Chapter 1719: dream? "The Third Update"

This masked woman named the ninth-level holy king is the grandson of the god-king Ying Kun of the Siyuan God Realm: Ying Ting.

Ying Ting's beautiful eyes were full of cold light, and she said to everyone: "Now Jing Yun and Xuanyuan Rou have entered the underground palace. Let's go in and make a quick decision, kill the two and then leave quickly!"

After that, Ying Ting and the descendants of the other six **** kings, with sixty-three people, shot towards the burning flame underground palace at high speed...

With a distance of 1,300 immortals, and in just three breaths, seventy people gathered at the entrance of the underground palace, condensed the divine power light curtain to protect their bodies, and after they were prevented from being burned by the flames, they flew into the burning flame underground palace with murderous aura.

After entering, Ying Ting looked up and saw a cave with a radius of ten thousand feet.

The heat wave was rolling in the cave, and the ground was burned with a magma-like color, but she did not find Tan Yun and Xuanyuanrou.

"Where's the person?" Ying Ting'e frowned, and the others were also confused.

At this time, everyone did not know that Tan Yun and Xuanyuan Rou were standing on the rock wall above everyone's heads with murderous intent.

"Rou'er, listen to my password later, and then do it." Tan Yun said in a voice transmission: "I will do it first and catch them off guard."

"Okay." Xuanyuanrou said through voice transmission, "Be careful."

"Yeah." Tan Yun nodded, then with a grim smile on his face, when he swooped down, his right palm suddenly pushed out to everyone below, and said sharply, "Purple Heart, burn me!"

"It's the master." With a pleasant voice, he exuded the peak of the twenty-fifth-order aura, possessing the Hongmeng flame that instantly burned the eighth-order superb artifact into nothingness, and drilled out of Tan Yun's right palm.

"Whoosh-"

The heat wave ravaged the void, and the flame of Hongmeng skyrocketed to a huge 30,000 zhang, like a huge volcano, shrouding the 70 people below at high speed!

Ying Ting was the first to react. She raised her head with the flame of the primordial aura falling from the sky above her head. Immediately, her beautiful eyes showed extreme shock, "Not good!"

"I have seen it in the classics. This is the legendary Hongmeng flame, hurry up and avoid it!"

Ying Ting was terrified, she rose into the air, and the five men and one woman headed by her escaped the shrouded Hongmeng flames!

However, the remaining sixty-three people were swallowed by the 30,000-zhang-giant Primordial Flame!

"Ah! Miss Ying, help..."

"Do not……"

"Forgive me..."

"..."

For a while, the tragic screams echoed in the flaming underground palace, almost in the blink of an eye, thirty-three sixth-class holy kings, their skins melted in the sea of ​​​​fire, and when they became dying, Tan Yun hurriedly put away the flame of Hongmeng !

Immediately, thirty-three sixth-rank holy kings who were seriously injured fell to the ground with painful and weak groans.

"Grass... it hurts!"

"what!!"

"..."

In the hoarse screams, the thirty seventh-rank holy kings were appalling!

Thirty seventh-level holy kings, their hair, eyebrows, clothes, and even their entire body skin were scorched! It's like thirty human-shaped black charcoal!

"Bing'er, freeze them for me!" Tan Yun, who swooped down, pressed his left palm in the air. Immediately, the 30,000-meter-high Hongmeng Bingyan exuding the atmosphere of the early stage of the twenty-sixth order emerged from Tan Yun's palm. , devoured the thirty seventh-rank holy kings who were still in shock!

"This is Hongmeng Bingyan, dodge quickly!" Ying Ting screamed and reminded with horrified eyes.

Hearing that, the thirty seventh-rank holy kings had a turbulent wave in their hearts. Although they had never seen Hongmeng Supreme, they still knew that Hongmeng Bingyan and Hongmeng Flame were the two most powerful divine fires when Hongmeng Supreme was alive!

As a result, the thirty seventh-rank holy kings fled and dodged in panic.

