The three Persian envoys hold six strange black cards, which are neither gold nor jade. They are extremely hard in texture and vary in length and size. They appear to be transparent but not transparent. There seems to be a faint flame flying in the order, but in fact the order reflects light and changes in color.
It is the sacred object of Persian Mingjiao.
Nowadays, it is also a symbol of the leader of the Ming Cult in China. Seeing the Holy Fire Order is like seeing the leader.
Seeing that the Holy Fire Order was displayed, but Yang Xiao and others remained motionless, the three Persian envoys were naturally furious and said:
"I am the Liuyun Envoy of the Persian Ming Cult, and the other two are the Miao Feng Envoy and the Hui Yue Envoy. We have come to the Middle Kingdom from Persia on the orders of the Chief Religion Master. Why don't you come forward when you see the Holy Fire Order?
By paying homage, are you trying to apostatize?"
As he spoke, the aura of the three Persian envoys changed, as if they were about to take action at the next moment.
"Although the Mingjiao of China comes from Persia, it has been an independent sect for hundreds of years and has never seen anyone from Persia help. It has never been under the jurisdiction of the Persian Archbishop. We will naturally welcome the three of them who have come all the way to China, but if
If you want me to wait to pay homage, then don’t bring it up again."
Xie Xun refused directly, holding the dragon-slaying knife with a cold face, not taking the three Persian envoys seriously at all.
"Third brother is right. If you have nothing else to do, please come back. We still have important things to discuss here."
Wei Yixiao chuckled, but without giving any face, he directly drove away the three Persian envoys.
Su Cheng did not speak. At this time, he thought of another thing. How did the three Persian envoys come?
As expected, he should be following the Purple-Shirt Dragon King. So where is the Purple-Shirt Dragon King at this moment? And where are the Wu San people?
Even if the Twelve Treasure Tree King doesn't take action, with the martial arts of the three Persian envoys, he can still take down the Purple Shirt Dragon King and the five scattered people.
Because in the original plot, the three Persian envoys captured the Purple-Shirt Dragon King with just one move.
"Hmph, be brave. If it weren't for the Great Shift of the Universe and the Holy Fire Order by my Chief Sect, how would the Middle-earth Mingjiao be as big as it is today?"
The leader, Liuyunshi, was the tallest, with a curly beard and blue eyes. He looked at the two people around him, and then Liuyunshi waved his left hand. Miaofengshi, Huiyueshi and the three of them jumped up at the same time and arrived in Su City in an instant.
In front of several people.
When Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao saw this, they rushed forward without hesitation. In an instant, they felt a cunning and cold inner force, condensed as thin as a hair, moving swiftly and sharply, changing unpredictably, and rushing through the body, making people feel uncomfortable.
Difficult to prevent.
"How come the martial arts of the Persian Ming Cult are so strange?"
Feeling the changes in their bodies, Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao were greatly surprised. They could sense that the internal strength of the three Persian envoys was not as good as theirs, but these strange moves and internal strength were something they had never heard of or seen before.
It seems to still be at a disadvantage.
If Yang Xiao hadn't mastered the first two levels of the Great Shift of the Universe, he might even have bowed down.
"You can actually shift the universe?"
The three Persian envoys became even more angry when they noticed the martial arts used by Yang Xiao. The Great Shift of the Universe of the Persian Ming Cult was incomplete and currently only had two levels. The three of them also practiced martial arts, so they could naturally see Yang Xiao's martial arts.
Seeing that there were Su Cheng and others next to them, the three Persian envoys did not dare to entangle, and their moves became more and more weird. The Holy Fire Token in their hands made strange screams, and their moves became more and more weird and elusive. Coupled with the weird internal power,
This made Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao feel even more uncomfortable. Suddenly, a surge of Yin energy erupted in their bodies, and then they both let out a fierce groan and were immediately defeated.
"Brother Su, the martial arts of these three people are really weird. At first I thought Yang Zuo and the two of them could take them down directly."
