Chapter 614

"Back up!"

Gu quilt ink ice lips light open, backhand a strength will Phoenix Xi push back a few meters.

Feng Xi gets up and finds that there are many white barriers around her, which protect her.

It seems that your majesty is really going to fly, otherwise, she will not be allowed to stay away.

After all, if she was accidentally injured by feisheng Tianjie, she would be seriously injured if she did not die.

In addition to the surprise, she was more worried: "Your Majesty, your body has not yet recovered. It's too risky to fly up at this time. Please think twice before you leap."

Although she knew that her Majesty's strength was long enough to soar.

But his injury is not healed, and the spirit is broken. In such a state, his constitution is no different from that of the mortal body. How can he survive the rise of the kingdom of God?

Now he is soaring, just like a person who has not yet practiced Xuanli. He wants to force his way through the sky to the divine world.

Nine deaths, one's life.

Her words were unheard of by Gu Mian Mo, and the mysterious force of her whole body was still climbing in a crazy attitude.

Today, even if he climbs the divine world, he will climb it!

Even if it is life for life, into hell, he will personally slaughter the Xuanyuan family!

"Your Majesty, no, no!"

No matter how Fengxi blocked him, he still couldn't get close to him. As soon as he got closer, he was bounced back by the powerful Xuanli wave.

In the sky, thunder bursts, sharp lightning across the sky, dazzling golden light, surrounded him, become more and more hot, hot to the bone marrow.

Thunder and lightning, wind and rain, and the sky, but there is an endless sky, full of burning fire, extremely hot.

Ten thousand levels of XuanHuo heaven level is the Apocalypse of the rising God King.

At each level, the fire of burning gods is shuttling through, which is enough to destroy the soul and bones and destroy the God King, and the first level is stronger than the first level.

If you want to fly to the kingdom of God, you must first disperse all your mysterious power and climb up one step.

I don't know how many gods and spirits have been burned out in this dark fire sky step, and the corpses and ashes are everywhere.

Countless strong people who want to ascend the divine world have died here.

"Your Majesty, no, your majesty, come back quickly!"

Fengxi screamed, but he stepped into the dark fire sky step against the light, and his white figure was swallowed by the fire.

Gu Mian ink stepped into the xuanhuotian stage, and the silver light dissipated.

The burning fire of the burning God industry penetrates his flesh, blood and meridians from his skin. It seems that he wants to kill every inch of his flesh and blood.

Every step, it's lingchi.

Dressed in white and watered with blood, it is dazzling, like manzhushahua blooming against the wind.

Gu Mo's fingers curled up tightly, and he climbed up the XuanHuo ladder without changing his face. With each step, the fire of burning God became more intense.

Red blood, along the limbs, clothes, dripping down, skin and flesh, bones and flesh blurred.

Boom!

Suddenly, a sky thunder soared down, straight through his chest.

The blood surged up, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. Gu's body trembled and fell on the stone steps. The sound of broken bones came from his ears, and there was a roar in his mind.

Scorching fire, constantly devouring his body, a wave higher than a wave.

His slender finger bones were covered with blood, and he slowly got up from the ground.

Before I got up, another roar came down from the sky.

Boom!

He gave a dull hum, heard the sound of "click", broke his leg bone, and staggered.

"Your Majesty, your majesty, come back

Fengxi stood in the same place in panic, but he couldn't move. He could only watch him in prison.

Gu Mian Mo got up slowly, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his chest. He dragged a broken leg and climbed up without changing his face.

Let the dark fire shuttle constantly, the way through his body, he is still calm, indifferent.

It takes thousands of thunder and thousands of fire to rebuild the body!

As a result, there have been countless nine star gods who have died in the sky for thousands of years.

There are also some strong people who are afraid of falling short of success. They always put their strength on the gods and refuse to rise.

It is because of this xuanhuotian stage that even the most powerful people in the realm of the God King mention it, they feel scared.

The sky was dark, and thunders fell from the sky.

The great sacrifice of feisheng attracted the attention of many families in the divine world.

However, most of them think that it's not surprising that it's just an ordinary nine star God, and they don't pay much attention to it.

Time, a little fly, the sky is more and more dim, thunder industry fire, more dazzling.

The white figure on the XuanHuo heaven steps was dyed red by blood, and his body was crumbling and full of blood holes.

The violent thunder pierced his body, bone marrow and meridians again and again. All the bones of his body were shattered, and none of them was intact.

Boom!

Suddenly, another thunderbolt broke the bone of his other leg, splashing blood and blurring flesh.

This time, his legs were broken, he fell on the stone steps, pressed the blood in his chest, curled up his phalanx tightly and climbed up slowly.

The ink of the bed is thin and the lips are light. The color of the red lips is all stained by blood. Although the face of juechen is a little down, it is even more sad and beautiful

"Ge'er, wait for uncle Huang to save you..."

In the cold eyes, there is only determination.

Today, he is going to climb up the xuanhuotian terrace!

Every step he climbed left deep bloodstains.

The dark fire is getting hotter and hotter, and the thunderbolt is falling from the sky, destroying the withered and decaying, and sweeping the clouds.

His consciousness, more and more chaotic, the pace is more and more slow, but still holding a trace of faith, slowly up.

His vision is more and more blurred, full of trauma, but far away to see the little girl's voice and smile, a frown cluster.

Song Er, wait for me

Song, wait for me!

Where you pass, there are bloodstains everywhere!

……

Divine world, some family.

An old man was staring at the thunder outside. He was surprised and muttered to himself:

"There are only a thousand thunders falling from the sky, but..."

However, there are more than a thousand battles in front of us.

"Patriarch, shall we stop him?"

The old man nodded, his face showed cunning and ruthless: "keep a low profile, remember to avoid Tianxing Pavilion and demon temple!"

"Yes

The demon temple.

A demon army hurried into the hall: "chief, elder, the demon emperor is going to rise!"

"I know."

The elder on the seat, staring out of the window with a trance of vision, thinking.

He was finally willing to fly.

The demon temple has been waiting for more than 200 years, and finally it is the day when he ascends.

Their demon God is going to be born!

It's just that this skyrocketing disaster is different from the ordinary sky level.

Is

The elder was surprised and said, "hurry up, send someone to the xuanhuotian terrace to have a look. If the demon emperor succeeds in flying up, I will go to the demon temple to congratulate him!"

"Yes

"And..." the elder thought about it, and then added, "keep an eye on it. Don't let those excrement stirring sticks get close to the xuanhuotian steps. Be sure to protect the demon emperor!"

That's the future demon God of their demon temple. You have to protect it well. You can't miss anything.

"Yes