Peerless Divine Emperor

When you hear the words of the **** of fire, Jing Yunzhen is even more puzzled by the second monk.

"Old fire, what are you doing?"

Jing Yunxiao almost roared.

However, the **** of fire is still saying what he said: "You must remember what I said and help the deity. If not, I will not pay attention to my death."

Just after the fire of the gods, the mask of the fire **** respected suddenly rushed out from Jing Yunzhen, the person attacked was not someone else, it was the three ally of the Wumeng.

"No, you can stop me."

At this moment, Jing Yunzheng understands what this volcano wants to do.

He wants to sacrifice himself and give Jing Yunyu the three people who have stayed in Wumeng.

But this is definitely not what Jing Yun霄 wants to see.

Wan Huo Shen Zun, this time of getting along, Jing Yunzhen can be regarded as a friend of life and death, and before watching the emptiness of the martial arts under the sword of everyone, Jing Yunxin is very angry and indignant.

At this moment, he said that nothing would let Wan Huo Shen go to death in vain.

But his shouting is not useful at all.

The eternal voice of Wan Huo Shen sounded in his ear:: Young Lang, the person is inherently dead. The deity should have died long ago, and now he can live to the present and be earned. This is the end of the matter. If one must sacrifice, let me come. ”

"You are young, there is no limit to the future. Don't act recklessly and leave quickly. Don't let the sacrifice of the deity be wasted."

Jing Yunxiao did not listen to his fart.

He stopped and wanted to shoot with the **** of fire.

But at the moment of the shot, a flame was blocked in front of him. The flame burst in front of him, and an amazing sound broke out. The sound was soaring, and the body of Jingyun’s body flew out.

"what?"

"Old fire, you give me a hand, if you insist on this, I will not promise you the commission."

Jing Yunxiao shouted.

But it has no use.

Because the **** of fire has been beaten with the three lords.

Jing Yunzhen was flying hundreds of meters away from the earthquake, but he did not leave, so that he would abandon the **** of fire and he could not do it.

In particular, when I saw the three lords of the fire, I was obviously a little powerless, and even when I was getting more and more inferior, the anger in his heart was burning.

"I don't believe that with the strength of me and the **** of fire, I really can't compete with these three old things."

Jing Yunqi intends to completely get rid of it.

He wants to fight side by side with the **** of fire.

But everything is already late.

Just as he plunged tens of meters away, Wan Huo Shen Zun chose a method similar to self-explosion. Under that means, the face of Wan Huo Shen directly turned into slag. .

Rumble.

A very terrifying force, bursting in a certain range around the fire of the gods.

The ground continued to collapse and cracked, and the surrounding trees fell.

So the scene was a mess.

Flying in the sky, the sand and the sand filled the entire sky.

"what……"

Among the three ally of the martial arts, the North Alliance’s master was closest to the face of the sacred god, and was subjected to the strongest bombardment of the “self-destructive” means, so that only a scream of screams was heard, and he was immediately seen on the spot. It fell fluently.

After falling down, he never stood up again. There is no doubt that he is dead.

Although the other two ally, the ally, did not die, but it was not much better.

There are a lot of scars on the body, and both of them are falling on the ground. They are all suffering from minor injuries.

For this result, Jing Yunqi is not satisfied.

Even if the ally of the three martial arts all died, he would not be satisfied.

How can these people's lives be compared with the lives of the gods!

"No, you can't let Wan Huo Shen respect die like this."

"I am the hero of Longwu, this world will never let the rest die for themselves."

Jing Yun霄 roared inside.

At this moment, he thought of the fourth chapter of the Emperor Dragon's fire: time and space countercurrent.

He wants to let the time go backwards, he wants to let the fire gods live.

Think of it, regardless of the consequences, without hesitation.

"Time and space countercurrent, give me a turn."

Jing Yun's handprints are changing and you can't wait.

Under his display, Jing Yunyi only felt that the world around him changed, as if everything was going backwards, including himself.

But this kind of retrogression is a bit strange, Jing Yunyi's memory has not gone backwards.

Still staying at the last moment.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

......

Seven seconds.

Jing Yunyi now has a total of seven inscriptions on time and space, and can only make time and space flow countercurrent for seven seconds.

Jingyun was originally thought to be able to stop the fire of the gods, but did not think that there was too little time to retreat. When the time-space countercurrent was reversed to seven seconds ago, the **** of fire had already blew himself, and the scene in front of him was the three martial arts lords. The moment that they are falling to the ground.

"hateful."

Jingyun screamed and his eyes were scarlet.

Seven seconds, it is too little.

He blamed himself and blamed himself for not being able to comprehend more inscriptions on time and space. If he can now comprehend dozens of inscriptions on time and space, he will surely be able to prevent the so-called "self-explosive" means by Jing Wang Huo Shen through the time and space.

Jing Yun’s heart is even more furious.

Both have anger against their own strength.

There is also anger against the three ally of the martial arts.

Seeing that the other two nucleus lords have not yet died, he killed the sorrowful day: "You two old things, I will kill you today, use your blood to pay homage to my dead friends. Let's die."

Jing Yunqi took out the Sun and Moon Excalibur in his hand and then killed the three lords.

It’s just that Jingyun hasn’t started yet.

"Where is that kid?"

But I saw several figures rushing over.

It is Liu Xia Tu and the Qian Zong sect.

Seeing them, Jing Yunyi was even more angry and angry.

But it seems that when the anger rose to the extreme, Jing Yunzhen suddenly sounded the last words of the **** of fire.

"Don't act recklessly, leave quickly. Don't let the sacrifice of the deity be wasted."

His mind was a little bit calmer at this moment.

He knew that he had no chance to do it. If you insist on doing it, you can not only kill the remaining two martial arts lords, but he and Wu Yuntuo will not be able to save their lives. Wu empties and sacred gods to save them is already dead, as he and Wu Yunneng Dead here, the emptiness of the emptiness and the death of the **** of fire is too worthless.

Got it.

"Xiao Xuan, let's go."

Before Jing Yunyi was running away, the spiritual power in the body had been almost exhausted. At this moment, he no longer hesitated, and immediately summoned Xiaoxuan, and he and Wu Yuntuo disappeared at the fastest speed.

Where there is life, there is hope.

"All of you have given me a wait. It won't take long for Benedict to come back to take your dog's life. When you use it, use your blood to comfort my friend's spirit in heaven." When leaving, Jing Yunyi also I dropped a resolute swearword.