"You can have a good experience here."

Zhou Yang said to the people around him and disappeared directly into the burning gas tower.

When his figure appeared again, he was already standing in the magma world under the burning tower, but there was a small falling heart here.

Without hesitation, Zhou Yang jumped directly into the magma and flew down. The hot magma seemed like air to him and could not stop his way.

Along the way, Zhou Yang met several flame lizards, but they were automatically bounced away by his energy.

Zhou Yang had no interest in these flame lizards and flew all the way down.

After about a minute, his body stopped in front of a skeleton that had turned into white bone.

On the bones, there is a faint fluorescence and a flame floating. The flame is transparent and like an invisible thing. It is a young ecological falling heart inflammation.

"Take it!"

Zhou Yang drank lightly, and the falling heart inflammation was directly put away by him.

"Ding Dong! The system reminds that this falling heart inflammation is owned by the owner. As the owner of Wanjie building, the host should adhere to the principle of fair trade."

When Zhou Yang took away the falling heart inflammation, a systematic prompt sounded in his ear.

At the same time, at the moment when the falling heart was taken away, an old man wearing a white robe showed his body.

The old man in white robe has snow-white hair and beard, and his face is old. There is a faint fine light in his plain eyes.

This person is the former master of falling heart inflammation, Tianhuo Zun and douzun.

"I have seen the Holy One."

Facing Zhou Yang's glancing eyes, the heavenly fire venerable trembled in his heart and quickly bowed down.

The person in front of him, cast a look, unexpectedly let his soul tremble.

I'm afraid such a strong man can only fight saint.

"I'll wipe it."

Zhou Yang scolded secretly in his heart. He thought he had found an ownerless thing and had forgotten the heavenly fire venerable who had been sent to the falling heart.

"This jade slip contains the method of soul body cultivation. When you cultivate to a certain extent, you can take away humans or Warcraft in exchange for your falling heart inflammation. Should there be no problem?"

Zhou Yang bent his fingers and flicked a light cyan jade slip, which fell in front of the heavenly fire venerable.

"This falling heart is burning

Tianhuo venerable wanted to give it to Zhou Yang for free. He just said half of it and couldn't go on.

If he doesn't leave this damn place, he will die.

"Holy master, falling heart is burning. I have lost control. I am completely ownerless. I don't need any trade."

"I just hope the saint's mercy can take me out of the magma world."

Tianhuo venerable looked forward to Zhou Yang. He could only put his life and death on Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang was very satisfied with the statement of the heavenly fire venerable. He knew very well that there was still the soul mark of the heavenly fire venerable, and he did not lose control.

Tianhuo venerable said so, just hoping that Zhou Yang would feel comfortable and take him out of the magma world for his knowledge and interest.

Zhou Yang nodded and directly took the heavenly fire master back to the burning gas tower.

"Where is this?"

The heavenly fire venerable only feels the turning of space, and the next moment there is a comfortable feeling on the soul. There is energy here to nourish the soul.

"The jade slips belong to you. You are free."

Zhou Yang threw the jade slips to the Tianhuo venerable, who was surprised, and said.

"Freedom?"

Tianhuo venerable, at this moment, he only felt tears in his eyes. He finally saw the sun again and was free.

"Teacher?"

Xiao Yan on one side looked at the shape of the heavenly fire venerable and flashed a trace of curiosity.

The old man in front of me is also a soul body.

"It's just the beginning of douzun."

Facing Xiao Yan's doubt, the medicine venerable said.

The soul body in front of him was weaker than the state he first saw Xiao Yan, and was in danger of dissipation all the time.

"At the beginning of douzun?"

The medicine venerable said easily, but in the ears of the elders of Canaan college, it was like spring thunder.

In addition to the mysterious Dean of Canaan college, they only have two strong men at the peak of douzong.

What is the beginning of douzun? It hurts your self-esteem.

"I'm the medicine saint and the leader of xingmeteorite Pavilion. I don't know if you are willing to join our xingmeteorite Pavilion."

