Excellent Immortal

Han Yun took out the third bundle of spiritual fire in a shocking way, which really frightened everyone. Long Ruo's pupils shrank slightly, and he couldn't help turning his head to look at Chu Junchuo. e^ Seeing that Chu Junchuo's face was still calm, but there was a faintly imperceptible brilliance in his eyes. When Han Yun took out the bunch of bloody killing flames, she guessed that Han Yun had three bunches of spiritual fire.Because she had seen the bundle of Jedi purple radiance before, and knew that Han Yun had won the first place in the Eight Great Competitions, and the prize was the No. 20 Nine Nether Fire on the Spirit Fire List.This thief is always able to do what others can't. Chu Junchuo has long been used to his endless astonishing actions. He felt a little bit in his heart about the surprise of everyone. Although his pretty face was still tense, the beautiful spring side She raised a slight arc, like a smile but not like a smile.

Long Ruo finally saw a trace of Han Yun's extraordinaryness. The spirit fire is a rare existence like a phoenix. Ordinary people have never even seen it, let alone have three bundles at the same time.Some people might be so envious and jealous that they would crazily shout: "This bird man is so damn lucky, I didn't even touch a single spirit fire cat!"

But Long Ruo understands one thing, if you don’t have the strength, even if you are lucky enough to toes, you won’t be able to get the three beams of spirit fire alone. The treasure itself is a hidden murderous intent. No matter how powerful the magic weapon is, it can only bring about a fatal disaster.Being able to possess three beams of spiritual fire at the same time is a proof of strength in itself.Long Ruo had to admit that Han Yun was indeed a bit perverted.

Han Yun was holding a yu box, and the blue Nine Nether Fire made people feel cold just by looking at it, and the hot air around them cooled down sharply.Han Yun shot out of the Nine Nether Underworld Fire with one finger, and threw the jade box containing the Nine Nether Underworld Fire into the brutal Bloody Killing Flame, and the jade box was immediately burned by the Bloody Killing Flame. 3∴35686688

Pong!

The faint blue flame exploded instantly, and a circle of faint blue light rapidly expanded inside the blood-red fireworks.Although the Nine Netherfire is called fire, it is the coldest thing, while the Bloody Killing Flame is the arrogant spiritual fire released by Heliweiba. The moon is scorching sun.The bloody Lu Yan, who had been weakening in momentum, suddenly became crazy as if he had been injected with blood, and his tyrannical aura increased more than ten times.Originally suppressed by Ten Fingers Demon Yan and Jedi Zihuang, now they have defeated Mo Yan and Jedi Zihuang in one go.

Han Yun's complexion changed drastically. He originally thought that he would use the Nine Nether Fires to counter him, and then take the opportunity to subdue both beams of spiritual fires, killing two birds with one stone.Han Yunfa, who was crackling the abacus beads, never imagined that he would have the opposite effect. When two beams of mutually restraining spiritual fires collided, a terrifying energy ten times stronger than the explosion would erupt. .The Buddha's light on Han Yun's body was brilliant, and he frantically supported Xiao Zi with all his breasts, but the surging bloody flame immediately pushed Xiao Zi back, and even engulfed Han Yun in it.

"Ah!" Li Weiwei screamed in shock, covering her face involuntarily, unable to bear to see Han Yun being burned to ashes.Chu Junchuo's tender body trembled, his pretty face instantly became pale as paper, and the yellow shadow flickered, and he rushed towards the spiritual fire that had already ravaged the sky for dozens of miles without hesitation, and the three beams of spiritual fire had completely disappeared. Out of control, the purple, red and blue flames spread rapidly in all directions, and there was no one alive in the places they passed.

Zhang Wuji was the first to react, and shouted: "Run!"

She fled quickly in a flash, Li Weiwei glanced anxiously at the raging flames, a yellow shirt rushed forward without hesitation, followed by a faster white figure behind her.

"Weiwei, why are you so dazed? Run away!" Zhang Wuji flew several hundred meters away, and when he saw that his beloved disciple was still in a daze, he hurried back angrily and dragged her away.The monsters on the periphery were also frightened by the terrifying power of the three-color spiritual fire, and ran away in all directions.

Just at that moment, two teams of cultivators with nearly a thousand people were rushing towards them, and it was the masters of the Xuankong Pavilion and the Knife Casting Men who came to kill them.This group of masters saw the massive monsters rushing towards them, and the two leading disciples of the Star Picking Sect were almost frightened, thinking that Zhang Wuji and others had already died in the hands of the monsters.The fighting lunatics of the knife casting men swung their sabers into the group of monsters and slashed frantically. It was too late for the people in the Xuankong Pavilion to escape. Nearly a thousand people were submerged in the tide of monsters in an instant. In time, swords flashed, blood flew everywhere, and a bloody massacre broke out in a painful time, in an itchy place.Zhang Wuji was shocked for a while, then turned his head to look at the rolling spirit fire, gritted his teeth suddenly, and rushed into the torrent of monster monsters with all his strength.

At this moment, the world turned pale, blood fell like rain, broken limbs and arms flew across the sky, screams and screams resounded through the sky, and scenes of killing and being killed were being staged at every moment, and the strong smell of blood wafted far away for hundreds of miles , the blood on the ground flowed rushingly, floating the corpses one by one.This battle is destined to be recorded in the annals of history, and an ordinary and ordinary name will be remembered by all cultivators. An unknown man, like the rising sun, jumped to the sky with a very sturdy attitude——Han cloud.After this battle, even ordinary people down to their toes in the Kenyuan Continent knew that there was such a person——he set off an unparalleled fire!

"Get out of the way!" Chu Junchuo stared coldly at Long Ruo who was standing in front of him, the long sword on his back buzzed, and the sword intent shot straight at Xiaohan.Long Ruo stood in the air, not giving an inch, and the three-color spiritual fire raging behind him was boiling, less than a thousand meters away from the two of them.

The heels of Long Ruo's robe were on fire, while the other side was miraculously covered with white icicles, but he still stood in front of Chu Junchuo calmly, with two equally sassy figures just like that. Standing in the air, their eyes met each other, like two long swords unsheathed.Not far away is the three-color spiritual fire that has spread for nearly a hundred miles, and the one who started it has long since disappeared, perhaps completely disappeared from this world.

Murderous intent flashed in Chu Junchuo's eyes, and the long sword on his back finally flew out of the sheath. The stars hung down from the sky, the moon rose from the river, and a little cold star streaked across the void, heading straight for Long Ruo's eyebrows.There was a blunt smile on the corner of Long Ruo's mouth, perhaps this was the first and last time he smiled in his life.A sword-like Chilong roared out from its back and headed straight for the cold star.

Ding!

Chilong scattered into stars all over the river, and the two long swords collided with each other with incomparable precision in the air, the silver-white long sword broke inch by inch, and fell down with a clatter.A dazzling streak of blood overflowed from the corner of Long Ruo's mouth.

Clang!

Chu Junchuo put his long sword back into its sheath, and asked lightly, "Why don't you use all your strength?"

Long Ruo opened his mouth, and before he could speak, he was pulled by a spiritual force and flew over Chu Junchuo's head. The three-color spiritual fire roared and turned over...