Zongwu: Starting with Huashan Sect, Zhou Zhiruo breaks off the engagement

Chapter 118: Battle with Emperor Shitian
Although Nie Feng was worried.

But he also realized the huge gap between himself and the opponent. Until this moment, he did not realize who the person who attacked in secret was.

Moreover, the Second Dream has obviously lost his mind now. If the Second Dream is with him, it might be dangerous.

He didn't care about his own life, but he didn't dare put Di Er Meng in danger again.

After hesitating for a moment, Nie Feng turned and left.

But the moment he turned around, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

He appeared without warning, like a ghost.

Not to mention Nie Feng, even Qin Fan didn't notice the other party's existence at first.

Emperor Shitian's strength has reached perfection, and his elusive movements are difficult even for Qin Fan to detect.

He was wearing a terrifying mask made of ice, and he looked weird and scary.

He just stood there, yet seemed to be one with the heaven and earth.

Nie Feng was shocked but was not frightened by the other party. The moment he reacted, he raised his hand and slashed with a knife.

But he never thought that he would succeed with just one strike.

The Indra in front of him was split into two.

While Nie Feng was being surprised, Qin Fan grabbed his shoulders and stepped back.

At the same time, Indra, who was split into two, suddenly turned into two people and flew to both sides.

This scene really shocked Nie Feng. He had never seen such strange martial arts.

"go!"

Qin Fan threw Nie Feng out and urged him again.

He knew in his heart that Emperor Shitian's target was Nie Feng, and if Nie Feng stayed here, it would only affect his performance.

At this moment, Nie Feng also reacted and turned away without hesitation.

He now realized that both Qin Fan and Emperor Shitian were much stronger than himself. If he stayed here, he would only become a stumbling block for Qin Fan.

Although he was worried about the second dream, and although he and Qin Fan had only met once, he believed in Qin Fan's character.

At this time, leaving is the greatest help to the other person.

He has never been a man of indecision.

Just as he flew away, a huge ice mask gathered in the sky behind him, and the rolling dark clouds turned into a huge whirlpool, as if it was going to swallow him up.

Nie Feng's heart was trembling. This was probably the most bizarre martial arts he had ever seen.

But the next second, he witnessed another strange martial art.

Qin Fan roared to the sky, and a dragon's roar cut through the sky.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Fan transformed into a green dragon and soared into the sky, instantly dispersing the terrifying ice sculpture mask in the sky.

"This is fucked! We told them to leave quickly, but they are here again!"

"Really?"

"That's right! There's a dragon flying in the sky outside!"

"It's broad daylight, are you dreaming? How can there be dragons in this world?"

"it is true!"

"Dragon? Where is the dragon? Let me see!"

"Hey, my little master, please stop making trouble!"

"Who did our Hanging Temple offend? Why did they choose this place to fight?!"

At the gate of the Hanging Temple, several old monks huddled together, looking at the blue dragon soaring into the sky in the distance, their mouths wide open.

"What kind of martial arts is this? How can it be so terrifying?"

"This is truly a divine method!"

"Are those two not land immortals?"

"No matter what it is, just don't get us into trouble!"

"When gods fight, mortals suffer. We shouldn't have gotten involved in that matter in the first place!"

"Alas, monks are compassionate. That girl has lost her memory, we can't just sit there and do nothing, right?"

Several old monks looked at the battle situation in the distance with deep concern.

In the sky, there were bursts of dragon roars and dark clouds rolled, turning into a huge human face with a big mouth, coming towards Qin Fan.

Seeing this scene, Qin Fan was not afraid at all. He turned into a giant dragon and rushed straight to disperse the mask.

"What an amazing boy, quite interesting!"

"I haven't been this happy in a long time!" Emperor Shitian's gloomy and ghostly voice came, with a hint of teasing and amusement.

Suddenly, the sea of ​​clouds rolled and turned into countless figures, scattering in all directions.

Behind each of those figures, there was a long tail, which was a bunch of blood-colored threads.

The figure was so blurry and moving so fast that it was impossible to catch sight of it.

Qin Fan was alert, but in a flash, he found himself entangled and tied up by silk threads, unable to move.

These silk threads entangled the body of the real dragon, and also tied his heart.

At this moment, a feeling of despair suddenly rose in Qin Fan's heart.

Do not!
Qin Fan suddenly woke up, his eyes bursting with bright light.

Sacred Heart Art?

Qin Fan knew Emperor Shitian. The Sacred Heart Art was a magical skill that he created by combining the strengths of hundreds of schools and spending thousands of years to create.

It has the power to seize the fortune of heaven and earth and has extraordinary power.

This move, putting oneself in others' shoes and moving others with oneself, is the Heavenly Heart Tribulation, one of the four tribulations of the Holy Heart.

You can change the other person's mood through your own thoughts. If Qin Fan didn't know about this, he would have been tricked by now.

Qin Fan calmed his mind, and the next moment, a brilliant golden light burst out from his body.

The light turned into flames and enveloped Qin Fan.

At this moment, the roar of a dragon in the sky shook the earth.

At this moment, thunder roared in all directions, shattering the sky.

The Nine Dragons Thunder Fire burns everything.

The silk thread that bound Qin Fan evaporated in an instant and turned into blood mist.

When Indra saw this scene, his expression changed.

A phantom appeared in the distant mountains.

"Hiss—what a terrifying flame? Could this boy be related to those people?"

Indra murmured softly, then slowly raised his head.

In the sky, the huge ice mask gathered into a tornado and gathered in the palm of his hand.

At this moment, he finally revealed his true identity.

"Boy, you are great, follow me! I can guarantee your immortality!"

Emperor Shitian looked up at Qin Fan, who had transformed into a green dragon in the sky, with a hint of envy in his eyes.

This kind of martial arts made him salivate.

"Immortality? Like you, living in an ice cellar, a living dead?"

Qin Fan snorted coldly and showed no regard for the conditions proposed by Emperor Shitian.

Hearing this, Indra's eyes turned vicious.

He played around in the world, was used to seeing life and death, and his mind had long been detached, but there was just one thing that bothered him.

That is immortality.

This was his proudest achievement, but it was belittled by Qin Fan.

This made it impossible for him to suppress the anger in his heart any longer.

"you wanna die!"

Indra’s deep voice was heard, and the next moment, he transformed into thousands of incarnations, and his figure could be seen all over the mountains and plains.

Each of those figures looked like a real person.

The next second, thousands of people flew towards Qin Fan.

The ice condensed into thunder, and loud thunder suddenly appeared in the sky, like a purgatory.

Extremely divine calamity!
The most powerful attack of the Sacred Heart Technique.

Indra was really angry at this moment.

Qin Fan's expression was solemn, and a vertical eye slowly appeared on his forehead.

The grayish-white pupils suddenly burst into light.

In an instant, the world became silent.

Wherever the mighty light reaches, everything turns to desolation.

Those thousands of figures with swords fell apart in an instant.

(End of this chapter)