Chapter 588

In the burning hell, Song Fei continued to look for the existence of the heavenly fire wheel, while silently waiting for the reply of the daytime mark. Ten minutes have passed. According to the power of xumiao sect, these ten minutes should have results.

In these ten minutes, Song Fei became a thin Taoist wandering in the flame space on the fifth floor and subdued a large number of flame elves. These flame elves, like those encountered earlier, can only fight by instinct. It can be said that they have not yet born their own consciousness.

Song Fei couldn't help thinking of the flame spirit who fought with friars of wanjian mountain villa before. The terrible flame spirit seemed to have produced extremely high wisdom and rich fighting methods. It seems that the evolution direction of the fire spirit is also the evolution of the past spirit.

It's just that if people get it on the road of evolution, it's extremely bad luck. After being obtained by creatures, they will only be knocked out of their weak consciousness and refined into pills for absorption.

The formation of flame elves requires a very long time and a very special environment, and can not be caught on the way. Due to various conditions, the number of elves with wisdom is very small. Therefore, there are very few rumors about elves in the whole world.

In this space, Song Fei faintly felt the terrible pressure from a distance. At the moment of those powerful fights, the power of each shot was enough to kill Song Fei many times.

"Little brother." just as Song Fei received a flame elf, the voice of the daytime trace that had been waiting suddenly sounded, which made Song Fei's heart look forward to it.

"How's it going, sir? Any news?" Song Fei asked in a deep voice.

"There is news about hemagglutination beads, but people in Xianxia Valley got it." the sigh of daytime trace came from the jade slips.

Song Fei's heart sank inexplicably. He never liked Xianxia Valley, and it was also an existence of "great wealth and thick spirit". He was no less than xumiao sect in the cultivation world. If Xuening beads were favored by them, it would be really hard to get them back.

"So, people in Xianxia Valley, are you willing to give in?" Song Fei asked in a deep voice.

"Alas," replied Song Fei with another sigh. "Xianxia Valley said it was OK to sell bleeding beads, but after burning hell."

Song Fei's heart "clattered", it is very possible that the great power of Xianxia Valley may have guessed the extraordinary blood clotting beads and contacted Xianqi. If so, the probability of getting blood clotting beads from the super strong is very small.

"Thank you, sir. I hope you can help me a lot. I'm very grateful." song Feidao.

Although Song Fei said so, he didn't dare to urge the daytime mark too much in his heart. Song Fei didn't know whether it was the meaning of Xianxia valley or the daytime mark to set his own words when he wanted to trade the coagulation beads after burning hell. If the daytime mark also had doubts, then the blood coagulation beads really couldn't reach his own hands.

Then Seinfeld said: "I've made a big feud with all the sects. After going out this time, I'm going to hide around in the cultivation world. I don't dare to appear easily if I don't improve my cultivation. So I hope you can help me buy the blood clotting beads before leaving the burning hell. Otherwise, I don't have the time and energy to trade this blood clotting bead with you, and there are road fragments in the blood clotting beads, right It's very helpful for you to improve your strength. One more strength means one more survival guarantee. I hope you'll pay more attention and keep it in mind. "

Song Fei's words are watertight and reasonable. Even if he doubts the value of coagulation beads, he can't get anything from Song Fei's mouth.

Moreover, the blood clotting beads contain great road fragments, which is indeed of great help to Song Fei's cultivation. It is reasonable to offer such a high price. Moreover, Song Fei has given great room for raising the price during the day. The 500 million spirit stones have been equivalent to several times the value of blood clotting beads, which is an extremely huge wealth for any sect. Even if they are as strong as the illusory sect, Song Fei does not believe in the day The trace can ignore hundreds of millions of spirit stones.

In the distance, the evil sect and old Jin are still fighting fiercely, and Song Fei feels that there are other powerful forces to join the battle against the black devil. The new strong man's hidden pressure is not as strong as old Jin and the black devil, but no less than the friar with red beard and red hair of wanjian mountain villa he met at the beginning.

Then, Song Fei felt that more and more friars joined the battle with the black devil, and each was extremely terrible. Song Fei dared not go to watch the battle, nor did he dare to use divine knowledge to investigate. If his own enemy found his whereabouts, then a powerful friar would pursue and kill himself. Even if he could escape, the points spent in escaping would be an astronomical number.

Although the number of spirit stones obtained this time is very large, it is also due to luck and environment. If you can't sell the shield talisman without such a special environment, it's unrealistic to accumulate so much wealth.

