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Chapter 4371 The Holy Fire Source

Heifa watched with cold eyes, looking strangely at Zilong who suddenly switched sides. He really didn't expect that Zilong was so smart that he would take the lead in attacking one of his own.

"Your Zixuan clan is really in decline. Even the elected saint can turn out such a scum. If the sacred fire source is in your hands, it will be completely buried! You might as well leave it to us!"

The corner of Heifa's mouth curled up in mockery, and he seized the opportunity and rushed towards Ziyuan, not giving her any chance to breathe.

As for Zilong, Hefa didn't care at all. He wanted to have more of such a scum who could even betray his own clan, so how could he have the heart to kill him?

Zilong took one last look at Ziyuan who was beaten by the black magic and was vomiting blood and retreating repeatedly. She didn't dare to stay anymore and quietly left the place.

Click!

Ten breaths later, Ziyuan's cosmic form completely collapsed, and crisp cracking sounds resounded around him.

Among the countless fragments of light in the universe, Ziyuan fell from mid-air like an angel with broken wings, her body in a miserable state.

boom!

Ziyuan smashed a huge hole in the ground, countless smoke and dust dispersed, and the surrounding vision became completely gray.

Black Fa was hanging in mid-air. He did not continue to attack, but moved towards the palace where the sacred fire source was hidden.

Ziyuan was seriously injured and was no longer a threat, and he was pressed for time, so naturally he would not waste extra time on Ziyuan.

After he takes out the sacred fire source, it won't be too late to kill Ziyuan and the others.

Not long after Hefa entered the deepest palace, two more figures came from outside the inner city.

The two figures were cautious and did not approach the battle group of Ziqiong and Luo Ya. Instead, they went around and finally arrived in front of the deepest palace.

The two figures were an old woman and an old man with white hair respectively. They were Lei Jia and Lei You who came after receiving the request from the Great Saint.

"Great Saint, are you okay?"

Lei Jia soon found the great saint Ziyuan trapped in a pothole not far away, covered in bruises and seriously injured, and quickly ran over and helped her up.

Cough cough cough!

The great saint Shion coughed continuously, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood, and her face turned as pale as snow.

"Lei Jia, he is too strong. He is a strong man in the early stage of Anti-Ancient Starlight. You should leave quickly...you won't be able to leave until he comes out." Ziyuan said bitterly.

"Great Saint, I have brought the Peerless Thunder God Array! This person's name is Heifa. He was trapped in the Peerless Thunder God Array just now and almost died. If Naluoya hadn't come to rescue him, he would have been a corpse.

Already." Lei Jia said solemnly.

There was hope in Ziyuan's eyes. If the Wushuang Thunder God Formation was really so powerful, maybe Lei Jia and the others could really stop the black method.

"It's just that the real organizer of the Peerless Thunder God Array is someone else. His name is Mo Wen. If he is in charge, the black magic will definitely be trapped. If we are in charge, the power may be greatly reduced."

Lei Jia's eyes dimmed. Although she wanted to ask Zhuo Wen for help, Zilong said such excessive words, and they had no shame to ask Zhuo Wen.

"Then ask that Demonic Taoist friend to help preside over it. Our Zixuan clan will never treat him badly afterwards!" Ziyuan said quickly.

"He is the demon cultivator wanted by the Three Saints, and he is also the one who revealed the news of this attack to us! Unfortunately, the Three Saints made him angry and drove him away."

Lei Jia was full of anger and told everything that happened near the divine ship, including how Zilong despised and even forced Zhuo Wen.

Ziyuan's face turned gloomy, and she almost cursed. This Zilong was completely doing a disservice to the Zixuan clan, and even wanted to kill the other four saints, including her, for her own selfish purposes.

Ziyuan took a deep breath, tried to calm herself, and said: "Lei Jia, Lei You, I ask you to help us this time. I will definitely give you and Mowen justice afterwards. Zi Long will not be able to escape the sanctions of the clan rules.

I won’t tolerate it.”

Lei Jia and Lei You were delighted. They had long been unhappy with Zilong and were waiting for Ziyuan's words.

The two set up a shielding formation nearby, and then placed the Great Saint and the other three Saints who were in a coma inside.

"Great Saint, you stay aside to heal your injuries first. My father and I will set up the Unparalleled Thunder God Array first. Once the black magic comes out, we will activate the Unparalleled Thunder God Array to take it down!"

After Lei Jia finished speaking, he and Lei You walked outside the palace. The two of them took out a formation disk and made complex seals one after another. They continued to arrange and combine the formation disks according to the memories of the Unparalleled Thunder God Formation in their minds.

The dense formations swept out of it.

Since the Unparalleled Thunder God Formation was already formed in the formation plate, it did not take long for the two of them to set it up. Within a quarter of an hour, the Peerless Thunder God Formation was completely set up successfully.

As soon as Lei You closed his sleeves, the Wushuang Thunder God Formation stopped, and there was an additional formation flag in his hand.

After doing this, Lei Jia and Lei You quietly came to the nearby shielding formation and silently observed the movements in the deep palace.

Half an hour later, a black shadow swept out of the palace.

The black shadow was emitting a blazing red light. The moment he came out, a terrifying wave of air struck like an explosion and spread throughout the entire Zixuan Holy City in an instant.

"It's the source of sacred fire!"

In the shielding formation, the great saint Ziyuan saw a fiery red fire source in the black shadow's hand at a glance. The terrifying high temperature and blazing red light were emanating from this fire source.

Heifa's right hand condensed most of the divine power of the Anti-Guxing, but his palm was still being burned by the terrifying temperature of the sacred fire source, as if it was melting.

And this is only a small part of the energy from the sacred fire source that was accidentally leaked.

"It is indeed the source of sacred fire. The energy it emits can cause such huge damage to me!"

Heifa completely ignored the palm of his right hand that seemed to be melting, and his eyes were filled with excitement.

With this sacred fire source, he will become an immortal figure who will leave his name in the history of the Black Scale Clan. He will become the most immortal existence in the history of the Black Scale Clan. He will create miracles.

Suddenly, a strong sense of crisis arose in Heifa's mind, and endless purple thunder suddenly surged in front of his eyes, sweeping over like an overwhelming mountain.

boom!

Heifa was caught off guard and was thrown backwards by the terrifying wave of purple thunder. He barely managed to stabilize his body, but found that he had been wrapped in dense purple thunder, and he was inside it, as if he was imprisoned in a purple thunder prison.

of prisoners.

"Damn it, it's this big formation again!"

There was a look of fear in Heifa's eyes. Just now, he almost died in this unparalleled thunder formation.

Boom boom boom!

As if they were conscious, the purple thunder rushed towards the black magic one after another, drawing strange trajectories in mid-air, blocking all the black magic's escape routes.

While protecting the source of the sacred fire, Heifa avoided the purple thunder around him. The anti-ancient astrology he used continuously helped him block some of the purple thunder that he could not avoid.

Soon, he was shocked to find that this time the Unparalleled Thunder God Formation was much weaker than the last time. At least these purple thunders did not make him breathless and exhausted.


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