"Wow!"

Yan Yuchen's body ignited with purple flames, enveloping both of them, and then he jumped out of the passage that was about to collapse with Xiaoli on his back and fell into the tumbling magma.

The bottom is bottomless, and there are people waiting for the rabbit above.

Where do the two go from here?

Xiaoli climbed on his back and said softly: "Brother, go up, maybe those bad people have already left." ”

Yan Yuchen nodded and went upstream.

He knew in his heart that if he didn't get the Fire Spirit Spirit and the Heaven Breaking Tooth, the three of them would not leave no matter what, and I was afraid that they had also arranged all kinds of powerful formations outside.

But at this moment, it was no longer time for him to hesitate.

The collapse of that stone chamber seemed to suddenly trigger the volcano underground, and a huge torrent of magma, with terrifying high-temperature flames, surged up like a tide!

Above the fire pool, in the passage not far away, Wu Bing sat cross-legged on the ground, wrapped in a layer of faint light, and the spirit sword behind his back was placed horizontally on the ground in front of him.

In the past few days, the three of them have tried their best to attract the Broken Sky Tooth again, let alone see the spirit of fire.

The mood of the three of them was extremely irritable and depressed, but for the sake of those two treasures, they had no intention of leaving.

At this time, when Wu Bing was closing his eyes and recuperating, he suddenly felt a strange movement from the ground, like thunder, rumbling!

At the same time, the magma in the fire pool in front of him began to tumble more violently, and even set off waves of magma, splashing into the sky!

The whole ground suddenly shook!

Wu Bing's face changed, and he hurriedly picked up the spirit sword on the ground, stood up, and stared solemnly at the magma splashing fire pool.

"Boom!"

A wave of magma suddenly rose into the sky!

Immediately, the young man who should have died a long time ago, carrying a little girl in a red dress on his back, suddenly broke out of the pulp and jumped out of the fire pool!

The two of them were unscathed!

Wu Bing was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed, and when he was about to inform Zhao Hai and Mo Ya outside, his heart suddenly moved, thinking of the fire spirit on this young man's body.

Selfishness made him silent.

Only this young man in the early stage of the Jade Spirit Realm came out, and he didn't break the teeth, he dealt with it alone, more than enough!

If Zhao Hai and Mo Ya were called over, and this young man would be killed at that time, wouldn't the spirit of fire cause a bloody battle between the three of them again?

With his strength, he will definitely not be able to snatch Zhao Hai.

Therefore, he hesitated tightly for a moment, then decisively quieted down, and with a flash of cold light of the spirit sword in his hand, he slashed towards the young man.

It's best to fight quickly so that those two don't have time to come!

"Boy, die!"

Ignoring the terrifying high temperature inside, he swept in directly, and as soon as he made a move, it was a thunderous blow, and the cold light of the spirit sword in his hand burst out, falling heavily, roaring, like splitting mountains!

Yan Yuchen didn't dare to push Xiaoli away, so he had to dodge behind her back, and at the same time quickly took out the Silver Moon Scimitar and drew a round of blades.

"Boom!"

Wu Bing's sharp sword slashed the silver moon sword into two in an instant, and the remaining momentum continued to slash towards the two of them!

Yan Yuchen was carrying Xiaoli on his back, and he was unable to move, so he had to retreat to the corner, there was no way to avoid it, and he raised the silver moon scimitar in his hand and was horizontal in front of him!

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, and the light burst out!

A huge force, through the spirit sword in Wu Bing's hand, fell heavily on the Silver Moon Scimitar in Yan Yuchen's hand, and then through the scimitar, it spread to his arms!

His body shook, and he was almost crushed to his knees!

Fortunately, the blade of the Silver Moon Scimitar blocked the remaining sword light for him, and even reabsorbed all the power into it.

"Huh?"

Wu Bing thought that with this thunderous sword, he could directly chop the scimitar in the young man's hand into pieces, and then kill the young man, but unexpectedly, the scimitar in the young man's hand was so tough and weird, not only resisting all his strength, but also absorbing all the power!

This is obviously just an ordinary magic weapon, not even the best magic weapon, how can it be......

"Hum—"

At this moment, the scimitar suddenly let out a deafening buzzing sound, and then the blade trembled, and a blood-red light instantly spread all over the entire snow-bright blade!

"It's ......"

Not only Wu Bing was puzzled, but even Yan Yuchen was puzzled.

