"Liu Meng, this time the inheritance of the powerful is my chess trick, but we will meet again in the future."

Song Lingcong took the pill, which gradually recovered the external injuries on his body. He once again restored the demeanor of a young man from the aristocratic family and spoke coldly.

"If you haven't obtained this flame essence, maybe it's your blessing." Qin Cheng suddenly said with a different meaning.

Song Lingcong was stunned for a moment and turned around and left.

He just thought it was Qin Cheng's ridicule.

"Qincheng, what did you mean just now?" Liu Meng said.

"It's nothing. I hope I'm wrong, otherwise the battle here might have just begun." Qin Cheng shook his head and said, he didn't want it, as if he had guessed.

Because that would mean that more than 400 monks present would all face a catastrophe.

Just a moment ago, a tug-up thread broke in Qincheng's sea of ​​consciousness.

The other end of the thin filament was not in the world of flames, but in the fuzzy space outside.

Here, the five elements vortex is still rolling and rotating in the air.

On the ground, a man was playing with a beetle-sized puppet. Then he reached out and pinched it, and the puppet exploded and turned into pieces and fell down.

He was wearing a brocade robe, and his appearance was so majestic, but his young face was filled with a gloomy face.

It is Chai Zhengxuan.

"Have you found the breath?" Not far away from him, another person was hiding in the black fog. He stood with his hands behind his back and asked.

"No, that man was very careful and left a means of changing the breath on the puppet. It was also very interesting to say that the change breath was mine." Chai Zhengxuan sneered.

"Is it Song Lingcong?" asked the man in the black fog.

"It shouldn't be. My Chai family's plan has been brewing for so many years. The Song family is an important part of it. All the news is leaked a little by little. They firmly believe in this powerful cemetery and cannot doubt that there is something wrong here."

"It seems that there are hidden strong people among these more than 400 people. Hehe, how about it? Are you afraid?" The man in the black fog suddenly smiled.

"Scared? It's just about to come to the last link. It's been extremely smooth before. What else can I be afraid of? No matter who that person is, everyone here will die anyway." Chai Zhengxuan said with a hideous smile.

"Mr. Qin, congratulations."

In the Flame Heaven and Earth, all the monks flew to one place, and many casual cultivators congratulated Qin Cheng with envy.

The heat around this space is no longer hot, and it is changing a little bit, which shows that Qincheng has obtained the essence of flames in this world.

"It's just that I'm lucky." Qin Cheng said with a faint smile.

"Young Master Qin, why should you be humble? If you get the essence of the flame world, you will be the five candidates for the powerful inheritance. Maybe the powerful inheritance is the thing in your pocket." The gray-haired old man sighed.

In fact, the cultivators could also vaguely understand that Qin Cheng gave the immortal grass and asked them to arrange formations to hide their bodies. What should have been discovered.

But if you are in the same world, you can discover it, but others cannot discover it. It is naturally your ability, so there is nothing to be jealous of.

What's more, Qin Cheng was completely a conspiracy and gave it to the fairy grass. No one helped him in vain, and his heart would be much less disappointed.

And the most important thing is that the Song family did not get the essence, which made many people feel secretly happy.

No matter what means Qin Cheng relies on, he always relies on himself, unlike Song Lingcong, who has the help of dozens of guards, which is still a big difference.

Song Lingcong stood aside and hummed, obviously not convinced.

"The essence of flame is taken away, and this world should disappear soon."


Chapter completed!