Chapter 4733

The sky there was bloody red and dark. The earth under my feet also turned into rolling magma. There was a strong smell of blood around. Many black robed people in the temple and monks in Shangshan District fell into the hot magma because they were unprepared. After a short scream, they were burned to ashes. And those who want to fly up are no better. Because there are countless vultures in the sky. The monk's attack couldn't reach the vultures. Even if he cut off the vultures with one sword, the body of the sword would pass through, as if the vultures were just spirits and illusions. But when vultures attack humans, the pain and injury are real. Before long, they were scarred, either forced to fall into the magma, or dismembered by countless vultures. But in this half palace painting, it is not without the slightest way of life. There was a narrow wooden bridge on the rolling magma, which made it difficult to stand on one foot. The wooden bridge leads to the safe side. The fire raised by the magma kept spraying on the wooden bridge, and the bridge body had obvious fire momentum. But this is their only way to live. Because only when they are on the wooden bridge, the vultures will not fly down to attack, and they will not be engulfed by the magma. So the survivors all scrambled to the wooden bridge. In order to survive, the friends who used to be brothers and flattered all became their obstacles. They wanted to kill them. However, in terms of strength, these people have no ability to compare with the Jiuli envoys. So soon, all the people who came with the nine Li envoys, whether they were Temple envoys or high-level monks in Shangshan District, were kicked out of the tumbling magma. Only the nine people held the wooden bridge tightly and tried to climb this side. But the wooden bridge is much longer than the eye can see. As time went on, the tongue of fire began to roll up the wooden bridge and burn their bodies. Originally, the monks of xianzun level were not afraid of any fire at all. Even if [Jinwu Huojing] does not evolve into a perfect form, it will cause them a little slight injury at most. But the flames in the magma are very different. When the nine Li emissary was touched by the fire, he immediately sent out a painful howl. They tried their best to fight against the flames, the spells, the supernatural power, the divine power, but they were useless. The sound of zilala's skin being burnt came from the opposite side. Seeing this scene, Miao an and others widened their eyes and couldn't help laughing. Laughing and laughing, they cried again. It was not until this moment that their fear and feeling of being dominated completely disappeared. As for the other people in xiazhong District, looking at the eyes of Muyan and Chu Mo Li, there was no doubt, only crazy worship and awe. They are indeed messengers sent by the sun god. They are more powerful than the nine Li envoys, and can also give them strength. It is self-evident to choose who to follow in the future“ At the end of the painting is bloody hell“ This end of the painting is jubilant and peaceful. Chu Mo Li even took out the script again, and continued to look with relish in the bright moonlight. This let Mu Yan's corners of the mouth can't help smoking. She's just trying to come over and see what stories can be so addictive“ "Painting" on the other side of the nine Li emissary but finally unable to hold up, cried out: "little master, little master, spare my life! I've been waiting for a mistake. Please spare us