Heavenly Star

When he once again endured that terrible pressure and the feeling of suffocation that was completely irresistible, Yan Ying Ming's face changed dramatically... Now among the North Emperor Sect, only he witnessed the miracle of the evil Lord firing an arrow into the cliff, and now the feeling is exactly the same as when he fired that astonishing arrow. As if the air had been withdrawn, the soul would be withdrawn, over a distant altitude, a large pot cap pressed down with its head, dull and unable to breathe at all.

And what he feels at this time is the feeling of every North Emperor present, including the broken soul and those two ultimately powerful men with divine power. Their bodies that had rushed out at the same time stagnated in the air, staring horribly at the evil emperor in the air, their pupils suddenly contracted as large as needles, staring dead at Ye Wuchen's right hand slowly moving.

It's a powerful pressure they've never felt, never even imagined. Powerful enough to give almost no rivals on the continent of Heaven and Chen a sense of bone terror, as if they were fragile in the face of this force with no resistance at all. That feeling, never.

And on the bow of the North Emperor, the target to which the formed blood arrow is directed, is, of course, the... Flaming Soul!

“Heart, when he used this arrow... every word he shot, he felt the pressure on his body increase by a point, and when the sentence was complete, he almost exhausted all his strength.

Shooting an arrow at the cliff of the sunset, now whoever else on the whole of Tianchen mainland does not know the evil emperor's original astonishing arrow, suddenly heard that they still can not contain the gall warfare alarm. At this moment, they have personally felt how powerful it is to shoot the cliffs in half, and these great masters of arrogance who somehow begin to tremble their teeth. The feeling of death, so close.

"Protect the lord!” From the shock of this terrible force, the two powerful gods suddenly woke up, no longer attacked Ye Wuchen, and at the same time turned back, blocking the flaming soul. As they drank loudly, more than a dozen masters behind the flaming soul also woke up like dreams. They moved forward, blocking in front of the flaming soul and the flaming mingle. This momentum has shown how powerful the next arrow will be, and even if a divine master is hit, there is a good chance that an arrow will kill him. This arrow, in turn, clearly targets the flaming soul, and they dare not gamble about the possibility of avoiding the flaming soul, but only to protect themselves in front of them with their body and strength.

Heavy shadows mix with the smell of death in the air, which is a forbidden instrument that exerts irresistible pressure. Ye Wuchen at this time, if he had the divine power, this pressure would increase several times, even a dozen times.

What they do not know is that the "Blood Kill the Arrow” of the catastrophic bow, though unmatched in power, has a distinct flaw - it takes a long period of time to accumulate the power of the catastrophe before it is fired, which can be interrupted as long as it strikes Ye's unchen body. This is also the regret of the other two tremendous moves of the catastrophe bow.

If those two divine masters did not choose to return to protect themselves from the flaming souls, but continued to attack Ye Wuchen, this "Blood Breaking Wind Arrow” would be difficult to fire out again. But in that case, they had no second option.

“Since you have the courage to be powerless towards the Emperor, bear the wrath of the Emperor...”

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The sky suddenly darkened, and everyone's eyes clearly saw a thin light of blood descending from the sky and zooming into their pupils. For a brief moment, the whole world was left with this thin light. Without breathing, without sound, everything solidified...

“Protect the Patriarch!! ”

“Drink! ”

“Block!! ”

“Ahhh! ”

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Boom!

A shocking blast, the earth trembled violently in the chestnuts, the surrounding world, completely covered by flying sand and dust, can no longer see a trace, can only hear the constant humming and screaming in the sand and dust.

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Another place.

A drop of sweat beads is secreted uninterruptedly from the cold cliffs, water drops are covered on the forehead, and tight clothes are soaked with sweat. He curled his body and curled it into a huge group, squeezing tightly around the corner of a wooden pile, his eyes half-crushed and listening to every move outside.

He doesn't know how long it's been since he set foot in the land of the North Emperor. But if someone told him he'd been here ten days and ten nights, he wouldn't have any doubt. Here, every step, every step forward, is under tremendous pressure and at great risk. Raise your vigilance to the highest level every minute and every second of the day, and don't dare to have even a hint of negligence, year after year.

