Refining Heaven and Earth

The fight became a massacre from the beginning.

The remaining dozen or so enlightenment states of the Temple of Fire were gathered into a ball, their eyes were horrified, their faces were bleak, and the frost fell in the sky, and the light was radiant.

What's terrible is that there is a red figure running through it. When the Jiuyi King Kong stick falls, there will be blood mist exploding.

It takes great courage to blow yourself up, not everyone has the courage.

Even if I die in this life, I look forward to reincarnation.

The tragic massacre horrified everyone, and the crowd of the Vulcan Temple was low. Such a tragic massacre was a cruel destruction of faith.

On the other side of the Jiuyin Palace, the momentum was rainbow, and the low morale of giving up the war of peeping was swept away.

Knowing that you are defeated, you will automatically admit defeat. This is Zong Men's protection for the disciples!

Rumble!

The final dozen counterattacks of the Temple of Vulture launched the final counterattack. Unfortunately, it was too late. The moment Fang Bai played the battle, the end was already doomed.

When the last disciple of the Temple of Vulcan was killed, the air was so dense that the Vulcan Temple camp was dead.

The Jiuyin Palace camp erupted into a mountain-like tsunami-like cheer, a hearty victory, could it be more inspiring than that?

Hundreds!

Since ancient times, is there any more brilliant record?

Only two people in the Jiuyin Palace were accidentally injured, and none died in battle. Such a record is unheard of.

All of this, because only one person fought.

That's Fang Bai!

In awe, worship, fear, resentment, doubt, a multitude of light gathered and gathered on the same person.

Indifferent eyes turned to the Temple of Vulcan Temple, and those disciples trembled in the beginning when they entered the realm. Whose turn then?

Wang Fuhua smiled and came to Fang Bai's side. He handed over a ring of Qian Kun and smiled, "This is a great harvest."

Countless scorching eyes came, but it was the fortune of the strong in the Tao, and it was worth a lot!

Fang Bai took it unceremoniously, and Wang Fuhua handed it over again. This time Fang Bai did not take it, "You keep it."

Wang Fu drew a stroke of his hand and waved his hand: "That wouldn't work. The victory is so simple. You have the greatest contribution."

"Nothing's okay, what's next?" Fang Bai said here, suddenly remembering the disciples of Jiuyin Palace who still had a fight, and looked back and smiled: "You fairies go to the old saint to receive the prize, presumably he will not hesitate. "

Giggle!

One middle-aged beautiful woman laughed and said, "Fang Gongzi is at ease, the old saint king has explained it, we dare not grab the power with Fang Gongzi. It is easy to follow Fang Gongzi's mixed achievements, can Fang Gongzi take us?"

The disciples of Jiuyin Palace immediately agreed, and Fang Bai shook his head with a smile, and he was also welcome.

Although Fang Bai is not greedy, nor arrogant, if there is no him, this victory is unpredictable. Even if the Jiuyin Palace can be defeated, it must suffer heavy losses, at least not so easily.

For these disciples to fight, the Jiuyin Palace will inevitably have rewards. Playing with him is almost no different from lying and receiving credit, of course, there is no opinion.

"Thank you all the fairies." Fang Bai put away the ring and asked with a smile: "Can you fairies fight?"

#S; _

"We haven't had time to do anything yet, listen to Fang son arrange."

"Fang Gongzi doesn't want our sisters to be cumbersome and wants it."

Fang Bai laughed: "Well, I'm tired of all the fairies involved."

With that said, looking back to the side of the Temple of Fire, and glancing across Zhuyang, he smiled slightly. At the beginning of the 10,000-year Hantan first encounter, he would not have been involved if it was not for the vicious shot of Zhuyang.

This smile fell into Zhu Yang's eyes, and it seemed extremely dazzling. It seemed to guess what Fang Bai was smiling, and the killing intentions rose up. Think about Fang Bai's powerful strength and unnecessarily background, and slowly press it down.

"It's not the time yet." Zhu Yang secretly warned himself that those who achieve great things must first be calm.

Fang Bai looked at Zhu Zhiyan and laughed, "I wish you can send someone to fight?"

Humph!