Therefore, although Song Fei has a lot of points now, he is also careful. If he can't use it, try not to use it.

But all the friars who fought against the black devil, except that old Jin's breath was close to the black devil, others were similar to the strong man in wanjian mountain villa.

Song Fei suddenly remembered the rumors he had heard. It is said that old Jin was very powerful when he was young and was a person who could challenge beyond his level. Now it seems that even if such a person is promoted to the Mahayana period, his combat power still dominates in the same realm. If old Jin did not exist, I'm afraid no one could suppress the black devil.

However, as many strong men arrived, Song Fei found that the battlefield was moving farther and farther away, and soon, the terrible mana fluctuation disappeared slowly. According to speculation, it should be the sect in the cultivation world that occupied the advantage, that is, he didn't know the outcome of the black devil, whether he was killed or escaped.

Song Fei guessed that the black devil was unlikely to be killed. He must be a friar equivalent to old Jin. If he wants to die, the battle should not end so soon. At least it should be broken.

But with the end of the battle, Song Fei's heart became more eager.

There were only nine drops of hemagglutination beads. Song Fei guessed that even if this layer was not the last layer, the next layer should be the last layer where the immortal ware was located. If there were no hemagglutination beads, his hope of obtaining the heavenly fire wheel would be very low.

From the war just now, I can see that if those people compete, let alone join the competition, even if they watch the war, they will be slapped to death by a sect expert who hates them.

Compared with the top strong, I am really weak and pitiful.

Now, it can only be calculated step by step. Song Fei is looking for the trace of the sky fire wheel while waiting for further news of the daytime trace. This kind of thing that places his hope on others makes Song Fei feel too oppressed.

In the final analysis, his cultivation is not enough and his power is not strong enough. Otherwise, if he can shoot all the monks in this space with one hand, there will be no such tangled problem.

The battle between the red bearded and red haired Friar and the fire elf in the distance has also come to an end, but I don't know how it ends.

After about ten minutes, the voice of the daytime Mark came again from the jade slip: "how are you, little brother?"

"Thank you for your concern." Song Fei said, "I don't know how the transaction is going. If you can't get it, you don't have to worry about it. This bead has no chance with the younger generation, and the younger generation doesn't want it."

"Ha ha ha." in the jade slips came the light laughter of daytime mark with a little joy, and then heard the way of daytime mark, "elder Jin, the founder, wants to see the little brother. I don't know if it's convenient for the little brother?"

"Old Jin?" Song Fei, the strong man who has the edge and can fight against the black magic, pondered for a while and then said, "it's my honor to be summoned by old Jin. I don't know where to find my predecessor?"

Just after Song Fei's voice fell, a sullen voice suddenly came around him: "don't look for it. I'm here."

With the appearance of this voice, a golden and kind-hearted old man went and walked step by step from a distance. The terrible speed was far less than that of the unicorn beast.

This speed alone shows the style of a generation of super strong people. However, Song Fei didn't expect that he is now Yirong. The old Jin locked himself only by virtue of the sound transmission in a sound transmission jade slip marked by the day. It seems that some abilities of the super strong people have exceeded his imagination and are not as simple as powerful magic.

In addition to powerful mana, it can also be described as powerful.

In the future, when you are against the super strong of these big sects, you should keep an eye on them to prevent them from being Yin by some means you can't imagine.

Looking at Mr. Jin coming in person, Song Fei said with a bitter smile: "if you want to see your younger generation, you can go in a word. Why bother your elder to come in person? It's really embarrassing for you."

Old Jin didn't answer Song Fei's words directly, but he looked at Song Fei's face with great interest and praised him: "what a magical face changing skill. If I hadn't looked carefully, I couldn't see it."

"Elder, can you see?" Song Fei was surprised. If Mr. Jin can see it, it means that the strong of the black devil level can also see it, and the friars of the level of red beard and red hair can also see it.

In this way, I have to exchange for a more advanced Yirong pill.

"Restore your true face. With me, no one can hurt you." old Jin's words are very confident, and Song Fei knows that old Jin is qualified to say such words in this space.

With one thought, Song Fei recovered his appearance. His young and handsome face had a firm color, his clear pupils contained the heart of a child, and he was floating in white, unspeakably handsome.

"What can I do for you, sir?" Song Fei asked respectfully, not because the other party was strong, but because the other party was in line with Song Fei's big goal in fighting the evil sect. He belonged to the same family and was the main force against evil.