Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

A successor to the throne of Heaven is forced to burn the foundation of the inner scene. This is definitely a choice that can only be made when desperate and completely desperate.

The interior location of Sikoudan instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire.

His aura surged layer by layer.

Even when the divine whip hit him, it didn't hurt that much anymore.

Another whip fell.

Sikoudan suddenly stood up straight, grabbed hold of him fiercely, let the electric light flow around his body, and stared at Fang Chen coldly:

"It's enough!"

This scene made the saints from all sides hold their breath and concentrate.

The students from the Lingyao Supreme Alliance all had their hearts in their throats.

Is it possible for Sikoudan to make a comeback after burning the foundation of the inner scene?

But the next second, the magic whip in his hand suddenly disappeared.

Even the electric light flowing around his body disappeared without a trace.

It's like these things never existed.

Sikoudan suddenly caught something blank, with a look of astonishment in his eyes.

Then he was slapped hard on the back of his head and fell to the ground instantly.

The divine whip fell on Sikoudan again and again.

Every time he struggled to get up, he would be beaten to the ground again by the whip.

The improvement in cultivation brought about by the burning of the inner scene's foundation seems to be meaningless for this battle.

The surrounding void fell into silence.

The interior scenery of Sikoudan is also shattered inch by inch.

Starting from the portal, it spreads in all directions.

The land where he was lying seemed to have become an isolated island, and this island was still shrinking.

All the saints were frightened in their hearts, and beads of cold sweat kept breaking out, as if it was not Sikoudan who suffered this, but themselves.

This interior location... is obviously going to be beaten to pieces!

Even if the battle is over and Sikoudan is not dead, just from this injury, not a dozen pure-blooded Bodhis will be able to recover?

Are the Ran Deng clan really willing to give a dozen pure-blood Bodhi pills to one of the Heavenly Lord successors?

"Ahhhh——"

Sikoudan howled in pain.

Pain, humiliation, despair, all kinds of emotions occupied my heart.

At this moment, Sikoudan suddenly regretted extremely.

If he doesn't take the initiative to serve as the assessor this time.

perhaps……

He wouldn't have fallen to this!

While he regretted it, he also gradually felt a sense of fear towards the person in front of him.

Why are the other party's methods so powerful!

Is that person’s guess true? ?

The person in front of me is actually "Wu Shi" from Xue Yu Tower! ?

"Why hasn't Supervisor come forward to stop it after five days!?"

"Isn't it allowed to cause harm to people!?"

"Is Skoudan about to be beaten to death!?"

The seniors from Danxi and Qianyao Academy looked at the shadows in the sky with anxious eyes.

But these shadows remained unmoved at this moment.

Someone reminded me coldly:

"How could Supervisor Wu interfere? Si Koutan was about to be beaten to death, not actually beaten to death. Student Fang was just teaching him a lesson."

lesson! ?

Lingyao student's face was ashen.

This is already the case, why call it a lesson?

This has been disabled! ?

"It hurts, it hurts..."

Sikoudan lay on the ground, suddenly feeling like he was being beaten back to the beginning.

As his foundation continued to be weakened, his cultivation level declined.

Every stroke of the whip caused him excruciating pain.

This is an excruciating pain.

This is a pain that penetrates the marrow!

"Don't, don't fight, I agree..."

Si Koutan could no longer control his desire to admit defeat and planned to admit defeat.

"Don't even think about admitting defeat without my consent."

Fang Chen said coldly.

The next second, the power of the world has fallen on Sikoudan.

It now contains the ultimate path of imprisonment, like the water of the River of Forgetfulness, completely suppressing Sikoudan.

Sikoudan suddenly found that he could no longer speak.

He couldn't even move his body. He could only accept the baptism of the divine whip again and again, and he couldn't even cry out.

In the silent void, without Sikoudan's shout, there was only the whistling sound of the divine whip cutting through the air, and the sound of flesh and blood hitting Sikoudan's body.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The interior location of Skotan completely disappeared without a trace.

