Chapter 591

In the burning hell, all powerful people have been smashed in order to compete for immortal weapons. This is no longer a taboo area for ordinary friars. Friars who have no time to escape, whether they are disciples of small sects or proud children of large sects, will die.

Everyone made a real fire, so that when the black devil led the strong of the evil clan to appear, the strong who had jointly killed the evil clan had no time to take care of it at the moment, and wanted to kill the opponent who competed with him for immortal tools directly.

Everyone's opponents are changing with each other. As long as they are not from their own sect, they will fight every person.

A huge crystal insect rolled its fat body from the void and patted many strong people around the fairy weapon. With the huge body pressed down, layers of sharp frost filled the void in an instant, and the cold temperature made the top strong people around avoid it in an instant.

This is a huge cold silkworm. It can naturally fight against the flame and is extremely powerful. Once the cold silkworm without fairy tools is shot, it will bring great pressure to the strong.

Cold silkworm, a divine beast with ice attribute, has extremely noble blood in its body. With the spread of ice and frost, cold silkworm announces its coming with an extremely strong attitude.

A long sword came from the void and cleaved towards the huge body of the cold silkworm. A thin Taoist drove a seemingly ordinary flying sword in front of the cold silkworm. There was an extremely dazzling streamer on the sword. Even among many magnificent and brilliant spells, it was so amazing that a sword cleaved the round body of the cold silkworm.

It's really difficult. There are monks in the cultivation world who are so powerful that they can split the divine beast cold silkworm with a sword.

This sword is too amazing. The elegance of the sword is unique in the world. Even the extremely strong sword light of the golden way erupted from old Jin in the distance.

"Taoist Tianjian, it's you." a dull roar came from the cold silkworm, "are you still in the mortal world and can't help the temptation of immortal tools?"

"Oh, that's the same as each other. Who would think there are too many immortal weapons." Taoist Tianjian smiled easily. The flying sword was suspended three inches above his head. The brilliance of the sword was fluctuating. Between the light fluxes, it looked particularly frightening under the surrounding terrible mana.

Although Taoist Tianjian is only a scattered practitioner, he is a real peerless genius. He exists at the same level as old Jin. He belongs to the most powerful group of people in the cultivation world. No one can ignore the flying sword in his hand.

In those days, Taoist Tianjian gained a great reputation in the cultivation world with one sword and even offended many big sects. Later, he was chased and killed by many sects. The last war broke apart and Taoist Tianjian was besieged. Many people thought Taoist Tianjian was dead, but they didn't expect that a sword would cause a bloody storm in the cultivation world five hundred years later, Many sects were bloodwashed in a month, and the gradually forgotten favorite of heaven officially came into everyone's sight.

With the emergence of cold silkworm and Tianjian Taoist priest, more lone walkers have also entered the battlefield. In order to compete for immortal weapons, many old monsters who have not appeared in the public's sight for many years have begun to haunt. Some super strong people who are thought to have risen or fallen have logged in on the stage of this strong person again to show their unique style.

In the far void, a group of people looked in horror at the constant wave of terrible mana in the far distance, and their eyes were full of shocked expressions.

"It turns out that the battle of the top strong is so terrible. It's so powerful that it can blow away a mountain in one breath outside." one disciple of a big sect was terrified. Even the disciples of the top sect, many people would never see a battle of the top strong in their life.

"It turns out that I can have such a powerful power without flying. If I want to become stronger, I must become stronger." a young monk looked into the distance with hot eyes.

Such a strong person is undoubtedly a benchmark, which makes many friars have unlimited yearning. Friars have been practicing hard for hundreds of years, or even thousands of years, just to reach this state and then fly to the fairy world.

There are envious and hot eyes in their eyes. For ordinary monks, whether they can get immortal tools or log in, it is an honor in itself.

Being able to gain a foothold in that area is the symbol of the top strength and the most desirable symbol.

"It's really a battle between the dragon and the tiger. I just don't know that the immortal tools will finally be ********." someone sighed.

"It's hard to say, such a big scuffle, I don't know if there will be a strong fall." someone sighed.

Another humanitarian: "the fighting of these people suddenly reminds me of the radiant Yue Tianyu. It's a pity that he hasn't grown up. If his strength reaches the top, I don't know if he can defeat the heroes."

"Yue Tianyu is able to dominate by leaping a level. I also hope he can reach the peak as soon as possible and see what such a genius looks like when he grows up." someone couldn't help saying after hearing the comment on Song Fei.

