Myriad Realms Summoning System

“Yin——”

The Scythe in his hand trembled slightly, as if it was a peerless sword that had been buried underground. Once it came out of the world, it was thirsty for blood and made an excited buzzing sound.

Sun Shangxiang, bathing in the red lotus fire, is like a fire phoenix reborn in nirvana, cleansed of all worldly desires and all her immaturity.

Her ponytail was spread out, and her inky black hair fluttered in the wind. She transformed herself into an evil and charming dark queen, with her eyes full of the intention of conquering all living things.

The red lotus fire condensed from the red true energy was like armor, outlining Sun Shangxiang's fiery curves vividly. The entire blue sky was reflected red by the red lotus fire, as if it was burning.

Xiao Chen dodged away from Sun Shangxiang. The scorching heat emanating from her body was nearly a thousand degrees. If a low-level warrior got close to her, he would be burned to ashes.

Xiao Chen also couldn't stand the high temperature and could only fly to a place about a hundred meters away from her to watch the battle.

The Red Lotus Karma Fire Art that Sun Shangxiang practiced was a lower-grade heavenly fire-based technique, which was no less powerful than Xiao Chen's Imperial Supreme World Skill.

"Hmph, old man, I'm going to burn you to ashes!"

There seemed to be two flaming phoenixes dancing in Sun Shangxiang's dark and deep eyes, exuding a strong fighting spirit. The hundred martial artists in front of her seemed to be her prey.

"Everyone be careful, this girl should not be underestimated!" Yan Jilong said in a serious voice.

At this moment, facing Sun Shangxiang's overwhelming momentum, he felt a little suffocated, and a shudder from the bottom of his heart made his whole body cold.

There was no need for him to remind them. The hundred martial artists behind him had already gathered their inner energy and made full preparations. The battle was about to begin!

"Old boy, prepare to die!" Sun Shangxiang shouted, holding the Scythe of Essence, and rushed directly towards the group of martial artists.

"Form a defensive formation," Yan Jilong roared. As a powerful martial artist who had reached perfection, he was naturally the commander of this group of martial artists.

Looking at Sun Shangxiang who had turned into a red comet and was rushing towards him with a long tail of terrifying red flames, Yan Jilong immediately ordered his martial artists to set up a large defensive formation.

These martial artists were all experienced warriors with amazing execution abilities. As soon as Yan Jilong finished speaking, hundreds of martial artists gathered together and formed a square defense group.

Hundreds of streams of true energy condensed into one, forming a huge dark green shield that was more than ten feet high, blocking the hundreds of martial artists.

"Red Lotus Burns the Sky!"

"Wanchuan Qingling Shield!"

boom!

With a loud bang, Sun Shangxiang, who turned into a comet, crashed into the shield without hesitation.

Like a comet hitting a planet, the two auras collided, forming a fierce gale. The strong air waves, mixed with a hot breath, rushed out in all directions from the place where Sun Shangxiang and hundreds of martial artists collided.

"Such a strong aura!" Feeling the oncoming air wave, Xiao Chen's expression changed slightly, and he quickly released his body-protecting true qi to resist.

Even so, he, a martial artist who was standing a hundred meters away from the battle area, was blown back more than ten meters, which shows how huge the force of this impact was.

If Xiao Chen was like this, the people around the Prime Minister's Mansion below must be even more miserable.

Most of those who could not fly were soldiers and martial artists, and there were even quite a few civil servants. Faced with such powerful gale, they had no power to resist.

Countless people's bodies were blown into the air, and then fell heavily several hundred meters away, dying on the spot.

Large trees several meters thick were uprooted and fell on the houses in the prime minister's residence. Countless houses in the prime minister's residence were crushed, and the roofs of many houses were directly blown away by the strong wind, becoming open-air balconies.

"Ah! Run away!"

"Help, someone save me!"

"God damn it, what level of battle is this!"

Countless low-level warriors below were wailing. The scale of this battle had exceeded their imagination and even affected innocent people. They even regretted why they came to the Prime Minister's Mansion to help today.

Snap!

The blue shield cracked like glass and finally shattered completely.

"Wow!"

Yan Jilong, who collided with Sun Shangxiang, also felt uncomfortable. He spat out blood on the spot and his face turned pale.

He was the one at the front of the martial arts formation, and was the one who confronted Sun Shangxiang head-on.

The other martial artists were better than him. Although their faces also looked bad, at least they didn't vomit blood. Their breathing was just a little disordered.

"Did you block it?" Although he paid some price, Yan Jilong was happy in his heart.

There was no trace of Sun Shangxiang in the sky. It seemed that she was turned into ashes by the aftershocks of the collision and blown away in the air by the wind.

Hundreds of martial artists relaxed a little at the same time, and with their combined strength, they finally blocked the opponent's unstoppable attack.

"Old man, your life has been taken by the young lady!"

Just when everyone was relaxing, a red light suddenly appeared above Yan Jilong!

"What?"

Yan Jilong was shocked and looked up quickly.

Above his head, Sun Shangxiang was holding a sickle, her face was cold, and her ink-black hair was flying in the wind. She was like a soul-catcher from the Nine Nether Hell. The black sickle, carrying the breath of death, gently fell towards Yan Jilong's neck.

"No!"

A shrill voice roared out from Yan Jilong's mouth, making countless people tremble in their hearts.

Phew!

Under the gazes of hundreds of people, the sickle symbolizing death cut Yan Jilong's throat!

"You... who are you?" The vitality in Yan Jilong's body slowly drained away, and he felt that his life seemed to disappear at any time.

He knew that he would not live long, but before he died, he wanted to know why he died and who he had offended!

His gradually blurred eyes stared at Xiao Chen, hoping to get an answer.

Xiao Chen's lips moved slightly, although no sound came out, but Yan Jilong already knew his identity!

“It’s you!”

This was Yan Jilong’s last thought before his consciousness became completely blurred.

The abandoned prince a month ago, the famous loser in the kingdom, has miraculously returned, and in such a posture, he has staged a king's return.

It seems that my death was not unjust, Xiao Tianci, I will wait for you in the underworld!

thump!

Yan Jilong's body fell from a height of a hundred meters and landed heavily on the ground, with blood flowing everywhere.

A great hero of the Great Zhou Kingdom fell in this way, which made people sigh, but no one sympathized with him.

None of the court officials and old friends who had flattered Yan Jilong during his lifetime went to collect his body, and no one cried to express their grief.

When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter. Only a living Yan Jilong is valuable. If he dies, he will be just a corpse, no different from a beggar who froze to death on the roadside.

Only the one who knows the warmth and coldness of human nature knows it!

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the side quest: Yan Jilong's murderous intention."

"Mission Reward: One random summoning opportunity, two random draw opportunities, 10,000 experience points!"

"Ding, congratulations to the host for improving his cultivation. His current realm is a four-star martial artist!"