"It's not enough to block my axe to make you so arrogant."

"Now, I'm going to be serious!"

This time, Yan Fen completely put away his contempt. On the Flame Battle Axe, there were 380 layers of flames permeated, which was the signature inheritance technique of the Fenghuo Dao Palace.

With the blessing of the strange fire, the power of its magical power can skyrocket.

"The beacon fire, crack!"

The flame-burning battle axe rose again, walking on lava, like a warrior of the Fire God. The battle axe was raised, as if to break and melt everything in front of him.

"Is it fire?"

"Then look at what this is!?"

But Chen Xiaoyao sneered, not afraid of the strange fire aura on Yan Fen's body. When he raised his hand, a wisp of five hundred layers of flame slowly burned.

Although this flame is not very strong, it has been born.

This is the result of Chen Xiaoyao's sleeplessness for a year. Perhaps Yan Zhuo himself didn't know that the five hundred-layer Zixiao Spiritual Flame was not as simple as a holy seed.

Chen Xiaoyao is not afraid of flames, and the Nine Yangs True Sutra is in his body. If you play with fire, Chen Xiaoyao is the family.

Sure enough, the moment the purple spiritual fire appeared, the scorching aura swept across the world, and the flames on the Flame Burning Battle Axe were instantly suppressed.

He felt the heat himself.

His disciples from Fenghuo Dao Palace were actually a little afraid of fire.

"This strange fire is the holy seed in Yan Zhuo's body!"

At this time, Yan Fen also recognized it.

At that time, he still gave this holy species to Yan Zhuo.

Unexpectedly, Chen Xiaoyao has been nurtured.

The five hundred-layer strange fire is incomparable to the strongest fire in Fenghuo Dao Palace!

"So, you still dare to play with fire in front of me? Show off your awesomeness!"

"Destroy!"

Chen Xiaoyao waved his hand and the purple-xiao spiritual flame suddenly rose, dyeing the sky with purple-red color.

The flames above the flame-burning battle axe were extinguished in an instant.

The heat waves rolled, as if they were about to really burn the heavens. Without the blessing of the strange fire, the flame-burning battle axe was equivalent to losing its soul and its combat power was reduced sharply.

The Great Destroyed Dragon in Chen Xiaoyao's hand flew up, and he was disdainful to open his divine eyes to find flaws.

The sword light swept out with the fire of Zixiao, tearing everything apart.

collapse!

The sword light shook on the battle axe, and Yan Fen's magical powers shattered in an instant.

Under the sword light, Yan Fen was swallowed up. The armor wings behind him bloomed, and flames rolled around him, trying to resist the terrifying flames and blade edges.

puff!

But after just three breaths, the whole person was knocked out.

The flames all over his body were extinguished again, and the armor on his body was completely shattered.

Yan Fen fell to the ground, his breath flashed all over his body, and his eyes looked at Chen Xiaoyao, who was purple fire in his palms above the sky in disbelief.

He, the chosen son of Fenghuo Dao Palace, was defeated by Chen Xiaoyao!

Even completely defeated and completely crushed.

The extraordinary fire that Fenghuo Dao Palace is proud of has lost its effect in the face of these five hundred layers of purple fire.

And the Taoist wise men behind Yan Fen were also frightened at this time.

Even their chosen son was crushed, so how powerful is Chen Xiaoyao's combat power?

Could it be that only the choice of the Lihen Dao Palace can match it?

"Now, do you know the gap?"

"Fenghuo Dao Palace, I'm not worthy of seeking revenge on me."

Chen Xiaoyao came with the Great Destroyed Dragon and descended on Yan Bin's head.

"And I want to seek revenge on you."

"You, do you still remember Sun Xing?"

"Sun Xing? That monkey?" Yan Fen's face changed. Who are you?

"I am his eldest brother!"

"Before, your four great Dao Palaces Tianxuan teamed up to seriously injure the monkey, which made his whereabouts unknown. Now, I, Chen Xiaoyao, come here to kill you all!"

"This is the price for you to touch the monkey!"

"Die!"

Chen Xiaoyao looked cold and fell down again with a knife, swallowing the flame filament.

It’s a pity that the number one genius in Fenghuo Dao Palace, even the Xuanbao didn’t even have the chance to sacrifice it, and died under the light of Chen Xiaoyao’s sword.

Looking at the flame sword light, the sages of Fenghuo Dao Palace could not believe it for a long time.

Yan Burying died, and the genius who had the qualifications of a sage in Fenghuo Dao Palace disappeared like this.

Then the beacon fire, which is one of the ten great palaces, will collapse.

"escape!"

One of the wise men reacted, and turned around and ran away with a scream.

Hundreds of warriors from the Fenghuo Dao Palace also fled in an instant.

This Chen Xiaoyao is too terrible, they don’t want to die.

However, Chen Xiaoyao sneered, purple fire burned the sky, but in the breath, the radius was swept by flames.

The sages were burned to ashes one by one and dissipated between heaven and earth.

Fenghuo Dao Palace is the weakest among the Ten Great Dao Palaces. Chen Xiaoyao has never taken it seriously. They dared to come alone, but they just died.

Chen Xiaoyao put away the purple fire and turned around and rushed down the mountain stream.

At this time, Jin Ling'er had already joined forces with Shen Shanshan to kill all the wild beasts inside.

Chen Shanshan was collecting the Star Pattern Pill, and Jin Ling'er put the golden pagoda into the palm of her hand.

The Golden Pagoda has already recognized the master of Jin Ling'er. It is indeed a mysterious treasure of the semi-saint weapon, and it is at the same level as Xia Hanxuan's Hunyuan Bead.

Chen Xiaoyao took it over and took a look, then raised his eyebrows, "Linglong Pagoda?"

"What's wrong?"

Jin Ling'er snatched it away.

"Nothing, it's a bit weird."

Chen Xiaoyao shook his head. He clearly remembered that this thing was not from the Holy Mother of Golden Spirit.

Linglong Pagoda is here, so is this the place where King Li Tian’s practice was once?

Chen Xiaoyao scratched his head, it was a bit irritating, but it didn't look like Chentang Pass here.

However, after collecting the treasure, the three of them left in a hurry.

This place is just a temporary stay, and going to the core is the key. Chen Xiaoyao has to get the key and holy bone.

His current combat power can crush Yan Fen, or even defeat the chosen son of the Lihen Dao Palace, but there is still a gap with the top five on the Dao List.

After all, those guys will not be idle either. Their combat power will definitely be a thousand miles a day. If they don’t advance, they will retreat.

The land of Yaoguang Ancient City is huge.

Although Chen Xiaoyao and the other two were delayed some time along the way to collect many treasures and kill some powerful beasts to obtain the star pattern pill.

After all, Chen Xiaoyao has divine eyes, and it is really unreasonable to not take the treasure when he sees it.

In this way, it had been three months since they arrived at the foot of Tongtian Mountain in the south of Yaoguang.

During this period, Chen Xiaoyao harvested countless star pattern pills, constantly using them to soar their cultivation.

At this time, Tongtian Mountain was in front of him, and Chen Xiaoyao's sensing of the half-saint's bone energy became more and more obvious.

Even his palms were trembling, as if he had heard the call of the half-saint bone.

"Don't you return to the mountain?"

At the foot of the mountain, an ancient stone tablet stands with the dark red word "No Return".

I don’t know if it is said that the mountain is called Bugui, or if I entered this mountain and Bugui.

"What do you mean? Give us a warning?"
To be continued...