Traveling through Doupo with the ancestral talisman

"Anyway, I'm about to break free from the seal, and I don't have time to refine these captured fire slaves..." the white-robed figure murmured.

“Ah…” In the huge halls behind Xiao Chen, the ten figures trembled slightly, their faces full of pain and struggle, as if they were resisting something.

"Hmph!" The man in white robe snorted coldly. Wisps of milky white flames appeared strangely, and then slowly penetrated into the mouths and noses of the ten figures.

As the milky white flames entered, the ten figures slowly calmed down, but their skin turned red little by little, as if burned by flames. White mist rose above their heads, which was extremely strange.

In the huge palace, Lü Yu looked at the skinny figure with great interest, his eyes somewhat teasing: "It seems that the Pure Lotus Demon Fire can't help it anymore. It really has a bad temper and no patience..."

"Senior Zhu Tao, you take him down." Lü Yu chuckled and said, "This guy has thick skin and flesh, so you don't have to worry too much about him."

"What?!"

Xiao Yan screamed in shock. That was the Taixu Ancient Dragon of the late Five-Star Douluo stage. If he attacked with all his might, wouldn’t this ancestor of the Xiao clan be crippled?

"Lü Yu, you...wait a minute..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhu Tao let out a strange laugh, took a step forward, and his old figure disappeared like a ghost.

"Roar!"

Perhaps he sensed the danger, a fighting spirit suddenly surged across Xiao Chen's wooden face. With an angry roar, the blood axe appeared and chopped fiercely at the space in front of him.

The blood flowed, the space was torn apart, and the axe blade condensed to the extreme seemed to split the sky and the earth, slashing fiercely at the empty space in front of him.

Swish!

With a slight sound, a dark golden fist made of scales emerged and hit the bloody axe light.

clang!

A crisp sound echoed in his ears, ripples of air waves exploded gently, and the blood-colored giant axe suddenly rose up. The huge force made Xiao Chen lose control of the blood axe.

The dark gold fist gained the upper hand in the first strike, but its momentum did not decrease, and the fist wind whistled towards Xiao Chen.

boom!

With a dull thud, Xiao Chen and the bloody giant axe flew backwards like a cannonball and smashed into the solid rock wall of the giant palace.

"Huh?" Zhu Tao looked at the surface of his fist in surprise. There was a tiny white mark there, which was caused by the bloody giant axe just now.

"You do have some skills..." Zhu Tao said lightly. He rubbed his five fingers to remove the white marks, then stepped on the ground and disappeared again.

On the wall of the huge palace, Xiao Chen's face was covered in blood, his mouth was crooked and his eyes were slanted, but there was no pain on his wooden face. He shouted loudly, and his brows kept moving. A strange rune appeared, and his momentum rose steadily. In the blink of an eye, he was no less than a five-star Dou Sheng!

"It's indeed the imperial family!" Zhu Tao snorted coldly.

Behind him, Xiao Yan looked at the clan pattern that appeared on his forehead and screamed in surprise. He was indeed a member of the Xiao clan!

However, at this moment, Zhu Tao's figure had been forced out by the surging momentum, and in the blink of an eye, the condensed offensive was about to collide again.

"Stop!" Xiao Yan screamed, "Stop! Stop fighting!"

If the fighting continues like this, the ancestor of the Xiao clan will be gone!

Immediately, Xiao Yan flashed and rushed towards the two people who were fighting.

Beyond the white smoke, above the pillar of magma fire!

The man in white robe had a faint smile on his face, as if he was watching the crickets he raised fighting, and a happy smile appeared on his face.

Go ahead and fight. Once you’ve beaten everyone, I can almost leave this damn place!

He glanced at the milky white circle of light that was growing larger in the distance, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Oh, there’s no rush!

You've destroyed so many of my fire slaves. I'd feel uncomfortable if I didn't teach you a lesson!

The man in white robe licked his lips, his eyes flashing with a sharp cold light, and ferocious murderous intent kept appearing on his face. His fairly handsome face became hideous and ugly at this moment.

However, when the battle was fierce, his eyes suddenly focused, and outside the battlefield, the pretty boy suddenly snapped his fingers, and a drop of blood floated in the air.

The next moment, the pretty boy moved his fingertips, and in just a few breaths, a strange blood rune had been drawn by him.