Zhang Wuji frowned. His internal strength was definitely greater than that of the three Persian envoys, but after seeing the fate of Yang Xiao and the other two, he realized that even if he were to take the field, he might not be able to win.
"Wuji, we will attack together later. You can just find a way to remove the Holy Fire Token from their hands. I think some flaws in their martial arts can be seen from the Holy Fire Token."
Su Cheng gave his own opinion. The origin of the Holy Fire Order was mentioned in the original plot.
There are a total of twelve Mingjiao Holy Fire Orders, six of which are engraved with martial arts, and the other six are engraved with the three major orders and the five smaller orders of the Mingjiao canon. These twelve sacred fire orders were cast by Huo Shan, the "Old Man of the Mountain", and he was one of six of them.
The essence of his lifelong martial arts is engraved on them, and these martial arts are among the six Holy Fire Tokens in front of him.
"Lion King, please don't do anything. I'm worried that they have helpers secretly. Xiao Zhao, please be careful."
After Su Cheng finished speaking, he and Zhang Wuji took action together. The strong Nine Yang Qi surged, and in an instant, waves of heat came from the void, causing the expressions of the three Persian envoys to change drastically.
Bang bang bang!
Su Cheng stepped forward and used three palms in succession, using the Nine Yang Divine Art together with the Great Shift of the Universe. He fought against the three Persian envoys with one palm. The strong internal force made the three people's energy and blood surge. Zhang Wuji took this opportunity to use the Yin and Yang of the Great Shift of the Universe.
Turning around, he grabbed six Holy Fire Tokens.
"Stop, this is a sacred object of our Persian Ming Cult, you can't take it away."
Blood spilled from the corner of Liu Yunzhi's mouth, and he waved his hands to stop his two companions. In just a short moment, he understood that even if the three of them tried their best, they would not be Su Cheng and Zhang Wuji's opponents.
"You were the ones who took action first, and this Holy Fire Token was a property of the Mingjiao of Middle-earth a hundred years ago. It was just lost later, and now it just returns to its original owner."
Su Cheng refused directly, and then took one from Zhang Wuji's hand. After looking at it, he found that it was indeed made of special material and was not like ordinary objects. In addition to the martial arts inside, it could be called a special one just based on the material.
It's a treasure.
"No, you can't take away the Holy Fire Order, otherwise our people will kill the Wusan people and the Purple Shirt Dragon King."
The three Persian envoys had no choice but to threaten the purple-shirted Dragon King and his men. Once the Holy Fire Order was lost, they would definitely be punished when they returned.
"As expected, you captured them. Let us see them first and then talk about the Holy Fire Order."
Su Cheng was not surprised at all. He nodded to Zhang Wuji, Yang Xiao and others and proposed the idea of meeting people.
Even if it weren't for the Wusan people and the Purple-shirted Dragon King, Su Cheng and the others still wanted to meet him. It was absolutely impossible to return to the Middle Earth without a big ship. Although Su Cheng's internal strength was almost infinite at this time, it was impossible for him to do anything.
Cross the sea and return to land.
"Okay, you come with us."
The three Persian envoys looked at each other and agreed directly. Then they took Su Cheng and others along a certain direction on the island, and soon they came to a forest.
"You have met a special person, Luck 3."
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After a series of prompts, Su Cheng saw from a distance twelve people of different shapes, all wearing robes and jade crowns, with strange-shaped weapons in their hands. These twelve people were the Twelve Treasure Trees of the Persian Ming Cult.
king.
The martial arts of these Twelve Treasure Tree Kings vary from high to low, but they are all top-notch masters. It can be said that there are no weaklings.
The number of these twelve first-class masters alone makes them the first-class sect in the Central Plains arena. This also shows that the strength of the Persian Ming Cult cannot be underestimated.
In addition to the Twelve Treasure Tree Kings, there were some servants guarding the Wu San people and the Purple Shirt Dragon King.