Chapter 62: The flames of the Douguantai are blazing, and the blood of the Heavenly Lord is surging

A gray sword energy flew over, mixed with colorful treasures. Dongquan did not move, staring at Sun Guantai in front of him.

After a few rumbling sounds, the sword energy was broken, the treasure was returned, and Nalan Zhi had already started fighting with those heavenly generals.

"This woman is quite powerful, but I don't know where she comes from." Sun Guantai was still interested in watching the battle, "Let me come and give her a helping hand."

He stretched out his hand and grasped a handful of talismans, and pushed with the red magic power. The yellow talisman was ready to be used, revealing some power.

In the blink of an eye, a beam of blood flew past and penetrated all the talismans. The yellow talismans fell to the ground and became like ordinary paper.

"When the people below are fighting, the Heavenly Lord should not interfere." Dongquan said with a smile, holding the Blood-Transforming Knife in his hand.

Sun Guantai was originally trying to draw him out, and when he knocked the talisman paper off with a light touch, he was even more shocked: "Fellow Daoist Dongquan, you have some tricks. Take on one of my tricks."

As he spoke, he took out an octagonal glass cup in his hand. The cup was completely red and there was a flame in it. As soon as the cup was taken out, heat rose in the air and the temperature continued to rise.

Sun Guantai pinched the flame with his fingers and took out the flame. Without any movement, the flame separated into a fireball and instantly flew in front of the cave spring.

Dongquan blocked the flame with his knife, and the flame was dispersed and fell to the ground, but it did not go out and continued to burn slowly.

"Don't use such trivial tricks. If you want to fight, then fight. It will take some time to try again and again." Dongquan smiled slightly. The blood light of the Heavenly Demon Blood-Transforming Knife in his hand flowed and dispersed into blood threads, which split into dozens of strands and roamed everywhere. Some heavenly generals who were unable to dodge were hit before they could react. A big hole was pierced in the wound, and their qi and blood flowed backwards, their spiritual platform was confused, and all kinds of greed, anger, and ignorance arose in their hearts, making it difficult to control themselves.

Another one was killed with one move, and his body was invaded by the blood-soaked demon, which turned into a demon that looked like both a human and a demon, covered with scales and armor, and surrounded by black air.

The devil roared and joined the battle, exchanging injuries for wounds, ready to fight for his life.

In a moment, people and horses were in chaos. Half of the eight generals had gone, leaving only Li Feng, Chen Haibo, Jiang Jin, and Zhao Lu to hold on.

Sun Guantai was also unable to take care of himself. The flame turned into a round shield and held it in his hand. When the blood hit it, a burnt smell spread and was burned by the fire shield.

Seeing the eight heavenly generals die, Sun Guantai remained unmoved. A precious armor appeared on his body and long swords were flying around him. He took out the talisman again, but did not dare to throw it away again. He just transferred his magic power into the talisman and waited silently for a few breaths. Then, thunder fell from the sky.

Dongquan kicked away the three pieces of trash beside him, waved his robe sleeve, put the thunder into his sleeve, and then threw his hand again, and the lightning, which had been dissipated a lot, smashed a small hole on the ground.

The blood light turned around and turned into a magic soldier in Dongquan's hand: "Go, fight outside, otherwise I won't care if you lose your life."

These words were spoken not only to Li Daode and the other two, but also to the people fighting in the air. Li Feng and the others looked at Nalan Zhi, and the battle began to move outward. As for Li Daode, he ran away without waiting for Dongquan's orders.

Dongquan slashed out straight, and a huge, unspeckled blood blade swung out and hit Sun Guantai's fire shield. The two were in a stalemate for a moment, and then the blood blade dissipated.

The sword, shield, and armor seemed to be a set, connected by spiritual light, as if they were one. He focused on defense rather than attack, and Sun Guantai only focused on throwing talismans.

Suddenly, there were bursts of thunder in the sky and the Earth Fire Spirit Sword flew out.

Dongquan cut off the spirit sword with one blow, and there was an explosion under his feet. He had already reached the top of Sun Guantai's head and chopped down with one blow, making the shield creak.

"Defensive counterattack? Your talisman is ordinary, but your turtle shell is quite tough. I wonder how many of my attacks you can withstand?" Dongquan was talking trash.

Listening to the whistling sound of the unknown blood blade and the mockery of the cave spring behind it, Sun Guantai felt furious. Once he was furious, he could not control it. For a moment, his spirit was covered with dust and his consciousness was contaminated. He could not control himself and wanted to kill the person in front of him on the spot.

He roared, and a huge ring of fire forced the cave spring back. A glass lamp was exposed, and seven or eight flames flew out of it. The flames stirred up a strong wind, turning into fire tornadoes of various sizes, and throwing out countless fireballs.

