"You actually have a Thunder Fire Extinguishing Talisman!"

Lin Wushuang was surprised at this time.

The Thunder Fire Demon Exterminator is a well-known weapon in the Holy Creation World, and this talisman can definitely kill the king of the primary combat power of the Earth King, so it will definitely not be too much of a problem to block a quasi-heavenly king-level combat power king like the Spirit Fist King.

"Very well, in this case, we do have a good chance of escaping from the Spirit Fist King, and in ten days, we are ready to break through with all our might. ”

With the Thunder Fire Demon Extinguishing Talisman, the chances are naturally greatly improved, but you can't relax your mind, after all, the other party is a quasi-Heavenly King who is close to the Heavenly King's combat power, and there are too many accidents in the world, only by being fully prepared and adjusting your own state, all possible accidents will be minimized.

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"Treasure Island is a hundred years old, a hundred days, now, sixty days have passed, is this king really going to waste time on these two people?" In the hall of the Refining Tower, the Spirit Fist King, who was sitting cross-legged and practicing, gradually felt impatient with his expression.

Treasure Island, once every hundred years, every time it appears, it is only a hundred days, as long as you go all out to collect the spirit plants and treasures, you can definitely be worth several years of harvest, but now, the Spirit Fist King is just waiting, he can't do anything, and he doesn't dare to go out to collect the spirit plants. Treasure, because he was worried, if he went out to search, what if these two people just came out, this whole treasure island, said not big, said small but not small, once these two people escaped, it is almost impossible to find it, and everyone is the king, in terms of speed, there is not much difference.

"No, since I've been waiting for so many days, and now I've given up, doesn't it mean that I waited in vain some time ago, insist, this king must insist, in this refining room, there must be a powerful treasure, maybe it's a quasi-prefecture-level mid-grade treasure, or even... A treasure in the middle of the earth. At this moment, the Spirit Fist King's whole face was full of anger and anger.

Soon, ten days passed, and Lin Wushuang and musician Yi Muqin stood outside the brass door.

"Are you ready?"

Musician Yi Muqin took a deep breath and replied a little nervously: "Okay, let's come!"

"Okay, don't be nervous, as long as we follow our plan, we will definitely be able to escape and go. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Wushuang pressed his hand on the switch, and then, with a cold expression, he held the Yinhua Sword in his hand, ready to go.

Bang... Boom boom...

The brass door slowly rises...

"Hahaha, you two little mice, finally willing to come out. "The Spirit Fist King has been waiting here for more than half a month, and finally waited for Lin Wushuang and the two to come out, stood up, the spiritual power of the whole body flowed up, the killing intent permeated the surroundings, his eyes were like electricity, staring closely at the brass door, as soon as Lin Wushuang and the two appeared, he would bombard and kill the two of them at a lightning speed.

When the brass door rose to a height of more than one meter, a dark purple-robed figure shot out.

"Sword Proud Heavenly Hell!"

The white-gold sword slashed towards the Spirit Fist King, and this dark purple-robed figure was none other than Lin Wushuang.

The Spirit Fist King obviously didn't expect the other party to dare to take the lead, so his reaction was a little slower, but even if the Spirit Fist King was slowed down, there was still a certain gap in the basic strength of the two sides, so he was able to take Lin Wushuang's sword and make an effective counterattack.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, the Spirit Fist King smashed the white-gold sword light with a punch, and his energy was full of energy.

"Let's go!"

Just when the qi was coming back, Lin Wushuang's figure moved, stepped out of the sword step clone, avoided the aftermath of the shock, clinged to the wall, and rushed to the door of the hall, and the musician Yi Muqin saw Lin Wushuang and the Spirit Boxing King have a fight, the movement was not slow, and the figure immediately rushed out, and also went straight to the gate, and the two were only about fifty meters away from the entrance of the hall.

"Are you going?"

The Spirit Fist King said with a sneer, and in an instant, his hands were quickly sealed, and the power of Lingyan converged at a thunderous speed, and then a huge prison was formed, blocking the way above, left and right, and in front of the two of them.

"If this king were the two of you, he wouldn't be a fool and hide inside, maybe this king left as soon as he was impatient, so there was still a glimmer of life. Seeing their own Lingyan prison gradually enveloped the two of them. And about to be trapped in it, the Spirit Fist King's mind relaxed slightly, because he didn't think that these two people had the ability to break through their Lingyan prison, if they could really break it, then he, the king of quasi-heavenly king-level combat power, would not have to be mixed.

At this moment, an unforgettable accident happened...

Lin Wushuang saw Lingyan Prison, and hurriedly took out a sword that looked like blue and red from the empty ring, the sword body was like ice, like a red flame, holding the sword in both hands, and slashed at Lingyan Prison with a sword.

"Crush me!"

The power of dragon blood comparable to 250,000 jin and the full force of the high-level sword intent of the two supreme grandmaster realms exploded, and Lin Wushuang's spirit was extremely concentrated.

Poof...

The Lingyan prison was pulled by the red blood ice butterfly, and it broke in response, Lin Wushuang and Yi Muqin, seizing the opportunity, instantly escaped from the broken Lingyan prison and went to the door of the hall.

"Impossible, how could it be possible to use a sword to cut open the king's Lingyan prison. Lin Wushuang didn't completely smash the Lingyan Prison, he only opened a gap, but this was enough to shock the Spirit Fist King, and his expression at this moment was both surprised and angry, and he felt that his face was slapped a few times.

"Don't think of this king's hand, in the second escape. ”

The outbreak of the artistic conception of fire has increased the speed of the Spirit Fist King, and he wants to catch up with Lin Wushuang and the others, and with the explosive power of the artistic conception of fire, he can indeed catch up, I dare not say that there are two people, but at least it is possible to catch up with one person.

But... Something that surprised the Spirit Boxer King happened again.

This time it was not Lin Wushuang, but the musician Yi Muqin, I saw him turn around, and the index finger and middle finger of his right hand were holding a black talisman, and when this black talisman appeared, it was filled with a terrifying atmosphere.

Splatter... Multiply...

The firelight swept and the thunder accompanied, and a blazing spirit ball with a thunder and lightning snake was born, and it expanded extremely quickly, blocking the way of the Spirit Fist King, enveloping the Spirit Fist King.

Lin Wushuang turned his head slightly, and saw the Spirit Fist King who was devoured by the blazing flames and thunder light, but he didn't relax his mind, only to see that his whole body turned into a white-gold sword light, and the blood and qi around his body lingered, and then quickly reached out and grabbed Yi Muqin's hand, and the sword wings behind him shook, and he rushed out of the door of the refining tower at an astonishing speed, one breath was several kilometers away, and after a few breaths, the two of them were nearly fifty kilometers away from the refining tower, and they could only seem to have a little light in the distance.

Bang...

A punch shattered the spirit ball of the blazing thunder, and the figure of the spirit fist king also jumped out of the refining tower, looked up and looked around, there was no longer Lin Wushuang and Yi Muqin, he looked furious, where would he be willing, urge the soul power, and radiate outward, as long as the person is not a hundred miles away, then he can't escape his induction.

"How is it possible, in just a few dozen breaths, the two of them are already a hundred miles away. ”

At this moment, the Spirit Fist King looked dumbfounded and couldn't believe it, and his heart was even more angry, and he suppressed a mouthful of depressed blood back and forth several times, otherwise, it was really possible to be so angry that he spewed out a mouthful of blood...

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........... To be continued.