He lay in the void, constantly enduring torture that was more terrifying than death.

The students from the Fangcun Divine Mountain lineage of the Human Race College looked at Sikou Dan with clenched fists.

"Classmate Fang is seeking revenge for Marquis Dongfang."

A saint murmured to himself.

There was a hint of excitement in the eyes of these saints.

They all belong to Xu Zhenshou's lineage, and their relationship with Dongfang Hou is naturally much closer than ordinary classmates.

Dongfang Hou has been dead for many years, but they have no ability to avenge him.

But now, Sikoudan's interior location has been broken up.

Although he is still alive, what is the difference between being dead and alive?

Dongfang Hou's revenge was finally avenged by the human saint!

"Stop fighting, stop fighting..."

Sikoudan howled in his heart.

There was a look of begging for mercy in his eyes.

He felt like he couldn't hold it in any longer!

Snapped--

Along with a crisp sound, another divine whip fell on Sikoudan.

I saw a black thing suddenly flying out.

It happened to hit a Lingyao student not far away.

He reacted very quickly, reached out and grabbed it, and then exclaimed:

"shit!?"

The saint nearby looked at the thing in his hand in disbelief, and even forgot to breathe.

The Lingyao student shook his hands subconsciously, and then washed them clean with the power of inner scene, with a gloomy expression.

Although this scene was not noticed by many saints, many saints still found it.

"Si Kou Bei's shit was beaten out!"

"What a joke, this guy dares to encourage Lingyao students to attack our Qingming students?"

"When the assessment is over, let's beat the shit out of Lingyao students!"

The students from Qingming became extremely excited, as if they were infected.

On the other hand, the morale of Lingyao students plummeted.

After seeing this scene, Teng Keshuang and his ilk turned pale.

They were no longer in the mood to gloat.

It's a big deal!

It doesn't really matter whether Si Kou Bei lives or dies.

If the other party dies tragically, it can arouse the anger in the hearts of Lingyao students.

But...

Shit was beaten out?

What the hell is this?

This incident will probably become a mark of humiliation that will never be erased in the Lingyao Supreme Alliance for a long, long time!

"He did it on purpose!"

Teng Keshuang stared at Fang Chen, gritting his teeth:

"He did it on purpose!"

"Teng Keshuang, so what if he did it on purpose?"

Suddenly, a figure slowly walked over and stood beside Teng Keshuang.

The Qiyang students around him all showed deep fear when they saw the newcomer.

The Qingming Supreme Alliance, the students of the Tianbing Clan, are causing chaos in the prehistoric world!

The Tianbing Clan, like the Ran Deng Clan, is a powerful clan in the Qingming Supreme Alliance.

But because the number of clan members is extremely small, their control over the Qingming Supreme Alliance is far inferior to that of the Ran Deng Clan.

But in terms of individual strength, the Tianbing Clan is even better than the Ran Deng Clan.

It's just that in recent years, the Tianbing Clan's interest in the turbulent land is far greater than that of the Five Days Battlefield.

Many clan members are training in the Blood Rain Tower, not the Five Days Battlefield!

"Brother Honghuang."

Cui Tianhun hesitated for a moment, but still bowed.

Luan Hong Huang nodded calmly and looked at Teng Keshuang:

"What? Only you Lingyao are allowed to set fires, but I Qingming is not allowed to light lamps?"

Teng Keshuang's expression changed repeatedly, and he was silent for a few breaths before he said coldly:

"That was done by Si Kou Bei alone."

"If you don't stop it, that's what you Lingyao meant.

How can he use the evil ghost pupil alone?"

Luan Hong Huang sneered: "If I had known this, I would have lent my clan's heavenly soldiers and magical powers to Fang Chen to play with."

Behind him, there seemed to be a sword, looming.

The Qi Yang students nearby subconsciously kept a distance from him.

It seemed that they were extremely afraid of the sword. (End of this chapter)