"Xiaoxuan, come with me."

During the melee, the Divine Vine Tree seemed to be transcendent above everyone. With a long sleeve, she separated a road among the war-torn crowd and flew straight into the city. On both sides, a group of exiles with ferocious expressions dared to glar at each other, but did not dare to come forward to provoke. They could all feel the extremely terrifying power of the Divine Vine Tree.

"Senior Shen Teng, where are we going?"

I carried the Immortal Bone Sword and followed me all the way.

"The Palace of Fire."

The figure of the Divine Vine Tree floated away, sweeping hundreds of feet. Fortunately, after I entered the sword saint realm, I also increased my speed a lot, and I used the Vermillion Bird's body technique to follow. At the end of the street, a group of exiles with at least the strength of the lower saint were covered in armor, holding swords, and cloaks behind me, guarding in front of a palace with an angry face.

This palace was not built for humans. Although it was magnificent, it was not big, only a hundred feet in size. Stone pillars emitting blood-colored light rose into the sky, guarding a huge stove in the center. Some crystals were burning in the stove, including blood spirit crystals, and some crystals in the lower realm. After the crystals were burned, the energy generated soared into the sky and was sacrificed into a ray of rays of rays of rays.

So that's it. The source of spiritual energy in the Tort Fire World is the huge stove in the Tort Fire Hall!

"The torch furnace..."

The Kan Tengshu took a deep breath and said, "You really exist."

"Boy, get out of here immediately. You are not qualified to step into the Tort Hall!"

Dozens of saint-level exile guards roared, their swords were unsheathed, and they pointed straight at me and the divine vine tree. Their voices trembled and their hearts were trembling. In fact, they were already extremely frightened. The discovery of the Torthouse Hall was a catastrophe for the exiles.

The Divine Vine Tree's eyes were faint and she said, "Xiaoxuan, destroying the torch furnace, do you have the courage to do this?"

"How many people will die?"

"People in this torch world may die." Shen Tengshu sighed: "Perhaps, millions of people will wither slowly because of the lack of sunlight, and all creatures in this torch world will be silent."

I couldn't help but be stunned. The consequences were so great that I destroyed a torch furnace.

"What, can't you bear it?" said the Shen Tengshu.

"No."

I shook my head, my eyes gradually became firm, and said, "The exile could have been passed down from generation to generation in the torch world and reproduced forever, but they were determined to be enemies with the upper realm and wanted to slaughter billions of creatures in the upper realm. The aggression of this race is too strong. Before we do not have enough strength to restrain them, completely killing is the only way."

The Divine Vine Tree actually praised it and said, "Then do it."

"Um!"

I stepped forward with the Immortal Bone Sword in my hand, and the power of the sword saint realm in my body began to explode one by one. The entire inner world seemed to be lit little by little. Thirty-six holy veins burst out with light, and the shadow of the four-level sword soul lingers around the Immortal Bone Sword, like a sword god coming to exile, with an invincible aura.

"Stupid brat!"

A group of guards were shocked and scared: "No matter what your origin is, would you dare to challenge so many of us saints alone?"

I didn't say anything, and suddenly slashed down with a high sword. The Immortal Bone Sword swept across all the rules. Strands of golden avenue rules chains stretched like chains, bursting out the rule power of the collapse of the avenue. The sword fell into the crowd. The three people who were the first to be hit suddenly turned into blood witches and exploded. The rest were almost swept away, and all of them stumbled away. When they turned over and wanted to resist, the Divine Vine Tree had already taken action. Dozens of vines broke out of the air while raising their hands.

"Shit ~~~"

Each tender golden branch penetrated straight through the eyebrows of a banisher guard, and brought out a ray of blood and killed it directly. The attack of the Divine Vine Tree was much more ruthless than that of me.

I couldn't help but be shocked: "Senior Shen Tengshu, have you said that you don't interfere in the war in the human world? Why is it more decisive to kill people now than me?"

“There is cause and effect between me and them.”

The Divine Vine Tree's voice was calm: "At the time, the collapse of the Immortal World had an unshirkable responsibility for exile. You should have seen those past scenes at the forbidden altar."

"Um."

In my mind, I recalled the battle of the ancient Xuanhe River, taboos, wars between great sages that I saw in the Order Altar, and even people from the Immortal Realm appeared. In that war, a holy tree participated in the war and was later severely damaged by the Demonic Way. If I guessed it wrong, the tree should be the predecessor of the Divine Vine Tree, and Chu Xingyun was in the Demonic Way. He was the ancestor of the exiled place, very vicious, and was eventually exiled forever and sealed in the Orange Sun.

At this moment, I really want to ask the Divine Vine Tree whether it is the legendary World Tree.

But the Divine Vine Tree seemed to have noticed my thoughts and said, "For the future, let's talk about it later, quickly destroy the torch furnace. Our time is not long. Once the Ruzun and others gather together the tyrants from the exile land to fight, we may not be able to gain a advantage."

"Um."