Zhu Chiyan snorted coldly, despite the anger in his heart, considering his identity, he had to be forced down, turned to look at Elder Yu, who nodded slowly.

"Play!" Zhu Zhiyan chuckled coldly.

The Vulcan Temple camp is a dead silence. Everyone can see it. Fang Bai is a special being. In the early days of the Tao, no one was his opponent at all. He went to death in vain.

The question is, Zhu Zhanyan, who dares to resist?

Fortunately, there was no roll call, and everyone lowered their heads in silence.

"waste!"

Zhu Zhiyan looked cold and turned back sharply, his sharp eyes glanced across the crowd's face, and the pain was painful. "Do you need an old man's name?"

Still silent, everyone only hopes that he will finally play, at least after Fang Bai recedes, he should always be tired?

"you you you……"

With Zhu Zhiyan's words falling, one by one downcast figures came forward, at this time no one dared to oppose Zhu Yanyan's majesty.

Hundreds of people stepped forward in no time and cultivated themselves as a triad, one of the elite.

Fang Bai frowned lightly, wishing Zhu Yanyan's determination unexpected, always thought that this time will be sent to repair some weaker to consume, but did not expect to come are still strong.

Zhu Zhiyan stood silent in front of the crowd, as if communicating with the sense of God, must be telling something.

All the tricks are of no use in the face of absolute strength, Fang Bai sneered.

Wang Fuhua said Shen: "Be careful, the old man is not easy. There must be tricks."

Fang Bai smiled: "Don't worry, I want to see what tricks he can have."

Physical training is a special existence, and it is difficult to see the specific practice. If Zhu Chiyan is to know that Fang Bai is a physical training in the middle of his path, I don't know what he would think.

Up to this moment, everyone saw that Fang Bai was a physical practitioner, but never thought that it would be a physical practice in the middle of entering the realm, only he thought he was relying on dragon scale armor.

The path to physical training is extremely difficult. Even in the glorious era of physical training, few people can reach this step in Fang Bai's age.

Not to mention that in this era of extinction, no one has ever doubted it, or even spoke it, no one would believe it.

"It's better to be careful." Wang Fu painted Shen Chen.

The fire temple crowd moved, his eyes were cold and murderous, and he seemed to come out of the previous fears, full of confidence.

"what?"

Fang Bai's complexion changed slightly. Did Wang Fu guess the painting, where did these people feel confident?

"Get ready!"

Fang Baijiu's vajra stick waved, Shen Sheng said, saying nothing at this moment is useless, to see what tricks in the temple of fire.

The crowd of Vulcan Temple approached slowly, and a hundred people gathered together, but did not spread out, which further aroused Fang Bai's suspicion.

The entry realm is very powerful, and few people will choose to gather together, let alone let alone the opponent's attack, focus.

Especially in this kind of hundred-man war, getting together is simply death.

"Are there any formations?"

Fang Bai whispered secretly, and felt something wrong. With the help of matrix formation, it became an invincible situation, seemingly safe, but it was very morale.

Besides, the formation requires the aura support, and it always runs out.

The waves of fire spread like a tide, and hundreds of murderous spirits rose into the sky, condensing together, and the appalling momentum.

"Be careful!"

Fang Bai's eyes were dignified. There must be any trick in the Temple of Fire this time, but he couldn't guess for a moment.

The dragon scale armor was urged, the red light shrouded the whole body, and the violent gas of Jiuyong's vajra stick began to erupt, and his body smashed across the sky like lightning.

When the disciples in Jiuyin Palace saw this, their momentum spread, and then they came.

"Do it!"

Seeing that Fang Bai's distance was less than 300 feet, the Jiuyong King Kong stick fell with the potential of destroying the sky and the earth, and the roar of the Vulcan Temple suddenly sounded a roar.

Immediately after, the rivers of consciousness such as a **** burst into a frenzy, and hundreds of consciousness erupted simultaneously, and the sky became a sea of ​​consciousness.

"So this is the trick of the Temple of Fire!"

Fang Bai suddenly realized that he wished Zhiyan to be really spicy and concentrated on the godly power of one hundred people, and wanted to kill him in one fell swoop!