Chapter 388

"Bang", Song Fei's palm lit a flame and said coldly: "yes, you don't have to live better than die."

The fire burst up and instantly drowned Li Tie. With a scream, Li Tie's body was directly burned into nothingness, and there was no ash left.

The password to contact Zhao Gang has also been obtained by Song Fei. As long as you come here for a stroll in the future, you can directly look like Li Tie and connect with each other.

"Yi Rong Dan is really a good thing." Song Fei felt the benefits of these wonderful things more and more.

The next day, Song Fei was still the substitute, but this time Yan Qianqian didn't go out and had been sneaking in the door to prepare for the opening of the temple of fire.

From Yan Qianqian's behavior, she attaches great importance to the temple of fire, but she is always unwilling to reveal the information of the temple of fire to Song Fei. This information is not clear to Li Tie, who has followed Yan Qianqian for decades. It belongs to the secret of the high-level of black fire sect.

One day nothing happened. During Yan Qianqian's cultivation, although Song Fei seemed to be guarding, he was all immersed in the study of secret patterns and studied the principle of secret patterns all day.

In the evening, Song Fei also went to Li Tie's room and found no trace left by Zhao Gang.

It was another boring night of practice. The next morning, Song Fei appeared outside Yan Qianqian's room.

Yan Qianqian's mental state is very good. After a day of latent cultivation, she has reached the peak in both spirit and mana.

According to the rules, the opening of the holy fire temple is a major event in the church. Even if you bring bodyguards, you can only bring loyal old bodyguards, and only one.

Yan Qianqian flew all the way with Song Fei. Song Fei praised Yan Qianqian: "I feel that there are super prohibitions in the air, which are arranged by experts of your sect?"

"It's all added by generations of experts." Yan Qianqian said proudly, "so although our black fire sect is not prosperous now, in ancient times, we were a big sect with many experts. Even the strong ones in the xuanjing can't easily break through these prohibitions."

Song Fei said quietly, "Oh, is there no prohibition arranged by experts now? There are many experts in the black fire sect."

"What is the master of Yuanying? Our heihuo sect's ancestor, but the immortal's great sect, do you think the prohibitions arranged by the super strong need to be modified and added later?" Yan Qianqian looked contemptuous.

"Hehe, the heihuo sect is so powerful." Song Fei laughed inexplicably.

But he smiled to himself. In that case, it's really convenient.

After flying for a while, they fell into a canyon of a huge mountain.

Song Fei felt that the prohibition in the canyon was more dense, covering one layer after another, defending a huge palace below.

"Remember, follow my body. If you step wrong, it will be the danger of the destruction of God and form." Yan Qianqian turned back and said seriously to Song Fei.

"Yes," Song Fei replied with a smile.

The passage into the canyon is really tortuous. If there are no familiar people to lead the way, it is really difficult for outsiders to enter here. It is worthy of being a sect with a long heritage. Even if it withers, it can still be seen that he has a deep heritage.

They landed one kilometer away from the solemn hall, where dozens of guards had been standing. Yan Qianqian told Song Fei to wait for her here, and then walked step by step to the hall in the valley

It can be seen that the hall is forbidden, or even if there is a channel, Yan Qianqian doesn't know.

Song Fei nodded silently, then stood far away alone and practiced alone. "

"Look, the saint mother is coming. She is the saint of the previous generation." just when Song Fei was immersed in his mind, he saw the chatting bodyguards suddenly scream.

In the sky, a middle-aged woman, accompanied by a little girl, flew in twists and turns along the route that she and Yan Qianqian had just entered.

The woman looked more than 40 years old, wearing solemn palace clothes and sharp eyes. Song Fei looked at the woman's face. Although she was much older than Jun wanshuang, Song Fei saw at a glance that the woman's face was 80% similar to Jun wanshuang.

Song Fei knows that the saint of the previous generation should be Jun wanshuang's mother without asking.

Li Qiumei said to the little girl around him, "wait here."

"Yes. Xiaoya understands." the little girl said softly.

Later, the old woman strode towards the huge palace, and then one after another came to the high level of AgNi, and then walked into the palace.

During this period, Song Fei also saw Li RuRu and other people who gambled with Yan Qianqian a few days ago, but they looked a little bad when they looked at Song Fei.

Moreover, Song Fei found that these people not only looked at Song Fei's bad face, but also looked at the little girl who followed the saint of the previous generation.