"I'm also optimistic about Yue Tianyu, but it's a pity that he hasn't grown up. This time, the competition for immortal tools has been missed by him."

"Yes, it's a pity that this generation of Tianjiao hasn't fully grown up and is destined to be unable to compete for immortal tools."

Song Fei in the distance doesn't know that he has become the center of many people's discussion. Of course, even if he is talking, no one can value Song Fei. After all, he is only a monk in the mysterious realm, which is several big realms worse than the top strong.

Despite the collapse outside, Song Fei is still immersed in the pleasure of rapidly improving his strength. Only half a drop of blood is left in the palm of his hand. Only one step away, Song Fei can reach the Ninth level of the xuanjing.

Swallow half a drop of blood directly into his stomach and burn in Song Fei's abdomen like a flame. The sun's true fire skill is working with all its strength. All the energy in his body seems to boil and turn into his own magic power along song Fei's meridians.

"Soon, I feel the sign of impending breakthrough." during the cultivation, Song Fei's heart moved, and then all the energy in his body moved towards a higher level.

The feeling of a small realm, Song Fei has long been obtained with the refining of blood essence. What song Fei lacks now is energy. When the surging energy flows from the body to Yuanying, it is like a natural course. Song Fei's power has undergone a qualitative change again.

The soul is like a metamorphosis. Among the original five color Yuanying, the fiery red color becomes more bright, as red as dripping blood.

Other colors represent the golden way of gold, followed by the gray of the earth way. As for the green wood way and the blue water way, they are still dark and have no luster,

The Ninth level of xuanjing, the peak of xuanjing, was finally set foot by Song Fei.

In tianque palace, Song Fei slowly stood up and felt that there was endless power between his actions.

Hundreds of millions of points, in exchange for such a realm, you can create more than a dozen strong people who have insight into the realm in other sects.

With a gentle grip of his hand, huge mana emerged from him. Song Fei closed his eyes and silently felt the current power.

"If there is no wrong estimation, the current strength is twice as strong as the previous level 7 of the xuanjing. Sure enough, a small breakthrough in the xuanjing can make people happy." Song Fei sighed.

When he moved, Song Fei stepped out, and his body suddenly appeared outside the tianque palace, surrounded by the familiar Fire Sea and fire wall.

However, after refining all the blood essence of the immortal general, Song Fei felt that the flames around him were like a part of his body. He could use them at will. As long as he had a thought, these flames could become his own power.

A vague idea extends in the void, not just the flame, as if the whole space has become a part of its own body.

Song Fei's thought moved. In an instant, there was a raging flame rolling like a tide. The whole space seemed to make a happy sound because of Song Fei's thought.

Song Fei felt that there was a magic weapon connected with his blood, as if it was far away, and cheered briskly because of the arrival of his master.

"Is that the heavenly fire wheel? It turns out that refining blood essence means that the heavenly fire wheel recognizes the Lord." Song Fei said with great joy.

"What's the matter? I feel this space is alive." the sensitive friar suddenly made a surprised voice.

The top strong have the highest cultivation and the most sensitive feeling. They seem to see a pair of eyes staring at themselves. This feeling makes them feel uncomfortable.

"What's the matter? Who's peeping at us?" the winged giant snake looked everywhere, and his face was full of violence.

The rest of the people could not help looking up at the void after fighting, but the void was empty and could not see any eyes peeping at them.

"Kill, who can take away the fairy weapon from me?" the strange fish shouted. The thunder and lightning shrouded the void like raindrops. Everyone's face glittered, as if they were going to break the sky.

Space, even under the attack of everyone, became extremely unstable, and there were signs of collapse.

The scuffle of everyone is so powerful that the burning hell is almost unbearable.

The celestial fire wheel, which was originally lying quietly in the flame, suddenly burst into a violent golden light. A fierce flame suddenly exploded from it, and the terrible flame swept all over the world.

"What's the matter, how does the sky fire wheel live." a top strong man looked at the sky fire wheel with surprised eyes and frowned quietly, as if he had a hunch that something bad had happened.

"The heavenly fire wheel has a spirit, so it should be far away?" the friar with red beard and red hair snorted coldly, and then sneered, "even if it is an immortal tool, he can't escape the bondage today."

The sky fire wheel turned into a streamer and shot in one direction in an instant. On its way forward, a fairy flying sword immediately intercepted and blocked in front of the sky fire wheel and turned the sky fire wheel back in the original direction.