At the moment when Yan Yi's vitality disappeared, the red sun that was cut in half suddenly fluctuated violently, and an angry roar seemed to come through countless time and space -
"Who?! Who killed my son?!"
The red sun exploded, the sky turned red, and the terrifying majesty poured down from the sky. The phantom of a majestic middle-aged man with twinkling eyes appeared in the vast sky, with ferocious armor and red eyes!
The cold and majestic eyes glanced down ruthlessly, like gods looking down at mortals, with uncontrollable rage in their eyes!
"ah!"
The sudden and powerful pressure made the Xingyuan practitioners present feel a sweet sensation in their throats, and their bodies immediately knelt down uncontrollably.
"Hmph." A childish and cold snort.
The majesty of the mountain was swept away.
Hongri's heart suddenly shook. He could dispel his majesty, at least it was a master of the same level as him!
"Hongri, is this your attitude when speaking to me?" Di Jiuque stood with his hands behind his back. His small body was clearly standing on the ground, but it gave people the illusion that he was looking down at the giant phantom in the sky.
"You?" The pair of enlarged angry blood eyes looked towards the ground, suddenly startled.
a child
No! wrong!
How can this child feel familiar to him
"Who are you?!" His voice still contained the anger of losing his beloved son.
How could Di Jiuque have the patience to talk nonsense with him
After the pretending game is over, he is still the supreme emperor in the divine realm.
With a cold face, he flicked his right hand.
A cluster of silver-white flames shot towards the projection in the sky.
The moment the flames came out, the temperature of the entire space not only did not increase but dropped several degrees!
Hongri's pupils shrank severely.
Silver...silver ice flame, this is...
But Emperor Jiuque did not give him a chance to speak again. As soon as the silver flames touched the phantom, it burned violently, burning the majestic projection in the sky into nothingness in an instant.
It seems that the mighty and powerful person before was just a dream for everyone.
At the same time, the main hall of Red Sun Palace.
"Ah! Ho... ho..." A majestic and majestic middle-aged man suddenly staggered back a few steps, his face was pale, his head was sweating, and his mouth made a whooshing sound like a broken bellows.
"Palace Master!"
"Lord Palace Master!"
The quiet main hall seemed to have been turned on by some switch, and it suddenly became lively. The waiting maid Meiji came forward with concern and supported the man.
"Palace Master, what's wrong with you?"
Hong Ri tried hard to stabilize his body, but the feeling of being burned by the silver flames and chilling into his soul had not dissipated.
Fortunately... Fortunately, it was just a clone projection of his spiritual thoughts. If it were his true body, he would probably be dead by now.
Before the anger dissipated from the always cold and mighty face, it was stained with a layer of panic and fear coming from the flesh and blood!
"Where's the Great Elder?! Quick! Call him back quickly.
Let's... go to Jiuchong Palace to meet you! "
He had to find out whether the child who took action was the one from Jiuchong Palace, or... that child!
Silver flame, the ice flame that freezes the soul, except for the one from Jiuchong Palace, he can't think of anyone who can use it!
…
Dongming Territory, Lingtian City.
The venue was in a mess.
What happened in one day has simply subverted everyone's outlook on life. Now, they are stunned, and their ears seem to hear the sound of their outlook on life being shattered.
The genius alchemist master lost to a little-known girl who was a twelfth-level alchemist.
The supreme leader of the Red Sun Palace branch in Lingchuan was killed by a child with one palm strike.
(End of chapter)