Chapter 809

The flame is extraordinary, even if it is so far away, Zhao Feng can feel the hot breath, the flame burning in the shop, let alone.

Almost instantly, the shop turned into a sea of fire.

In this case, Zhao Feng frowned. Although the blow was directed at him just now, he was a newcomer. Let alone offend others, he didn't even know anyone here.

Therefore, he was absolutely suffering from the disaster.

At this time, a burst of Yin laughter came: "since you don't want to go to the secret place, how about I work for you?"

In the shop, which has turned into a sea of fire, a red haired old man suddenly appeared, staring at the two nuns not far away from Zhao Feng without blinking.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Feng decided that it was a coincidence for him to quietly observe the surroundings and prepare to find a chance to slip away.

He didn't know anything when he first arrived? I don't want to let anyone get angry, especially when I can't get any benefits.

At this time, just as Zhao Feng was quietly moving and preparing to slip away, he suddenly ran into an invisible wall and directly blocked him in the shop.

"I'm sorry, my friend. I want to borrow your life today. Who let you have such bad luck? In order to keep my secret, I can only ask you to die! "

Although the tone is euphemistic, but with the other party's words, it is not cold and awe inspiring.

"Who are you?"

At this time, the two women next to Zhao Feng also reacted. This person is coming for them! In order to replace their identity and enter the secret world.

"Bold, since we know that we are the people who cut the iron Pavilion, we dare to do it. Don't you want to live?"

"Hey, hey, isn't it just a fight? If I don't fight, I'll be like this all my life? If I don't get a chance, I'm going to die? What are you afraid of? "

He is a monk who has lived for nearly a year. If there is no accident, he will not be able to break through the golden elixir in his life. He doesn't want to die, instead of turning into a cup of loess in a few years.

It's better to work hard now. Maybe things will turn for the better.

It happened that during this period of time, there was a secret place opened near the city of Yan Luo, and he also focused on those sect disciples, ready to borrow their identities and enter the secret place.

Although Zhao Feng didn't know what the old man with red hair was going to do, he was not afraid of anything in this case. The old man opposite was just a friar of building foundation.

He is the same, and there are two helpers here. Zhao Feng doesn't think he has a reason to lose.

Since the other party is going to fight him, he will not just hold out his head and wait for the murderer. Since the other party is going to kill him, he should be ready to be killed by him.

"Water archery."

Zhao Fenggang mobilized Zhenyuan, but found something wrong. Water archery didn't appear around him as usual.

The water arrow just appeared for a moment and disappeared in mid air.

Zhao Feng was stunned. What's the matter? It's the first time he's ever had this kind of thing, and the spell has disappeared?

Seeing this, the two women beside Zhao Feng's face changed: "no, the fire around is yellow spring fire. How can it be? How can you have such a treasure in the hands of a foundation building monk?"

This thing is not ordinary. Only ghosts in the realm of great power can master such a flame. The flame is not only destructive, but also has another effect, burning aura.

you can say that this is a different way for other people to build a fire?

In fact, everyone has his own secret. The chance of this place is not comparable in the secular world. In fact, everything can be attributed to fate.

"Yes, I have some insight. You should be content to send you on the road with this yellow spring fire."

Zhao Feng was surprised to find that the flame could ignite the aura in his body and destroy his meridians.

Although the amount of burning is not much, and the amount of flame is not large, this is undoubtedly a bad sign. If it continues like this, he may really die here today.

It's worthy of being the hell. It's really not comparable to the secular world.

Even if it is a random out of a person, there are such means.

As he spoke, the fire around him had grown up and hit the three people. It was obvious that the old man with red hair was going to make a quick decision.

In case of passing by a monk in the iron chopping Pavilion at this time, all his plans will turn into nothing.

Seeing this scene, two swords appeared in the hands of the two women beside Zhao Feng. The sword Qi turned into a blade and hit the screen of sight playing.They have no way to deal with the fire of the yellow spring. It's a means that the high-level ghost cultivation can control. They have never met it, and they don't know how to deal with it.

In this case, there is only one way to break the barriers around. As long as we let the air out, the plan of the old man with red hair is a failure.

They, too, were able to escape from the sky. I don't know when, in the fire, they suddenly pierced a huge skull, just a mouth.

The two swords flew into the skull's mouth, and the waves didn't start at all.

"Ha ha! It's no use. You'll die here! "

The old man with red hair controls the fire of the yellow spring and pounces on the three people. This is his greatest reliance. He doesn't think he will fail. After all, as long as he takes out the fire of the yellow spring, he has never lost at the level of building foundation.

Seeing the skeleton flying towards him in mid air, Zhao Feng's eyes were fierce. When he was in the treasure cave, the picture of being taught by the jade skeleton appeared again.

The time in front of us seems to slow down. It seems that everything has been delayed.

Zhao Feng didn't know what was going on, but he didn't know how small it was. He followed the meaning in his heart and the flying sword appeared in his hand.

He was the first one to look at his flying sword, a treasure of the Zhao family, which he always thought was a toy.

The three foot long sword is black all over. From time to time, a ray of silver light flashed on it. On the whole sword body, it gives people a kind of thick and domineering feeling.

Once upon a time, the familiar feeling was floating in his heart. Zhao Fengshun felt it and stabbed the flame skeleton on his head. The skeleton, which had no entity, was scattered and gave a howl of panic.

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