Refining Heaven and Earth

Wang Fuhua walked with a bitter smile and passed a pile of Qiankun Rings, saying: "The people in the Temple of Fire are really interesting, there are only 87 Qiankun Rings."

"Ok?"

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Fang Bai first made a mistake, and immediately responded, and immediately felt that there was no lower limit to the shame of these people.

After thinking about it, the Fire God Temple would not do such a thing, it should be the minds of those small forces playing.

Fearing that the disciples would die in battle and lose resources, they would leave Qiankun abstinence.

Fang Bai couldn't help but be unable to imagine such a picture. When sending his disciples to die, did Mo Fei have to tell him that you must die when you go. Do n’t waste resources and leave Qiankun Ring?

In fact, Fang Bai misunderstood.

These forces that are attached to the Temple of Fire are not having a good time. Cultivation to the level of entry is at least the elder level, and some are even the important elders of Zongmen who control some resources.

Knowing that he will die, he will naturally leave the resources to Zongmen, and will not be cheap.

Unconsciously, with the improvement of strength, Fang Bai ignored the feelings of those small forces. If he changed to Qingfeng Pavilion, which one is not an important person?

Putting away the ring of Qian Kun, his gaze turned to the Temple of Vulcan camp again, at this time morale dropped to freezing point, and the air was frozen.

Fighting without hope, fighting without doubt, desperate!

"Play!"

Zhu Zhiyan's words without any emotion fell, and the crowd shuddered, and a hundred figures came out in no time.

The momentum is tragic and solemn, with a solemn and solemn expression. It can be so respectable to show such momentum before death!

But war is war. You can't afford to be merciful!

kill!

The tragic momentum was soaring, the light erupted, the growl and shouts rushed into the sky, and it seemed to want to wash away the fear in his heart.

Tragedy can inspire inner fighting spirit, but it cannot change the disparate strength. The slaughter has begun again. There is no war of mercy and kindness, and blood is laid!

Rumble!

The roar rang through the wild, the light shone, the flesh flew, and every moment a lived life passed away. This was a cruel war.

The two hundred wars of entering the realm were terrifying, and I dare not imagine what it would be like if nearly ten thousand wars were launched at the same time.

The ground has long been covered with scars, the mountains are flattened, the gully tears, and the cracks stretch to the distance.

Jiuyi's vajra sticks danced, and Fang Bai shuttled through the crowd, already rushing to and fro the Vulcan Temple camp.

Wang Fuhua and the disciples of Jiuyin Palace showed no mercy, killing all the way and running over.

The fierce fighting lasted for less than a quarter of an hour, the disciples of the Vulcan Temple were slaughtered, and one person at Jiuyin Palace was finally killed.

Those who are not afraid of death often have unprecedented fighting power, which is the most terrifying!

"Play!"

No one was allowed to breathe, while Zhu Zhiyan's cold words fell, while hundreds of disciples were killed quickly, the momentum was even more tragic.

The Jiuyin Palace camp quickly rushed to add one person, and the war broke out instantly.

Energetic operation, the whole body shrouded in red light, Jiuyong Vajra stick dancing wildly, wherever he goes, flesh and blood fly, there is no one enemy!

Kill kill!

The disciples of Vulcan Temple burst out with rare blood, and rushed to Fang Bai without fear of death. It seems that their purpose is only one, that is to kill Fang Bai.

Fire waves, water waves, sword awns, and sword awns, all kinds of glory flood the sky, colorful and dazzling.

A flesh-and-blood body fell, and some of them turned into blood mist in the midst of the air. Fang Bai's tireless slaughter made his eyes more and more frozen.

The whole body is covered with evil spirits, his eyes gradually initiate a trace of blood red, the intention of killing emerges, and his mind is a little lost.

boom!

Fang Bai felt only a pain in his chest, and his body shot back violently. Suddenly he woke up, and cold sweat fell down, and he secretly said, "What happened just now?"

These attacks did not cause much damage. He was worried about how he could lose his mind just now. He had never lost his mind in battle.

"kill!"

The disciples of Vulcan Temple rushed again, Fang Bai sighed and killed head-on.

Wang Fu drew in front of him, and Shen said, "How are you?"

Fang Bai swept out and said, "It's all right!"

Wang Fuhua gave him a worried look, "Can't fight anymore. After this battle, you should rest."

