Chapter 5364 The whole story
Long Chen had almost never used the Flame of the Void. It was not that he could not use it, but that he did not want to use it, because when he used the Flame of the Void, Long Chen himself could feel the power of cause and effect.
The more he used the Flame of the Void, the higher the probability that the Flame of the Void would find him. If it was a strong man of the same level, Long Chen would not be afraid. The key point was that if a person of the level of Silver-haired Cankong appeared in the Flame of the Void to kill him, Long Chen would have to swallow his hatred even if he was a hundred times stronger.
Therefore, Long Chen would not use it easily, but in a rage, he used the Flame of the Void, a black flame, and killed the Deputy Pavilion Master's soul at the moment. All his memories were read by Long Chen. The
original ability of the Flame of the Void was to devour. It could devour all the flames between heaven and earth, and it could also devour endless laws and memories. For it, it was just a piece of cake.
When the Flame of the Void devoured the old man's memory, Long Chen understood the whole process of the matter in an instant, and everything was almost the same as he expected.
The eight deputy pavilion masters and the three divine wind elders were all involved in this matter. Their original plan was to delay the arrival of the Hidden Dragon Army and give those gods and goddesses enough time to set up traps.
Originally, they planned to mobilize dozens of nearby tribes to attack the Hidden Dragon Army together, and use the reverse wind stone to temporarily invalidate the nameplate.
When the Hidden Dragon Army could not resist these monsters, they could only retreat. After exiting the ability range of the reverse wind stone, they would inevitably flee back to the Wind God Sea Pavilion as soon as possible, and thus be eliminated.
However, their ideas changed when they were passed on to these gods and goddesses. These gods and goddesses were more courageous. They were asked to set up a very small circle, a range that would make it easy for the Hidden Dragon Army to escape, and then teleport back.
As a result, they set up a very large circle, and because Tang Wan'er and others changed their position, they also changed their strategy and directly attracted the top demons in the nest of the evil wind blood demon. They
attracted the strongest demons and set up such a huge circle. It was clear that they wanted to completely destroy the Hidden Dragon Army and leave no one alive.
After learning the whole story, Long Chen's face was gloomy. He looked coldly at the senior officials in the square. These senior officials had not yet recovered from the shock of the deputy pavilion master being killed. Long Chen's sharp eyes made their souls tremble. At
that moment, they seemed to be looking into the eyes of the god of death, and felt that their souls were about to be peeled off their bodies. They were cold all over and their bodies were shaking uncontrollably.
"Wan'er, let go and kill them. They all know about this plan and have participated in this plan. You still have one stick of incense." Long Chen shouted loudly.
The power of the soul burst out, and a picture appeared in the void. In that picture, the old man and the senior officials handed over the wind-reversing stone, the invisible cloak and other items to Qian Renxue and others.
When seeing this picture, the whole Fengshen Haige was in an uproar. You know, the ranking competition of the gods is projected to every corner of the Fengshen Haige through the wind-fixing beads, and everyone can see it.
People simply couldn't believe their eyes. Three of the eight deputy pavilion masters were involved in such a dirty business. Not to mention the foreign disciples, even the local masters were indignant. This was simply not something a human would do.
When they saw that scene, Tang Wan'er and all the female warriors of the Hidden Dragon Legion understood the whole story in an instant. They were furious and killed even more fiercely.
"Puff"
Tang Wan'er cut off the head of a son of God with a sword, and her shoulder was also pierced by the sword of the son of God before he died.
At this time, Tang Wan'er was covered in blood, some from the enemy and some from her own, but she didn't feel the slightest bit of her own injuries. She felt that her mind was full of revenge.
A group of filthy people killed her sisters. If it weren't for Long Chen, they would all have died in the evil blood battlefield.
Seeing the people around them being killed one by one, these sons of gods were extremely terrified. They dared not attack or run. They could only take a defensive position and maintain their formation to avoid being defeated one by one.
However, they were all high-ranking sons of gods and goddesses. They never joined forces with others and could not form an effective formation at all. As long as they showed a flaw, they would be killed by Tang Wan'er.
There were only eleven of the sixteen sons of gods and goddesses left. At this time, they were all terrified and their eyes were full of fear.
"Tang Wan'er, listen to me, this was all ordered by the higher-ups to do, and we have no choice...ah..." A goddess finally couldn't stand the pressure and begged for mercy.
"Puff"
As she begged for mercy, Tang Wan'er showed no mercy and cut off half of her head with a sword. The terrifying wind force instantly shattered her soul, and another goddess died.
"Ancestor, save me..."
The death of the goddess was the last straw that broke the camel's back. Everyone suddenly fled in all directions. Although they knew that they would die faster, they were no longer brave enough to face Tang Wan'er's bloodshot eyes. Some people began to call for help.
"Hold on, there is still one stick of incense left, and the battlefield will disappear." A deputy pavilion master shouted loudly.
They had already activated the cancellation, but it was easy to activate the battlefield, but it was very difficult to cancel it. They could only wait.
Seeing Tang Wan'er killing recklessly, the Hidden Dragon Legion was like an executioner, madly chasing those disciples. The senior officials were shocked and angry.
"Elder Feng, are you just going to let them kill each other?" A deputy pavilion master finally couldn't help but shouted at Feng Xinyue.
However, Feng Xinyue didn't even look at him, and said lightly: "Whoever caused the trouble should bear the consequences. I think that if all of you rush in together, you may be able to stop this battle. The key is whether you have the courage."
"You..."
Everyone didn't know what to say for a while. Long Chen smashed half of the deputy pavilion master's body with one palm. It was a head-on collision, without any tricks. The deputy pavilion master didn't even have the strength to fight back in front of Long Chen.
The cultivation of these deputy pavilion masters and the elders of Shenfeng is powerful, but they can cultivate to this level entirely by relying on their talents and resources. Their actual combat ability is pitifully weak.
They are just a group of paper tigers, and they look scary. When they enter the battlefield, their cultivation will be suppressed a lot. The strength of the eighth heaven and even the monsters of the fifth heaven may not be able to defeat them.
When their pressure cannot suppress the opponent, it means that they will lose 99% of the time. They have the same cultivation and their real combat power is also the same. Seeing that the deputy pavilion master was beaten to death by Long Chen, how dare they go in?
"Tang Wan'er, since you won't let us live, let's all die together."
Bu Qingyan's face was ferocious at this time, like a devil, and she rushed straight to the Hidden Dragon Army. She knew that she might not survive today, and she wanted to take a few people with her before she died.
"Puff"
a sharp sword pierced Bu Qingyan's back and came out from her chest. The huge force directly hit a big hole in her body.
"You are such an ugly jar, who wants to die with you?"
Then Bu Qingyan heard Long Chen's cold voice.