The temperature continued to rise, and the entire mansion was filled with smoke and flames, with the crackling sound of flames everywhere.

Dongquan threw out his blood robe, covering the sky, and hit Sun Guantai into the air with an upward strike. Endless knife nets flew out, and the air was covered with bloodstains, hitting Sun Guantai and causing sparks to fly. All kinds of emotional turmoil made him lose most of his rationality, and the spells in his hands kept on saying: "Old Jiao, how long are you going to wait!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure flew into the air. It was an evil dragon. Sun Guantai waved his hand again, and the fire tornadoes on the ground gathered together and turned into a fire dragon. For a moment, the evil dragon and fire dragon circled and covered the sky.

At this moment, the breath-suppressing formation that covered the mansion could no longer hold on and shattered with a loud crash. Everything in the field appeared in the eyes of the people on the island, and there was a sudden noise.

Countless figures rose into the sky and rushed over.

Dongquan no longer held back, the devilish sound became louder, and a column of blood rose from the ground. Anyone who approached could not dodge in time, and was either swallowed by the blood column or turned into a demon on the spot and pounced on him.

A gust of black wind blew, and Dongquan had already stepped on the evil dragon's head. The Demonic Blood-Transforming Knife pierced straight into it. A dragon roared, and the evil dragon rolled over in pain, but couldn't break free. Dongquan raised his hand suddenly, and the evil dragon and the fire dragon collided fiercely. When Dongquan stood still in mid-air, most of the evil dragon's scales had been burned off, and it emitted bursts of meaty aroma. It fell down with a loud bang, splashing countless dust and sparks.

Sun Guantai called back the Mars, hesitated for a while, felt a splitting headache, and had a lot of distracting thoughts. He hurriedly took off the Mars.

I saw a fire in his heart, burning from the inside out, all over his body, with fire scales all over, even his hair turned into strands of fire, countless flame ribbons surrounded his body, blazing, burning through half the sky, like a few fiery clouds flying across the sky.

The temperature rose again, trees began to combust without fire, stones lost their shapes and slowly softened. In the dark night, the Panlong Island mansion looked like a huge torch that kept burning. People who were around were all burned by the fire and found it difficult to get close.

Sun Guantai, who had transformed into the Lord of Fire, seemed to have regained some of his sanity. He gasped for breath, and spit out countless sparks with every breath: "You deserve to die. I will refine you alive bit by bit to make up for my lost foundation!" It turned out to be a technique of killing one thousand enemies but injuring eight hundred of your own.

It seems that this is his trump card. I am afraid that no matter how powerful other Heavenly Kings are, they cannot be much stronger. No, there are so many Heavenly Beauties. It is not the time for me to underestimate the people in the world.

Dongquan thought so. His previous cat-and-mouse fight was, on the one hand, to observe techniques and accumulate experience, and on the other hand, to check combat effectiveness. Sooner or later, he would have to fight against the other nine kings of heaven, so he might as well take this opportunity to test their bottom line so as to have a better idea.

It's time to end!

The goal has been achieved. Dongquan no longer hides his strength and is ready to end the battle quickly. Since this Heavenly Lord is so unbearable, there is no need to let him live any longer.

What's more important is that if Sun Guantai continues to burn like this, there will be no grass growing on Panlong Island and all humans and animals will be wiped out. He has already seen that Nalan and his group could not bear the anger and gradually flew away.

The blood in his body turned into a rolling river, extinguishing the flames and gradually wrapping around Sun Guantai.

Ribbons of flame flew out from Sun Guantai's body, and fire rings spread out, burning only part of the blood flow. What was waiting for him was an endless river.

A flash of knife light passed by, and the Demonic Blood Knife broke through the flame ribbons and fire scales. In just a moment, it had pierced Sun Guantai's heart.

Dongquan held the knife in his left hand and put his right hand against the handle. He pushed it gently and a burst of flames appeared on Sun Guantai's body.

"You..." How can you be so strong!

Dongquan didn't wait for him to finish. He turned his left hand, crushed the heart, and slashed it with his sword. A big head flew up. He waved his hand again, and blood and black air wrapped the separated corpse. In a blink of an eye, the only traces left by the Dragon-catching Heavenly Monarch in the world were a few flames on the ground.

"You won't be resurrected!" Dongquan put away his knife, turned around and looked into the distance.

Li Feng and his two companions, who were still fighting in the distance, and countless demon cultivators around them felt a sinking feeling in their hearts. Without waiting for Dongquan to say anything, they all fell to the ground in unison, with the sound of falling swords and knives continuing.

"Surrender, surrender!"

"I'm waiting for you!"

(End of this chapter)