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"The eight great Lord God s of wind, fire, lightning, water, earth, wood, light and darkness, due to the fact that their souls were indestructible and merged with this space, that person had no other choice but to seal them away. And I, am the Fire God, sealed within this hell's flames, and will never be able to leave. "

The flaming figure let out a few hollow laughs. There was unwillingness and helplessness contained within it, as well as a trace of fear that was hidden deep within. His gaze swept across the crowd and he laughed again, "However, there's a slight chance that you guys have come to this place. You might be able to save me. Although I can't recover and I can't leave the seal too far, it's still better than staying here for thousands of years! "

Lan Feng pondered for a moment, and said: "How can we help you? Besides, how can I trust you? Or perhaps, after we save you, you will be able to kill us all. "

The figure laughed and said, "Although our divine body is no longer here, and our souls are sealed, and our strength is not even one percent of what it was back then, killing you is still as easy as pie." As a former Lord God, do you think I would lie to you? Was it necessary? The Lord God has always had her own dignity, and even if there was only her soul, she would not do such a despicable thing! "

Looking at the large floating flames on the dome, Lan Feng had no choice but to admit this fact. The opponent's strength was not something that his group could contend against. The real Lord God was a thousand times stronger than the current Lord God. Their souls were indestructible, and their power was beyond imagination!

Looking at his expression, he smiled and turned, pointing towards the throne that was embedded with beautiful crystals and jade at the opposite side of the palace: "There is a treasure sword hidden in the throne, it is the weapon that I used all those years ago, but it is impossible for me to pull it out by myself, as long as you can pull it out, I can leave."

As he spoke, an ear-piercing creak sounded, and a small crack appeared in the center of the throne. Soon after, a terrifying amount of Earth Fire Essence and Sword Qi soared into the sky, turning into a golden red pillar of light that slowly rose into the air.

First, it was the hilt, the fiery-red hilt, and the layer of faint flame that slowly circulated. With the appearance of the sword hilt, everyone felt it difficult to breathe. They couldn't speak or move, as if they had lost the ability to move. Time seemed to pass by very quickly, but at the same time, it seemed as though a few centuries had passed by. Finally, the sword finally appeared halfway before it finally came to a stop.

Fire Elemental God was a little out of breath, and anxiously said: "I will control the divine flame on the sword, the strongest amongst you, quickly go and pull out the sword! Titan, you go first.

Tantai immediately ran to the front of the throne, his entire body surging with extremely dense sets of gray-white divine powers. With a loud roar, his body instantly turned into a height of over fifty meters. Only in his original form would his strength be displayed to the greatest extent, whether in terms of physical strength or divine ability.

With his back bent, he held that treasured sword that looked like an embroidery needle compared to his own. The muscles on both of his arms gathered together as he roared once again, causing the entire palace to buzz.

A trace of deep red appeared on his skin. Surging divine might swept up tiny wind pillars around his body, tearing the air apart. The treasured sword was only raised by an inch or so. Finally, he shook his head and sighed as he retracted his divine might. The treasured sword once again shrank by an inch or so.

Tantai shook his head and said helplessly: "I can't do it, if I don't reach the power of a in the upper echelons, there's no way I can pull it out."

was now an inch away from Tantai. He was only able to pull out less than twenty percent before he fell to the ground. The group of Purple Stage Expert tried it once, and at most only pulled out about two points, while the experts of the early and middle stage of the Purple Stage could not even move one bit.

Just as Lan Feng was about to take action, he saw an old mage rush forward anxiously with his sleeves rolled up, shouting loudly: "Why can't you pull out a sword? "This is really weird, I really want to see what's so weird about it."

This was a Blue Stage Magician, he came from the Dragon Wind Empire's army, and it was just a try anyways. Everyone felt it was funny seeing him like this, so they waited for him to also sit down.

The old mage walked to the front of the throne, and his magic power soared like never before. His two hands held onto a dark red flame. The flame formed into a big hand that grabbed at the treasured sword. It raised it with all its might and a shocking scene appeared. With a swoosh, the sword was pulled out by more than two inches.

"How is this possible!" Lan Feng was shocked, and shouted again and again, "Senior, do your best! "Pull!"

Even Tantai was only able to pull up one inch, but he, a Magician of the Blue Stage, had pulled up more than two inches. The reason was temporarily ignored. Everyone only wanted to see another miracle happen.

Old Magician poured in all her energy and the treasure sword continued to rise at an extremely slow speed.

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When they finally rose about two and a half inches, the old Magician plopped down, breathing heavily from her mouth as she sighed, "I can't take it anymore! "I can't take it anymore! Aiyah, my old bones are about to break!"

The two experts from Dragon Wind Empire quickly supported him to the side. Their eyes were filled with joy, as if they were talking about how strong the experts from Dragon Wind Empire were. Everyone was a little dissatisfied. They all rushed forward to give it a try, before retreating one by one.