“A Nightmare-Breaking Talisman?!” The man in white robe stood up suddenly and looked at everything in disbelief: “How is this possible? Who is this person? How can he have a Nightmare-Breaking Talisman?!”

At this moment, the magma under the feet roared and white mist surged in the sky.

"go with!"

However, before the man in white robe could make any move, a clear shout suddenly rang out.

Suddenly, the blood talisman shot out and stuck to the space in front of him. Waves of distorted waves appeared in front of Lu Yu and the others.

The next moment, cracks appeared in the world before my eyes, and finally it broke open with a "click".

"Damn boy!"

The white-robed man's face turned completely gloomy, with a strong murderous intent flowing through him. In this hot magma world, a cold chill slowly spread.

Chapter 455: The Poor Ancient Clan... (asking for monthly tickets~)

Rumble!

Pillars of milky white magma fire shot up into the sky and exploded with a loud bang. It was obvious that the man in white robe was furious to the extreme.

Ever since the last tide of heaven and earth, when he was severely injured and could only hide in this sealed space to recuperate, he knew that it would be of no benefit to him to fight head-on with these Dou Di bloodlines.

His only wish was to get rid of the seal of the damn Pure Lotus Demon Saint, not to fight with these annoying things!

Therefore, over the past thousand years, he has been working hard to comprehend the Nightmare Sky Mist left behind by the Pure Lotus Demon Saint, all for this day, just to trap these Dou Emperor bloodlines in the Nightmare Sky Mist.

If he could kill it, it would be a good thing for him.

What he had to do was to take advantage of this opportunity to break free from this damn seal, get rid of all restraints, regain his freedom, and travel freely around the world!

However, with the emergence of the Nightmare-Breaking Talisman, the Pure Lotus Demon Fire knew that the discovery of the matter had once again returned to a thousand years ago.

If he wants to break free from the seal and leave here, he must kill those descendants of the Dou Emperor!

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to calm down and deal with that damn seal!

"Damn kid, I'm going to turn you into a fire slave. I want to see where you got this Nightmare-Breaking Talisman..." The white-robed man's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

He is much stronger now than he was a thousand years ago!

Not to mention a five-star Douluo, he wouldn't be afraid even of a six-star Douluo!

……

boom!

A loud noise echoed in the souls of Lu Yu and others, and they all felt a dizziness suddenly coming from their souls.

The intense feeling made everyone's face change slightly, and they all stopped what they were doing involuntarily. Even Zhu Tao, who was fighting... and beating up Xiao Chen, slowed down his movements.

And the dull eyes of Xiao Chen who was beaten now had a little more spirit.

Under such a severe impact, the control of the Pure Lotus Demon Fire on him weakened, and he barely regained consciousness.

Dizziness comes quickly and goes away quickly!

Lu Yu and his companions were all Dou Sheng, and the strongest one was a five-star Dou Sheng. The dizziness was quickly driven away, and when they came to their senses, they found that the whole world had changed.

What comes into view is a milky white ocean of magma, boundless and extending to the end of the sight, as if the entire space is an endless ocean of magma.

Above the magma ocean, huge rocks floated in the air, like huge islands, and a thousand feet behind them was a huge milky white halo.

Through the aperture, you can vaguely see the flying yellow sand, the starry sky, and the sparse human figures outside.

It’s the Douqi Continent outside!

"We... have only walked this short distance?" Ancestor Huoyun looked unhappy. A distance of a thousand feet might be far, but don't forget, they are all Douluo Saints. With one move, everything within a thousand miles can be destroyed, let alone a mere distance of a thousand feet?

"Haha... maybe only our brains are working, but our legs are not moving." Lu Yu smiled faintly and made a somewhat bad joke.

But as soon as these words were spoken, everyone's bodies tensed up instantly, and they looked up at the white sky with horror. That was the famous skill of the Pure Lotus Demon Holy Land, the Nightmare Sky Fog!

"Are we still in the illusion?" Old Ancestor Huoyun got goosebumps and felt his scalp numb. He twisted his body uncomfortably and asked.

This was not a guess, but what he had just experienced. After being rescued by Lu Yu, he thought he had escaped from the illusion, but the seemingly endless palace and fire slaves told him that he had not.

He was scared!

