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Chapter 403 of 1891

Chapter 403: Nightmare Sky Fog

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"Mom! So real, so terrible illusion!"

Xiao Tian was refreshed, breaking through all the illusions and seeing Xun'er,

Xiao Yan and others.

Xiao Yan quickly opened his eyes and met Xiao Tian's eyes.

"Big brother, are you okay."

Xiao Tian couldn't help rolling his eyes, "How can I be wrong."

"What a terrible nightmare sky mist..." Xun'er opened her eyes, and saw Xiao

Tian, Xiao Yan and others, and he was relieved.

"Huh! Is that mist?" Xiao Tian couldn't help thinking at this moment, this

seemed to be the ability of Jinglian Demon Fire.

"Yes, the Demon Sage Purifying Lotus was extremely terrifying back then. The

Nightmare Sky Fog was on display and enveloped a huge city, making the people

in the city only feel that they lived for hundreds of years, but when the fog

dissipated, it was just a dream."

"Hey, that's interesting."

With the help of Xiao Tian and Xiao Yan, helping others break through the

influence of the nightmare fog, a group of people continued to explore the

demon fire space.

Not long after, they came to the vast ancient temple. With their arrival, many

honoids swept out of it. The weakest were Dou Zun, there were not many half-

sages, and there were even many fighting-sages.

"Stop it all! Let me come!" Xiao Tian shouted loudly, and then quickly

controlled somersault clouds, driving the talent ability: Ghost walks quickly

and directly killed it.

Xun'er, Xiao Yan, Gu Nanhai, Hun Qianmo and others had scalp numb, only to see

that Xiao Tian was mad and turned into a harvester, killing a group of hono!

"Oh huh! It's comfortable!"

Seeing Xiao Tian with a beautiful expression on his face, the horror of Soul

Qianmo, Soul Extinction, etc., the patriarch seemed a bit nervous.

Xun'er couldn't help rolling his eyes, and he was used to seeing Xiao Tian's

irregularities in the Tian Tomb.

"Those Huo slaves are all controlled by Jinglian Demon Fire. According to the

ancient records of the clan, the end of the Demon Fire Hall is where the body

of Jinglian Demon Fire is located." Xun'er muttered.

"Then kill it! Let me open the way!" Xiao Tian looked excited.

As the stone gates were broken open, most of the Huo slaves where they passed

were beheaded by Xiao Tian, and Xun'er, Xiao Yan, etc. cleaned up the fish

that slipped through the net.

"Cleared?" Xiao Tian couldn't help scratching his head after seeing that there

was no Hono in front of him.

Only soon, a blood-red figure appeared. The figure was thin and thin. Although

the breath exuding was weak, it made the ancient Nanhai, the soul of Qianmo,

and the death of the soul horrible.

With the level of their five-star fighting saints and six-star fighting

saints, they all felt heart palpitations!

"You have to die!" The thin figure whispered hideously, his big hand squeezed

into the void, and a * battle axe appeared. With the slashing axe, several

terrifying * qi swept across, and the space was split. Open, the wind is

raging, the thunder is howling.

"Careful!" Xiao Tian immediately activated the Five Profound Transformation of

the Skyfire, holding the Ruyi Golden Wand to resist, and using the eyes of

reincarnation to cast the tomb and the edge of the prison to attack the enemy.

"Xiao clan pattern!" Xiao Yan couldn't help changing color when he saw the

pattern on the man's brow.

"Oh?" Xiao Tian was dumbfounded.

The fighting saint holding the scarlet battle axe is extremely powerful, and

it is Xiao Tian, Hun Qianmo, Gu Nanhai, and Hun Miesheng teaming up just

barely to block it. The opponent is afraid that he has the power of the eight-

star fighting saint.

Among them, thanks to Xiao Tian's great efforts, otherwise, with the soul of

Qianmo, Gu Nanhai and their abilities, they will inevitably be knocked out.

"Senior! Under Xiao Yan! I don't know if you are from the Xiao Clan?" Xiao Yan

was very calm, his voice enveloped in vindictiveness, and bombed like thunder.

"The Xiao Clan..."

The man's indifferent and cold eyes suddenly fluctuated, and as Xiao Yan's

eyebrows Xiao Clan pattern appeared, the man felt the long-lost familiarity

and blood.

"You are from the Xiao Clan... Then who am I?"