But the girl seemed very timid. After being looked at by their indifferent eyes, she bowed her head and dared not look at them.

When Lu tiankuang appeared, Song Fei knew that next, no one should enter again.

After Lu Tian fell wildly, he didn't enter immediately. Instead, he added a layer of his own prohibition at the place where he entered the channel, and then he swaggered into the huge palace.

Sure enough, the guild leader is different. Others use it. He can fly.

Song Fei sat in the corner, practicing silently and waiting for Yan Qianqian to appear. Song Fei also made up his mind secretly. Since the prohibition of the black fire sect is basically arranged by his predecessors, he can try to exchange the prohibition into points and earn a good sum. Moreover, he can also take this opportunity to visit the black fire sect.

For example, places such as magic treasure house and alchemy room are Song Fei's favorite.

While Song Fei was practicing, a palm wind suddenly hit, forcing Song Fei to suddenly open his eyes and sweep his eyes like electricity to the master of the palm wind.

Song Fei poked out his right hand, waved a palm at will, and scattered the palm of his magic power.

In front of him, there was a guard in his thirties. The guard was wearing the hot red armor of the Chamberlain. When he saw that Song Fei scattered his mana palm, he was stunned at first, and then sneered: "yes, indeed, he has two skills. It's strange that he had to pay attention to other masters."

Song Fei also saw that not only this man, but also several people behind him looked at him with bad eyes. Among these people, except the little girl who followed Li Qiumei, who showed sympathy, the others sneered.

This makes Song Fei more clearly realize that the saint's pulse has not fallen to any degree. Almost all people stand on the side of the leader of the black fire sect.

"What's up?" Song Fei sat cross legged on the ground, looked at the attacker just now and asked faintly.

"Of course not." the Raider pinched his fist and sneered, "just now the master said that you are not pleasing to the eye and want you to break a leg. Are you coming by yourself or me?"

Song Fei's body was still sitting still. He just asked faintly, "there seems to be a great event going on inside. You're not afraid to disturb them if you do so?"

"Hahaha." hearing the speech, not only the raider, but also others laughed, and the Raider laughed, "boy, don't worry, as long as I move quickly, I won't disturb the ceremony inside."

Behind the raider, the same middle-aged guard smiled and said, "boy, you're very calm. You don't think that if you pretend, we won't shoot you."

Song Fei shook his head and said, "I hope you don't do it, because it's a waste of time for me, but if you want to be uncomfortable, I don't mind wasting some time on you."

"Hahaha, this boy really thought we would taboo him." he was humane.

"A first-class boy of the golden elixir must know that it's useless to resist, so it's human nature to hold a lucky heart." some people said coldly.

The Raider walked slowly to Song Fei and sneered: "boy, it's no use pretending. My childe said that because you broke his good deed last time, your cultivation will be abolished as punishment this time. Just accept your life."

"Is your childe?" Song Fei asked with curiosity.

"Hahaha, you don't want to take revenge on my childe? It doesn't hurt to tell you. My childe's surname is Lu and the third childe of Lu family. Remember, the person who abolished your cultivation is called Liu Kui." Liu Kui smiled.

"I'm not interested in remembering the names of the minions." after that, Song Fei slowly stood up, took out Qingxuan's sword and said calmly, "let's do it."

His opponent Liu Kui, the sixth level cultivation of the golden elixir, if at ordinary times, Song Fei naturally slapped it in the past, but now, he can only use the first level mana of the golden elixir to perform slowly. And pretend to be very hard.

What Liu Kui understood turned out to be the way of fire. The raging fire appeared from Liu Kui's hands. The red flame reflected his ferocious sneer: "boy, you are the way of gold. With your cultivation, see how you turn the sky under my restraint."

"It's useless to say more. Let's fight." Song Fei took the lead.

The battle was extremely fierce. They attacked each other for more than ten times in a row. The two were in a stalemate. Song Fei was very lucky to avoid every attack of Liu Kui.

"Brother Liu, you shouldn't fight again, otherwise you will disturb the big people in the holy fire hall, and we will all be blamed." seeing that they couldn't take it for a long time, some guards were guilty and shouted to Liu Kui.

After finding a neutral gear, Song Fei avoided it from a distance and asked calmly, "do you still play?"

Liu Kui was so angry that he didn't win Song Fei, which made him feel very shameless. However, as other bodyguards said, if he disturbed the people in the holy fire hall and was blamed, he would also be punished.

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