A huge suction force came out from the hilt of the knife, and the spiritual power in his Danhai was as if he had encountered a giant beast that specialized in spiritual power, and at a terrifying speed, through the spiritual veins, it surged towards the Silver Moon Scimitar in his hand!

The blood-red light on the scimitar is getting brighter and brighter!

"Zheng!"

The spirit sword in Wu Bing's hand suddenly followed by a buzzing sound, and then a dazzling light erupted, slashing towards the scimitar fiercely!

No matter how weird this scimitar was, he would never leave this young man a chance!

The sword, which had grown several times larger, fell heavily on the scimitar like a mountain, and a terrifying force suddenly attacked!

Yan Yuchen and the little glass on his back didn't have any power to resist, and with a "bang", like a fallen leaf, they were knocked out horizontally, and the flames behind them rubbed against the stone wall all the way, splashing countless sparks and stone chips!

In the end, the two of them were directly embedded in the stone wall behind them, and they could no longer move!

And in Yan Yuchen's hand, he still tightly held the silver moon scimitar that flashed red, and the entire snow-white blade had turned blood-red at this time!

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and some of the remaining spiritual power in the Danhai was still surging towards the scimitar in his hand.

Wu Bingyin smiled coldly, held the spirit sword in his hand, walked over, looked at him with a mocking face, and snorted coldly: "No matter how powerful the treasure is, when it reaches the hands of the waste, it can't turn over any waves." Boy, hand over the Spirit of Fire, I can leave you a whole corpse!"

"Click!"

The stone wall inlaid with Yan Yuchen's body suddenly broke open!

The blood-colored scimitar in his hand, like a heart, "Bang, bang, bang!", began to beat, and then quickly expanded and changed, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a blood-colored scimitar more than three feet long, and where the handle and the blade bordered, a circle of fiery red hair actually appeared, which looked extremely weird!

"Kir...... The feather of the unicorn?

Looking at the circle of fiery red hair, as well as the faintly jumping flames on the hair, Wu Bing's body shook suddenly, his eyes widened, and his face was full of disbelief.

At this moment, he seemed to suddenly think of something, but he couldn't believe it!

He didn't dare to hesitate any longer, he suddenly clenched the spirit sword in his hand, roared angrily, and slashed at the young man who fell into the stone wall, about to destroy it with one blow!

The dazzling sword light enveloped Yan Yuchen's entire body, and the terrifying sword intent storm roared towards him!

Life and death, in an instant!

"Hum—"

With a buzz, the Silver Moon Scimitar in his hand finally absorbed enough spiritual power!

And his body, which seemed to be suddenly full of strength, suddenly jumped out of the stone wall, and with a "swish", raised the blood-colored scimitar in his hand, and headed towards the incomparably sharp sword!

The terrifying storm of swords stopped in an instant!

The blood-colored scimitar easily broke through the sword and slashed at the spirit sword in Wu Bing's hand!

The spirit sword that burst into light and majestic was cut in two in an instant, as if it had no resistance, as if it was made of confetti!

The blood-colored scimitar lifted its weight like a light weight, and after cutting off the spirit sword, it slashed at the body protection shield on Wu Bing's chest!

The protective shield was tough and strong, withstanding the terrifying heat for many days, without the slightest damage, but at this time, as soon as it came into contact with the blood-colored blade, it "poofed" and shattered into pieces!

Wu Bing was shocked, his body retreated like lightning, and under the lock of the blood-colored scimitar breath, he had to fall to the ground in embarrassment and roll out.

As soon as he stood firm, preparing to flee for his life in a hurry, Yan Yuchen was like a human knife in one, and with a slight wave, the blood-colored blade suddenly roared, and then, a fire qilin figure rushed out fiercely, carrying rolling flames and red blades, which instantly fell on his back and disappeared.

Wu Bing's body stiffened, froze in place, and remained motionless.

At this time, Zhao Hai and Mo Ya hurried over, swept in front of him, and were just about to speak, asking him what happened, when Wu Bing's chest suddenly "clicked", cracked a few cracks, and scarlet blood overflowed from it.

Immediately, his face, legs, and whole body were all cracked with terrible cracks, as if his entire body was about to be shattered!

"Wow!"

A flame suddenly burst out of his body, enveloping his entire body!

His eyes widened, his mouth opened, and he wanted to speak, but before he could say a word, he was instantly turned into white bones, and then, the white bones were also turned into ashes!

In the blink of an eye, the whole person disappeared in the same place!

Zhao Hai and Mo Ya's eyes froze in place, and their bodies trembled slightly.

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(End of chapter)