I was hiding in the village and became the Grandmaster of all things!

The shield seemed to be swallowed by the abyss of the night. A thick black fog was wrapped around its surface, tightly wrapping it and completely blending it into the boundless darkness.

In a flash, a dazzling red light cut through the night sky. It was the Nanming Lihuo, which swept over violently with the enthusiasm and arrogance to burn everything.

This flame contained a temperature high enough to melt stars. The space it touched was wailing in distortion and trembling, as if even nothingness itself could not withstand this scorching heat.

"Boom..."

With a deafening roar, the Nanming Lihuo rushed out of the sea like a raging dragon, slamming into the shield shrouded in black fog. The moment the two collided, an earth-shaking energy storm erupted.

This force shook the mountains and rivers, causing the surface of the Twin Lakes to boil, and huge waves surged. The lake water was ruthlessly lifted up and rushed straight into the sky. Then, against the backdrop of the night sky, it turned into drizzle, spreading all over the sky, adding a bit of poignancy and magnificence to the stage of this battle.

"Qiang..."

The phoenix raised its head, and its loud cry pierced the night sky and pointed straight to the horizon.

Under the dark night, the monster's solid shield woven with its tentacles quickly vanished in the raging flames of the Nanming Lihuo, as if it had never existed.

Even the monster's huge body was not spared. Many parts were burned black by the flames, and its tentacles were covered with shocking scars.

"Roar..."

A shrill roar of pain echoed like thunder over the Twin Lakes area, shaking every inch of the land.

Then, the swirling tentacles behind the monster began to stir, intertwining and entwining like a living thing. At the same time, the black mist surrounding the body seemed to respond to some kind of call, surging and converging into a force that could not be underestimated.

In a moment, the black mist merged with the power of the tentacles, extending forward and condensing into an extremely sharp black sword.

As soon as this longsword took shape, it exuded a chilling chill and murderous aura...

The huge black sword was like the deepest nightmare in the night sky, suddenly slashing down at the gorgeous phoenix.

The moment the tip of the sword cut through the air, explosions rang out, like thunder roaring in the ears, shaking every inch of space.

"Qiang..."

The phoenix once again let out a long and high-pitched cry, its voice filled with indomitable spirit and pride.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling Nanming Lihuo appeared out of thin air and floated leisurely in front of it, as if it was the purest fire spirit in the world, silently telling of an ancient and mysterious power.

The Nanming Lihuo rolled gently under the will of the Phoenix, like a dancing silk ribbon, gradually condensing and changing, and finally transformed into a glittering feather fan.

The feather fan spun lightly, and every turn seemed to contain the mysteries of heaven and earth, emitting a heart-pounding high temperature.

At this moment, the feather fan was swung out violently, with an indomitable momentum, heading straight for the ink-black sword.

In an instant, the surging flames came like a raging sea, covering the sky and the earth. Each flame was like an angry fire dragon, roaring and sweeping towards the sword, vowing to completely devour this dark thing in the endless sea of ​​fire.

The flames raged like a raging tide, and in just a moment, they devoured the long sword made of dark mist and twisted tentacles, turning it into a wisp of ash in the void.

Nanming Lihuo, the legendary divine fire, did not stop for a moment because of its initial victory. It seemed to have endless desire and continued its burning journey along the trajectory of black fog and tentacles.

This flame is extraordinary. Once it is ignited, it will be like a cancer attached to the bone and difficult to eradicate.

But in a moment, the monster's huge body was also engulfed in flames. In the light of the fire, its struggle seemed so powerless. No matter what means it used, it could not extinguish the heat that came from ancient mythology.

Along with the aftermath of this devastating blow, the phoenix shadow that once stood proudly in the night sky seemed to have endured a tremendous burden and began to gradually become blurred and illusory, as if it could disappear into the boundless night at any time.

