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Breaking out of the formation
"Haha, refine him!"
In the distance, Sheng Feiyun laughed coldly. With a wave of his hand, he ordered even more Sacred Tribe bloodline cultivators to the side of the formation. He wanted to use numbers to crush Lin Ling to death!
"Will he die?" Duan Tiangang's lips curled up slightly. If Lin Ling died in the formation, it would prove that Lin Ling was nothing more than this!
Rumble!
At this moment, in the deep pit, Lin Ling's expression was constantly changing, revealing a savage and pained expression. His dantian had already been occupied by golden flames, as if they were about to tear his dantian apart. As for the Vermilion Bird Dao Platform, it was also bathed in golden flames!
"This puny little brat's perseverance is terrifying!"
The Ancient Flame Devil looked coldly at Lin Ling, surprised by his perseverance. In fact, there was one more thing it had not said before, which was that if he wanted to refine the flames of 80,000 people, the success rate was only 30%!
At this moment, Lin Ling's mind was hazy. There were too many flames, filling his mind with golden flames. It even made him feel drowsy, as if he was sleeping in the flames. This was very comfortable, as if he had returned to his mother's embrace!
I can't sleep. If I sleep, I'll be refined!
Suddenly, Lin Ling's mind became clear. He couldn't sleep. If he slept, his grandfather and the others would all die. Moreover, his mother would never be found. Who would take his father's grave to his mother? And Youyou, the Heavenly Concubine, and the others would definitely be very sad!
I can't sleep. I can't become a wisp of Sacred Flame!
Wake up!
Lin Ling kept shouting at himself. It had not been easy for him to walk from an ordinary youth to where he was today. He had stepped through many storms and waves. How could he capsize in the gutter?
"Vermilion Bird Flame, burn for me! "
With a shout in his heart, Lin Ling controlled the Vermilion Bird Dao Platform in his dantian. The Vermilion Bird Dao Platform was already cracking, and the blood-red flames had quietly turned golden, as if about to be refined. But after hearing Lin Ling's voice, the Vermilion Bird Dao Platform shook violently, struggling and resisting. Gradually, the golden flames near the Vermilion Bird Dao Platform quietly turned blood-red!
At the same time, the Ancient Flame Devil's demonic eyes opened. "Refining! Refining! "
Refining meant that all the Sacred Flame Vermilion Bird Flame!
Rumble!
As the vortex grew larger and larger, his dantian began to change. As the golden flames neared the Vermillion Bird Dao Platform, they began to change color. Lin Ling's innate talent, the King Body, began to rapidly increase. From the sixth grade, it gradually reached the seventh grade and then the eighth grade.
"Let the flames" Fire Flame Flame Flame Flame! Roar!
Lin Ling roared in his heart. He wanted to use this fire to transform!
Rumble! Roar Roar!
Within the fire pit, the ocean-like golden flames roared even more fiercely. At this moment, the outside world was completely silent. Countless people stared at the flames in silence!
"Ling! "
Ancestor Extreme Flame tightly clenched his fists as if his heart was bleeding. This feeling was like watching 80,000 people bully his little grandson, and his little grandson was only one person. As his grandfather, he couldn't do anything to help!
"Wait, look! There's blood in the flames! "
Just at that moment, someone cried out in surprise. The crowd in the vast mountain range narrowed their eyes. At that moment, they realized that within the raging golden sea of fire, there was a trace of blood red color. No, that wasn't blood, it was a blood-red flame!
"How is this possible? "
Sheng Feiyun's eyes narrowed. The Eighteen Evil-Warding Arrays were passed down by his ancestors. It was said that they could burn gods and demons. But after such a long time, Lin Ling was still alive, and the flames were still stubborn!
"Go! If 80,000 won't do, 100,000 will do! We must refine Lin Ling! "
Sheng Feiyun's face grew even colder. At his command, 20,000 Sacred Clan bloodlines flew to the side of the array, and the flames poured into the ancient array!
"How can you not die in such a raging fire?! "
Sheng Feiyun's eyes were filled with malice. Those flames could refine any Emperor Spirit Realm martial artist. No matter how proud Lin Ling was, he had to die!
Boom!
But at this time, the blood-red flames in the sea of golden flames grew bigger and bigger. It was like a spark that could start a prairie fire. From the size of a finger, it gradually grew into a raging inferno. One could even vaguely see the figure of a young man in the flames. The young man was walking slowly in the sea of flames!
The flames of 100,000 people could not burn Lin Ling to death!
"Impossible!"
Sheng Feiyun's body trembled violently. He stood up from his chair subconsciously. He knew how terrifying those flames were. That was the Sacred Clan's greatest trump card!
On the side, Duan Tiangang's eyes narrowed. His right hand gripped the handle of his chair, and he subconsciously clenched it until it exploded!
"Lin Ling is free!" "Yes!"
After a short moment of silence, hundreds of people from the Heaven Mystics Kingdom suddenly cheered. Their king was going to rise. Their king was undefeatable!
Boom!
As if to confirm the thoughts of Ancestor Extreme Flame and the others, the giant ancient array began to undergo earth-shaking changes. The golden flames seemed to have suffered a defeat and were forced back again and again. As for the blood red flames, they became increasingly exuberant, turning into a giant vermillion bird that circled in the skies. The dazzling flames caused the eyes of the 100,000 sacred race experts to narrow.
The Vermilion Bird was huge. It was a thousand miles wide. It was as if the Vermilion Bird God had descended!
Pfff!
The 100,000 people around the formation vomited blood. Their faces were pale. They felt that their innate flames were being absorbed by the formation. The formation was suppressing a terrifying fire demon that could erupt at any time!
"One person against 100,000 people of the Sacred Clan bloodline. This person will leave a proud history in the Middle Three Regions!" "
"Who is he?" "
In another direction, the martial artists of the various regions seemed to have forgotten how to breathe. Only now did they realize how terrifying that young man was. The young man dared to challenge the Sacred Clan alone. He seemed to have his own strength!
"That is Lin Ling. It is said that he is the number one genius of the Cloud Region. But why is his strength so terrifying?" Someone nervously said. This caused the eyes of even more martial artists to focus on him. Lin Ling, this name caused a sense of familiarity to rise in their hearts!
Bang!
Another violent explosion sounded out, like a bolt of divine thunder crashing down from the heavens. At this time, a deep pit burst open and a fiery red figure floated out. This figure looked down at the 100,000 saint bloodline warriors as if he were looking down on the world. This dazzling figure caused all the martial artists below to stop breathing!
The 100,000 Evil Warding Arrays had been broken!
"Is this all you've got? "
An ice cold voice echoed through the earth like thunder. Then, a monstrous killing intent filled the air.
"Burn me? "
Bang!
With this voice, an even greater blood-red flame shot into the skies, turning into a constantly spinning column of flame that burned a massive number of saint bloodline warriors to death!
This was an eye for an eye!
100,000 saint bloodline warriors wanted to refine Lin Ling, but not only did they not succeed, but they were also refined instead!
100,000! And they were all powerful ancient bloodlines. Even so, they couldn't suppress a single person!
In the distance, the crowd was shocked. They stood rooted to the ground, unable to speak!
"Stop! "Stop!
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