I raised my brows and turned around immediately. Thousands of sharp sword intents burst out from my whole body and slashed into the torch furnace. The huge furnace seemed to be punished by heaven. The regular spiritual patterns that formed the furnace were shattered one by one, like a big pot, and cracks continued to appear. The flames inside soared into the sky. With a blink of an eye, the torch furnace collapsed, and the storm of the sky began to dim quickly.

This world of torch was ruined!

...

It seemed as if they felt the changes in the Tomb-fire Hall, and the exiles fighting outside all showed a confused look. They looked at the sky-storming fire in the Tomb-fire Hall, couldn't help but feel sad, and knelt on the ground and burst into tears.

"Destroyed, everything is ruined..."

"Why... Why is God treating us prisoners who are imprisoned in the torch world like this? Isn't imprisonment for thousands of years, ten thousand years, enough?!"

"Kill...kill the invader!"

Everyone's eyes were blood-red, and their true ferocity was revealed.

"Walk."

The divine vine tree turned into a ray of light and suddenly rushed out. Thirteen tender branches grew from the sleeves of the robe, directly entangling the saints in the fierce battle. Then, they rushed out of the torch world at an unimaginable speed. Just as we rushed out of the mirror world, the divine vine tree recited an obscure spell and suddenly opened its palms and slapped at the torch world.

"Peng~~~"

The glory was turbulent, and golden seal symbols appeared on the edge of the torch world, just like a mirror sealing. In the blink of an eye, these talisman seals were integrated together, completely cutting off the connection between the torch world and the outside world. It seems that the Divine Vine Tree did not intend to solve these exiles with his own hands, but chose to let them slowly die out themselves.

Dongfang Wan sacrificed the Tianxin Sword and carried everyone. There was a faint loss in her beautiful eyes and said, "A world of torch is destroyed like this. In this battle, we have eliminated 10% of the troops in the exiled land."

“That’s not enough.”

Wu Sheng Yue Tian said: "The ten torch worlds are connected to each other. Even if only one is left, they will rekindle. Don't forget how cruel the Confucian master, the Demon master, and the Blood Master are. They are never ruthless in our upper realm. After the Battle of Wushan, more than ten million civilians were slaughtered, and this account is not over yet."

"That's right."

Shangguan Nanfeng said: "The demons in the exile land are not worthy of any sympathy or sympathy."

"The next world of torch has set out."

Dongfang Wan is not a kind man and a trustworthy woman. If she had no decisive skills, she would probably not be able to sit firmly on the throne. For the Tianxin Empire, the covetousness of neighboring countries is a trivial matter, and the threat from the exile land is the most deadly.

...

The exile land is a dark world, and even the clouds are black.

The Tianxin Sword pierced through the iron wall-like clouds and even hit the light splashing from the stars. The composition rules of these clouds are absolutely different from those of the upper realm. Between the mountains, the streams rotated, and grains of stream water, like ink dots, soared into the sky as if they were separated from gravity. The "dangdang" hit the Tianxin Sword, and the sound of a sonorous sound sounded.

This exile place is indeed dangerous and ordinary people cannot survive at all. No wonder the exiles of all ages have built ten torch worlds. The terrifying climate outside is probably only the strongest of the middle saints or above to adapt. If they survive, those with a weaker strength will die long ago.

"arrive!"

A bright light came from a ray of light, and a lonely peak of thousands of feet rose into the sky. The top of the lonely peak was shining with light, as if it was shining with bright sunlight. Another world of torch. In the distance, I opened the sword-do divine eyes and had already gained insight into the aura in the torch world. The strongest man had the cultivation level comparable to the titled saint.

"There is a very powerful exile."

Dongfang Wan said: "Once you enter, please suppress them as soon as possible, so as not to cause unnecessary losses to us."

Shangguan Nanfeng, Shangguan Ziyi nodded: "Yes."

"Swish--"

The Tianxin Sword directly penetrated into the torch world. As expected, the other party was already prepared, and the torch world was maintained. Just as the Tianxin Sword entered the torch world, a huge fist that soared into the sky rushed towards him. The rules surged, and the fist was vigorous, bringing out a terrifying offensive. The person who used this punch was a titled saint, an old man who practiced boxing, with a face full of domineering and fierce.

"Shameless upper realm, die!"

This punch is brilliant and powerful, at least, I can't take this punch.

"I'm here to cover it."

The Martial Saint Yue Tian roared lowly, and he walked towards him like an iron fist. His body blew brightly. The rule of sainting of the body was hidden in the fist power. Suddenly, there was a loud "puff" sound, and two fierce fist prints collided together.

Just when the opponent was extremely shocked, the master and his uncle fought.

Shangguan Nanfeng raised his hand and pointed, Qingfeng flowed, and "swish" slashed countless spatial rules, forming a sword blade storm that entangled the arms of the exiled person at the title level. Shangguan Ziyi fell with a shocked sword, the white deer passed through the sky, and the sword light came in!

"Peng!"

A powerful saint named saint was instantly killed and died!
Chapter completed!