Chapter 1555
"That's a hundred years of burning Yan Qiongjiang. Catch up!"
There was a loud voice in front of him. Immediately Zhuo Wen found that there were eight figures in front of him, surrounded by the power of the law of the whole body, forming a strong defense against the surrounding hot magma.
Zhuo Wen took a closer look and found that what the eight people were chasing was a fire red crystal. What was carried in the crystal was a red liquid. Needless to say, the red liquid was burning Yan Qiongjiang.
That is, the hundred year burning Yan Qiongjiang among the eight people!
As soon as his right hand was photographed, Zhuo Wen put the fiery red crystal swept through the magma into the palm. He saw his right hand turn over and the fiery red crystal in the palm stood quietly.
The trajectory of the red crystal was just where Zhuo Wen was, so he put it into the palm of his hand.
Whoosh!
"Who are you? Quickly hand over the hundred year burning Yan Qiongjiang."
The eight people arrived in an instant and fell in eight directions of Zhuo Wen. One of them, a strong young man in a leather vest, stared at Zhuo Wen with bad eyes.
"Who are you?"
Zhuo Wen played with the fire red crystal in his hand, quite jokingly.
The strong young man in this leather vest has achieved good cultivation and reached semi saint, while four of the other seven are invincible emperors and the other three are high-level emperors.
"We are the disciples of Bayue sect. Be sensible. Hand over the burning Yan Qiongjiang in your hand. I can consider cutting off your arm without killing you!" the man in the leather vest said indifferently.
Zhuo Wen pinched the fiery red crystal with his right hand and his eyes fell on the palm. He immediately pinched it. The crystal was crushed by him. The fiery red liquid hidden in the crystal was swept out and drunk by Zhuo Wen.
A burning feeling came from Zhuo Wen's roar, as if his whole body was burning.
However, Zhuo Wen can keenly feel that in this hot feeling, a heat flow like energy, like a cycle, travels around Zhuo Wen's meridians and finally integrates into his Dantian.
With the injection of this heat flow, Zhuo Wenming can feel that the holy power in his Dantian seems to have increased a lot.
"This burning Yan Qiongjiang really has the effect of increasing holy power?" Zhuo Wen murmured with a happy look in his eyes.
"You... You... Good, you're really good. You swallowed the burning Yan Qiongjiang in front of us. You're dead."
The eight people, led by the strong youth in the leather vest, all showed their anger. Zhuo Wen was too presumptuous.
These hundred years were discovered by the eight of them, and they chased for a long time. Now they are obtained by the young man without work. It's really hateful.
"Kill!"
The strong young man in the leather vest was so angry that he trembled and shouted that he was like a tyrannical lion. He rushed straight in front of Zhuo Wen in an instant. The law of fire swept out, condensed a huge flame sabre, and chopped away at Zhuo Wen.
Zhuo Wen shrugged his shoulders and his right fist burst out. The strong young man in the leather vest, the hard-working flame knife, collapsed directly.
"This... Smash my law broadsword with bare hands?"
Seeing this scene, the strong young man was shocked. Just when he wanted to step back and avoid the punch, the punch suddenly accelerated and quickly blasted in front of him.
Pooh!
Even if Zhuo Wen did not play the power of the holy body, the punch still made the strong young man explode into a blood mist.
The blood rain splashed. Zhuo Wen looked around and fell on the seven people. He said faintly, "do you still want to rob me?"
"No! Let's leave immediately!"
"We are blind to Mount Tai. Please don't be surprised!"
The seven people who had planned to attack suddenly froze, and immediately ran away like a mouse with its tail.
After this storm, Zhuo Wen also had a lot of knowledge about the burning Yan Qiongjiang. For this treasure that can increase holy power, Zhuo Wen also joined the ranks of looting.
Whether it was the crystal swept by the ownerless, or what others got, Zhuo Wen took it all away.
Because Zhuo Wen's strength is extremely strong, even some children of great forces have suffered great losses in Zhuo Wen's hands. For a moment, the name of burning is famous in burning the sky and boiling the sea.
