The Earth Conquers All Worlds

"Barbarian from another world, you are right."

Zhao Shi's contemptuous tone made Gregory III's face instantly turn blood red, and it took him a long time to calm down and release the link with the holy power of light in the bodies of the remaining sixteen sky-level priests.

"But you're still going to die!"

Roar!

The explosion roar shook the space into ripples like water waves layer by layer, shaking more than 800 flying swords around, and the aura dimmed.

A natural coercion from higher-ranking creatures covered the entire field, deterring the bodies of all players in the Qi Refining Realm, causing them to lose all control inside and outside their bodies.

A huge broken skeleton appeared in the air amidst the mountain-like sea of ​​golden-red flames. The aura was a little dimmer than before. As soon as it appeared, it swallowed the surrounding flames, and pieces of flaming flesh and blood emerged from the broken bones.

The speed seems to be slow, and the formation of every flaming bone, flesh, and meridian is clearly visible, and it seems that Jiangong can be attacked at any time.

But this is totally an illusion.

There is a huge and domineering mental force that forcibly 'stuffs' the pictures of this scene into the minds of everyone around, announcing its arrival to the world.

The coercion increased rapidly, and soon, a tall, majestic, and handsome flame holy lion appeared in the air.

As soon as it appeared burning golden-red holy flames, it stared at Zhao Shi, and his figure quickly disappeared.

It has a complete memory, and it also recognizes the ant that hurt it.

Zhao Shi's complexion changed, and the bloody long sword with golden flames suspended in the hilt instinctively slashed obliquely forward.

He who has always advocated rough and head-to-head attacking the strong, under tremendous pressure, quickly remembered the allusion to the enemy taught by the older generation that "the sword walks lightly".

Ding!

The space was distorted and disordered, and a thick and sharp giant claw accurately grasped the blade of the bloody long sword.

The golden-red flames were burning fiercely, and the huge flaming claws, the size of a small mountain peak, were light and flexible, and every movement followed a certain natural rhythm.

If there are highly intelligent Golden Core stage monks here, perhaps they can learn a lot from this seemingly simple claw and create a not-so-weak offensive spell.

For the lower-level monks, every move of the Nascent Soul Stage monks perfectly fits the space and follows the laws of the space.

Zhao Shi's evasion and prediction became a joke under the higher level of control over the space.

"Is it so fierce?"

The Qi Refining Realm players below, who had just woken up from the Nascent Soul-level coercion and shock, were horrified. Their weapons were all seized. How can they fight?

"Ants……"

The flame holy lion clamped Zhao Shi's blood sword with one claw, and the flame vortex opened its mouth wide, swallowing the blood sword and the flames on its body in one gulp.

Its every move affects the space, controls the space, restricts Zhao Shi's left and right, and suppresses his escape.

"A sea of ​​blood..."

A soft shout sounded from under the huge mouth of the flame vortex, ignoring the influence and limitations of space, and spreading to all directions without hindrance.

The hearts of all the people around were slightly cold, and they only felt a cold killing intent welling up in their hearts, soaking into the bone marrow and the depths of their souls.

A domineering red moon arc that controlled everyone's gaze descended from the gray night sky, invisible and substanceless, penetrating the twisted and changing space.

After passing through the flame field that covered the world, it flew gently towards the forehead of the flame holy lion, but did not cause any damage to its flame head.

"Roar!"

The flame holy lion suddenly roared in pain, and the golden-red flames all over his body fluctuated chaotically, setting off countless flame explosions in the surrounding space, and the flame world became extremely manic.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the red light of the bloody long sword between the huge sharp claws burst out, broke free from its own confinement, and turned into a stream of extremely condensed and sharp red light, shooting at the golden-red eyes of the flame holy lion the size of a small hill.

The icy killing intent pierced into the depths of the flame holy lion's soul, making it feel cold, suppressing the severe pain in his remnant soul, and barely mobilized some of his strength to condense in his eyes.

The huge eyeballs blinked slightly at the same time, and two golden-red flames shot at the tiny sword light that had reached the eye sockets.

Zhao Shi only felt his body sank, the surrounding space was hot and distorted like a quagmire, the speed of the red sword light he transformed suddenly slowed down, and the distance of just a few centimeters was like a moat, and it seemed that he could never get closer.

"Phoenix fire!"

The golden flame that had been closely following the red sword light suddenly burned violently amidst the explosive roar of Zhao Shi's consciousness.

A layer of golden flame appeared on the blood sword, Zhao Shi only felt his body lighten, and the speed of the sword light returned to the original.

"Ant, how dare you!"

In the furious cry of the flame holy lion, the red light on the tip of the bloody long sword shrank into a needle shape, piercing the pupil formed by the solidified golden red flame, piercing into the giant eye the size of a hill, countless red sword air filaments It exploded suddenly.

boom!

There was a loud noise that shook the whole world, and the eyeballs the size of a hill exploded, and the tissue composed of pieces of flames and a red sword light burst out in all directions at the same time.

A huge hole appeared on the head of the flame holy lion, and a large stream of liquid golden-red flame flowed down from the hole like a waterfall.

As soon as the golden-red flame river fell to the ground, it melted the gray ground into black-gray magma, forming a huge magma lake on the ground, and golden-red flames rose in it, spontaneously absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, which lasted for a long time.

"Ant, I will burn you to death in..."

The flame holy lion roared furiously, and before he finished speaking, a thick red sword aura flew over, cutting off the filthy words that were about to appear in his mouth.

Along with pieces of flame tissue bursting to the surroundings, the red sword light paused, and Zhao Shi's pale figure appeared among the dissipating flame tissue, and a golden flame that was equally gloomy and weak stubbornly floated above his head.

"Ant? Who do you call an ant? A mere remnant soul really regards himself as a Nascent Soul cultivator, which is extremely ridiculous."

Zhao Shi sneered as he slashed out a stream of sword energy to block the roar of the flaming holy lion, his contempt was beyond words.

Nascent Soul stage monks are very strong, strong in all aspects, life span, attack power, defense power, mobility, spirit and soul are all strong, and it is almost impossible for lower-level monks to be their opponents.

And the skeletons of the Nascent Soul stage creatures in front of them seem to be in the peak state of the Nascent Soul stage, even now they can barely burst out the strength of the early Nascent Soul stage monks under the stimulation of external forces.

But its soul is weak, and Zhao Shi and Huang Huo seized the opportunity to break through the defense with one blow.