Chapter 1190 Wildfire Starts a Prairie Fire (Final Chapter 7)
This magma is like surging sea water in the sea. Without the protection of the glass layer, the temperature is getting higher and higher. Everyone sees that the surrounding snow on the ice sheet begins to melt and the temperature continues to rise. At the same time, the scream comes from the magma. The sound becomes clearer and clearer!
There is something in the sky fire pit!
It's Zhou Ye, it's Zhou Ye who is coming back to life!
Everyone was horrified and looked at the Immortal Lord.
In the meantime, the Immortal Lord was suspended directly above the fire pit that day, holding the scepter in his hand and shouting loudly.
"This is a fierce battle, everyone works together!"
As he spoke, tens of thousands of spiritual powers fell from high places, directed at the part of the magma that was constantly rolling and surging.
The Immortal Lord stood at the highest point, condescending, and saw that the tens of thousands of spiritual powers could not suppress the things that were about to break through the magma. Then, he raised the Zen staff in his hand and pointed it at the sky fire burning pit under him. , stimulate spiritual power.
For a moment, thousands of golden lights burst out from the golden beads on the top of the Zen staff, like a huge golden net directly covering the fire pit that day, airtight and tight against wind pressure.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this, and continued to use their spiritual power to focus on the golden net. As the sharp wind whistling in their ears became more and more harsh, a humanoid figure rushed out of the magma under the net. A black object!
The thing kept hitting the golden net above the head. The Immortal Lord looked down and shouted to the surroundings.
"We must not let her break through this net!"
As the magma rolled and roared, everyone finally saw clearly what was constantly struggling under the golden net.
It was a soul body, a complete soul body, rich in color, black and white, completely human-shaped. As the golden net was pushed upward by her, the Zen staff in the Immortal Master's hand began to make a faint buzzing sound!
The immortal's face was grim, and a terrible force burst out from the fire pit that day, fighting against the Zen staff in his hand. The Zen staff was made of the Golden Buddha and contained millions of years of power, enough to change the mountains, rivers, and seas of the six realms. , suppress all evil spirits in heaven and earth.
Now with the help of Buddhist artifacts, and hundreds of thousands of reinforcements from all walks of life, they are all the most outstanding and powerful ethnic groups in the six realms. The forces from all directions gathered together, and they were almost unable to suppress a trace of the fire pit in the sky. Soul body!
If she were born, wouldn't it cause chaos in the six realms?
The Immortal Lord gritted his teeth and pressed hard on the Zen staff in his hand that was constantly being overturned. The golden bead on the top rotated faster and faster, and the crazy impact sound was crisp and messy. Along with the sharp pain in the tiger's mouth, the palm of his hand was hot and hot. , the Immortal Lord shouted at the person below him.
"If you hold on for a while longer, the sky fire will soon incinerate her into smoke again!"
So what if he is resurrected.
The soul body is still in this pit of fire. It could burn her to death three million years ago, and it can still do it now!
As long as she persists for a while longer, the crazily pounding and roaring soul body will become weak. She is now in the magma. Even if the soul body is powerful and indestructible, it will sooner or later be reduced to ashes in this blazing heat!
This is his chance to make meritorious deeds, and he must not fail!
Thinking of this, the Immortal Lord gritted his teeth and directly exploded all the spiritual power in his body to apply it on the Zen staff. Seeing this, all the clans around him also followed suit, leaving no room for anything, or even backfired on themselves, applying all their power to that Zen staff. Above the golden net!
Under the overwhelming net, the soul struggled desperately, and the terrifying force tore the golden net, and everyone above the golden cloud was also crumbling. (End of chapter)