Volume 2 Whose Era Chapter 9: Immortal Golden Flame

Mo Shao had heard reports from his subordinates a long time ago and knew that the person who actually killed his disciple was a mortal swordsman master with a haggard figure and a head full of white hair, who looked exactly like the man in front of him.

However, his gaze only stayed on Wang Chen for a moment, and he was attracted by this huge and mysterious magic circle, and his heart was shocked.

"What kind of magic circle is this? What are you doing?!"

To be able to become the deputy leader of the Red Sword Sect, he is also a resolute and decisive person. He cried out in surprise, raised his sword and chopped it fiercely. A sharp sword energy flew out and split into countless tiny sword energies in the air, like a rain of swords.

He had a vague feeling that what the white-haired man was doing would be extremely disadvantageous to him.

Even if you are a master of swordsmanship among mortals, how can you possibly avoid the overwhelming sword energy!

He sneered and pounced on the sword net.

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light shone through the gaps in the sword net!

That bit of light suddenly shone brightly in an instant, emitting a thousand-foot-long light that shattered his countless sword energies.

His eyes were filled with endless golden light.

Even the heart is tightened.

He was breathing heavily, as if facing a golden sun.

A terrifying pressure and murderous aura came towards me.

No!

At that moment, he actually saw death, which was a feeling he had never experienced before.

He was breathing heavily and sweating profusely.

Looking at the white-haired man in the magic circle, he suddenly became full of body and his golden hair was flying.

He was shocked. What kind of master is this?

Wang Chen looked over with murderous eyes.

Just now, his Qi Sea suddenly broke free from the constraints of the golden crystals.

However, I suddenly felt a piercing pain coming from the soles of my feet.

The magic circle suddenly burst into golden flames.

This was a magical flame that penetrated through the pores and energy points all over his body and penetrated into his body. In an instant, he was surrounded by blazing golden flames.

Crack! In severe pain, he broke a tooth.

Immortal Golden Fire!

It turns out that this is the golden fire that creates immortals.

Wang Chen recognized this flame. If the pain brought to him by Xue Wuxue's raging immortal blood was like being cut off by slow slicing, then the pain of the burning immortal golden fire now was a hundred times more than before.

This is beyond words.

"Could it be that the huge energy that softened the remaining blood of all the True Immortals just now was just a prelude to the activation of the formation, and at this moment, the formation is officially activated?!" Wang Chen thought in horror.

In this case, how could a cultivator possibly withstand the power of this formation?

Crackling!

Almost instantly, his entire body was roasted and exploded from the inside out, and where it exploded, golden flames were exposed.

Hahahaha, hahaha!

After escaping death, one's emotions are always particularly unrestrained, and Mo Shao laughed wildly.

"So, the True Immortal that the dead ghost king was talking about was you."

"What did he say before he died?"

"With my blood, I beg the immortal with tears. Who do you beg, you fool?"

The scene before him made Mo Shao very frightened. Could it be that in this world, there really was some magical power that could create a true immortal?

He knew that the magic circle was activated at this moment, and no matter how he attacked, it would be ineffective, so he chose to disrupt Wang Chen's mind, although he believed that even if he did nothing, this man would surely die under such terrible energy pressure.

At the same time, he checked the magic circle and wanted to destroy it, but he was worried that the magic circle would stop and the horrible creature inside would escape.

The figure in the flames looked at him coldly, with golden flames burning , and his gaze made his heart palpitate.

Wang Chen's consciousness was rapidly dissipating. How could an ordinary cultivator possibly endure this kind of pain, this kind of flame that did not belong to this world?

It turned into ashes in just a moment.

Bang bang bang!

The storage ring in Wang Chen's hand could not withstand the golden flame of the Immortal Forming Force, and it made a shattering sound. The power of space surged, and the items stored in it were scattered everywhere.

Countless Yuanling stones and collected magic weapons were scattered around, filling the entire magic circle.

"What? You actually have so many Yuanling stones and magic weapons?"

A hint of greed flashed across Mo Shao's mind, but he knew that in the current situation, he could only see it but had no chance of getting it.

What surprised him even more was that the two figures that suddenly appeared in the formation seemed like unconscious puppets, but they had unparalleled majesty.

It was the Blood Demon Ancestor and the Black Ice Demon Emperor.

