I Draw Red Envelopes in All Worlds

"Of course it's rain and dew."

Chen Feng laughed, hugged Bi Yao, and at the same time, with a thought, Lu Xueqi, who was feeding the yellow bird, twisted around her body and was directly teleported to Chen Feng.

He hugged left and right, landed on a big bed, and said with a smile: "The wedding candles are worth a thousand gold in a spring night."

As soon as he had a thought, the surrounding candles were lit, the curtain fell, and an indescribable life began.

Three days later, the major sects received orders from the Heavenly Dao League to reprimand Fenxiang Valley for what they had done in these years, and ordered the major sects to send troops to besiege Fenxiang Valley in southern Xinjiang.

Originally, the various sects were guessing whether the Heavenly Emperor would make a move. If not, none of them would be able to threaten Fenxiang Valley, let alone bypass the Tiandao League and join forces secretly.

Now that there is a result, they naturally follow the trend and are very happy to encircle and suppress.

Out of interests, Fenxiang Valley's territory and treasures are worth dividing up. Out of hatred, Fenxiang Valley's secret actions have already threatened them. If the Emperor of Heaven is not strong, they will probably be wiped out in the Death Swamp.

Even though the Beast God was killed and the monsters surrendered in the end, they didn't get much benefit, so they naturally suppressed a lot of anger, so when they heard the order, they rushed to the southern border without hesitation.

The people in Fenxiang Valley originally thought that even if there was danger, the Heavenly Emperor would probably come alone. Just like last time, with the help of the Eight Ominous Profound Fire Formation and the Profound Fire Mirror, they still had a chance to resist the Heavenly Emperor.

When they got the news that the various sects gathered in southern Xinjiang, they were all dumbfounded. Why didn't the Emperor of Heaven play his cards according to the routine.

In the past, no matter which action, the Emperor of Heaven was alone. Why did he want to besiege them this time?

Wouldn't it be nice to pick them one by one?

Now, the people in Fenxiang Valley felt like crying, with so many sects besieging them, plus the Emperor of Heaven, how could they play?

For a while, people's hearts fluttered, and many people thought of running away.

Chapter 442 Suicide

That night, someone took advantage of the darkness to leave and disappeared into the mountains and forests.

Fenxianggu executives found out, but they had no choice but to stop it.

Just run away, they all understand that the impending catastrophe is enough to destroy this millennium sect.

I regret it, I am unwilling to have it, but they can't change the reality.

It was still night, in a certain room, the atmosphere was solemn.

Li Xun struggled for a long time, but still said: "Master, let's surrender, maybe we still have a chance."

Yun Yilan, who was much younger due to the breakthrough in the cultivation technique, had white hair on his head again, and the wrinkles on his face were full of fatigue, and said bitterly: "There is no chance, you know why the Emperor of Heaven didn't choose to do it alone, but mobilized Are there any sects?"

"He took the opportunity to make all the sects listen to his orders completely, and we became the targets of him to make an example of others. Even the beast god is just a stepping stone for him to improve his prestige and status."

Everyone's face became paler, they understood what they said, it seemed that there was no room for turning back.

Yun Yilan regained some composure, looked at her apprentice, and said, "Winners and losers, that's all, there's nothing to be afraid of.

Now, the only thing I care about is the inheritance of the sect. Li Xun and Yan Hong, you are the most outstanding disciples of my generation in Fenxiang Valley. The hope of the inheritance of the sect rests on you. leave. "

Li Xun's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly said, "Master, I won't leave!"

Yan Hong was much more sensible and did not speak.

"Hu Lai, what's the use of you staying, to completely destroy the thousand-year heritage of Fenxiang Valley?"

Yun Yilan scolded: "Pack up your things immediately and flee to the barren land for me, and you must pass on Fenxiang Valley to me!"

"Let's go together, we don't want this place at all."

Li Xun said anxiously.

"Innocence, what we do must be explained to the Emperor of Heaven. Do you think that if everyone escapes, the Emperor of Heaven will let him go?"

Yun Yilan snorted, and sighed: "Someone must die, and this person must be me. You younger generation, as long as you run away, he won't be chasing and killing you."

Speaking of this, he sighed: "There is no need to avenge me, this matter is my own destruction, blame him for being too strong, maybe he shouldn't have had a different heart back then."

Yun Yilan waved his hand, turned around and stopped talking, his back was extremely lonely.

Yan Hong looked at this elder, a generation of lords, who failed to rise after all, and died at the hands of another more terrifying lord.

Who is to blame?

Fate is unpredictable.

She gave Li Xun a hand, shook her head and said, "Brother, let's go, it's the most valuable thing we leave."

Li Xun gritted his teeth, then nodded dejectedly as if discouraged, and turned to leave.

Soon, the elite disciples of Fenxiang Valley and some elders entered the boundless depths of the wilderness before the Li people arrived.

Except for them and some fleeing people, there are still some people who are unwilling to leave in Fenxiang Valley, but there are very few of them.

At dawn, Yun Yilan sat on the newly built Xuanhuo Altar, holding the Xuanhuo Jian in his hand, looking at the dawn in the distance, and found it so precious for the first time.

