Starting from the Greyhound, seventy-two changes.

Thousands of feet high peaks pierce through the sea of ​​clouds, and the mountain body looks like a red-forged divine weapon, covered with scarlet divine patterns, and magma rushes along these rune gullies to form a river.

Finally, it turned into a waterfall of sky fire and fell into a lake of fire.

Under this waterfall, amidst the endless steaming flames, there is a man with a naked upper body, sitting cross-legged under the waterfall, enduring the cleansing of the fire of the entire holy land.

This is the Huode Sect, one of the ten holy places for cultivation in the Yuan Kingdom.

There was a cluster of golden-red flames between the man's eyebrows, dancing vividly as if with a spirit, adding a lot of mythical temperament to the man.

Raised.

The man opened his eyes, and the outline of a black-haired boy was reflected in the depths of his eyes. The picture stayed at the moment when eight bronze chains pierced through his body.

"My divine fire clone was actually killed by someone!"

The man was Xiao Li himself.

He suddenly stood up from under the Skyfire Waterfall, his expression filled with shock, anger and disbelief:

"The chain, and..."

At this moment, the only things left in his mind were the fragmented images from the final feedback from the mental connection with the divine fire clone.

Even with the incomplete picture, he could feel the helplessness of the Divine Fire clone under the eight chains.

It seemed as if the power of the Six Flames True Fire was born to restrain him.

The most important thing is that he finally saw the flash of gold and silver in the boy's eyes...

"Those eight chains were not the key means for him to kill my clone. The key blow seemed to come from his left eye..."

Thoughts surged in Xiao Li's mind like the ocean, and he seemed to have thought of something quickly.

He looked up suddenly.

Looking at the alchemy furnace hanging above the holy land that looked like the sun:
"Could it be?"

He immediately disappeared from the Skyfire Waterfall and headed towards the top of the mountain.

Wherever you go.

Tens of thousands of practitioners from the Huode Sect all bowed in awe and worshiped:

"True inheritance!"

"chief!"

When Xiao Li's fire light streaked across the Huode Sect Mountain like a meteor, the disciples began to talk in whispers:

"What happened? The Chief seems to be very angry and furious?"

"A few months ago, the coalition forces asked the chief to go to the enemy country Daji to perform a mission. At that time, the chief's real body was still in seclusion, and I heard that he sent one of his three great divine fire clones to go there. Now... there is such a commotion. Could it be that something went wrong in Daji?"

"Impossible. Even within the borders of our Great Yuan, not many people can contend with Chief Senior Brother's divine fire clone, let alone those reckless men of the Ji Kingdom?"

"Then this..."

Amid the discussions of the disciples of Huode Sect.

Xiao Li's body had already reached the alchemy furnace on the top of the mountain that was like the sun, and he was about to step into it.

"Wait a minute..." In front of the alchemy furnace, there were two burly old monks with white hair and beards. After seeing Xiao Li, they said solemnly: "Chief, even if it is you, you cannot easily enter here without the permission of the ancestor."

Xiao Li said in a deep voice: "Then you should spread the word now, saying that the disciple's Six Flames True Fire was broken by an eye, and that he needs to pay homage to the ancestor's will and ask for guidance."

"what?"

The two burly old men changed color slightly.

I realized that this matter is not simple.

But he still took a deep breath and said:

"We will report it to you immediately, but the last time the ancestor's will manifested itself was three hundred years ago, so it may not appear this time."

"Thank you."

Xiao Li waited there.

........................

On Shenwu Mountain.

huh~~~
As Xiao Li's divine fire clone dissipated between heaven and earth, a twelfth-level evil spirit appeared in Chen Ku's transformation diagram.

The violent air currents between heaven and earth are still raging.

But the students of Shenwu Mountain below, the coaches in the main hall, and the four experienced warriors who were determined to die and came to form the formation, all looked shocked.

The incarnation of the chief disciple of the Huode Sect, who swept across the younger generation of the Shenwu Mountain like an invincible god, was unexpectedly killed by the young man in black.

[If there is a Nangong Jiujie who wants to harm the master, you can obtain the twelve realms of evil spirits by killing him.]

[There is a person named Baili Jin who wants to harm the master. If you kill him, you will get the evil spirit of the twelve realms.] [There is a person named Xuan Gu who wants to harm the master. If you kill him, you will get the evil spirit of the twelve realms.]

