I Am Xianfan

Su Chen calmly glanced at the chaotic and noisy ancient temple.

In the ancient temple with a radius of tens of thousands of feet, six to seven hundred ancestors were scattered in groups. The blue halo that descended from the top of the ancient temple was of different sizes, ranging from more than one to twenty people, and the smallest one could only occupy one person, and they were also randomly scattered.

Who can enter the blue halo first, depends on the distance.

"blow!"

Su Chen's toes were a little on the ground, and his figure flickered, rushing to a few hundred feet away, inside the small blue light circle closest to him that could accommodate about six or seven people.

There is a larger blue aperture in the ancient temple.

But too far, too late.

And the larger the aperture, the more ancestors that can be accommodated, the ancestors of those big powers will be eyeing them in order to preserve their strength.

"kill--!"

"Go away, this is what my ancestors are after!"

The ancestors were all red eyes at this moment, and various magical weapons were sacrificed, and they blasted at the ancestors of other forces nearby, desperately competing for these blue lights to protect themselves, in order to fight for the chance of survival.

The smaller blue aperture is the competition for ordinary ancestors, but there is not so much pressure to compete for the aperture.

The aperture chosen by Su Chen was just right. The ancestors of the slightly larger powers simply look down on it, while the ancestors of the smaller powers are unable to compete with him.

The ancestor Kuiniu, the ancestor Bi Fang, Anu, Tao Yao, etc., all rushed into the blue circle behind him, immediately back to back, defending from all sides.

Holding a white tortoise shell shield, Bai Bu stubbornly suffered an astonishing halberd by Demon Emperor Jiao Ao, but he was not injured either. It stood up, accelerated and borrowed its force, and quickly rushed into the small blue aperture.

However, seven or eight demon ancestors, including Qing Yao, Flying Mouse, Huo Clam, Crab Ba, and Shrimp Ninja, were still outside this small blue light circle and could not squeeze in.

"Master, help!"

They were irradiated by the blazing white light, and their skin and carapace were burning and snorting, relying on the demon power to resist them, and their expressions were anxious.

In the surroundings, there were two more than twenty or thirty ancestors, staring at the small aperture occupied by Su Chen and others, shouting sternly, coming to compete.

"Earth Heart Flame!"

Su Chen saw the two groups of ancestors killing at the same time, could not help but look cold, and did not dare to neglect in his hands.

He raised his hand and slapped it, offering a mouthful of the fifth-order transformation **** Geocentric Flame Gourd. The huge gourd spewed out incomparably fierce flames, forming a geocentric flame fire wall around it.

Those ancestors hadn't rushed in, before they touched the fifth-order earth heart inflammation, they felt the terrifying high temperature of the red fire, which could almost instantly burn them up, and couldn't help but change their color in amazement.

The blazing white light is the fourth-order dead light, but this earth heart inflammation is the fifth-order ground fire.

Without the fifth-order spirit treasure, it would not be able to resist this flame.

Tao Yao also offered a mouthful of the ecstasy mirror, which shocked the ancestors outside, but did not release magical powers.

The tortoise shells of the white burd cover everyone to prevent the flying swords, flying knives and other magical weapons from attacking.

"Damn it!"

"Don't waste it with him, they have at least two Spiritual Transformation Treasures in their hands, they can't beat them. Go grab another aperture!"

They stamped their feet in annoyance, and could only turn around and rush towards the other blue apertures in the ancient temple.

After Su Chen forced back the more than 20 ancestors around him, he immediately offered a mouthful of the demon gourd, waiting for the six or seven demon ancestors Qingyao and Huo clam, as well as Xie Ba, Shrimp Ninja, etc., and all of his brains were included in the gourd. Inside, lest they are burned to death by the blazing white light.

...

The number of blue apertures in this ancient temple is too small, and the capacity is extremely limited.

Not only the ordinary ancestors who couldn't grab the blue aperture, but even the powerful ancestors couldn't get in, and many members were voluntarily given up.

The ancestors of the Qingqiu Fox Department and the **** chief Sun Bao, because of the large number of ancestors, even the core members could not grab a large enough halo, and the periphery had to be scattered to grab those small apertures.

The "periphery" like the Seventh Ancestor of Tianque was naturally given up by the Qingqiu Fox Department the fastest.

"There is not enough space here, Xue Yunshan, you guys go to grab other apertures!"

After Qing Ling'er, the sage of Qingqiu, and Sun Bao joined hands to occupy a large aperture that can accommodate more than twenty people, they shouted towards the Seventh Ancestors of Tianque Que.

The Seventh Ancestor of Tianque was dumbfounded.

Their faces are full of grief and anger, but they dare not speak.

After they have joined the Qingqiu Fox Club for many years, they have played for the Qingqiu Fox Club. Although they haven't done much, they can be regarded as bold and loyal.

Unexpectedly, it was too chilling to say to give up and give up, without even a little mental preparation.

However, now is not the time to care about this.

In this ancient temple, under the blazing light, they had only half a stick of incense to survive.

"go!"

Xue Yunshan quickly looked towards the ancient temple, his eyes quickly fell on Su Chen and the others.

If Su Chen hadn't appeared in Tianque City, their ancestors of Tianque wouldn't be grudges against Su Chen. The family was in dilapidated condition and had to hook up with the Qingqiu Fox Club, and finally ended up being abandoned by the Qingqiu Fox Club.

All this is because of Su Chen.

Thinking of all the previous things, Xue Yunshan couldn't help but feel hated, and said angrily: "Squeeze out Su Chen, and you have to pull him back when you die!"

"Friends of Taoism, go out and kill him!"

Li Qingfeng, Li Xi and other ancestors rushed towards Su Chen madly.