When Lin Tian witnessed this scene, a soft blush quietly appeared on the canvas. The phoenix that was originally flapping its wings to fly seemed to sense something, and suddenly changed direction, diving into the blank scroll next to it, and disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, Lin Tian's face looked a little pale. The battle just now not only consumed his spiritual power, but also exhausted a lot of his mental energy.

Although the monster was licked by flames all over its body, it still stood stubbornly and was not completely swallowed by the raging flames.

Despite the fatigue that was hard to conceal on his face, Lin Tian slowly pulled out an ancient book from an unknown corner.

This is a brand new copy of "Spring and Autumn Annals", with a cover that has a faint sheen. Like the previous picture albums and poetry albums, they are all from Lin Qingzhi's hand, with an indescribable Taoist charm and artistic conception.

With the emergence of the Spring and Autumn Period.

Lin Tian slowly opened the book.

"In the spring of the first year of the king's reign, in the third month, the Duke and Zhu Yifu made an alliance at Mie..."

Lin Tian's voice was low and rhythmic. As he read, dazzling golden characters gradually emerged in the night sky, and each character contained an ancient and mysterious power.

As soon as these golden characters appeared, they were pulled by an invisible gravity and rushed towards the rampaging monster.

"Boom bang bang..."

The monster was trying its best to resist being devoured by the raging flames. However, under the continuous bombardment of the golden text, the originally tightly swirling black fog began to slowly dissipate, as if purified by some unspeakable power.

"Ho ho ho ho..."

The huge monster let out bursts of shrill groans of pain, each of which was like a cold wind piercing the heart, causing ripples of fear to arise involuntarily in people's hearts.

Following a series of thunderous characters, as if carrying a thousand pounds of force, they slammed into the monster's hideous body.

These big characters were not just symbols of words, they were more like sharp blades. Every impact caused the black mist surrounding the monster to churn violently, and eventually completely disintegrate.

The huge black shadow formed by the black fog gradually lost its shape and became illusory under the baptism of the word light, and those tentacles that once waved wildly began to retreat helplessly under the continuous bombardment.

The tentacles that originally surrounded the monster like the devil's hands in the dark night were now slowly retreating towards its core - Ma Weihao's heart.

However, their return journey was not smooth. Before they even touched the body, they were torn apart by an invisible force, like withered branches, falling powerlessly into the dust.

"boom..."

Accompanied by a deafening sound, more than a dozen powerful characters slammed towards the ferocious monster like a punishment from heaven. In an instant, the monster's body exploded and turned into countless small pieces of flesh, scattered all over the ground. The scene was shocking.

Lin Fan and his group reacted quickly. They flashed to the front and steadily supported the shaky Lin Tian. Their concern was beyond words.

"Brother Lin Tian, ​​are you okay?"

Lin Fan asked Lin Tian worriedly.

"It's okay, I'm just a little exhausted." Lin Tian smiled and said to Lin Fan.

"That's good. Come, drink some elixir. You will recover after drinking a little." Lin Fan felt relieved after hearing this.

at this time.

"What on earth is this?"

Just when everyone was in turmoil, Prince Si Qingchuan, who was standing quietly at the side, pointed at a strange existence among the scattered pieces of meat with a sharp gaze, his tone full of disbelief.

Everyone's eyes turned to the direction his finger pointed. There, among scattered pieces of flesh, lay a strange bead, shaped like an eye, which aroused people's imagination.

The outer layer of the beads is covered with a layer of soft white, like the first snow in winter, pure and flawless.

And in this pure white, there is a touch of deep blood red cleverly inlaid, just like the brightest star in the night sky, or like the pupil deep in the eye, quietly telling an unknown story.

Lin Fan walked slowly towards the bead that emitted a strange aura, squatted down gently, and focused his eyes on it.

When viewed from a distance, the bead looks normal, but once you get close, an indescribable, uncomfortable aura quietly spreads, like an undercurrent that makes you feel a chill in your heart.

"Xiao Fan, stay away from me. This is the core of that resentful species."

Qingyue slowly walked forward and tried to persuade Lin Fan.