Five hundred and ninetieth eight chapters forced into the water
"These guys are all afraid of chaos in the world. Why are they gathered here?"
Bai Hu looked heavy and smiled bitterly, "Coupled with the arrogant and domineering Xia Mang, who has deep and unpredictable thoughts, the Eighth Paradise, which has been deserted for many years, may cause big trouble..."
The two looked at the remaining hall. After a while, Xuan Wu Leng asked Bai Hu, "Where is Xia Mang?"
He was also very close to Sunset Gorge at the beginning, witnessed the battle, and knew that Baihu finally chose to compromise and agreed to carry Xia Mang into the evil cave. Baihu was here, and logically, Xia Mang should be there.
"Xia Mang..." Bai Hu hesitated. Xia Mang disappeared suddenly before. He couldn't figure out the situation and didn't know how to explain it.
"I'm here."
Suddenly, a clear whistle came, and the three of them were shocked, but they saw Xia Mang appeared in a flash, floating on the altar. At the same time, wisps of red flames appeared in the sky behind him, and condensed into a red lotus shape, surrounding him.
Form a circle and blast towards Xia Mang fiercely!
This red lotus flame seems to extend from the depths of the void and strikes Xia Mang!
"What's going on?!"
Everyone was shocked, because at this moment, Xia Mang suddenly appeared out of thin air on the altar, and there were red flames chasing him from behind. The fireworks were like red lotuses, floating in the void, condensing together, forming a continuous circle, and bombarding them.
Xia Mang's heart is behind!
Xia Mang didn't hesitate. Hearing a "clang" sound, he directly drew his sword out of its sheath and struck the "red circle" fiercely. The two collided and made a clanging sound, making the sound of a battle.
That doesn't seem to be a real red lotus with red flames, but a strange weapon that can withstand a blow from the Qianqiu Sword!
Xia Mang's figure moved with lightning. He gripped the Qianqiu Sword tightly, staring into the void with a solemn expression, as if facing a formidable enemy.
"What's going on?"
The three of them were stunned. Xia Mang suddenly appeared on the ancient altar. It was already very strange. Where did the red lotus in the circle come from?
Not to mention Xuan Wu Leng and Mr. Rong, even Bai Hu was a little dazed and confused.
"What's going on?" Bai Hu shouted.
"Meet a freak!"
Xia Mang said without turning his head. He caught a glimpse of Xuan Wu Leng and Mr. Rong from the corner of his eye. His mind moved slightly, but his hands were not slow. The long sword suddenly swept out in the air, and the beams of light that came out due to the broken statues actually followed.
It turned around and suddenly swarmed towards Baihu, including Xuan Wuleng and Young Master Rong!
These beams of light had previously rushed into the third pillar of chaotic light and became much thinner and weaker, but there were still some residues. Xia Mang actually used the sword as a guide and gave it to the three people in Baihu.
The three of them were shocked and instinctively wanted to dodge, but when the beam of light approached, their expressions changed instantly, especially Bai Hu, who was trembling all over, like a sieve, and looked extremely excited.
Because what fell on him was the beam of light emerging from the tiger totem icon!
"What a weird power! Well, my bloodline seems to be being washed away, leaving only the good, and becomes much purer..." Bai Hu shouted tremblingly, extremely excited.
"It's indeed weird!"
Xuan Wuleng's eyes shone brightly, and he said to himself: "The totem collapsed, and magical power emerged... Hmm, is this the legendary power of faith?"
Totem is the faith of all spirits. Allowing countless creatures to worship and revere it will definitely accumulate a lot of power of faith. And there is a totem icon in the Tai'e Remnant Hall, which must have received a lot of incense and worship, gathering the power of faith.
"The power of faith, gathered from the reverence of all living beings, is the purest and holy power extracted from the source..." Mr. Rong was born in Ku Rong Dao, one of the six reincarnation traditions.
Naturally, I have a certain understanding of the power.
"He is actually willing to give away the power of faith. Well, that's so generous." Mr. Rong glanced at Xia Mang and said to himself: "This man is magnanimous and heroic, and he is worth making friends with..."
If he knew that Rong Qian's arm was broken by Xia Mang, he probably wouldn't think so.
"I accept your favor." Xuan Wuleng looked at Xia Mang.
Xia Mang raised his eyebrows, smiled, and didn't say much, but his smile looked a little weird, and his hand holding the sword never let go, staring at the third beam of light with great vigilance.
"How could Xia Mang suddenly be kind and give us the power of faith?"
Bai Hu wondered. Unlike Xuan Wu Leng and Mr. Rong, he knew Xia Mang quite a bit and knew that this sinister and cold-hearted guy was definitely not so generous and kind-hearted, and could even give away the power of faith.
At this time, there was only a loud "boom" sound, and the void suddenly burst open, and the "red lotus circle" reappeared. It turned into a fiery red lightning and slammed into Xia Mang.
At the same time, a cold voice came, filled with great anger, "If you dare to take away the power of my faith, you are seeking death!"
The voice rolled like a thunderbolt, filled with rage that surged into the sky, which was extremely frightening.
"Stealing the power of faith?" Xuan Wu Leng and Mr. Rong looked at each other, instinctively feeling that something was wrong.
Bai Hu also realized that something was wrong. Suddenly, he noticed a terrifying gaze directed at him, and his expression changed instantly.
Those eyes were as cold as electricity, but they were filled with scorching heat, like a cluster of beating extremely cold ice flames, shooting out and piercing the depths of his soul!
That gaze belonged to a red figure.
"Someone!"
Bai Hu was shocked and turned pale. He immediately reacted and his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. He stared at Xia Mang and gritted his teeth and said, "This bastard tricked us!"
The power of faith is so mysterious, but Xia Mang gave it to them evenly for no reason. This was not normal. Bai Hu had felt something was wrong before, but now that he saw the red figure that suddenly appeared, he immediately realized that Xia Mang
Mang is trying to divert trouble from the east, trying to drag them down!
This power of faith should belong to that red mysterious figure. Xia Mang showed "good intentions", but he was "steering trouble". He clearly wanted to draw them into the game to fight against the mysterious man who suddenly appeared.
"What a bastard!"
Xuan Wuleng and Mr. Rong also woke up and looked very ugly. Xia Mang was clearly plotting against them. They were both very thoughtful people and understood everything in an instant. They couldn't help but curse Xia Mang secretly.
So shameless.
Xia Mang paid no attention to them. He looked solemn and swung out the Qianqiu Sword with a "swish", creating rounds of purple light spots. The light spots rose and fell, all filled with sword energy, and shot into the sky to meet the rushing red lotus.
aperture!
The sun never sets on the sword, the purple sun cuts the mountains and rivers!
Xia Mang didn't have the chance to understand its essence, and his swordsmanship was only superficial, but it was quite impressive, with extraordinary power and stunning momentum!
At the same time, he drew out his sword one after another, striking out a "Kingly Way" sword with overwhelming momentum!
This mysterious man put so much pressure on him that he felt a little palpitated. He felt that the other person might have surpassed the realm of Taoism, entered the second level of secrets, or even... Fuyao!
“Bang bang bang!”
The red lotus aperture is like a meteor, extremely fast and fierce, and the Xiamang sword energy is arrogant and horizontal. The two collide, like a meteorite falling to the ground, or like a big star exploding with a roar!
This is like a collision of stars at the end of the universe!