The illusions come one after another, and even the strongest nerves cannot withstand such torture.

"Don't worry, there will be no illusions this time." Lü Yu smiled, but he assured seriously: "The Nightmare Breaking Talisman is specifically designed to restrain the Nightmare Sky Fog. The Pure Lotus Demon Fire cannot cast an illusion on us after the Nightmare Breaking Talisman."

Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that there was no illusion. They were fed up with that depressing and chaotic world where they didn't know what changes would happen in the next moment!

"Roar... Damn it, the Pure Lotus Demonic Fire is controlling me again!" Xiao Chen shouted, his voice full of fear and his tone was extremely hurried.

"Lü Yu, take action quickly!" Xiao Yan's face changed and he shouted hurriedly.

He had just met Xiao Chen, and he couldn't just watch Xiao Chen being controlled by the Pure Lotus Demon Fire again.

Swish!

The space fluctuated slightly, and Zi Yan's graceful figure appeared behind Xiao Chen. She raised her white fist and punched Xiao Chen on the back of the head.

duang!

Xiao Chen's frantic expression froze, and then his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

His body swayed weakly and fell towards the milky white magma ocean below.

"See, isn't this solved?" Zi Yan curved her eyebrows and said with some pride.

It’s such a simple thing, why would Lu Yu need to take action?

The corner of Xiao Yan's mouth twitched. Although he was angry at Zi Yan for treating his ancestor like that, he dared not say anything. This was the famous King of Brute Force. How could he dare to cause trouble?

At that moment, a silver light flashed on his feet, and Three Thousand Thunders was used to catch the falling Xiao Chen and bring him up.

At this moment, the surrounding space fluctuated, and figures appeared one after another, falling in a miserable manner onto the huge stone floating in the sky.

Pfft!Pfft!Pfft!

The huge rock was filled with smoke and dust. The powerful men of the imperial clan, who used to have an immortal appearance and extraordinary bearing, now had their faces covered with dust and looked in a miserable state.

"They are almost like boiled shrimps..." Yun Yun looked at the ten people and smiled faintly.

The ten people who had just emerged from the nightmare fog were all red all over, with white smoke coming out of their mouths, as if there was a flame burning in their bodies.

Their eyes were tightly closed, their teeth were clenched, and their faces were filled with pain. Even the Soul Demon Elder with the highest level of cultivation was not immune.

"Hehe, maybe it's even worse than the boiled shrimp." Zi Yan raised her eyebrows and smiled.

Before he finished speaking, Tongxuan of the ancient clan, one of the ten people, suddenly groaned in pain. The white smoke rising from his body became thicker and more intense, and his fiery red skin began to turn white little by little.

"what……!"

A wailing sound suddenly rang out, and its shrillness reached everyone's ears.

Everyone in the imperial family was startled and quickly opened their eyes. However, before they could make a move to rescue, balls of milky white flames surged out of their seven orifices.

Above the skin, the milky white flame spread along the meridians and veins. In the blink of an eye, the white threads had spread all over the body.

puff!

The flames surged, and with a muffled sound, Tongxuan turned into a pile of ashes, both his soul and body destroyed.

Xiao Yan pursed his lips and said nothing. He had met Tong Xuan once or twice. Although they were not close or friendly, compared to other ancient clan elders, Tong Xuan was already very nice to him.

"No!"

Gu Nanhai's eyes instantly turned blood red, and he looked up to the sky and cried out in grief. His aura suddenly rose and surged, violently attacking the flames running wildly in his body.

"Pfft!"

Gu Nanhai opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood surrounded by milky white flames.

Before the blood even hit the ground, the terrifying high temperature had completely evaporated it.

The surging momentum of the ancient South Sea came to an abrupt halt, and the next moment it rapidly declined, becoming listless and with an extremely pale face, as if he were a seriously ill patient who had not yet recovered.

Gu Nanhai took a deep breath and silently collected Tongxuan's ashes.

In the distance, Lu Yu had an expressionless face as he quietly looked at his masterpiece.

Beside him, Zhu Tao had a deep gaze and an expression of interest. If Lu Yu had not spread a handful of new nightmare mist before, it would have been difficult to achieve this effect.

“Tsk tsk…poor ancient clan, they suffered such a heavy loss.” Zi Yan sighed slightly.

"Humph……"