I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 437: Battle of the Holy Fire

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None of the Vermilion Bird Sect evaded the battle, and the huge fighting spirit gathered into a mysterious force, which was blessed on the formation, causing the temperature of the surrounding air to rise suddenly.

The high priest Mengzhi sighed softly, his eyes were covered with frost again, without any emotion.

"let's start… "

With a cold voice, hundreds of silver-haired snow girls began to rush towards the Suzaku holy flame.

"Let's go to war!" Great Elder Chen Xinran roared, and more than twenty elders erupted with a huge and vast aura, turning into dazzling rainbow lights, protecting the surroundings of the Suzaku Holy Flame.

Among the tens of thousands of sect disciples, more than 2,000 disciples above the spiritual cultivation stage began to fly towards the holy flame.

The other ones that couldn't fly all erupted with the power of the whole body to bless the formation, turning the territory of the Vermillion Bird Sect into a world of flames, constantly impacting the incoming frost.

Sensing the danger, the Suzaku Holy Flame exploded into the sky again, condensed into a white holy sword, and fought down towards the hundreds of snow girls flying over.

The gray space was instantly dispelled by the white sword light, which was so pure and positive that it could tear and melt everything that stood in front of it.

The faces of the Snow Girls changed a lot when they felt the sword slash that shattered the void and purified all things, because the power contained in the holy sword had surpassed the void return period, and reached a power comparable to that of a combined attack!

Mengzhi had come to the front of hundreds of snow girls at some point, pointing the scepter at the invincible sword, suddenly a palm-sized rainbow box appeared behind her, releasing colorful lights.

The rainbow light contains seven completely different powers, and each power represents a supreme power of the Dao realm. They rushed to the white sword and completely absorbed the white sword like a sponge. Then the rainbow light grew stronger again, turning into seven different fairy spirits and rushing towards the Suzaku Holy Flame!

"Even the Ice Ancestor's relic treasure, the Shinto box, was brought out. The emperor's seal and the Shinto box, the two treasures of the Holy Land appeared at the same time..." Elder Ji was shocked, and a rare fear appeared in his heart.

Without saying a word, Chen Xinran gathered a thousand-foot fire dragon to protect the holy fire behind him.

He stood at the very front, looking at the army of Snow Girls rushing forward, with a trace of determination on his face.

The thousand-foot fire dragon behind him opened its mouth, and a torrent of flames formed into the sky, rushing towards Xuenv with the momentum of burning the sky.

The rest of the elders launched a fierce attack on Xuenv who was rushing towards him. The flames churned like a sea, forming a sea of flames for tens of kilometers, directly pressing on the enemy.

The sixteen palace masters of the Holy Palace are all powerful in the Void Return Stage, they came here with ice, and they are not afraid of the tens of miles of flames.

The entire space turned into a world of ice and fire in an instant, with the flames surging to the sky and the cold endless at the same time.

Only seven strange fairy spirits, ignoring any attack, rushed directly to the Suzaku holy fire!

These fairy spirits containing Dao Realm are the embodiment of the power of the Shinto Box, and can be immune to all magical attacks. Only those who have successfully joined the Dao can attack these fairy spirits. They all have extremely powerful sealing power, manipulated by Mengzhi can even seal the less powerful Hedao power.

Chen Xinran tried to attack Mengzhi who was manipulating the Shinto box, but unexpectedly, he was entangled desperately by the three palace masters of the Holy Palace.

The nine elders in the Void Return Stage were also restrained by the thirteen palace masters of the Holy Palace, unable to break through the line of defense at all.

The rest of the elders and core disciples of the God Transformation Stage also fought with hundreds of Snow Maidens of the God Transformation Stage, and the resulting battle fluctuations turned the sky into a place of ice, fire and death.

More than 2,000 disciples in the spiritual cultivation stage formed an echelon of dozens of people, forming a joint attack formation, fighting those extremely powerful snow girls, and steadily suppressing one end.

But no matter who it is, they can't do anything to get those seven Dao Realm fairy spirits.

Any energy that hits the Dao Realm fairy will be turned into nothingness by an unknown force.

An Lin spread his wind wings and used the wind sword to chop a Snow Goddess to the ground, then turned his gaze to the Suzaku holy flame in the air.

The vicinity of the Suzaku holy fire has turned into the main battlefield of the Void Return Stage, and Elder Zhu and Elder Ji are also in it, but they can't stop the approach of the seven fairies.

Xu Xiaolan was also not far from him, fighting a mid-transformation Xuenv.

Her domain is very gorgeous, with a radius of ten feet surrounded by lightning flames, thunder dragons cruising around, and golden phoenixes hovering around the periphery. The combination of the power of the dragon and the phoenix makes her attack methods ever-changing, and every move carries great power.

