I Am Really Not The Son of Providence

Nine golden crows bred from the stele of the emperor, and directly turned into rounds of big suns to pounce on the flame saint.

Although they are only derived from the emperor stele runes, they have terrifying strength comparable to divine beasts, and the aura emitted by each golden crow is comparable to a saint.

Even as the light of the inscription on the stone tablet increases, the aura of these golden crows becomes more and more powerful.

Rao is that the Flame Saint is not at the bottom in the Tribulation Period, only half a step away from the True Saint, and at this time a deep look of panic appeared on his face.

Because he felt a deadly threat on these golden crows, if he couldn't handle it this time, he might really fall on Yingzhou Island.

"Get out of here!"

The flame saint condensed a series of flame protection shields at the fastest speed, blocking them in front of the nine golden crows, hoping to stop them for a moment.

But he himself turned into a flame of holy light, blasting away in the opposite direction, and escaped first.

Compared with face, life is more important!

It is a pity that the moment he launched an attack on this emperor monument, this emperor monument seemed to have locked him.

The flame shield could not stop the Golden Crow in the slightest, and was completely pierced, refined, and swallowed almost instantly, even making the Golden Crow's energy more powerful and terrifying.

The nine golden crows completely blocked all the dodge directions of the flame saint, and rushed towards him.

The scorching flame instantly wrapped his whole person in it.

Originally, such as the flame saint, who majored in fire attribute techniques, could almost be immune to any flame damage, but at this time this flame power is too powerful.

This is the Golden Crow sacred fire, which seems to be born out of the real fire of the sun, although it is not on the list of wonders of the world, its power is far inferior to the pure real fire of the sun.

But under the power of the ancient stele, this rich golden crow divine fire is enough to directly refine this flame saint!

For a moment, the screams of the saint came from the flames, stern and crazy.

"Damn it, why does an ancient preaching monument have such terrible lethality?"

The flame sage showed a hideous color on his face, and he suddenly looked at Shen Tian and others who had retreated hundreds of miles away: "This seat is robbed today, you can't even think about staying out!"

It was your discovery of this stele that made this saint contaminate this terrible flame.

If this seat is going to die, then die together!

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Thinking of this, the flame saint's whole person directly turned into a holy fire, blasting towards Shen Tian's direction!

"How did this bastard become holy?"

Linglong Diji had an ugly face. The Flame Saint was the Supreme Elder of the Jiuyang Holy Land in Zhongzhou, and to a certain extent was actually under the control of the Great Desolate Immortal Dynasty.

It's just that the flame saint has nothing to do with no relatives and no reason, and his character is paranoid and ruthless, so he always acts as he wants, without the slightest bit of mighty tolerance.

But Linglong Diji didn't expect that this guy would actually be hysterical, thinking about pulling the gods and everyone else.

If this happened, even the Holy Land of Nine Suns would definitely not be able to bear the consequences and would be knocked on the door by angry parties.

I can only say that this guy is really crazy and selfish, without any worries.

Shen Tian's eyes were like electricity, staring straight at the Flame Saint: "You go back first, I will stop him."

As soon as the voice fell, Shen Tian's body suddenly exploded with an extremely strong aura, directly pushing everyone around him towards the distance.

This force was so huge that even Zhang Yunxi and Linglong Diji, who had broken through to the Nascent Soul Stage with Ten Rank Golden Core, had no resistance at all.

For a time, only Shen Tian was left in front of the Flame Saint!

Seeing the flame saint approaching, Shen Tian didn't show any fear on his face.

He just stared at the approaching flames indifferently, as if looking at a cloud of clouds, completely unable to threaten him.

"I heard that you are a rare tianjiao in the sacred land of the gods. If you can hold a person like you to be a great emperor, this seat is worth death."

The flame saint showed a hideous smile. Although he was born in the holy land, he was born with a strong foundation and poor aptitude.

Although he has gone through all kinds of dangers and fights, and barely survived two thunderstorms, he has reached his limit.

Therefore, what flame saints hate most is the kind of supreme arrogant favored by fate and the kind of child of luck.

Unfortunately, Shen Tian has achieved the top level in both aspects.

Even if this seat is going to die, he must be buried with him!

...

The Flame Saint is getting closer and closer to Shen Tian.

Shen Tian could even feel the hot flames roasting his skin and hair, and the power of this flame was not even weaker than Nanming Lihuo.

If it were not condensed from the Golden Crow Emperor Stele, it was not the source of alien fire among the wonders of heaven and earth, one portion would cost one less, and the value of this flame source alone would be immeasurable!

"The disciples who want to move this seat, have you ever asked this seat?"

At this moment, the indifferent voice sounded between the heaven and the earth, and a stalwart figure slowly appeared.

He was enveloped in the shining thunder celestial light. At this moment, he calmly looked at the flame saint, and the celestial light trembled violently.

It seems to vent a strong anger!

"Shen Xiao Sheng advocates Long Yuan, don't think that you will be afraid of you if you become a holy!"

"On the day of sanctification, you have not been born yet!"

The flesh of the flame saint is being refined by the golden crow flame, which is a painful process.

He roared, and the whole person turned into a scarlet 40,000-meter knife and swung across the sky, almost dividing the whole world into two.

The flame lotus blossoms can be seen in the broken space, poignant and gorgeous.

With this knife, the flame saint had already broken the jar, and the energy in his body was urged to the extreme, even a life-and-death blow.

"Before entering the island, the parties have agreed that whoever finds the opportunity will go to him. Since you are so unreasonable, you have framed this disciple."

The immortal light on Zhang Longyuan's body surface is rippling more and more violently: "That seat will end your pain early and let you know that Xiuxian does not live longer than anyone else."

After a word, a long sword shot out from the fairy light of the Holy Master of God.

Behind him appeared a vision of the Lei Emperor, surrounded by ten divine beasts, and golden thunder filled half the sky.

"Exit!"

The Holy Master of Gods indifferently looked at the flame saint, and the endless Hunyuan God Thunder surged towards the long sword like money-free, rendering the holy sword extremely bright.

Cang~

The golden streamer flashed in the void, and instantly shuttled away hundreds of thousands of feet away.

The light of the 40,000-meter blazing sword gang suddenly dimmed, and then separated from the tip of the knife abruptly from left to right, and was directly cut in half by this sword light.

...

Whoosh~

The thunderbolt made a crash.

A line of blood slowly appeared between the center of the eyebrows of the Flame Saint, spreading down the nose, mouth, throat, and belly button.

The saint corpse that had been chopped in two fell powerlessly from the void, and red gold blood splashed into the sky.

"After today, if a saint oppresses this disciple, he must be cut!"

Shenxiaosheng advocates Longyuan, slaying the saint with one sword!

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