Global Cataclysm: Appearance of Ancestral Tablets at the Beginning

Outside the sword formation, there are sand dunes a few miles away.

The old man of the Turtle Clan was like a lunatic, constantly tearing at the corpse in front of him.

Even if a ray of flame had quietly appeared on him, he didn't notice it.

The flames ignited a white mist, and his clothes quickly became brittle. Wisps of spiritual power continued to overflow, connecting to the flames. The old man's body was becoming dry and flammable, like a fish out of water, with skin tight all over his body. .

At this time, the flames had already started to burn his body.

Burned by severe pain, the old man suddenly woke up.

The corpse in his hand has turned into a piece of coke.

The old man was stunned, looking at the scorched corpse in his hands with tearing eyes, he raised his head, the world in his eyes was already different from before.

The bright world that was originally full of sunshine was covered by a thick black flame. This pure darkness stopped in the sky more than ten meters above his head, as if the sky collapsed and surged, hitting the sword in the distance However, in the thick black sky, there were only strands of flames flowing over his head, and the escaping flames had already ignited him.

The old man lowered his head in horror, looking at the black flames burning on his body.

He wanted to surge his spiritual power, form a shield, and protect himself.

But the spiritual power in the body has already been turned into nourishment by the flames.

In such despair, the old man couldn't even care about the sword array that symbolized the human race in the distance.

He fluttered the flames on his body in panic, but more and more fluttered, and the black flames gradually enveloped him completely.

In the end, the old man turned into a continuously dancing black fireball.

After an unknown amount of time, the fireball exploded suddenly, leaving only a piece of fly ash, which fell on the desert and mixed with the sand.

Until he died, the old man didn't know why he died.

And beside him, Xuanyouming, who had died long ago, was also continuously burned, leaving only a scorched black mark on the ground, forming a human shape.

Chen An didn't care about the outside world.

After being manipulated by Chen Feng's ancestor, his fighting skills are not at the same level as Chen An's.

Even if he used his spiritual power, Wang Yu, who could only rely on his own realm to suppress the opponent, fell into a disadvantage, and Chen An was so addicted to watching.

However, he wasn't just watching.

Chen An is also constantly learning, learning the fighting skills of Chen Feng's ancestor, learning how his spiritual power works, how he uses knives, and so on.

He doesn't know how to learn, but even if he takes a fancy to some knowledge and turns it into knowledge that he can use, it will benefit Chen An a lot.

On Chen An's body, the previously burned skin had recovered completely.

In contrast, Wang Yu on the opposite side was much more embarrassed.

There are injuries all over his body, even though the legendary physique can continue to recover, but the old injuries have not healed, and new injuries have appeared, leaving him with scars all over his body, most of which are cut by the Zanpakuto.

Chen Feng was not as relaxed as Chen An.

Sure enough, even though the opponent only mastered the legend of the Void Flame, he still underestimated the perverted vitality.

You know, every time he slashes, he carries spiritual power and a part of his own soul power.

While this made it difficult for the opponent's injuries to heal so easily, it also consumed a lot of himself.

If it is said that without using the power of the soul, mixed in the blade, he can fight with the opponent for several hours before exhaustion, then now, he may only be able to fight with the opponent for more than half an hour.

Fortunately, Chen An's spiritual power is no longer what it used to be. Half an hour of high-intensity fighting may be a bit small for a sword fairy, but he is Chen Feng, and he used to be the No.1 swordsman!
"How, do you want to help?"

In the golden hall, the pride who watched the battle from the sidelines couldn't help but suggest.

They have a higher realm, can see deeper things, and their mentality is not as good as Chen An's.

They knew that since Chen Feng could not resolve this battle as soon as possible, he would definitely be dragged into an endurance battle.

As time passed, not only would it be more difficult for Chen An to escape, but more importantly, Chen Feng's own soul would also become extremely weak due to excessive consumption.

If he activates the excess soul power, maybe after this battle, no matter what the result is, he will have to enter the door until Chen An becomes a real strong man, or dies.

Without Chen Feng, the owner of the golden hall, they couldn't even see outside.

"Get out..."

Sword Immortal said.

Ao Gu suddenly turned his head, looking at him in disbelief.

The sword fairy's face was also ugly. They were always cultivating, but without the internal circulation of their bodies, the soul power they cultivated was negligible. It was not impossible to help Chen Feng win this battle.

But the price to pay will be great.

At that time, maybe not only Chen Feng, but even the two of them will have exhausted their soul power, so they can only enter that door and wait to die!

Sword Immortal felt aggrieved, but when facing the arrogant gaze, his gaze was extremely firm.

"it is good……"

Aogu knew in his heart that recklessness would have no result.

Moreover, the opponent is just a half-dragon patriarch waiting to die.

Even if Chen Feng didn't kill him, the opponent would have no way out of trouble, and would be sucked dry by the void flames.

At that time, if he can find another way to survive, the entire half-dragon clan may be in chaos.

That method requires sacrificing a large number of living people, or a small number of strong people, to continuously feed the void flames.

And the growth of the void flame also means that the demand is greater.

One day, someone will be dragged to death, and that person, either the patriarch of the Half-Dragon Clan, or the entire Half-Dragon Clan, will be dragged into the abyss.

Controlling the void flame is completely different from mastering and controlling the void flame.

It is completely impossible for the current patriarch of the half-dragon clan to forcibly control the void flames that are far beyond his realm.

"Chen An..."

Chen An, who was staying in his body, suddenly woke up.

He knew that this was the Sword Immortal or Aogu in the golden hall calling him.

The next moment, Chen An appeared in the golden hall.

"Seniors, what's the matter?"

Standing in front of Jianxian and Aogu, Chen An asked respectfully.

"Run away."

"what?"

Chen An looked at Senior Proud in perplexity.

In his impression, this is a real warrior.

But today, the other party said the word escape.

This made him unable to understand, let alone, in the battle outside, Chen An believed that his ancestor would definitely win, and it was only a matter of time.

Do you still need to escape?
He looked at Sword Immortal, hoping that the latter could say a few words.

Sword Immortal closed his eyes, did not touch him, and moved his lips lightly: "Run away, Chen Feng will be consumed to death, not only him, if we continue to fight, the power of our souls added together will not be enough to consume other side."

Chen An looked at the two seriously, and he was sure that they were not joking.

After hesitating for a moment, Chen An gritted his teeth and nodded.