Covering the sky: Starting from the Golden Crow of the Holy Cliff

Chapter 30 Void Swallowing Flame
There was a sound of shattering, and the sky suddenly cracked, and then two figures of gods and demons rushed out. Before the people arrived, the mark came first, and pieces of light feathers like dreams rushed out and floated in the void.

The other two kings are coming!
The battle between Yan Ming and the Queen Ancestor seemed long, but in fact it was only a few breaths, which was astonishingly fast.

Yan Ming's eyes were cold, and he opened his mouth and spit out a stream of innate fire. In an instant, the flames intertwined into "thousands of threads", turning into a divine chain of order, and evolving into a "sea of ​​Tao", blocking the green hand.

"Buzz!"

The bright knife light split the laws, extremely sharp, and when it collided with the power of the flying fairy, it was like a mountain torrent, and suddenly rushed up and collided with the crystal white feather that flooded the sky and the earth.

The void exploded, and a terrifying demon shadow came out with a knife in his hand. His fighting spirit soared into the sky, and with just one blow he shattered the Lihuo Daotu and killed him.

This is an ancient king who is close to the ninth level of the Holy Way. Black mist is spreading all over his body, emitting unparalleled and majestic power, and overwhelming all directions.

"If you kill me, you are a descendant of the Eight Divine Generals. Even God cannot save you." He was cold and terrifying. A green lamp appeared between his eyebrows. A small man was sitting cross-legged on the wick, surrounded by ghostly fire.

This fire was strange and powerful, and for a moment it actually suppressed the true flame of the sun! (Chapter 1713 of Shading Heaven, the third god general, the fire of the Phantom Demon God's bloodline, was said to be transformed from the destructive force of the Creation Era)
As soon as Yan Mingshi came into contact, he was instantly at a disadvantage. Even a powerful Feixian Jue could not show its power. He was soaked in the evil spirit, and the fairy feathers that bloomed out of him became dim and withered.

"It's the Ghost Demon Ancestor King."

There was a hopeful and cruel light in Zi Feng's eyes. One of the two kings who came to help was from the Seventh Heaven, and the other was a descendant of the Ghost Demon General, with the invincible blood of ancient times flowing in his veins.

With the combined efforts of the two, this fire spirit will definitely die!
But things don't always go as planned. As Yan Ming distanced himself, the golden crow's shadow behind him let out a crow's cry, and the situation on the battle changed instantly.

The Queen Ancestor's eyes trembled and her face turned pale. She saw the thing she least wanted to see.

"boom!"

Yan Ming roared loudly, and the void around him twisted. The traces of the Great Dao became thousands of mountains and countless lines, and his divine power surged like the ocean.

The next moment, a cluster of thick black light burst out from above his head, the Heaven-Swallowing Pot lingered in chaos, attracting the true fire of the sun, and thousands of feet of silk ribbons flowed down.

"It's over, he actually has the weapons of ancient gods!" The fair and beautiful face of the Queen Ancestor was full of despair, knowing that there would be no accidents.

The supreme divine power that was unrivaled in the heavens and on the earth roared and surged, instantly suppressing the laws of the small world and making them fall, becoming the only one in this world!

When the emperor's might appears, who can contend with him?

The so-called ancient ancestor king was like fish on a sticky board, suppressed by a flip of the hand without causing any ripples.

"This is the power of the imperial weapon!" Yan Ming's pupils moved slightly, and his heart was very uneasy.

The ghost demon beast had a powerful bloodline and was considered a formidable enemy, but it was extremely weak under the Heaven-Devouring Demon Pot. It wailed and revealed its true form, leaving itself to be slaughtered.

Faced with Yan Ming's configuration, even the Saint King would be in danger of death.

Only the Great Sage can temporarily avoid the attack and escape unscathed.

Sorting out the mixed thoughts in his mind, Yan Ming looked down at the two suppressed ancient ancestor kings, his eyes slightly cold.

"There are only four kings in Purple Mountain? That number is wrong."

Including the twenty-four-winged old king who was about to become a Taoist who was taken away before, there are only four ancient ancestor kings.

The number of ancestral kings under the command of Prince Zhongtian of Zhatian is at least seven.

The descendant of the Silver Phoenix under him has obvious characteristics. He took action when the various sects first attacked Zishan, killing many people. Later, he blocked the door of Yaochi and brought back the source stone that contained the Prince of Heaven. He was killed by the Silkworm Girl during the Conference of All Races and had a miserable ending.

The old king of the Wing Clan was killed by Ye, Duan and the old blind man.

In addition, after the death of the Emperor's son, five ancient kings emerged from the Eight Divine Generals. Later, because their backer, the Great Sage Kunzhou, was destroyed, these five kings were all killed.

"Where are the other three kings?" Yan Ming took action, captured the Seventh Heaven Ancestral King, and asked coldly.

"Kill my Eight Gods..." The latter didn't answer at all and started to curse.

"Keng!"

Yan Ming's eyes were cold, and the chain of laws fell, tearing out the soul of the ancient ancestor king, and then he pulled it violently.