"What is this? What kind of horrible puppet is this!"

Mo Shao was filled with shock.

Compared with these two puppets, the source equipment wrapped in the purest ice crystals and the golden beads that fell to the ground and seemed to have melted were not so conspicuous.

Golden flames rose with a high temperature that could destroy the world.

The first thing to break was the ordinary spirit stone, which was refined into pure spiritual energy.

Then there are Yuanling Stones and various magic weapons.

Even the true power clones of the Black Ice Demon Emperor and the Blood Demon Ancestor slowly melted and turned into extremely rich spiritual energy.

The ice crystals contained in the source vessel are slowly melting.

The golden bead actually turned into a dazzling liquid, which wrapped around the source suit and dyed it golden.

In the flames, only a few objects such as the Six Paths Sword were still floating.

These things were not afraid of the Immortal-shaping Golden Flame and there was no sign of being refined at all.

The spiritual energy became thicker and thicker, like crystal mercury, floating in the flames. When it touched Wang Chen, it seeped in through the cracks like a sponge absorbing water. Suddenly, golden light filled Wang Chen's body.

This strange scene made Mo Shao secretly anxious.

He continued to try to confuse Wang Chen's mind.

"Come, I want you to take a look at what is happening to those mortals who believed that you could become a true immortal now."

Mo Shao made a mistake. He thought that Liang State was using the whole country's strength to shape Wang Chen into a true immortal , but he did not expect that this matter was just a temporary one.

And a few hours ago, the people of Liang wanted to kidnap Wang Chen to appease his anger.

He clasped his hands together and pulled open a mirage in front of Wang Chen. The mist flickered and revealed the scene of the outside world.

It was a ruined city. Liangcheng, which had been decorated with lights and colors just now, had become a dead city. All that could be seen was bright red and ashes.

The unwilling soul opened its eyes wide, watching those cruel evil fairies searching in the abandoned city.

Outside the palace, there was a sea of blood and corpses. The once wide corridors were filled with the bodies of the imperial guards, which was a horrifying sight.

Some cannot even be called corpses, they can only be called body parts or fragments.

"Blood splatters on the evil immortal!"

The remaining imperial guards still shouted fearlessly and rushed towards the two cultivators who were like meat grinders.

Finally, even the last soldier was chopped into pieces by the flying sword that could cut through iron like mud.

On the sea of blood and corpses, only the last commander of the imperial guards was left, supporting the body of King Liang.

"kill!"

His voice was sad.

After saying this, the general slowly put down the body of King Liang. He drew out the long sword from his waist, looked up to the sky and shouted,

"charge!"

But behind him, there was no one.

After the solemn silence.

Staring at the two cultivators in front of him with indifferent faces, he shouted and rushed forward alone.

Blood splattered, but the evil immortal remained, like an unshakable mountain. This unwillingness and resentment.

Turned into a shout from the bottom of my heart.

I still remember King Liang’s cry.

"With my blood, I beg the True Immortal to come."

"Kill all these evil people who think they are immortals!" he roared heartbreakingly.

After a brief moment.

There was a faint response from outside the palace.

There are people outside the high walls. They are the survivors. Even if they are dead, they want to die in this palace that symbolizes the State of Liang.

"With my blood, I beg the True Immortal to come."

"Kill all these evil people who claim to be immortals!"

Blood and tears are intertwined, and the sound reaches deep into the soul.

It also alarmed the cultivators in the distance, who flew towards this side rapidly on their swords.

These ants deserved to die. In the golden light, Mo Shao spread his hands and spoke to Wang Chen, who looked like golden charcoal, with an exaggerated expression.

He was trying to shake Wang Chen's mind, waiting for him to turn into ashes.

"Believe me, they are stupid!"

"And you actually believe in using magic arrays to become a true immortal?"

"If it were really that easy, wouldn't everyone in the world be a true immortal? Are you...

stupid?"

Golden flames evaporated in his eyes, and everything he saw suddenly slowed down.

Boom!

The heart beat violently, heavily and slowly.

At this moment, time seems to have turned into a gear that rotates frequently.

The deafening sound of heartbeat,

Mo Shao's open mouth and the word "silly" in his mouth...

Together with the flying sword that flew towards the imperial guards outside the palace...