Many disciples saw Zhuo Wen's figure from a distance, so they avoided it in advance, as if they were avoiding the God of plague.
"The thousand year burning Yan Qiongjiang is out. It's over there. Let's go quickly!"
Suddenly, a noise came. Zhuo Wen, who was originally in the sea of magma, heard someone shouting, so he also spread his body method and swept away in the direction of those people.
Whoosh!
Ten flame mountains stand in this magma, which looks very strange.
At this moment, there are dense figures gathered around the flame mountain. These people seem to be afraid of something and do not enter the central position of the flame mountain.
"It's the Yin crow Prince of the Yin crow sect and Jiang Licheng, the little virtuous king of the Jiang Xian family. I'm afraid Xia Bingyu and Han Yu of the nine Saint Tianmen will have bad luck!"
"Xia Bingyu of the nine Saint Tianmen was lucky enough to find a thousand years of burning Yan Qiongjiang, which was really beyond everyone's expectation. Even Prince Yin crow and Jiang Li Chengdu could not resist the temptation."
When the voices of discussion came, Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes, hurriedly accelerated his steps and jumped on the periphery of the mountain.
I saw that in the mountains, the two sides were in a stalemate at a distance. Among them, the crown prince of Yin crow sect and Jiang Licheng of Jiang Xian family were suspended in the air, stifling the opposite force.
Xia Bingyu, dressed as a man, and Han Yu, dressed in white, are the leaders of this force. After them, they are the other disciples of Jiusheng Tianmen.
However, at the moment, the nine saints Tianmen is being suppressed by the Yin crow sect and the Jiang Xian family, and gradually falls into a decline. The defense formed by the people is even more shaky.
"Bingyu, give me the thousand year burning Yan Qiongjiang. How about I help you find other burning Yan Qiongjiang? Jiang will never let you suffer."
Jiang Licheng stared at Xia Bingyu with hot eyes. More accurately, he stared at the long breath crystal in Xia Bingyu's hand.
The surface of this crystal is as red as a flame. The liquid in this crystal is constantly fluctuating and surging, as if it wanted to escape the shackles of this crystal.
"Jiang Licheng, you are shameless!" Xia Bingyu's beautiful eyes were cold.
"Hey, Jiang Licheng is a hypocrite originally. Well, the shell of ice Jade's thousand year burning Yan Qiongjiang is too hard. You can't open it for a while. It's better to take it out and open it together. How about sharing it equally at that time?" Jie, crown prince of Yin crow, smiled.
Xia Bingyu's beautiful eyes are colder. This thousand year's burning Yan Qiong slurry was taken out from the prohibition of the ten flame mountains around them after thousands of thoughts. Therefore, they lost several disciples.
Now, they took out the thousands of years of burning Yan Qiongjiang, which was painstakingly taken out by the nine Saint Tianmen, and divided it equally. How could she be reconciled?
"Bing Yu, if you don't make a decision quickly, it won't be so easy to talk when we break your defense."
Jie Jie, crown prince of Yin crow, sneered, and a pair of cloudy eyes were full of evil intention.
Pop!
However, before the crown prince Yin crow finished his words, a palm came from nowhere and hit him heavily on the cheek.
The crisp slap sounded, while the crown prince Yin crow rotated several circles in mid air and spit out a mouthful of cherry red blood. After that, he fell to the ground like a dead dog, and his cheeks bulged high.
One foot suddenly stepped on the crown prince Yin crow, and an indifferent voice sounded: "a miscellaneous feather chicken dare to be so arrogant. It's really impatient. Do you want to be stewed with chicken soup?"
Shua Shua!
At the moment, everyone was stunned. Everyone didn't expect such a change. The originally arrogant crown prince Yin crow was beaten like a dead dog. The contrast between the front and back was too big and the picture was too beautiful. People didn't dare to see it.
"Who are you? How dare you attack the crown prince? You want to die."
The seven or eight disciples of the Yin crow sect, who were originally behind the prince Yin crow, just got back to their senses. They all shouted angrily. In their view, the strange young man used some despicable means to attack the prince Yin crow.
