Chapter 1563

Although Zhuo Wen's voice was not loud, countless martial artists around him could hear it clearly.

Although the fire extinguishment here keeps saying that the bath is waste, people don't really think that the bath is waste. It can only be said that the fire extinguishment is too abnormal.

Zou Tianzong narrowed his eyes slowly, then burst into a smile and said, "what do you say, little brother miefen? Before you fought, you didn't seem to say who won and who would get 5000 years of burning Yan Qiongjiang, but it depends on your ability to grab burning Yan Qiongjiang."

"Although you won, you didn't grab the burning Yan nectar, so you have no reason to ask nephew Yu Ze to take out the burning Yan nectar for you?"

As soon as he said this, many martial artists around him were silent. There is no doubt that Zou Tianzong's words are clearly protecting the bathing Ze.

Zhuo Wen's face was slightly cold and said, "Lord Zou, are you ashamed? If you didn't stop suddenly, you think I wouldn't be able to grab the 5000 year old burning Yan Qiongjiang? Now you tell me this, won't your old face feel ashamed?"

Zou Tianzong's face was a little ugly and said, "I said, little brother miefen, you'd better pay attention to your words. This is our territory. Even if you are a real dragon with a big background, you have to dish it for me."

"It's really for old disrespect!"

Zhuo Wen smiled coldly, his right foot suddenly stepped on the void, shot out in an instant, and swept away towards yuan Zhibai.

"You're looking for death!"

Zou Tianzong's face changed slightly, showing an angry color. He didn't expect that the fire would not give him any face. Obviously, he stopped it. The boy didn't stop. He was looking for death.

Boom!

On the void, the black Yan pen swept out one stroke at a time, interwoven with a very gorgeous black inflammation. The black inflammation, like a fire dragon, surrounds Zhuo Wen's whole body and wants to devour it all.

Zhuo Wen snorted coldly and pulled his right waist. He pulled out the fire red belt around his waist. Then the fire red belt formed a layer of red magma defense.

Hei Yanhong was on the red magma defense surface and couldn't invade at all, while Zhuo Wen was as powerful as a bamboo, plundered out and rushed directly towards yuan Zhibai.

"What?"

Zou Tianzong was shocked. He didn't expect that the black Yan pen was blocked. His eyes fell on the lava belt on the surface of Zhuo Wen, and his expression was uncertain.

Somehow, the burning of the belt pulled out from his waist gave him a taboo feeling. This feeling was very strange and subtle, but the smell on the surface of the belt was hidden, and Zou Tianzong couldn't see what level of sacred weapon the belt was.

"Miefen, you are too presumptuous. Since you are so rude, don't blame me for my injustice."

Zou Tianzong said this with awe inspiring righteousness and a sneer. He swept away towards Zhuo Wen. The black Yan pen in his hand constantly portrayed many portraits and substantiated them with black Yan as the medium.

Boom!

However, when Zou Tianzong came and was about to reach Zhuo Wen, a huge mountain connecting heaven and earth was directly in front of Zou Tianzong.

"Huh? Damn it, get out of here!"

Zou Tianzong punched out, and the black fire was towering, hitting the surface of the mountain.

However, the mountain did not move. On the contrary, Zou Tianzong stepped back dozens of steps and his eyes showed surprise.

Liao Si stood on the top of the 18th mountain, holding the crown prince Yin crow in his left hand and Jiang Licheng in his right hand. He looked down at Zou Tianzong faintly: "if you want to stop my young master, you'd better put out this idea!"

Not far away, Yin Wuxue and King Jiang Xian, who had originally confronted Liao Si, looked at each other and showed their intention of killing.

"This miefen doesn't know how to live or die. He dares to provoke the huotianzong and the ice and snow palace. This is our opportunity to capture the miefen. I don't believe that the bald man won't let Yin Yan and Jiang Licheng go." Yin Wuxue said to King Jiang Xian.

King Jiang Xian said in a deep voice, "now the time is ripe, let's do it quickly!"

With that, King Jiang Xian stepped out and plundered towards Zhuo Wen, while Yin bloodless Jie smiled and followed King Jiang Xian.

"Yin Wuxue and King Jiang Xian are fighting. It's bad luck to destroy the fire."

"It's really arrogant to say that the fire is destroyed. It's clear that the bath Ze is the young palace leader of the ice and snow palace and the protagonist of the marriage between the burning emperor and the ice and snow palace, but it's not worth the loss to provoke the bath Ze."

When Yin Wuxue and King Jiang Xian shot, many martial artists around shook their heads and sighed, feeling that the fire was really coming to an end.

"Shifu! We need to help extinguish the fire. He did us a great favor in burning the sky and boiling the sea!"

Xia Bingyu's beautiful eyes were full of sadness and begged the Tianyu sage around her.

Tianyu sage's eyes twinkled, and finally shook his head and sighed: "Bingyu, this muddy water, we nine Saint Tianmen don't want to step in, of course, we're not qualified to step in."

"You don't know the situation of our Jiusheng Tianmen. Although the inside information is profound, it is still a little inferior to the Yin crow sect, and even less than the Jiang Xian family. Moreover, we are bold to destroy the burning and dare to provoke the burning sect. Our Jiusheng Tianmen can't step into this muddy water."