[Song Handeng wants to harm the master. Kill him to obtain the twelve realms of evil spirits.]

Almost at the same time, these four experienced Qi warriors at the twelfth realm looked at the young man in black in the sky and burst out with undisguised murderous intent.

"This boy is the hope of Shenwu Mountain. Great, he can even easily kill Xiao Li, the chief clone of Huode Sect. If he were to go to the battlefield, I wonder how many young descendants of my sect would be killed by him."

"Such a Ji State monster must never be allowed to step onto the battlefield!"

"That's right. The four of us old fellows were already only one breath away from death. Although we have to maintain the Thirteen Yang Sealing Formation now, we can still burst out with one attack!"

“Needless to say, this Thirteen Sealing Yang Formation can’t be maintained for long. I originally thought that after the formation ended, I would do my best to kill as many young students as possible and let them die with me. Now it seems that if I can take Chen Ku away before I die, it will be worth killing all the other young people combined!”

"Take action!"

Almost in the blink of an eye, four experienced Qi masters attacked at the same time, each of them made hand gestures, and their already snow-white hair suddenly burst into flames.

"Oh no! These four old pigs are going to team up to deliver the final blow to Chen Ku!"

Zu Dengfeng, who was trapped in the formation, roared:

"Quick, join forces to break the formation. If they take action, it will definitely affect the formation!"

The other temple bishops were also very anxious.

I dare not imagine what would happen if they lost Chen Ku, their hope.

After all, although Chen Ku was able to kill Xiao Li's twelfth-level divine fire clone head-on with his tenth-level cultivation, facing the joint attack of four Qigong masters, even a thirteenth-level warrior would not dare to confront them head-on!
boom! !

All the coaches and senior masters in the hall simultaneously displayed their unique skills and magical abilities to bombard the formation, causing it to become shaky.

In front of Chen Ku, four terrifying phantoms of magical weapons appeared.

An astrolabe, a fishing rod, an animal bone, and a book.

All of them burst out with heavenly thunder and lightning, which was a unique characteristic of Qigong practice that could only appear in the twelfth realm of Qigong practitioners, the 'tribulation period'. It was a law blessed by heaven and earth, and once it was used, it was a fatal blow.

Chen Ku's pupils also contracted violently.

Before the four old guys took action, they were reminded of the change diagram, so they were already prepared and had no intention of resisting.

The drought god airspace beneath his feet expanded to its limit.

The body instantly became ethereal.

Of course...

But I saw the needle of the compass moving.

The space surrounding Chen Ku was actually frozen.

Chen Ku made up his mind and prepared to escape directly into the world of the King of Heroes.

But at this time.

A token flew out directly from the entrance of the martial arts world of Shenwu Mountain, and from it emerged a middle-aged man covered in a bright yellow python robe.

The man had gray hair on his temples and wore a purple gold crown on his head. He took a step forward and appeared in front of Chen Ku.

"Who is that?" In the hall, Zu Dengfeng and others were shocked and confused. They did not recognize this middle-aged man in imperial robes who suddenly appeared from the world of martial arts.

However, the four experienced warriors surrounding the hall suddenly changed color and cried out in shock:

“Yang Han!!”

Yang Han?

Chen Ku was also startled when he saw the middle-aged man in imperial robes who suddenly appeared in front of him. Wasn't this the third brother of the current Emperor Ji?

However, the middle-aged man in imperial robes slowly punched at the four phantoms of magic weapons in front of him.

One punch.

Between heaven and earth, there appeared a feeling that all the energy of the entire universe was controlled by him.

That is the will of peerless martial arts!

Occupied the world!
Even Chen Ku's spirit seemed to be affected by this will.

"This punch..."

With one punch, the four phantoms of the magic weapons were instantly blown up like paper toys. Then, the vitality of heaven and earth began to churn.

It was as if the heaven and earth formed a wave and turned upside down.

It struck the four experienced warriors standing on the four sides of the hall.

"Ah... Yang Han... you..."

boom!boom!boom!boom!
The four experienced Qigong masters at the twelfth level didn't even have time to say their last words before they were crushed and exploded by the terrifying fist wind. Even their souls exploded instantly. (End of this chapter)