanting under the surrounding of the flames.

As the barriers in the flame area were broken, the originally silent space became violent.

There was a breath of mana surging, and there was a heavy breath.

"Rush!" a friar turned into a streamer and flew towards the immortal. However, before he approached the broken space barrier, he was locked by the top strong man's eyes, and a pure light was emitted from the eyes of a super strong man, directly shooting the rushed friar into powder.

"Kill!" killing didn't stop people's greed. Instead, more and more people became extremely fanatical at the moment of the emergence of immortal tools and flew in the direction of immortal tools.

According to the rumor, when an immortal weapon is born, it will automatically choose the Lord and those who have fate will get it. Every monk will subconsciously think that he is the person who has fate. Even death can't hide the enthusiasm in their hearts.

Friars, like a tide, rushed to the last layer of the burning hell. Even in the burning hell, the extremely hot and violent flame could not stop the friars' greed.

"Ah!" the friar flying in front was touched by the fire leaked from the burning hell, and his whole body immediately burst into a raging fire. Even if he ran his whole body's mana, he couldn't put out the fire.

In the blink of an eye, many monks were buried in the sea of fire. However, more monks ignored the threat of fire and still rushed to the last layer of burning hell.

"Husband, don't go. It's dangerous there." a female friar held a middle-aged male friar tightly and cried, hoping that he would calm down.

"Hahaha, don't be afraid, my lady. As long as I get the approval of immortal tools, those flames can't affect me." the man laughed and turned into a streamer towards the last layer regardless of his wife's dissuasion.

But his body had not entered the last layer, and the leaked high temperature directly melted his flesh into a mass of fly ash.

"Husband!" his wife cried and watched his husband buried in the sea of fire. Soon, the woman wiped away her tears, showed a firm face and whispered, "husband, I'll help you fulfill your last wish."

Then the woman also turned into a blue streamer and flew to the space where the sky fire wheel was located. Before people approached, she died under the burning of the fire.

"Master, you can't go. Let the disciples go." the three friars of Yuanying realm, holding an old man at Yuanying's peak, knelt beside the old man and cried.

The old man angrily said, "Fengshan sect bullied me to wait too long. This is the last chance. If I can succeed, we can be ashamed and raise our heads to be human. If we keep our heads down, we'd better die if we live."

"Then let the disciples go. Shifu, you have great kindness to the disciples. How can the disciples feel at ease in case of any trouble?" one of his disciples cried.

The old man roared: "if I die, you will spread out and lead the sect disciples away to find a powerful sect subsidiary. Who dares not listen to me and go to subdue the sky fire wheel without permission, and will no longer be my disciples in the future."

After that, the old man no longer ignored the dissuasion of his disciples and flew in the direction of the sky fire wheel. Then, in the hazy eyes of the three disciples, it was directly transformed into fly ash and dissipated in the space.

"Master!" their disciples cried bitterly.

Then one of them stood up and shot in the direction of the old man who had just flown away.

"Elder martial brother." the two left shouted.

"I am the eldest martial brother and have the responsibility to revitalize the sect. If I die, you can leave quickly." after the eldest martial brother left this voice, his body was ignited and died in an instant.

The two left looked sadly at the place where master and senior brother died, and were devastated for a time.

"Second elder martial brother, what are you going to do? Don't you listen to the master?" the third saw that the second wanted to rush over and hugged him quickly.

After comforting for a long time, the two people reluctantly looked at the area where the elder martial brother and master died and retreated silently.

Many joys and sorrows were staged in a small space. Every little monk in the eyes of the strong broke out a strong flame at the last moment of his life, burning himself, burning life, burning hope, and burning the traces that once existed, but it was this little monk who left a moving story.

If we do not regard failure as a hero, many of these people can be called heroes.

However, all are tragic heroes, performing sad songs one after another.

At the same time, a huge palm crossed the sky and grabbed at the sky fire wheel in the flame.

The palm presents a blue color. It is reasonable to say that the mana of the way of water has been suppressed to the extreme in this burning hell and can't give full play to its power. However, the palm across the sky seems to ignore the burning flame. All the flames are like weak animals. They even hide around when they encounter wild beasts.

In a twinkling of an eye, the sky fire wheel can be held by this blue palm. The top power in the cultivation world finally moved.

However, at the moment when the palm was close to the space barrier, a golden sword light was emitted from the front of the palm, and the sharp sword light blocked in front of the blue palm, directly splitting the huge palm across the sky.

In front of the palm of his hand, there was a golden figure filled with palpitating pressure. Holding a golden sword, he stood between heaven and earth, as if he were a demon God.

"Roar!" a huge snake with wings rose into the sky, and its huge black tail brought up bursts of illusions. Its power was unparalleled. It instantly exchanged blows with the golden sword of the golden figure, and sparks appeared everywhere.

The two clashed in an instant, and the huge snake body was pressed down like a sky cover. Even if it was far away, the breath revealed made people feel waves of fear.

When the two men broke into pieces, other monks also moved in an instant. A huge strange fish in the sea burst into the sky, surrounded by terrible thunder. In the midst of rage, the thunder rushed to the direction of the sky fire wheel with its huge body.

The friar with red beard and red hair held a huge flame fairy flying sword in front of the strange fish. The terrible flame fairy played an extremely terrible force in this space. The flame and the thunder of the strange fish instantly collided together.

Thunder and lightning were everywhere, and flames flew everywhere. The whole space was instantly filled with thunder and fire, intertwined into a terrible doomsday scene.

More and more top friars are engaged in the competition for the sky fire wheel, and a lot of divine awns burst out at once. The void is full of violent collision sound and loud noise of mana, just like a comet hitting the earth.

In another place, the wind roared, the glow flowed, and the terrible breath rushed to the four directions, so that the monks who had survived the war retreated far away.

The terrible giant snake roared, its wings vibrated, and suddenly waved, forming a huge poisonous smoke around, enveloping his opponent in the middle of the smoke. A pair of cold eyes were like stars, emitting a terrible light, stabbing his opponent like a divine spear. Each attack of the spear was extremely terrible.

The thunder strange fish sent out purple thunder, which was as shocking as the world killing thunder punishment. Each thick and thin purple thunder in the bucket carried the extremely pure power of thunder, as if it wanted to reopen the world.

The red beard and red hair Friar's complexion rose red. The fairy weapon was hung above his head, sending out trembling waves in the transfer space. Every time the fairy weapon was cut out, the strange fish hurried to avoid and couldn't compete with the fairy weapon.

The friars who were originally allied with each other completely tore their faces in front of the immortal weapon this time. The battle of dozens of top powers made heaven and earth unable to bear it.

Outside the distant space, the monks fought back the fear from the soul and ran away. This battle of the top strong man who sacrificed his life and death seemed too terrible.

Many people looked at the distance with lingering fear and felt the strong momentum. They still couldn't help but continue to retreat. Even if it was far away, it seemed that they could arrive in an instant, so that ordinary monks could be scared under the pressure of this momentum.

In the center of the battlefield, a miserable white breath quietly passed through the slit in the battle and wandered silently towards the sky fire wheel.

A golden figure stood in front of the miserable white breath and said faintly: "my old friend suddenly came and didn't tell me."

"It's you again, fight!" in the miserable white breath, a black figure took shape in an instant. The black magic hand was holding a white jade scepter, and the terrible power of evil gods was revealed in an instant.

But at this time, everyone except Mr. Jin is fighting for immortal weapons.

In the distant flame, a grain of dust emerged silently.

In the tianque palace, Song Fei silently refined the power of blood essence, as if everything had nothing to do with him.