With an extremely shrill scream, the Ancestral King's soul was shattered into countless pieces, and brilliant light flowed down, carrying a faint trace of soul blood.

As for the holy corpse, it fell into the Great Dao Treasure Bottle and the remaining essence was squeezed out.

"continue."

After Yan Ming finished searching the shattered soul, he instantly captured a member of the ancient tribe who was in the semi-saint realm and asked him questions.

The latter left the Holy Dao Field, his expression furious, and was about to speak when Yan Ming pointed his finger and forcibly searched his soul with brutal methods, not caring whether he lived or died. ...

This is a disaster!
The Sage of the Last Dharma came with the ultimate weapon, and the Ancient Emperor Mountain lineage, which had been suppressed by Wu Shi, was completely unable to resist.

Their background is either dead or fleeing.

The astonishingly powerful ancient formation was shattered by Emperor Wu Shi with one hand!

The only remaining forbidden weapon of the Emperor was taken away by the fifth generation Yuan Tianshi Zhang Lin!
The cause and effect of the current scene of blood flowing like a river lies primarily with the Great Emperor Wu Shi!

The latter suppressed the Immortal Taoist and made the supreme backer of the Emperor's lineage disappear.

The second is the Immortal Queen!
Before she fled to the starry sky, she used the Phoenix Nest to sweep away most of the assets left by her ex-husband, and did not even leave a Saint King-level existence for the Prince of Heaven.

This stepmother did not take care of the prince at all, causing him to go into exile and be found by Master Yuan Tianshi.

Of the heritage left by the Immortal Emperor, 90% was swept away by the Queen Mother, excluding the portion suppressed by the Beginningless Emperor.

Some of these divine objects are extremely important, such as the extremely secret weapon, the Emperor's Drum, which can rival the emperor's soldiers. If the emperor's son has this object to protect him, he will most likely be active until the quasi-emperor period.

After all, Wu Shi has always had a history of bullying orphans and widows.

But this widowed mother was not much better. When disaster struck, she ran away with her ex-husband's property and didn't care about the life or death of the emperor's son at all.

It really doesn’t matter if they are not your biological children.

The Queen of Heaven can be said to be an outstanding representative of awakened women in ancient times!
……

The divine blood kept dripping as Yan Ming killed eighteen members of the ancient Zhan Dao clan in a row. The entire Pure Land was filled with gloom and desolation.

In the end, he reached out and grabbed the only remaining Ghost Demon King, without even asking any questions, and searched his soul directly.

The phoenix trembled at the sight of such cruel means. She tried to resist, but was suppressed instantly. Her beautiful and slender neck was forced down by a big hand, and the divine light splashed away, so she couldn't lift it up at all.

In her immortal place, the purple little man was engulfed in the true fire of the sun, and his body was burned by the flames, which was a torture.

"If it weren't for your decent appearance, do you think you can survive?!" The Fire Spirit only said one word, and the female ancestor queen felt cold all over. Her mind was shocked and she crawled on the ground.

Yan Ming looked indifferent, because he knew how rampant this woman was.

Before the Yaochi Assembly, she demanded that the monkey kneel down and apologize, showing contempt for everything and being extremely domineering. Later, she encountered the even more domineering Goddess of Silkworms, and her life came to an abrupt end, her soul shattered.

As the second corpse of the ancient ancestor king flew into the Dao Treasure Bottle, Yan Ming stood up.

Above his head, the Shenhen Heart Lamp was shining brightly, tightly wrapped by three innate Dao diagrams.

The above is the Sky-Swallowing Demon Talisman!

The middle one is the Fire Divine Talisman!

Below is the heart lamp pattern!

After the holy corpse sank into the Dao treasure bottle, it quickly melted, its essence was absorbed, and then it fell into the flames. After a layer of burning, it slowly flowed into the Yang lamp.

At the same time, the sun fire in the purple lamp floated, wrapped around the cluster of black flames, and slowly swallowed them.

Yan Ming did not completely switch to practicing the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art, but instead regarded his own fire body as a treasure bottle of the Great Dao, melting all the laws and the Tao, and chose this special mode of practice.

Naturally, the efficiency of doing this is not as good as that of an orthodox inheritor of magic skills.

But Yan Ming didn't care. It would be fine if he went slowly, as long as he didn't fall into the pit.

He is an innate fire spirit, so he just needs to strengthen the original true fire step by step. If he really follows the old ways, his path will be over.

As the Phantom Demonic Fire was devoured, the flame on the Divine Mark Purple Gold Lamp was covered with a layer of black, and its aura became a little stronger, while also having the effect of corroding the essence and soul of living beings.

Yan Ming pursed his lips slightly, and he should be the first one to master the Way of Fire and the Way of Devouring in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

He is the Holy Spirit of the Fire Clan and has also practiced the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art. In the past 200,000 years, he is the only one who meets these two conditions.

One day, the origin of Yan Ming's true solar fire may become as black as ink and no longer sacred. At that time, he can change his name.

"I think the Void Devouring Flame is pretty good..."

(End of this chapter)