Far away, he heard disturbances from the north and continued to be rushed towards the source of the disturbances. He implicitly guessed what had been born, he was not worried, he did not hesitate, he immediately turned his attention back and moved one step closer to the prison. And the riot also attracted most of the North Emperor Zong masters, only those with relatively low strength and relatively low status stayed in their positions and were not allowed to leave, which caused the pressure on the cold cliff to drop sharply, and his footsteps accelerated, but his constantly high vigilance never let go.

At this time, this pile of firewood in which he was hiding was situated, just inclined towards the entrance to that prison, where two men with long swords stood with no turning eyes, a serious face, without any signs of negativity. The cold cliffs have been curling up there for a long time, and no opportunity has been found.

This is an extremely stubborn man, in which case he still does not have the option of temporarily avoiding looking elsewhere, but simply stays here and waits for the moment to enter.

Time passes by and the sweat beads on the cold cliffs continue to fall underground on dry wood. Perhaps because of the proximity to the infinity swamp and the smell of dirt, he walked all the way and did not see anyone moving near this small prison, which, although convenient to him, did not let him relax, even if a master walked three steps in front of him in the position where he was now hiding and in the curled position, combined with the breath of death and seclusion, he would not appear if he did not deliberately bend over.

“Hey, you two, get in here, quick!! ”

Originally in a very quiet prison, suddenly a woman's pointy voice shouted out. From the sound, the owner of the voice seemed to be far away, and when it reached the cold cliff ear, it became weak but clear enough to hear.

The two men who stood at the door heard the words, turning their heads simultaneously, smiling with bitterness, and then dragged the sword into their hands with a reluctant expression. God knows whether they have come to see her or to hear her call.

The frown of the cold cliff sank, and his heart became calm. Just as the two of them turned and disappeared into sight, he rolled out and made a mistake under his feet, rushing in the direction of the jail door like a sudden wind. After a very short stay at the door, he bit his teeth and rushed in.

Although this is a prison, strictly speaking it is not a prison. Because there are no iron windows, no iron bars, no stinging nose smell, on the contrary, everything is made of wood. The cell in that room, whether the walls, windows or even the door, is made of wood. There is a thick layer of hay on the ground. After a brief test at the door, there are no other people present, so they do not hesitate to enter.

These cells are housed in people of the North Emperor Sect who have not made too much mistakes. For these masters with flaming spirits, there is no difference between iron and wooden windows and wooden doors, which can be easily broken off as long as they want. And as long as you're locked up here, it means that you've only thought about your nature, that you're bound by your freedom, that you won't be tortured or anything, so no one will be foolish enough to escape, otherwise you'll be punished more severely. Therefore, there is no need for iron in the cells here. And those who make a big mistake, or who are caught from outside, will be held in a dungeon in the east, where the real organs weigh heavily.

Stepping on thick hay, he made a slight “sand” sound, his heart walked forward for a while, still didn't see any shadows, ears, there was a fuzzy conversation between a woman and those two just now, he stood quietly for a moment, felt around, slowly walking towards the source of the sound.

The conversation stopped, and the footsteps of the cold cliff stopped at the same time, gently beneath his feet, his body vacated, like a black gecko firmly affixed to the wooden house above, motionless.

Immediately, the sound of stepping on the hay from afar to close, the two men muttering with dissatisfaction and walking outward. The prison was high, and they didn't feel his presence as they walked directly beneath the cold cliff. They walked far from the cold cliff's sight, and then took two consecutive corners, walked out and guarded both sides of the gate.

The gaze of the cold cliff shifted back to the direction the two had just gone. It was also a wooden cell, and the wooden doors were hand-held by the two men when they walked away, without locks, and the people inside could not be seen clearly. The cold cliff was spinning, and the room was closed to a woman, who couldn't help but pay attention. Taking a breath, he patted his hand against the wall, adsorbed it tightly, and proceeded silently over the room, going all the way to the wooden door, then relaxed his palms and fell down from the top.

But just as his body fell halfway, the concealed wooden door suddenly opened, revealing a girl with a slightly shorter body and a light yellow dress, she was just about to lift up, suddenly stopped, staring at a shadow suddenly fell out of front of her, couldn't help but scream out of her mouth.

“Ah--”