Even if the enemy was Xuenv in the middle stage of transformation, Xu Xiaolan still firmly suppressed him.

However, she also glanced at the Suzaku Holy Flame above the sky, and a trace of anxiety flashed in her eyes.

Soon, a flaming tiger flew to a certain position of the Suzaku sacred flame, releasing a pillar of flame that soared into the sky, isolating all forces within a radius of ten feet.

"Fire Spirit, take your place."

A rock turtle flew to the tiger's side, and its body turned into a huge mountain.

"Earth Spirit, take your place."

A blue water dragon rushed towards the holy flame, and on the opposite side of the tiger, it turned into a water column and soared into the sky, also isolating all the defensive forces ten feet away.

"Shui Ling, take your place."

Water and fire are connected, releasing an extremely terrifying meaning of suppression.

Everyone noticed that the flame of Suzaku's sacred flame seemed to have dimmed a lot.

Sadness and anger appeared on the faces of tens of thousands of sect disciples, and they roared to release the power on their bodies, hoping to drive away the icy power completely.

The battle above the sky became more and more intense. Each and every snow maiden was completely dissipated in the world by the flames, and each and every disciple of the sect was frozen by the ice, completely severing their vitality.

A white long sword was suspended beside the water dragon, and Wuji sword intent soared into the sky, unparalleled.

"Golden Ling, take your place."

A green tree spirit came with green light, flew to the side of the giant mountain, and released a green beam of light. The strong breath of life was released and spread for ten miles, causing many injuries to the disciples of the Vermilion Bird Sect and the Snow Maiden. recovery.

"Wood Spirit, take your place."

When the five elements were in place, an extremely large and mysterious formation began to appear below the holy fire. The terrifying suppressive power dimmed all fires in the world at the same time, and the radiance of the Suzaku sacred fire was even less than half of its original light.

A black disc began to appear directly above the holy flame, and it opened slightly, revealing a dark and deep inside, as if it could swallow everything in the world.

When Chen Xinran saw that black disc, his heart finally fell to the bottom. That is an ancient magic weapon, the fire gathering plate! It is said that it is a magic weapon left by Emperor Yan in ancient times. It has the power to contain the divine fire of the heavens and seal the supreme holy fire.

It is what the Vermillion Bird Sect has been looking for, but unexpectedly, it is in the hands of Xuenv...

With the fire-gathering plate and the Shinto box, Xuenv was indeed able to seal the holy fire in the fire-gathering plate, and then brought it to the Frozen Holy Land...

With a determined face, Chen Xinran crushed a red bead in his hand, bloody red flames erupted all over his body, his aura surged again, and he rushed towards Mengzhi recklessly.

The three palace masters of the Holy Palace were knocked away by the indomitable Chi Yan, with horrified expressions on their faces.

One of the palace masters of the Holy Palace even had an arm melted by the red flames, and blue blood sprayed out. The red flames were like gangrene attached to the bones, constantly eroding her body, showing no signs of stopping.

Chen Xinran rushed towards Mengzhi who was manipulating the Shinto box with the red flames that burned the void, punched with one hand, and blasted away with one punch.

A curtain of light appeared behind Mengzhi, which was the ice map worshiped by Wanmin.

Her scepter pointed at Chen Xinran, and the infinite power of faith was released from the scepter, turning into an extremely cold breath that directly froze everything within a radius of one mile, including the Chen Xinran who came from the impact, and remained still in place.

Chen Xinran's face was full of unwillingness, but Mengzhi's eyes were expressionless, and her icy lips whispered: "Lei Ling, return to your seat."

On the side of the white long sword, a Thunderbird released a pillar of thunder that soared into the sky.

The seven spirits have returned to the six spirits, and most of the disciples of the sect looked sad and angry, but there was nothing they could do.

Even the elders felt a sense of sadness in their hearts.

However, at this moment, the thunder pillar that soared into the sky suddenly changed its direction, like a water snake across the sky, passed by Chen Xinran, directly broke through the extremely cold domain, and bombarded Mengzhi's body.

Lei Guang pulled out a destructive trajectory in the air, blasting Mengzhi back thousands of feet!

The world was silent for a moment, and everyone was stunned.

Whether it was Xuenv or the elder and disciple of the Vermillion Bird Sect, they all looked at Mengzhi, the high priest of the Snow God.

Mengzhi's white robe was somewhat scorched and tattered, revealing her snow-white skin, and there were faint traces of scorched black in some places, obviously suffering some minor injuries.

Her silver hair fluttered in the void, and her pure golden eyes were a little confused, looking at the thunder spirit.

Thunderbird blinked his eyes, and rubbed his head with his wings in a dazed expression, expressing that he didn't know what to do with his dazed face.

(end of this chapter)