Xia Bingyu was worried. She wanted to help extinguish the fire, but she knew that her cultivation was too low. In addition, the Tianyu sage didn't do anything, so she could only stare and watch the Yin bloodless and King Jiang Xian catch up with extinguish the fire.

"Little bastard, I make you arrogant. I'll catch you today and make your life worse than death!"

Yin Wuxue and King Jiang Xian came in an instant. The Yin Wuxue was Jie's strange smile and sharp voice, like a strange night owl, which sounded particularly terrible.

Zhuo Wen was indifferent. He stared at Yin Wuxue and King Jiang Xian coldly and said, "I'll give you two a chance. It's still time to roll now, or you'll all die!"

As soon as these words came out, the people were in an uproar. The extermination was really arrogant. In the face of Yin Wuxue and King Jiang Xian, the older generation of strong people, they actually said such uninhibited words.

Yin without blood is the holy land of Yin, while King Jiang Xian is the holy land of Yang. Together, even Zou Tianzong dare not trust him, but miefen says that they will die if they don't walk.

"There must be a limit to your arrogance, little bastard. You dare to be so presumptuous. You simply don't know how to write the word death."

King Jiang Xian can't recognize the rude words. The burning in front of him is really annoying and arrogant. They are also the overlord of one party at least, but the younger generation doesn't pay attention to them. How can they bear it?

"Die!"

With that, King Jiang Xian offered a long sword of the level of cloudy sacred ware. The surface of the sword was covered with golden handwriting, which was meaningful and clean, as if the ancient sages had written on the surface of the sword.

"Daxian sword, this is the treasure of Jiangxian aristocratic family town. Although it is a sacred artifact in cloudy days, this Daxian sword is a sacred artifact that has been blessed by successive owners of Jiangxian aristocratic family. It is in the stage of transformation. It is said that it is not far from the level of sacred artifact in sunny days. This is a sacred artifact far beyond ordinary sacred artifact in cloudy days!"

When King Jiang Xian took out the sword, many people were moved and recognized the origin of King Jiang Xian's sacred weapon.

"That's the Yin bone scepter. It has a strong smell of blood. How many creatures do you need to swallow in order to achieve such a huge and terrible smell of blood, almost choking your nose."

When King Jiang Xian took out the Daxian sword, Yin bloodless also showed no weakness and took out a Yin bone scepter.

The whole body of the Yin bone scepter is forged from bones, but these bones are not dull white, but extremely dark. It seems that the owner of the bones is highly poisoned.

The top of the scepter is a palm sized skull. The empty eyes of the skull are spraying rich blood gas at the moment.

There is no doubt that the power of the Yin bone Scepter sacrificed by Yin Wuxue is not much worse than King Jiang Xian's Daxian sword.

"Yin without blood, you are still the same as before. In order to quickly avoid the right path, you engage in these evil things."

King Jiang Xian's eyes showed a look of contempt. This Yin bone Scepter was also taken out against the enemy for the first time when he saw Yin bloodless. However, he had heard the rumors about this Yin bone scepter.

It is said that this Yin bone scepter is originally a mysterious holy weapon, but it can evolve continuously by constantly sucking the essence blood of creatures. Of course, the more terrible the cultivation of creatures, the more perfect the evolution of this Yin bone Scepter may be.

It's not too much to describe it with a sea of corpses and blood if you can promote the mysterious holy vessel to the holy vessel in the cloudy sky. I'm afraid the Yin bone Scepter has absorbed almost countless essence blood of creatures.

"Hey, hey! As long as I can improve my strength quickly, what's the matter with unscrupulous means? King Jiang Xian, I'm not like you. I'm a hypocrite. I don't choose not to do what I want to do because of other people's gossip." Yin bloodless and faint.

Hearing the ironic words of Yin bloodless, King Jiang Xian frowned slightly. He said faintly, "don't talk nonsense. Take down this little bastard quickly to avoid long dreams."

"That's nature, hey hey!"

Yin bloodless Jie smiled, and his right hand holding Yin bone Scepter was a little empty. Endless wailing came from the scepter, as if there was hell in the scepter.

Boom!

The blood gas erupted and formed a huge bloody skull. The bloody skull suddenly opened its mouth and covered Zhuo Wen face to face.

King Jiang Xian was not vague. He quickly pinched out the sword formula in his right hand, and soon there was a little emptiness. The Daxian sword rose into the sky, and the golden handwriting on the surface lit up, showing a shadow of Daxian.

Holding the Daxian sword, the Daxian virtual shadow suddenly lifted Zhuo Wen from below to break Zhuo Wen.

Covered with a blood skeleton and a Daxian sword, Zhuo Wen fell into a tight encirclement and suppression for a moment.

Many martial artists around trembled in the face of these two attacks. These two attacks were too terrible. They looked at them and felt soft all over and had no intention of resistance.

"Little guy, it's up to you to annihilate these two attacks!"

Zhuo Wen was horizontal in the void and smiled at the belt around his waist.

Boom!

As soon as Zhuo Wen's voice fell, the belt glowed, and immediately rushed out of the towering magma, like a river across the sky