The sixteen seventh-rank holy kings at the edge of the range shrouded by the glacial flames of Hongmeng narrowly escaped the shroud of the glacial flames of Hongmeng. However, the remaining fourteen seventh-rank holy kings were swallowed up!

In the Hongmeng Ice Flame, the fourteen people turned into ice sculptures at an extreme speed, and then, in the horror of everyone, the fourteen people who turned into ice sculptures quickly melted!

When the fourteen people almost turned into skeletons, Tan Yun immediately put away the Hongmeng Bingyan, and suddenly, the fourteen people fell to the ground in critical condition.

"Buzz..."

In the shock of the void, Tan Yun sacrificed the Lingxiao Pagoda. With a wave of his right arm, a wave of divine power swept the thirty-three sixth-rank holy kings and fourteen seventh-ranking holy kings who were seriously injured, and sent them to the spiritual pool. After being imprisoned, he was thrown into the first floor of Lingxiao Divine Tower.

"Rou'er, first abolish the sixteen seventh-rank holy kings!"

During Tan Yun's voice transmission, the Hongmeng Divine Sword suddenly flew out from the eyebrows, ingested into the right hand, performed the Hongmeng divine step, inspired the ninth-order top-quality boots, the speed increased sharply, and flickered towards the sixteen seventh-rank holy kings!

The speed was so fast that Ying Ting wanted to rescue him, but he was powerless!

"Push, puff!"

"what!"

"Don't kill me...forgive me!"

"..."

The blood splashed and dyed the void red, and the limbs of nine seventh-rank holy kings were cut off by Tan Yun, screaming and falling into the void!

Almost at the same time, Xuanyuan Rou, who was shy of closing the moon, flipped her hand, holding a seventh-order superb sword, flashing down from the sky above the cave. Cut off, and cut off the hamstrings of both feet!

"Shhhhh-"

Xuanyuan Rou's slender fingers flicked, and a wave of divine power ingested the eyebrows of sixteen seventh-rank holy kings, imprisoning the spirit pond.

Afterwards, Xuanyuan's soft and boneless jade arm flicked, and a puff of divine power wrapped the sixteen people and sent them to the first floor of the Lingxiao Divine Pagoda!

At this moment, on the first floor of Lingxiao Divine Pagoda, Pang Yuqi's nine people looked at the sixty-three people who were horrified and lost their faces, with endless fear in their eyes.

...

At this moment, in the flaming underground palace, Tan Yun turned his head suddenly, his hands danced from his chest at a high speed, and suddenly, a dazzling divine power flew out, and at the exit of the huge underground palace, a barrier was arranged to block divine consciousness and sound insulation!

After that, Tan Yun slowly turned his head back and stood side by side with Xuanyuan Rou, looking indifferently at the seven masked men with dignified expressions tens of thousands of meters away!

"Jing Yun, who exactly are you?" Ying Ting held the ninth-order superb artifact and stared at Tan Yun as if he was facing a great enemy, "Even if you are a disciple of Lingxia Tianzun, it is impossible for you to use Hongmeng flame and Hongmeng ice flame! "

"And Hongmeng Supreme has completely died in the reincarnation of the world, how can you use Hongmeng flame, Hongmeng ice flame?"

Facing the questioning, Tan Yun turned a deaf ear. He stared at the seven people with a stubborn smile on the corner of his mouth, "Let me guess who you are."

"If I guessed correctly, you were sent by God King Ying Kun, God King Zhuping, God King Qu Yi, God King Shi Song, God King Fang Yu, God King Wei Shuo, God King Ling Guan?"

Hearing this, Ying Ting denied it on the spot, "Miss Ben doesn't know what you are talking about!"

"Haha." Tan Yunpi said without a smile: "It doesn't matter whether you admit it or not, the important thing is that none of you will ever leave the abyss alive."

"Really?" Ying Ting's beautiful eyes were full of murderous intent, "I don't care who you are, Miss, but you are only a third-class great saint, and your fiancee is only a sixth-class great saint!" "You still want to deal with it. Miss Ben? It's just a dream!"