There is no sun, moon, stars in the small cave world of this level, only day and night, light and dark alternate. After one day and night, everyone calculated the time, and Zhou Kou sighed: "It should be no problem, the scholar guessed it right."

Song Zheng was not so optimistic. Tianhuo was indeed powerful and sent their entire Huangtai Fort defenders silently into the depths of the realm. However, their strength was incomparable to the Three-legged Toad Emperor. It is unknown whether Tianhuo had the ability to pull them back from the Three-legged Toad Emperor's belly.

However, everyone finally relaxed, and Song Zheng did not pour cold water on him.

Time passed without realizing it, and everyone was not bored when they meditated and healed their wounds. At some point, they suddenly felt dark in front of them and had returned to the barracks in a trance.

There were still three people in the barracks, Song Zheng, Zhou Kou, and Wang Jiu, who suddenly stood up and looked at each other. A strong sense of pain came from the scars on their bodies, reminding them that the memories in their minds were not hallucinations!

Shi Yi fell to the gate of the camp and looked up. He saw that the gate of the camp that was originally guarding was not even a guard. He immediately realized: these comrades were all dead in the depths of the Shenjin Mountain Realm.

Zhao Xiao was lying on the bed, his face was cold, and his eyes were as deep as an abyss behind his iron face. She reached out and touched her broken leg, silently. A few sounds came from the barracks, which was a blessing for surviving the disaster, but most of the beds were empty and their owners could never come back.

Song Zheng suddenly shouted: "Go to Tianhuo."

The three of them snatched the door and went to the women's camp to pick up Zhao Xiao. They met Shi Yi at the gate of the camp, and the five of them gathered together again and went straight to the outside of the fort.

The joy of the survivor of the disaster did not last long. Shi Yi was injured, Zhao Xiao lost one leg, and Song Zheng and the other two were greatly reduced. Along the way, the wounded soldiers walked out of the barracks in groups of three or three, and there was a sad atmosphere in the entire Huangtai Fort.

When we arrived outside Yantai Fort, an angry and sad aura was shrouded in the sky, like a black cloud covering the city.

Song Zheng looked up and saw a huge four-winged black tiger vile spirit floating in the sky thousands of feet high. The originally powerful vile spirit was covered with scars, corresponding to the earth, and a broken military formation was right in front of the sky fire.

The tiger soldiers led the tiger roar camp and formed a square formation and stood firmly under the rune imperial edict. The square formation of originally 500 people is now only more than 100 people, with a reduction of 70%!

The square formation seemed to be scattered, and a large "blank" appeared in the middle, and those people could never come back. Some soldiers were empty in front, back, left and right, and they stood alone, with their figure straight, but their tears fell silently.

Some soldiers dragged their wounded legs and leaned on weapons, but they didn't shake it for a while, and the wounds on their bodies kept bleeding out.

The aura of the tiger soldiers was greatly reduced, and their fairy armor was broken and they no longer understood the demeanor and power of the cultivator in the realm. However, he still looked like a statue made of steel, standing there hard, looking at the sky fire with his head raised, his eyes full of anger and rebelliousness. He wanted to ask: Why is this? Why is it us?!

Song Zheng sighed to the sky, only to feel his eyes swelling and his nose sore. Suddenly, a voice came from behind him. He turned around and saw Shi Yi lowered his head and rubbed his eyes hard. He smiled bitterly and did not expose the old liar.

There were more and more soldiers around, including battalion generals, commanders, squadron commanders, and sergeants. As long as they were alive, they all came. Gradually, their angry voices became more and more fierce.

The Benlei Camp looked around with Lei Guang and the tiger's eyes. The camp of three thousand people was still around him, and only about six hundred people were left. The resentment in his heart could no longer be cursed. He cursed suddenly: "I won't live anymore, go to his god!"

He stepped forward three hundred feet in one step, rushed under the sky fire, and drew his sword and pointed at the rune imperial edict. The sword light was thousands of feet high, and the blazing and the flames of the blazing spirit gushed toward both sides of the sword light, as hot as the sun was scorching.

This knife caused the entire Seventh Town officers and soldiers to exclaim, but someone soon responded: "Fight with him! Avenge your dead brothers!"

"revenge!"

For a moment, the officers and soldiers were all red in their eyes, each of them came up with magic weapons, and rushed up regardless of the consequences. The border army has always been rebellious and has a wolfish nature. After suffering such a great loss, once the blood surges up, the crowd is excited, they will not care about so much.

Lei Guangzuo squirted out two wing-like light tails from behind his body, urging his powerful body in the late stage of Zhiming Realm. He held a knife in both hands and slashed in the wind and headed straight for the sky fire!

The fairy armor on his left shoulder automatically unfolded, revealing his thick and wide shoulders, and a divine dragon sleeping in the blue clouds was tattooed with blue tattoos. "Hao--" He roared and his tattoo woke up.

The dragon opened its eyes and angrily hit the sky!

A dragon roar accompanied by the thunder, the blue thunder dragon rose from his shoulders, circled around Lei Guangzuo's head, pounced in the air, and rushed towards Tianhuo with Lei Guangzuo's thousand-foot sword light.

The sky fire is black on the outside and red on the inside, burning quietly. Although it has the meaning of a raging bell, it has no strong power.

But it is this kind of calm that makes it more and more strange.

The sword entered the outer black fire and disappeared in an instant. The thunder dragon pounced down from the sky and rushed into the black fire, and there was no sound.

Lei Guangzuo held his fifth-level magic weapon "Cloud Thunder Secret Knife" in his hand, but there was no "feedback". The thousand-foot sword light broke into the black fire and the mud cow entered the sea.

The blue thunder dragon ran around and seemed a little confused.

The sky fire burned quietly, and seemed unresponsive.

Behind Lei Guangzuo, who was unknown, a large number of officers and soldiers rushed up one after another. The senior general activated magic weapons and Taoist techniques. The low-level soldiers rushed to the front, and all kinds of war soldiers smashed them up.

After using each method for half an hour, the black fire still had no response and still burned quietly. No matter what their method, once they entered the black fire, it would be useless.

Song Zheng did not kill him. When Zhou Kou was red in his eyes and was about to rush forward, he was dragged down with his neck.

After all, he has his own study and understands what "awe" is!

"Enough!" The tiger soldiers suddenly shouted loudly, shaking their souls, calming everyone down. Thousands of officers and soldiers woke up in a daze, and looked at Tianhuo again, and gradually showed horror in their eyes.

Even if it is a major cultivator at the peak of Mingjian Realm, it is impossible for them to be besieged by thousands of cultivators and generals without any harm, right? What is this heavenly fire? It is so terrifying?!

The officers and soldiers retreated unknowingly. Hu Jiao Bing knew that he could not get the answer he wanted, and gritted his teeth and shouted: "I will immediately write to the court to report this matter!"

The Hongwu Heavenly Dynasty once held the seven human heroes of the East Coast for nearly a thousand years. Even if it has declined now, the power of a country is still very terrifying. As long as the court comes forward, they believe that all problems can be solved, even this strange and terrifying heavenly fire.

The tiger soldiers suddenly turned around and waved their hand: "Let's go and write a memorial."

The soldiers surrounding the sky fire gradually dispersed, and Shi Yi sighed inwardly: "Let's go, let's go back too." Song Zheng did not move, but still looked up at the rune imperial edict that was floating gently in front of the sky fire like a banner.

"Scholar, what's wrong?" Shi Yi asked.

A strange light flashed in Song Zheng's eyes: "It's not over, look..."
Chapter completed!