The medicine venerable saw that Zhou Yang couldn't see this Dou Zun, but he couldn't help but win over.

Before he did not control the medicine family, xingmeteorite pavilion was his main force.

In xingmeteorite Pavilion, there is only one douzun besides him.

"Medicine saint?"

The heavenly fire master only felt his soul tremble again and almost dissipated with surprise.

What's the matter today? I saw two fighting saints in succession.

And he found that the medicine saint was also a soul body, but his soul power was like the light of fireflies, but others were like a bright sun, dazzling, not a level.

"I've seen your excellency."

Tianhuo worshipped the medicine worshipper, walked behind the medicine worshipper and accepted the medicine worshipper's solicitation.

Dousheng can only represent a Dousheng and a strong man, while Yaosheng represents a huge network of relationships and a powerful force.

"Medicine... Saint?"

At this time, the elders of Canaan college looked at the medicine venerable as if they were looking at a big sun. The light was bright and dazzling. They couldn't open their eyes.

The medicine Saint represents not only a fighting saint, but also a superb skill of refining medicine.

"What force is wanjielou?"

Gu Xun, who had been standing behind Xiao Yan obediently, heard the medicine venerable say his identity for the first time. His eyes revealed a deep heaviness and frowned.

The Dragon Emperor of Taixu ancient dragon.

In front of him, the medicine saint was born in the star meteorite Pavilion of one hall, one tower and two three valleys and four pavilions.

The sage of Taiqing, who arranged the gathering array, felt even more unfathomable.

Everyone alone can make the mainland tremble three times. Now they are all gathered around Zhou Yang.

What is the identity of the man who claims to be the owner of wanjielou and what forces are wanjielou?

"Medicine saint."

Ya Fei's eyes are bright. Now she believes more and more that Zhou Yang can control the herbalist in Douqi mainland.

"Elder Su Qian, we're leaving. Goodbye."

After receiving the falling heart, Zhou Yang walked out of the burning tower and said to Su Qian behind him.

"Good bye."

Su Qian sighed.

"Ziyan, I'll take you back to the ancient Dragons of Taixu. You can grow up there soon."

Zhukun heard Zhou Yang's words and whispered to Ziyan.

"Hum ~"

Ziyan snorted and ignored Zhu Kun, but she still came to Zhou Yang and his party. She was very curious about the origin of Zhou Yang and his party.

Su Qian, who usually wears a straight face in front of him, has been smiling all the time today.

"Elder, they are gone. We have to reschedule the burning gas tower."

An elder of Canaan college, looking at Su Qian who was still watching Zhou Yang and his party leaving, reminded him.

He couldn't help but want to shut down in the burning gas tower.

"I don't know which side of Zhongzhou mainland will become the next black corner region?"

Su Qian didn't seem to hear the elder's reminder. A trace of confusion flashed in his eyes and said.

"I've heard of xingmeteorite Pavilion. It seems that it has always had a bad relationship with the wind and thunder Pavilion, which is the same as the four pavilions. Maybe they will be attacked."

Hu Qian, vice president of Canaan college, thought.

The leader of xingmeteorite Pavilion, who has disappeared for a long time, has become a fighting saint and a medicine saint. Just need to say a word. The next day, Fenglei Pavilion will become the past of the fighting continent.

"Fenglei Pavilion is not the super first-class strength of the mainland."

Su Qian shook his head. The wind and thunder pavilion was just fighting against the first-class forces in the mainland, while Zhou Yang spoke to suppress the super first-class forces. Although the wind and thunder pavilion was one of the four pavilions, it was not qualified at all.

Eight ancient tribes? Warcraft three? Or other hidden powerful forces?

Su Qian knew that at the moment when Zhou Yang and his party left Canaan college, the fighting continent was destined to set off towering waves, but he didn't know that under the towering waves, what was submerged was the ancient race? Or Warcraft overlord? Or some mysterious force?