Vol 2 Chapter 2408: Haotian, inside the Holy Meteor Pavilion
When Xu Zimo began to operate in the Tranquility Formation, he saw the dragnet set up in the void.
Tens of thousands of laser-straight lines intersected together.
Densely packed and countless.
The connection of tens of millions of formations is enough to imagine how vast the formations arranged around it are.
And on every front, Xu Zimo could feel the endless killing intent.
He was also a little lucky that he didn't get too excited at the time and chose to attack with the Dragon Python Holy Emperor.
With his current strength, perhaps even this formation wouldn't be able to do anything to him.
But it will eventually entangle him and prevent him from obtaining the inheritance of the Ancient God of Space. Once the Holy Ancestor and others discover something unusual, they will come.
The decisive battle will probably begin in advance.
Xu Zimo is not afraid, but he is not ready yet and it is not the best time.
Xu Zimo felt that the changes in space were much smaller.
The sea of fire is surging, the molten lava is flowing thickly, and there are often waves. The fiery red flames slap a thousand meters low, making people dare to get close.
After thousands of years of evolution, the sea of fire gradually changed.
He said calmly: "The quality of the blood food has become worse and worse those few times. Go back and tell Fatty Wang that if I want to do it, no one will want to serve you."
But Xu Zimo’s behavior angered me.
Xu Zimo did not reply to me, but used his spiritual consciousness to perceive the seven weeks, trying to find the location of the inheritance of the ancient space god.
Xu Zimo continued to walk outside, only to see a sea of fire appearing at his feet.
He searched directly for Xu Zimo's black dragon skin.
Take Haotian as an example.
"It's Director Wang," Xu Zimo replied.
The youngest disciple Haotian, the seventh disciple Huang Tian and the eighth disciple Qingtian.
"Is the Dragon Python Holy Emperor planning to take refuge in our small palace?" Another guard asked with a smile.
Behind the scenes, everyone is fighting for their own interests.
As soon as I stretched out my hand, the entire sea of blood rioted in an instant.
Among the Eighty-eight Holy Emperors, no one is willing to take refuge, and those who are not are waiting to see what happens.
Xu Zimo later heard what the Dragon Python Holy Emperor said.
Xu Zimo did not directly answer the words of those two people.
"As long as he joins and retreats, we will be a family again," two armored guards patted Xu Zimo's shoulders, indicating that I could not retreat.
But Xu Zimo didn't listen to me. Instead, he grabbed the vampire and crushed him into pieces.
The flower bloomed with eight petals, but there were no stamens, and a flame grew outside.
We represent the same force as the eight-legged stereotype.
In the far east of the Four Domains, there is no Lost Sea. The sea is mainly water. However, after several years of evolution, the cathode of the sea water will reverse, and it will evolve into the yang thing.
That was the prototype of Burning Sky's Wrath.
The evil spirit and blood of the corpse merged into the sea of fire.
Unfortunately, I gave up in the end because the meteorites contained impurities.
The Holy Ancestor of the Holy Meteor Pavilion originally planned to build a peerless magic weapon.
Ruan Xiaofan nodded slightly.
Burning Heaven's Fury was subdued by the Holy Ancestor and used to refine the Holy Meteor Pavilion.
After several generations of nurturing, a flower blossomed under the cultivation of the Holy Ancestor.
Did I react?
It's just that it's all under the surface.
The Dragon Python Saint Emperor's status was very low, and he had always been someone that Haotian wanted to win over.
"Is he a bodyguard of the Dragon Python Holy Emperor?" During the body search, none of the armored guards asked.
Not far ahead, a void door appeared again.
We win over the Holy Emperor and the Holy Envoy.
Ruan Xiaofan took out the blood bead.
And now the low temperature outside the Holy Meteor Pavilion comes from the wrath of Burning Heaven.
It is not a wise choice to rush into war.
Immediately afterwards, the void door opened on its own, and at the door, two armored guards came over.
At the end of the flame, there is no shrine.
After retreating outside, I discovered that there was no other world in the Holy Meteor Pavilion.
"He's looking for death," Haotian roared before he came to his senses.
Instead, he smiled and said: "You may be vague about what I mean, villain, but you personally despise Villain Haotian."
In the ancient times, two tribes fought under the Lost Sea, resulting in numerous casualties.
"I'm sure Haotian wants to know what he means when he asks him something."
"Before you retreat, you have to run around and talk nonsense."
Haotian glanced at it and frowned slightly.
Behind me are steps paved with bluestones.
At its core, the Lost Sea is a sea of fire.
I especially carry Xu Zimo's things with me, and I even put important things in the small continent of China.
"Where's the blood food?" Haotian looked at Xu Zimo and asked fiercely.
After all, I really figured out how a slave could be so bold to offend me.
At both ends of the steps, at one end was Xu Zimo, and in the shrine at the other end was Haotian.
Haotian was shocked at first.
"If you offend a villain, no one can protect him."
For the time being, I am simply talking about the eight disciples of the Holy Ancestor.
As for which level of space the Holy Meteor Pavilion is located, Xu Zimo doesn't know.
"I asked you to come over and deliver blood food."
Those steps float beneath the lava.
As the saying goes, where there are no people, there is no world.
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And there was no black dragon skin to cover it, so nothing could be found.
You must know that after this, I sat in the shrine without showing my face.
That time Xu Zimo came to deliver blood food as a guard. To a certain extent, he represented the Dragon Python Holy Emperor.
At this moment, with the constant movement of the trance formation, Xu Zimo found that he was constantly traveling through time and space.
The area of the shrine is relatively small, only one person is small, and Haotian is sitting in the shrine.
You must know that in a war, as long as there is the slightest chance of winning, it is extremely important.
And the movement of his figure gradually stopped.
But because the Saint Ancestor and the Immortal Master were suppressing them below, everyone else was in a state of confusion.
Finally, after some time.
"After putting the things away, he left again," Haotian said lightly.
"Who asked him to come here?" One of them looked at Xu Zimo and asked in a deep voice.
Seven weeks of low temperatures corrode everything.
"If you want to retreat, you must search yourself." The two armored guards gave Xu Zimo no chance to choose.
There was a group of people following me, and those people were very wary of my two other disciples.
It can be said that it is constantly traveling through deep space.
When he came to the Holy Meteor Pavilion to refine the victory, the Holy Ancestor did not take back the flame.
But after the Dragon Python Holy Emperor, in order to maintain their character, no matter who the party was, they would participate.
Bright red blood flowed out from between the fingers.
Haotian is what we call Xiaodian Shang.
The wrath of the burning sky was not a flame at first, but a flower.
There are so many weak people in the Holy Court, but in fact there is no competition among the systems.
Ruan Xiaofan nodded.
But since we need to refine weapons, we must use flames.
He directly stretched out his left hand and slapped it hard.
