Seeing that there are still powerhouses flying towards the sun, not afraid of the heat at all, and trying their best to get the qualification to ascend the throne.
Rong Xian snorted coldly, since she didn't give her face, she couldn't blame her for being ruthless.
Rong Xian folded her sleeves, stretched out her hand neatly, and the long sword exuding cold air appeared out of thin air.
The icy chill of the Xuanming Heavy Water Sword made everyone who was eroded by the extreme heat feel a little chill.
Rong Xian's eyes were slightly dazed, the Xuanming Chongshui Sword shook violently, and the sword body slammed, as if it resounded in the depths of everyone's soul, leaving the brains of the people close to him blank.
The void seemed to be filled with sword qi in an instant, and these sword qi came out of nowhere, and seemed to come from outside the sky.
Under the vigilant and fearful gazes of everyone, the phantoms stretched out their hands to hold the sword qi.
The sword gas turned into a long sword, sharp and cold.
The appearance of these phantoms is very abrupt, but it gives people a sense of taking it for granted, as if they were in that position.
Rong Xian's mind moved, and the phantoms rose up together, blocking all the powerhouses flying towards the sun.
Those strong people are not fuel-efficient lamps, and everyone knows what Tiandao means when they do such a thing.
Ten suns must leave one glowing and hot, that is to say, the top 100 people on the earth list only need to leave nine people to win.
In this case, they don't have to be humble.
The people who had formed the alliance before turned against each other in an instant.
At least twenty monks died at this moment, and there were three remaining suns floating in the void.
After Rong Xian's consciousness dispersed, those phantoms seemed to have their own souls, and the blurred faces became a little more agile.
However, within a short time, the secret realm became a battlefield for fighting.
Rong Xian herself did not go up to break the sun transformed by the rules, but blocked everyone who wanted to pounce on it.
"Emperor Xu, what do you mean?" A strong man in the Echo Dojo could attack the sun with his eyes, but was directly blocked by the phantom.
At the same time, the powerhouses of Shanhai Dojo, Ziyun Dojo, Eastern Jin, Xijiang, Bei Zhao and other countries were also blocked.
"Rong Ya, you are courting death."
"Emperor Xu, you are against everyone."
Everyone's faces turned ugly.
And the smile on Rong Xian's lips became more and more obvious, and she said casually, "Since you don't give me a chance, you just don't want it."
"Rong Ya, is it possible that you still want to block everyone by yourself?" Shang Qianqiu, who ranked first on the land list, asked lightly.
There was no displeasure in his expression, as if he would not be shaken by everything around him.
Rong Xian smiled at him. It was a wide and almost holy smile, but Shang Qianqiu's pupils shrank, as if he had been pricked by a needle.
- A strong enemy!
This thought came to Shang Qianqiu's heart.
Rong Xian glanced at the unstoppable fighting around her, and said slowly, "I think I can't stop you, and I'm just stopping you now—"
She paused, the smile on her face gradually increased, and a faint dimple could be seen faintly. She said sincerely, "I'll add more to you."
The crowd choked.
Zhao Hu, who was hiding by the side, sighed deeply: "This is simply using life to draw hatred."
Fu Yuhuang glanced at him, picked up Zhao Hu and threw it into the battle.
Seeing that he was about to fall into the aftermath of someone else's battle, Zhao Hu, with a dazed expression, said in horror, "Fellow Daoist, let go, let go."
The fellow Taoist not only refused to let him, but he was also rude to this sudden competitor, raising his hand and punching him.
"boom!"
Don't get me wrong, it's not that Zhao Hu was hit.
The fellow Taoist rolled his eyes, his head was smashed to the ground by a sudden mace, and he seemed to be unable to survive.
"Brother Yang!" Seeing this, the friend on the side anxiously wanted to rush to save someone, but was knocked unconscious by Zhao Hu, who fell from the sky.
An attack that was supposed to come from behind his friend wiped Zhao Hu's scalp and stabbed into the back of the other person on the opposite side.
The man couldn't dodge in time, was stabbed in the lifeline, and his vitality quickly disappeared.
The man seemed to be aware of his own situation, and his face flashed ruthlessly.
Since he can't live, the people who raided him don't want to live either.
After thinking about it, he directly gave up his opponent and rushed to the person who was 'forced' to raid him.
Those on the Earth Ranking that can survive till now are basically in the top 50, that is to say, the ones with the worst cultivation are also the Heavenly Immortal 5th Layer.
No one dared to underestimate this power, even if it was a dying Heavenly Immortal 5th Layer.
At the moment when the man blew himself up, Rong Xian quickly withdrew his sword energy and consciousness to avoid unnecessary sacrifice, and then put a lot of protection on himself.
She just finished doing this, and the silent fluctuations spread to all around with lightning speed.
Anything that came into contact with sand, gravel, vegetation and trees was crushed. Several people in the center of the storm were affected and severely injured. Two cultivators who were already seriously injured died directly, and three others lost their qualifications to compete.
After the power spread for a while, there was a loud 'bang'.
The sound of self-destruction sounded in the ears of everyone.
It can be described as deafening.
Rong Xian rubbed her ears calmly, glanced at Zhao Hu, who secretly crawled out of the soil, and said sincerely, "This is really a scourge that has been left for thousands of years."
Then she casually smoothed the energy fluctuations around her, and sighed with a fake expression: "As the so-called #tigerdeath is still alive#, that fellow Daoist who had the courage to blow himself up must have been a hero during his lifetime."
These words made the faces of the people who were still alive even more strange.
Are you sure you're not sarcastic anymore? !
Zhao Hu, who stood up tremblingly, moved, and everyone's eyes were focused on him.
Zhao Hu froze.
The people who are still alive here are all strong, and everyone leaked a trace of coercion and gathered together, which made Zhao Hu's heart tremble.
He walked towards Rong Xian with hands and feet, and said with a stiff expression: "Just now, I said that the person should escape."
Everyone recalled the unexpected incident just now, and their expressions suddenly said: "...!"
It's so fucking coincidental.
Zhao Hu came behind Rong Xian, pulled Rong Xian's sleeve pitifully, and said, "Your Majesty, I finally live to see you."
Rong Xian said with a subtle expression: "Cultivation is progressing very quickly."
Even the celestial beings said that if you die, you will die, tsk.
As a result, Rong Xian's words seemed to hit Zhao Hu's sore spot, he looked at Rong Xian with the expression of #I want to cry but I am strong and endured, and said, "Your Majesty, you don't know, I was fumed along the way. How miserable that female devil Yuhuang has tossed, she not only tortured me, but also wanted me to harm your majesty, I almost hated your majesty."
The female devil smiled slightly, gentle and holy: "How did you enter the Taoist platform?"
Zhao Hu's expression froze. He was able to enter the Taoist platform, but he still joined forces with Fu Yuhuang to cut the last place on the Earth Ranking list.
Can this be said
No, otherwise, it will definitely be misunderstood by Your Majesty.
Just when he was so anxious that he didn't know how to explain it, a powerful sword qi swept across his head.
The familiar sword energy with a faint aroma of wine made Zhao Hu subconsciously shrink his head.
Then, the sun shattered.
At the same time, a faintly sounded dragon roar sounded, and the Biqi Demon Prison was pressed down.
The sun is broken.
Daotai returned to normal temperature and brightness, but everyone looked weird.
- The Demon Lord is in the same boat and Fu Yuhuang, the swordsman, is here.
Zhao Hu (hard-hearted): I have let him escape, who knows if he will not, this murder has nothing to do with me ←_←
(End of this chapter)