They sacrificed all the body protection magical weapons, stormed the wall of flames in the heart of the earth, and killed Su Chen's group.

"Ah! Burn me to death~!"

"help me!"

One by one, the tragic cry sounded in the wall of flames in the center of the earth.

They were engulfed by the flames of the Earth's heart, watching the vestments and skeletons being burned, and they were still struggling desperately towards the blue halo.

Tao Yaofen's face is serious, holding the ecstasy mirror in his hand, waiting for her. If anyone desperately rushes through the wall of flames in the heart of the earth, he will immediately use the mirror to pass it.

Su Chen sighed, turned away, couldn't bear to look more.

He and the Seventh Ancestor of Tianque had been grudges for a long time, but seeing them burned to death, they were also inexplicably lamented in his heart.

...

In the ancient hall, the ancestors of the ancestors who had once been in the Beiming Continent, all wailed and collapsed.

Those who firmly occupy the blue aperture mostly possess several powerful God-level defensive spirit treasures.

Duke Zhou Qing presented an ancient bronze bell of the God of Transformation, and completely covered a blue aperture that could accommodate more than twenty people. It was airtight and resisted the frantic attacks of forty or fifty ancestors around him.

Some core ancestors of the Jue Mansion faction all gathered in this ancient clock, supporting it with mana.

"boom!"

"boom!"

These dozens of ancestors roared, desperately besieging this ancient clock with swords and spells, but they just couldn't shake it.

A group of more than twenty monks such as Shang Chengtian and Wang Ziyang of the Tiandao League accounted for the largest blue light circle, surrounded by six or seven powerful and terrifying spirit treasures. The light was extremely dazzling and shocking.

When the ancestors saw it, they lost their hearts and didn't dare to approach them at all.

With this small aperture of Su Chen, the surrounding area was tens of feet away, and it was all a fifth-tier geocentric fire from the fire gourd, forming a fiery isolation zone.

As long as he gets close, he is directly burned to death.

No ancestor can break through this geocentric quarantine belt.

Moreover, the aperture he occupies is too small to accommodate a few people, and those ancestors also look down on it.

Screams, one after another in the ancient temple.

Some of them killed each other by killing each other, while others were unable to withstand the blazing white light after their mana was quickly exhausted, and were burned to ashes.

Of course, some ancestors with blue apertures were attacked by some ancestors and were bombed out. They had to rush to find other blue apertures for help.

...

In the ancient temple, the more than two hundred ancestors standing in the blue aperture just clung to the aperture, or bowed their eyebrows, or muttered something in their mouths, and did not look at the tragic situation of the ancestors outside.

sympathy?

mercy?

Rabbit and fox sad?

Maybe both.

These ancestors who are being burned to death are not all enemies. It is possible that they are under their former deployment, even relatives, old friends, and close friends.

But what can be done? !

Which battle of the gods of the Beiming Continent did not kill thousands of miles, tens of thousands of miles, and blood flowed into rivers?

Once upon a time, millions of armies of the Tongtian Dynasty and the Demon Kingdom were dispatched for this, killing tens of millions of bones all over the field. As a result of a battle of transforming gods, Beiming Continent could only recover its vitality for three to five hundred years.

However, the Huashen Lingbao didn't fall into their hands in the end, and they were picked up for a bargain.

Later, the transformation of God's chance was a destiny. They feel that there are too many people to be useless, so they consciously maintain a high level of confidentiality to reduce the number of people competing. It is even limited to Yuan Ying ancestors to participate.

Nowadays, only six or seven hundred Yuan Ying ancestors are involved in the battle for God's opportunity in Fukun Palace.

The group of ancestors who died in front of them were already very few.

...

In the ancient temple, the number of ancestors dropped sharply.

Only the last hundred ancestors remained, all of them in grief, their mana loss almost bottomed out, and they had completely given up the hope of breaking into the blue light circle.

"It's all **** gods!"

"Destroy the remnant in the spirit jade stone!"

An ancestor suddenly became angry, and slashed at the sculpture with a sword.

All the ancestors immediately aimed their final anger at the spiritual jade stone, and vented one after another.

"boom!"

The sculpture of spiritual jade and strange stone was chopped on the body by these angry ancestors and collapsed suddenly.

"..."

The ancestors in the blue light circle were stunned, watching them destroy the sculpture, and they were all silent.

The time of Banzhuxiang finally passed.

Inside the ancient hall, there was a dead silence.

The last group of ancestors also died.

Those ancestors who could not enter the blue aperture were almost completely burnt to ashes under the burst of white light.

The air was filled with an extremely strong burnt smell.

For a long time, none of the ancestors spoke.

The blazing light disappeared.

Subsequently, the blue halo disappeared.

In the ancient temple, there are only about two hundred ancestors still alive, all of whom are strong ancestors, either in the middle and late stages of the Yuan Ying, or a small force with the **** of transformation in their hands.

Originally, they were guided by the Lord Cannian ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But after the spiritual jade sculptures in the temple were destroyed, they also did not have the guidance of the Lord Cannian. They did not know what to do to avoid touching the Fukun Palace. The prohibition of terror.

"Crunch!"

In the deepest part of the ancient temple, five deep passages were slowly opened.

Each one leads in a different direction.

In the passage, there are five colors of glow, such as red fire light, cyan light, golden light, ochre light, blue light and so on.

If expected, the Lord Cannian is still alive and should allow them to enter these passages...one of them.

Shang Chengtian took a look, walked with his hands in a stride, and said lightly: "Let's go, choose a passage each, and continue into the depths of the palace to search for opportunities. The Holy Venerable Cannian has been destroyed and there is no guidance! Next, you can only rely on it. We are ourselves!"

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