"Hahaha, die, die, die! You will die if you rebel!"

Mirazi laughed hysterically, and he made every effort to release the secret of the law of fire he had practiced. More than a thousand small suns fell from the sky along a strange trajectory. Each small sun set, and the radius of thousands of miles turned into ashes!

The spatial structure of Lingjiao Heavenly Court is extremely stable, and every sand and soil are hundreds of times stronger than other worlds that Chu Tian has experienced. Chu Tian was once chased by countless heavenly soldiers and generals. The power of those heavenly soldiers and generals when they exploded was only to damage spaces of several miles or dozens of miles.

However, when we reach the realm of Mirazi, the fire law is perfect, and the strength of more than a thousand kalpas can be achieved by just one blow.

City were destroyed, mountain gates were destroyed, countless settlements disappeared, and countless creatures instantly turned into ashes. Chu Tian clearly saw countless souls flying up into the sky. Tens of thousands of heavenly generals from the Southern Heavenly Court were holding treasures in their hands, collecting the souls of these killed people.

Chu Tian was shocked, looked at Miluozi suddenly, and then looked up at the Chixin Emperor Zi who was tens of thousands of miles away.

Mirazi's seemingly crazy blood-colored eyes flashed with a trace of extremely gloomy and treacherous cold light; the Chixin Emperor Son smiled proudly, looking indifferent.

Chu Tian suddenly understood that these damn guys had lost control of the Wuliang Mountains. They were heartbroken, they were unwilling to accept it, and they were angry, so they wanted to crazily slaughter the monks and mortals in the Wuliang Mountains and use their souls to make up for the losses!

"Damn guy!" Chu Tian hissed, and a circle of withered and yellow treasure wheels rolled out behind him, and then the treasure wheel cracked and turned into a withered and rotten tree. The shadow of the phantom hangs behind him.

Chu Tian used all his strength to activate the final magical power recorded in the Dead Wood Skill. The mountains and forests within thousands of miles around him suddenly withered, and countless withered and yellow airflows rushed towards him. The flames rose below, and the withered forests were quickly submerged by the fire. Chu Tian made seals with his hands and waved them quickly. The phantom of the bitter wood behind him swallowed the power of countless dead woods and quickly condensed into a withered giant tree that looked like a solid.

A whistling thunder sounded from the huge tree, and it smashed down heavily at Mirazi.

Mirazi laughed wildly, the flame sacred tree behind him shook violently, and more than a thousand small suns falling to the ground flew back, turning into fireballs and hanging on the branches. The flame sacred tree rushed towards the sky and hit the withered giant tree hard.

Two giant trees collided together, and Chu Tian's magical power cultivation was much stronger than Mirazi. The flame sacred tree shook violently, and immediately a clearly visible crack broke from the top of the tree to the roots. A large area of ​​fire spewed out like magma, quickly spraying on the triangular flame shrine behind Mirazi.

The shrine emitted countless fire lights to cover Miluozi. Miluozi shook his body, vomited a small mouthful of blood, and raised his long halberd and continued to stab Chu Tian.

The bitter wood suddenly burned, like a bomb erupting from the deep center of the tree, and the entire huge bitter wood trunk turned into a ball of fire.

Fire overcomes wood, fire overcomes wood. This is the wonderful principle of the birth and restraint of the five elements in the innate world. Chu Tian only felt like fire was burning. Large pieces of flames were sprayed out from his skin. His internal organs seemed to be burned by flames, and he suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a series of burning blood.

"Luo Buping! I have already found out your details... Hehe, the inheritance of the lower nine-rate family, the Dead Wood Art? Hehe, how dare you compare with the supreme magical powers of my Mi family's "Jin Yao Burning Heavenly Classic"?"

Before he finished speaking, the long halberd in Miluozi's hand had already pierced into Chu Tian's chest. A six-foot-long sharp blade pierced through Chu Tian's upper body and burst out from his back. A large piece of burning blood was sprayed on Chu Tian's chest, spraying everywhere like ignited tinder oil. Chu Tian let out a pain and retreated quickly in a panic.

In Chu Tian's sleeves, Mr. Rat, who had been cursing in his sleeves, stood up cursingly, and shouted sternly: "Brother Tian, ​​don't hold back, use all means to deal with him! At worst, if you are chased by these heavenly soldiers and generals, who are we afraid of?"

Chu Tian gritted his teeth and retreated quickly, quickly took out a bottle of wound medicine produced in the Western Heavenly Court Tianyi Hall and poured it into his mouth.

He didn't say anything. With his current strength, even if he exposed his original identity and all his strength, what if he crushed Mirazi on the spot? He was not unhappy by countless heavenly soldiers and generals back then!

But Chu Tian agreed to Qingyi. He finally sneaked into the Western Heavenly Court. The life-saving favor he owed Qingyi had not yet paid back. How could he be exposed so easily? It is not difficult to kill a Mirako, but Gongsun Langlang and others have seen through the truth. Next time, if you want to sneak into the Western Heavenly Court so easily, how can such a good thing happen?

Although Qingyi didn't explain it, Chu Tian knew very well that Luo Hu must be the backup plan of Qingyi, just to cooperate with Chu Tian to get into the Western Heavenly Court and then set up the chess piece carefully!

After he put in so much effort, Chu Tian can't lose his links here!

The dead wood above his head was burning, Chu Tian vomited blood in big mouthfuls, and sealed his hands, and dozens of lightning lights suddenly hit. The yellow light of lightning quickly approached Mirazi, and was stopped by the Flame Shrine before he even got close to his body.

The withered yellow lightning exploded, and the light and shadow on the surface of the flame shrine flashed, and no light could approach Mirazi's body. Chu Tian's full-strength attack only made Mirazi spit two mouthfuls of blood, and there was no other killing.

"Luo Buping, you are no match for me!" Miluo Zi laughed wildly: "When I kill you, I will go to the rebellious people below the Guang. This Wuliang Mountains is still mine! Hahaha!"

Miluozi pressed it with a casual palm, and a flaming handprint of thousands of miles roared to the ground. Below was a majestic city where the priests under Miluozi were stationed, which was besieged by countless Taiping scholars and Chu Tian.

The flames in the sky roared down, and the priest who was sitting in the city was so scared that he shivered all over. He raised his head and shouted: "Sir... This is..."

With a loud bang, the entire Xiongcheng and countless creatures outside the city were wiped out with one blow. A large handprint of thousands of miles appeared in the mountains and fell deeply into the ground almost thousands of miles. The surrounding mountains were burning and melting, and magma continued to pour into this palm-shaped pit. In the pit, a piece of fire was soaring into the sky, and the souls of countless creatures kept flying upwards.

The Emperor Chixin was chuckling softly, countless generals in the southern heavenly court were chuckling softly, Gongsun Langlang was expressionless, and the Xiqiao Army, Leng Yuejun, Xuan Huanjun and other distinguished guests behind him were also smiling lightly.

To them, what is this killing?

It was nothing more than a small gambling game, a pleasing show...that's all!

No matter who dies or lives, no matter how many people below die or suffer, is it related to them?
Chapter completed!