However, as he continued with his attempts, Lan Feng slowly discovered a rule, "As long as it's a fire attribute Magician, it can easily pull out many treasured swords. Could it be that this sword requires a fire attribute Magician to be unsheathed? It's a pity that amongst the ten Senior Purple Stage s, none of them cultivate fire magic, otherwise … "

"Lan Feng!" Shawk moved closer and whispered, "Do you still remember? Back then when we were forging the sword in Yunjian City, Gu Luosi was even shocked by the flame you released. Since it is a fire attribute Magician that has a special effect when pulling the sword, why don't you go and try it! "

When he mentioned Gu Luosi, Lan Feng actually did not think about the problem of drawing the sword, but felt extremely guilty.

That was his own master, and it had been so long since he visited Ye Xiao. Furthermore, after the incident where the ghost possessed the His Majesty Marder, he went to the Yunjian City to gather the mercenary group. If he couldn't gather even once in the same city, his master would definitely be sad.

"I have no excuse. Although I have been busy these past few years, how long can I visit him?" "It's my own carelessness. When this matter is over, I will definitely ask for his forgiveness." "You … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you ….

Lan Feng secretly thought, his brows knitted together. After a long while, he secretly sighed, and looked at the treasured sword on the throne.

All the people present were the elite experts of the continent. Each of them had extraordinary talent, so they were naturally not stupid. After this period of experimentation, he was able to see that the drawing of a sword had something to do with fire magic. Unfortunately, all of the fire attribute Magician had tried to pull out three inches at the most. For a sword body that was two feet long that had sunk into a throne, this was still too little.

He held the Sacred Flame in his hand and made a hand seal. Then, he started to circulate his zhen qi in the shanzhong acupoint. A mass of red flame rose from within the acupoint. On the other side, the Nine Yang True Fire was agile. Along with the True Qi, it converged at the Shanzhong acupoint and then intertwined with the ball of holy fire. It intertwined and twisted before finally transforming into a deep purple colored flame.

He followed the path of his meridians, and only stopped when he reached the acupoints in his palms. At this time, his hands were covered in two clusters of scorching dark purple true flames.

Both of his hands on the sword hilt, he only heard Lan Feng's loud shout, as the Dragon Elephant Achievement that strengthened his body also erupted, and his entire body was covered in a layer of white light. He used all his strength to lift it up, and a series of ear-piercing sounds of swords and thrones rubbing against each other sounded out. In front of everyone's shocked eyes, the treasure sword was pulled up to eight inches!

"Oh my god!" Shawk muttered a few sentences, and then screamed: "Lan Feng, do your best! Go all out, go all out! "

Lan Feng had a bitter knowledge. After his hands came into contact with the sword, following the appearance of the flames, he could feel a kind of homologous affinity with it. The treasured sword of the Fire Elemental God belonged to the fire attribute. This was the reason why the fire attribute Magician had such an absolute advantage over others.

His two types of Primordial Flames were originally very powerful. Once the two fused, their might would become even greater. The True Fire was too little. It was impossible to use it for attacks, but in terms of purity and temperature, even the strongest fire-type forbidden spell was far inferior. This was also the reason why he was able to pull his treasured sword out eight inches.

However, it was only eight inches, and he didn't even have a sliver of strength left. The current intensity of his True Fire was already his limit.

Eight inches. Compared to the people before him, he was the closest to a two feet sword body. But since he was close, even if he risked his life to not release his source energy, he still could not pull out the remaining foot.

Just at this time, Shawk shouted loudly: "Lan Feng! If you use your energy to ignite the primordial flames, you will definitely be able to pull it out! Oh my god! You actually forgot about that energy? "

His heart froze for a moment, then he was overjoyed. The center of his Dantian erupted with a light green light that was not even the size of a sesame seed.

It was completely different from true energy, but it was superior to true energy, battle qi, and magic power. Even the special energy that was inferior to divine power was transformed into a wisp of invisible true fire. The True Fire was milky white, and was only the size of a needle, but when it went through the meridians, Lan Feng released a miserable scream.

Pain!

A heart-piercing pain. It was as if ten thousand iron tribulations were dancing inside the meridian channels where the True Fire passed through.

Just then, the Fire Elemental God let out a loud roar, "That's the energy! Who the hell are you? That's the kind of energy that was used by that person back then.

A huge amount of pure fire elements formed a hurricane as they rushed towards Lan Feng. Everyone could only hear his voice, and even Tantai did not have the chance to rescue him!

On the other side, Lan Feng was already dizzy from the pain, he did not even notice the roaring and attack of the Fire Elemental God, he only had one last clear thought in his heart — — Use this True Fire to pull out the sword!

The milky-white True Fire shot out from the Shan Zhong acupoint to the palm of his hand. Along the way, it passed through many meridians, and Lan Feng was unable to endure the piercing pain as he spat out a large mouthful of blood. At almost the same time, a true flame was instilled into his palm. With all his strength, he pulled it out. Accompanied by a loud and clear cry, a dazzling light shot out!