"Noisy!"
Zhuo Wen ignored the seven or eight Yin crow sect disciples who shouted angrily. A big hand blew out in the void, as if it had been derived. The seven or eight Yin crow sect disciples were directly pinched by this big hand and thrown out into the burning sky and boiling sea.
"It's terrible. Isn't this guy the one who killed the fire? I didn't expect this evil star to intervene in this matter."
Many martial artists around noticed the young man who stepped on the crown prince Yin crow. Many people recognized the young man's identity.
In particular, many of the fighters who had been robbed by miefen were twitching. Originally, they were ready to fight for the heart of burning Yan Qiongjiang, which was like pouring a basin of cold water.
"Get back, you bastard!"
Jiang Licheng's pupils contracted and retreated again and again. At the same time, he also commanded the other seven or eight children of the Jiang Xian family to step back.
Since the fire Yan restaurant was thrown out by the fire, Jiang Licheng had realized the fear of the fire. He knew that he and his seven or eight disciples were not the opponent of the fire at all, so he ordered the disciples to retreat at the first time.
The seven or eight disciples of the Jiang Xian aristocratic family also heard of the name of extinguishment and burning. Naturally, they did not hesitate to execute Jiang Licheng's orders.
"Want to go? Get back!"
Zhuo Wen stepped on the crown prince of Yin crow and suddenly opened his right hand in the void. The power of the holy body was fully displayed, and his palm was like gold plating, bursting into an unprecedented golden light.
Whoosh!
The palm of his hand crossed the void and set off an endless wave of magma. Then he immediately swept in front of Jiang Licheng and severely suppressed him.
Jiang Licheng's face changed greatly. He stepped on the snow without a shadow, turned into ethereal shadows, and disappeared in front of the big hand.
However, soon, Jiang Licheng's face changed, because no matter how misty and fast he stepped on the snow, no matter which remote corner he swept to, the big hand followed him like a maggot of tarsal bone, oppressed him and made him out of breath.
There was a loud voice in front of him. Immediately Zhuo Wen found that there were eight figures in front of him, surrounded by the power of the law of the whole body, forming a strong defense against the surrounding hot magma.
Zhuo Wen took a closer look and found that what the eight people were chasing was a fire red crystal. What was carried in the crystal was a red liquid. Needless to say, the red liquid was burning Yan Qiongjiang.
That is, the hundred year burning Yan Qiongjiang among the eight people!
As soon as his right hand was photographed, Zhuo Wen put the fiery red crystal swept through the magma into the palm. He saw his right hand turn over and the fiery red crystal in the palm stood quietly.
The trajectory of the red crystal was just where Zhuo Wen was, so he put it into the palm of his hand.
Whoosh!
"Who are you? Quickly hand over the hundred year burning Yan Qiongjiang."
The eight people arrived in an instant and fell in eight directions of Zhuo Wen. One of them, a strong young man in a leather vest, stared at Zhuo Wen with bad eyes.
"Who are you?"
Zhuo Wen played with the fire red crystal in his hand, quite jokingly.
The strong young man in this leather vest has achieved good cultivation and reached semi saint, while four of the other seven are invincible emperors and the other three are high-level emperors.
"We are the disciples of Bayue sect. Be sensible. Hand over the burning Yan Qiongjiang in your hand. I can consider cutting off your arm without killing you!" the man in the leather vest said indifferently.
Zhuo Wen pinched the fiery red crystal with his right hand and his eyes fell on the palm. He immediately pinched it. The crystal was crushed by him. The fiery red liquid hidden in the crystal was swept out and drunk by Zhuo Wen.
A burning feeling came from Zhuo Wen's roar, as if his whole body was burning.
However, Zhuo Wen can keenly feel that in this hot feeling, a heat flow like energy, like a cycle, travels around Zhuo Wen's meridians and finally integrates into his Dantian.
With the injection of this heat flow, Zhuo Wenming can feel that the holy power in his Dantian seems to have increased a lot.