Soon, in the twilight, light spots appeared one by one, and more and more, like a swarm of bees, quickly gathered.

These spots of light are the light of the magic weapon, and above them are cultivators and various sects marching forward in groups, faintly surrounding Fenxiang Valley.

"The people in Fenxiang Valley have not come out to die!"

A loud shout, with a murderous intent, came from one of the crowd.

Yun Yilan glanced at it, and said sarcastically, "Is the majestic master of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, the older generation of the Demonic Dao, shouting like a dog's leg?"

"When death is imminent, you dare to speak hard!"

Poison God's eyes turned cold, he spoke first, just wanting to get more attention, but Yun Yilan mocked him as a dog's leg, so how could he not be angry.

"Yun Yilan, you should have known that this day would come when you tried to destroy all the sects in the Central Plains."

Yuyangzi looked at the figure on the Xuanhuo Altar with a deadly gaze.

"It has to be said that Master Yungu is very courageous. He actually colluded with the barbarian monsters and wanted to annihilate our various sects in one fell swoop, and then become the number one sect in the world. Unfortunately, he failed."

Fairy Miaoyin of the Acacia School has a soft and charming voice, with a stubborn smile that captivates people's hearts.

"It's better for Master Yungu to surrender. Maybe the Emperor of Heaven is kind enough to save your life."

Daoxuan glanced at the Xuanhuo Altar, and said indifferently.

Yun Yilan just sneered and didn't speak.

"Does Master Yun want to resist?" The Ghost King glanced at the Xuanhuo Altar, feeling the danger.

"If you have the courage, you can do it directly. If you think about it, if you catch me, you will have a lot of credit."

Yun Yilan grinned grimly, without any fear.

"It seems that we have to do it, together?"

The God of Poison is old and cunning, and he doesn't want to take risks alone, so he wants to pull everyone together to test Yun Yilan.

"Look at the master Yungu who is waiting for us here, what kind of means does he have?"

Yuyangzi chuckled, urged his magic weapon to attack Yun Yilan, not caring how much he could hit.

The latter still had a sarcasm on his face, and activated the formation below him. The fierce patterns around his body were brightly lit, and densely packed runes emerged, turning into a scorching red light soaring into the sky, forming a huge formation in an instant.

Everyone's magic weapons landed on the formation and were all blocked, and then they felt a heart-pounding destructive force appearing in front of them.

boom!

All the magic weapons were knocked back, and a circle of fiery flames spread, causing people from all sects to resist in a daze.

At the same time, with an ancient and boundless aura, it was as if a terrifying existence from ancient times opened its eyes, the sky and the earth changed color, and the earth rumbled and shook, trembling for this terrifying force.

"What kind of formation is this!"

Fairy Miaoyin's complexion changed. Facing the scorching fire in front of her eyes, she couldn't help sweating from her forehead.

"I saw the magic weapon in his hand just now, it seems to be the Heaven, Earth, Fire Essence Xuantian Mirror."

Puhong, who hadn't spoken much all this time, opened his mouth. His body was full of golden light, which turned into a barrier to resist the scorching energy in front of him.

"Rewind, this formation is not simple."

The Poison God felt his heart skip a beat, and retreated without hesitation, and the others also retreated a little due to the scorching force.

When they were far away, they saw that the Xuanhuo Altar, which was hundreds of feet high, was completely covered in flames, like a burning torch, and the red light surpassed the rising sun.

Kaka!

The Xuanhuo Altar also seemed to be unable to withstand the force, and cracks appeared, and the ground was even more unbearable. With the vibration, huge cracks appeared, and the magma directly spewed out from under it, turning the surrounding area into purgatory in a blink of an eye.

On the Xuanhuo Altar, countless runes danced, and eight vicious phantoms were connected together, circling continuously, the flames in the center were extremely dense, and a crack emerged in the space distortion.

"Roar!"

The terrifying dragon chant suddenly appeared, everyone's hearts trembled and their scalps went numb.

Chapter 443 Slaying the Desolate Dragon with One Sword

In their perception, this voice is like a terrifying existence that does not belong to this world, descending at this moment.

They looked back, and met a pair of terrifying gazes. In the shadow of the ominous god, deep in a crack in space, a terrifying existence was watching them.

The incomparably ferocious aura, before it appeared, covered the sky and covered the earth, spreading out like a tide, making their breathing a little tighter.

"What the hell!"

Everyone's heart trembled, and they looked at it in surprise.

"The appearance of this formation, could it be the legendary eight fierce mysterious fire formation?"

"I heard that this formation can summon the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon, so it must be..."

Someone said a few words, and the others all shrank their eyes. If it was really this thing, it would be very dangerous for them to get close.

This is a famous fierce formation, its history is longer than that of Zhuxian Sword Formation, and its power is probably not bad.

If they approach rashly, it may be a disaster.

While they were thinking, the crack in the space became bigger and bigger, and a dark space emerged, and the sound of the dragon's chant became louder and louder.

The surrounding flames seemed to be stimulated by the sound, burning more and more fiercely, converging towards the sound, as if to welcome their gods.