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Chapter 241 The Golden Flame of the Great Sun Burns the Heavenly Emperor's cultivation base

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    These words fell into Simei's ears.

    Simei couldn't help blushing for a moment.

    "Uncle Lin Xuan, what does this mean? Are you implying us?"

    "Oops! It's too direct, it's unbearable!"

    Simei is extremely shy, but in her heart, each one is full of secret joy¡ª¡ª

    "My dear boy, get up! When this battle is over, I will pass on your own magical powers."

    "By the way, Master, I seem to have heard something from the Taishang Laojun just now that made me 'unlucky to die', right?"

    Yuan Hong turned his head at this time and said to Yang Jian.

    ? Yang Jian thought for a while, the curse of the Taishang Laojun was too vicious, and he had just been apprenticed, so he still had to say some auspicious words, so Yang Jian smiled slightly and said:

    "Master, you heard it wrong, then the Taishang Laojun is telling you to 'be good for yourself', not 'not to die well'."

    Yuan Hong suddenly realized, and said:

    "I'll just say it! How could Taishang Laojun be so vulgar?"

    ? On the other side, Lu Ya single-handedly suppressed the Taishang Laojun, and Haotian's liver and gallbladder were torn apart by the monstrous power of a saint.

    "Lu Ya, this is my fault, please"

    Haotian was sweating profusely, and now, even if he is the emperor of heaven, he has to beg for mercy from Lu Ya.

    After all, Lu Ya is too strong!

    Under the saints, all are ants.

    Now Haotian, no matter what cards and methods he has, cannot be Lu Ya's opponent.

    Lu Ya sneered, this fellow sacrificed his nine elder brothers into puppets, if he was let go, Lu Ya would have trouble sleeping and eating for the rest of his life!

    Thinking of this, Lu Ya's body burst into flames, forming a monstrous golden flame, rolling directly towards Landing Ya.

    It turned into a cage of golden flames, trapping Haotian in it.

    "Ahhh!"

    Haotian let out a scream.

    The power of the Great Sun Golden Flame is far above the Great Desolate Four Heavenly Fires.

    Can burn everything.

    It's not just the immortal body of the immortal, even the primordial spirit, the cultivation base can hardly escape the power of the golden flame of the day.

    "Boom!"

    With the power of the Great Sun Golden Flame erupting.

    Haotian trembled all over, his eyes widened, feeling terrified.

    Because he felt that the immortal power in his body seemed to be evaporated by the golden flame of the big sun.

    In just ten breaths, Haotian's cultivation was from the peak strength of the three corpse quasi-sages, and was burned alive by Lu Ya to become the power of the two corpses quasi-sages.

    "My cultivation! Lu Ya, you!"

    Surprised and angry, Haotian shouted.

    He was horrified by Lu Ya's methods.

    His quasi-sacred cultivation base was burned to death by Lu Ya's magical flame.

    How can this be?

    Even an ordinary sage of heaven cannot do this.

    But Lu Ya was able to burn Haotian's cultivation base.

    Lu Ya looked at Haotian without saying a word, and then activated the Great Sun Golden Flame again.

    Boom!

    Haotian's strength fell again, and he became a quasi-sage.

    "Ah! Don't, don't cut it, I'm afraid I will become a useless person if I cut it again!"

    Haotian almost cried in anxiety.

    Even if it is the four great heavenly fires, it is impossible to burn away the cultivation base of the immortal, but Lu Ya's golden flame

    terrible!

    Haotian felt that he was complaining incessantly.

    An emotion called regret welled up in my heart, and it only surrounded Haotian, and even made it difficult for Haotian to breathe.

    Haotian suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his expression was even more dispirited.

    This cultivation base is the result of hundreds of thousands of years of Haotian's hard work. Now that his cultivation base has been cut off, for Haotian, that is the original injury.

    "You kill me!"

    Haotian glared at Luya, and shouted, his eyes were full of anger and resentment.

    For Haotian, he is the Lord of the Three Realms, and he is the person appointed by Hongjun.

    Suppress the Three Realms and rule the Quartet.

    Now, Lu Ya's beheading his cultivation base is even more uncomfortable than killing him.

    Originally, Haotian was afraid of death, but now, he feels that life is worse than death.

    "Kill you?  You think too simply!  "

    "I want to burn all your penance power step by step, force this stubborn rock out of its original shape, and then throw it into the latrine!"

    Lu Ya sneered, the strong hatred made Lu Ya never intend to kill Haotian.

    It is the way to make Haotian suffer the most humiliation.

    Seeing Lu Ya's expression, Haotian knew that what the Golden Crow Prince said was not false.

    "Daozu, help!"

    Haotian raised his last sliver of quasi-sage power, and suddenly burst out a divine thought, rushing towards the void of the Three Realms.

    After a roar, Haotian's strength was directly burned by Lu Ya and became the existence of the pinnacle of Daluo Jinxian.

    "Zhuzi! Dare!"

    Boom!

    In the Three Realms, there was a roar.

    Hongjun, who was originally entrenched in Zixiao Palace, suddenly opened his eyes and shouted loudly.

    At this moment, the entire Three Realms heard the words of Daozu.

    The sage of Zixiao Palace also heard Hongjun's words.

    Tongtian, Nuwa, and Zhenyuanzi all changed their expressions drastically.

    "What's the situation? Why is Hongjun suddenly angry?"

    Tong Tian's heart sank.

    Afterwards, the three saints moved towards the heaven and the earth with their spiritual thoughts surging.

    That Zixiao Palace originally had a mysterious power of heaven covering it.

    Has the power to shield the divine mind of a saint.

    But with Hongjun's roar, the power of Dao disappeared in smoke that day.

    The saint in Zixiao Palace suddenly sensed a terrifying battle in the lower realm.

    "So it was Lu Ya who made the move!"

    "Then Haotian, really is not a good bird. Is it tolerable to make a puppet from the corpse of a brother?"

    Zhen Yuanzi sneered and said.

    "But why did this incident alarm the Three Realms, but I was the only one not aware of it?"

    Sage Nuwa thought about it and asked.

    "Hehe, it's also simple. The power of heaven is faintly remaining in the sky above Zixiao Palace. As saints of heaven, you naturally can't detect it! But I am a saint of Hunyuan, so I can feel that before Zixiao Palace surrounded  The power of heaven!"

    "Blocking our perception, now, as Hongjun can't bear it anymore, the power of that day's way will dissipate!"

    Zhen Yuanzi opened his mouth slowly, and spoke to Master Tongtian and Saint Nuwa through sound transmission with his spiritual thoughts. After speaking, he added another sentence:

    "Hehe, the main thing is that Hongjun didn't expect this to happen. If he doesn't take action again, I'm afraid that the Lord of the Three Realms he hand-picked will really become a stinky stone in the latrine!"

    Zhen Yuanzi's voice was full of playfulness.

    The Master Tongtian and Saint Nuwa suddenly realized.

    I see!

    It turned out to be the reason.

    "This person is really shameless!"

    The Master Tongtian sneered again and again.

    The Nuwa sage also felt the same way.

    "A sage of the Dao of Heaven, subject to the Dao of Heaven, is really not a long-term solution!"

    Master Tongtian and Saint Nuwa looked at each other, then thought to themselves.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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