"It's early!"

Fang Bai felt inexplicable for a while, his eyes were red, and he was roaring to kill. His whole body skyrocketed, Jiuyao's vajra stick waved wildly, the violent breath was suddenly dispersed, and the sky changed color.

"So strong!"

In the distance, Elder Rain's eyes were dignified, and he whispered, "This son has a treasure, and that stick is not a mere thing."

Zhu Zhiyan shook her body and frowned, "Elder Yu, you mean?"

Elder Yu shook his head and sighed: "The red flames and the flames cut seem to be inferior. The breath that comes out is too strong."

"This ..." Zhu Zhiyan could not help but silently looked, but his mind was hovering rapidly.

He also felt the powerful breath, tyrannical, bloodthirsty, unbearable, unyielding. This is definitely not the breath emanating from Fang Bai, then it can only be that stick.

Flame Slash and Chi Yan are both treasures of the Zombie Town Sect, and neither can emit such a powerful breath. Doesn't it prove to be stronger than these two?

"This son is from Zhantianzong, and there will be no more doubts." Zhu Chiyan sighed, suddenly felt extremely desperate, offended the powerful Zhantianzong, and the Vulcan Temple was imminent.

"Do not!"

Elder Yu shook his head decisively, "I don't think so."

"Oh?" Zhu Zhiyan's eyes brightened, wondering: "What's that?"

Elder Yu slowly said, "It's very simple. If my disciple in the temple of fire has such a treasure, with such treasures, would you rest assured to let him travel?"

"This ..." Zhu Zhiyan frowned. "Perhaps the Zong Tianzong used to be domineering and felt that no one dared to provoke them."

"No!" Elder Yu shook his head again, his tone became extremely firm, "How big is the savage continent, there will always be some people who can't resist greed. If he is a disciple of Zengtianzong, Xiuwei is still peeping when he leaves the Western Regions It is too easy for such people to disappear.

Can I travel a long distance to Dongyu? Don't you think it's too strange?

With his talent, he will be highly valued in the Battle of Heaven, and it ’s not surprising that Gongliangjiang almost captured him that day. "

When I heard this, Zhu Chiyan was shocked, his gaze was clear, and he said loudly, "Elder Yu's words are extremely true. This kid will never be a Zhantian sect disciple. He must have a big secret in his body and must not let him go."

Kung fu between words, the battle over there has been over, there have been four wars, disciples of Jiuyin Palace gradually show fatigue, but no one wants to return, it is a godsend opportunity to earn credit.

"Play!"

Zhu Zhiyan's icy words fell, and 100 disciples of the Vulcan Temple were killed. Now the Vulcan Temple is assembled in advance, and a hundred-man team is ready to play at any time.

No matter what the cost, there is only one purpose of the wheel war, get rid of Fang Bai!

"I'll see when he can sustain it." Zhu Chiyan's expression grew colder.

Looking at the disciples of Vulcan Temple, Wang Fu draws Shen Shen: "We must rest, Vulcan Temple is crazy."

Fang Bai's eyes flashed red, and he said coldly, "If you can't keep it, you can retreat." Without waiting for the voice to fall, it turned into a streamer, killing directly towards the crowd of Vulcan Temple.

Wang Fuhua smiled helplessly, glanced back at the disciples of Jiuyin Palace, followed by killing them.

Rumble!

A war had just stopped, and then it broke out again.

Disciples of the Temple of Vulture fought back like crazy, and when fear and despair turned into strength, the combat effectiveness would soar to a new height.

The disciples of Jiuyin Palace gradually showed a slump, and several times of fighting have consumed a lot of energy, especially the disciples of Vulcan Temple, regardless of the impact of life and death, but let the disciples of Jiuyin Palace be tied.

Once the momentum is suppressed, the war situation will fall into a stalemate. If it were not for Fang Bai's unbridled assault, there would be greater casualties in Jiuyin Palace.

Even so, three people were killed in Jiuyin Palace, and five were seriously injured.

When the last disciple of the Temple of Vulcan Temple died in battle, the tragic atmosphere permeated the air to the extreme. The disciples of Jiuyin Palace no longer had the joy of victory, and their eyes were heavy!

"Play!"

Zhu Zhiyan whispered, and a hundred disciples of Vulcan Temple came out, roaring, roaring, and madly rushing.