"This burning Yan Qiongjiang really has the effect of increasing holy power?" Zhuo Wen murmured with a happy look in his eyes.
"You... You... Good, you're really good. You swallowed the burning Yan Qiongjiang in front of us. You're dead."
The eight people, led by the strong youth in the leather vest, all showed their anger. Zhuo Wen was too presumptuous.
These hundred years were discovered by the eight of them, and they chased for a long time. Now they are obtained by the young man without work. It's really hateful.
"Kill!"
The strong young man in the leather vest was so angry that he trembled and shouted that he was like a tyrannical lion. He rushed straight in front of Zhuo Wen in an instant. The law of fire swept out, condensed a huge flame sabre, and chopped away at Zhuo Wen.
Zhuo Wen shrugged his shoulders and his right fist burst out. The strong young man in the leather vest, the hard-working flame knife, collapsed directly.
"This... Smash my law broadsword with bare hands?"
Seeing this scene, the strong young man was shocked. Just when he wanted to step back and avoid the punch, the punch suddenly accelerated and quickly blasted in front of him.
Pooh!
Even if Zhuo Wen did not play the power of the holy body, the punch still made the strong young man explode into a blood mist.
The blood rain splashed. Zhuo Wen looked around and fell on the seven people. He said faintly, "do you still want to rob me?"
"No! Let's leave immediately!"
"We are blind to Mount Tai. Please don't be surprised!"
The seven people who had planned to attack suddenly froze, and immediately ran away like a mouse with its tail.
After this storm, Zhuo Wen also had a lot of knowledge about the burning Yan Qiongjiang. For this treasure that can increase holy power, Zhuo Wen also joined the ranks of looting.
Whether it was the crystal swept by the ownerless, or what others got, Zhuo Wen took it all away.
Because Zhuo Wen's strength is extremely strong, even some children of great forces have suffered great losses in Zhuo Wen's hands. For a moment, the name of burning is famous in burning the sky and boiling the sea.
Many disciples saw Zhuo Wen's figure from a distance, so they avoided it in advance, as if they were avoiding the God of plague.
"The thousand year burning Yan Qiongjiang is out. It's over there. Let's go quickly!"
Suddenly, a noise came. Zhuo Wen, who was originally in the sea of magma, heard someone shouting, so he also spread his body method and swept away in the direction of those people.
Whoosh!
Ten flame mountains stand in this magma, which looks very strange.
At this moment, there are dense figures gathered around the flame mountain. These people seem to be afraid of something and do not enter the central position of the flame mountain.
"It's the Yin crow Prince of the Yin crow sect and Jiang Licheng, the little virtuous king of the Jiang Xian family. I'm afraid Xia Bingyu and Han Yu of the nine Saint Tianmen will have bad luck!"
"Xia Bingyu of the nine Saint Tianmen was lucky enough to find a thousand years of burning Yan Qiongjiang, which was really beyond everyone's expectation. Even Prince Yin crow and Jiang Li Chengdu could not resist the temptation."
When the voices of discussion came, Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes, hurriedly accelerated his steps and jumped on the periphery of the mountain.
I saw that in the mountains, the two sides were in a stalemate at a distance. Among them, the crown prince of Yin crow sect and Jiang Licheng of Jiang Xian family were suspended in the air, stifling the opposite force.
Xia Bingyu, dressed as a man, and Han Yu, dressed in white, are the leaders of this force. After them, they are the other disciples of Jiusheng Tianmen.
However, at the moment, the nine saints Tianmen is being suppressed by the Yin crow sect and the Jiang Xian family, and gradually falls into a decline. The defense formed by the people is even more shaky.
"Bingyu, give me the thousand year burning Yan Qiongjiang. How about I help you find other burning Yan Qiongjiang? Jiang will never let you suffer."
Jiang Licheng stared at Xia Bingyu with hot eyes. More accurately, he stared at the long breath crystal in Xia Bingyu's hand.
The surface of this crystal is as red as a flame. The liquid in this crystal is constantly fluctuating and surging, as if it wanted to escape the shackles of this crystal.
"Jiang Licheng, you are shameless!" Xia Bingyu's beautiful eyes were cold.
"Hey, Jiang Licheng is a hypocrite originally. Well, the shell of ice Jade's thousand year burning Yan Qiongjiang is too hard. You can't open it for a while. It's better to take it out and open it together. How about sharing it equally at that time?" Jie, crown prince of Yin crow, smiled.
Xia Bingyu's beautiful eyes are colder. This thousand year's burning Yan Qiong slurry was taken out from the prohibition of the ten flame mountains around them after thousands of thoughts. Therefore, they lost several disciples.
Now, they took out the thousands of years of burning Yan Qiongjiang, which was painstakingly taken out by the nine Saint Tianmen, and divided it equally. How could she be reconciled?
"Bing Yu, if you don't make a decision quickly, it won't be so easy to talk when we break your defense."
Jie Jie, crown prince of Yin crow, sneered, and a pair of cloudy eyes were full of evil intention.
Pop!
However, before the crown prince Yin crow finished his words, a palm came from nowhere and hit him heavily on the cheek.
The crisp slap sounded, while the crown prince Yin crow rotated several circles in mid air and spit out a mouthful of cherry red blood. After that, he fell to the ground like a dead dog, and his cheeks bulged high.
One foot suddenly stepped on the crown prince Yin crow, and an indifferent voice sounded: "a miscellaneous feather chicken dare to be so arrogant. It's really impatient. Do you want to be stewed with chicken soup?"
Shua Shua!
At the moment, everyone was stunned. Everyone didn't expect such a change. The originally arrogant crown prince Yin crow was beaten like a dead dog. The contrast between the front and back was too big and the picture was too beautiful. People didn't dare to see it.
"Who are you? How dare you attack the crown prince? You want to die."
The seven or eight disciples of the Yin crow sect, who were originally behind the prince Yin crow, just got back to their senses. They all shouted angrily. In their view, the strange young man used some despicable means to attack the prince Yin crow.
"Noisy!"
Zhuo Wen ignored the seven or eight Yin crow sect disciples who shouted angrily. A big hand blew out in the void, as if it had been derived. The seven or eight Yin crow sect disciples were directly pinched by this big hand and thrown out into the burning sky and boiling sea.
"It's terrible. Isn't this guy the one who killed the fire? I didn't expect this evil star to intervene in this matter."
Many martial artists around noticed the young man who stepped on the crown prince Yin crow. Many people recognized the young man's identity.
In particular, many of the fighters who had been robbed by miefen were twitching. Originally, they were ready to fight for the heart of burning Yan Qiongjiang, which was like pouring a basin of cold water.
"Get back, you bastard!"
Jiang Licheng's pupils contracted and retreated again and again. At the same time, he also commanded the other seven or eight children of the Jiang Xian family to step back.
Since the fire Yan restaurant was thrown out by the fire, Jiang Licheng had realized the fear of the fire. He knew that he and his seven or eight disciples were not the opponent of the fire at all, so he ordered the disciples to retreat at the first time.
The seven or eight disciples of the Jiang Xian aristocratic family also heard of the name of extinguishment and burning. Naturally, they did not hesitate to execute Jiang Licheng's orders.
"Want to go? Get back!"
Zhuo Wen stepped on the crown prince of Yin crow and suddenly opened his right hand in the void. The power of the holy body was fully displayed, and his palm was like gold plating, bursting into an unprecedented golden light.
Whoosh!
The palm of his hand crossed the void and set off an endless wave of magma. Then he immediately swept in front of Jiang Licheng and severely suppressed him.
Jiang Licheng's face changed greatly. He stepped on the snow without a shadow, turned into ethereal shadows, and disappeared in front of the big hand.
However, soon, Jiang Licheng's face changed, because no matter how misty and fast he stepped on the snow, no matter which remote corner he swept to, the big hand followed him like a maggot of tarsal bone, oppressed him and made him out of breath.
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