Ling Fei naturally didn't know that he had caused a mess by taking the spear at this time, but he was sorry for himself if he didn't take it in such a big way!

"Ding, find human fire: pure yang fire!"

Ling Fei stopped, standing on top of the roof and looking around.

At this moment, the Purple Fire Bell made a slight bell sound, and then floated up, flying in one direction.

"It turns out that the Purple Fire Bell still has this ability!"

Looking at the purple fire bell flying towards the distance, Ling Fei chased after him.

"This Pure Yang Fire has been refined by fifty Pure Yang Bodies, and its final power is no less than one Earth Fire!"

On a mountain peak, an old man looked at the sky that was getting dark in the distance and said slowly.

"Master, after ninety-nine days of refining, I also feel that this pure yang fire is becoming more and more powerful, and if it continues, it will inevitably swallow me completely!"

Behind the old man, a middle-aged man knelt there.

"Ziyang, you are my fiftieth disciple, you should know what will happen!" the old man turned to look at the man kneeling in front of him.

"The disciple knows, but the master also told me that if I take out the human fire, there will be a chance for me to live!"

Ziyang looked expectant: "I also know that Master will try his best to save my life, right?"

The old man nodded.

"Okay, with Master's promise, I believe I will survive!"

Ziyang nodded, his eyes showing fanatical adoration, he had great trust in this master, because this master usually almost regarded him as a son.

Even though he didn't have the qualifications to enter the Martial League, he still chose to bring him to the Martial League, not only overriding public opinion, but also accepting him as a disciple.

With the accumulation of countless pills and materials, he finally reached the strength of the Dan Yuan Realm.

So he took the initiative to share the burden for his master and let the fire enter his body.

Master even stopped it.

Because human fire may endanger lives, but Ziyang doesn't care.

He wants to repay his master.

"Come on, Master!"

Ziyang looked at his master with a resolute expression.

The old man nodded, sighed, and raised his hand to point at Ziyang's eyebrows.

Ziyang suddenly felt that the human fire in his body, which was originally quite peaceful, instantly became restless.

"Master, why do I feel that the human fire is starting to stir!"

"It's okay, if the human fire is separated from the body, it will naturally be very unwilling, and it will calm down after a while, you urge me to teach you the pure yang skills, so that it can be separated in peace!

The old man spoke slowly, calmly.

Ziyang, who was still a little worried, also began to calm down.

The purple yang began to operate the pure yang gong that the old man taught him, and the pure yang gong was running, and sure enough, the pure yang fire, which was originally a little restless, began to calm down.

But the weird thing was that the pure yang fire seemed to be beginning to devour his Yuan power.

"Master, why does the human fire seem to be devouring my Yuan Force and starting to grow stronger?" Ziyang asked.

"It's okay, the human fire needs pure yang yuan power to settle down, and it will naturally devour your yuan power, but as long as you take it out later, it will naturally be fine!"

The old man said soothingly.

If it was someone else, they might have heard some bad feelings from the old man's words, but Ziyang didn't doubt him, nodded, and continued to run the Pure Yang Gong.

Yes!

Flames burst out of the pores with a clattering sound.

This weird sound makes people's scalp tingle.

"Master, save me!"

Ziyang opened his eyes, and there was also a strange flame burning in his eyes, and the terrifying burning sensation made him pain to the limit, his face distorted, and he stretched out his hand towards his most beloved master.

But his master just shook his head and said: "Ziyang, you are loyal and honest, you who were originally a pure yang body, you must have some achievements, bring you back for the teacher, teach you the exercises, and make you a senior brother in the eyes of countless people, you are also very proud in your heart!"

"Master, save my ......"

Ziyang looked at the master in front of him, hoping that his master would save him and send charcoal in the snow as before.

"Ziyang, if it weren't for me, you would have become the guardian of a city at most, but with me, you have gained a lot of things that you can't get, so it's time for you to give me all back!"

The old man's other hand was also raised, and it was a little closer to Ziyang's eyebrows!

Originally, the flames only came out of the body, but under this finger, the flames completely engulfed the purple sun!

Yes!

Ziyang wailed in pain, but couldn't move under the old man's fingers.

"Human fire, the reason why it is called human fire, is born from the human body, but the flame of birth is strong and weak, pure yang fire has experienced fifty pure yang people, absorbing the blood and yuan power of these people, the power even I can't control, but if this flame is not so powerful, I have been refining it for so long in vain!"

The old man was calm.

"You, did you have a premeditated plan?" Ziyang seemed to be paralyzed, looking at his incomparably beloved master in front of him.

"Otherwise, do you think I'll take a fancy to you? Your qualifications are too poor, you are not qualified to enter the Martial Arts League at all, and you are not qualified to achieve the strength, it was I who let you enter the martial arts holy land that you dreamed of, it was I who made you reach the Danyuan realm, you gave me your life, and fulfilled the master to practice pure yang fire, why not!"

When the old man said in the end, his face was hideous and terrifying.

"Hahaha, I thought that the master really treated me like a son, so I treated me like this, but I didn't expect that everything was just to condense your human fire!

The old man withdrew his fingers, took a step back, and shook his head as Ziyang struggled in the flames.

"It turned out that it wasn't refined!" Ling Fei hid in the far corner, watching this scene.

Human fire needs to be refined, of course he knows it, so he didn't stop it.

However, he didn't expect that someone would actually kill so many of his disciples in order to refine human fire, and there were still words on the surface.

"What a sanctimonious look!" Ling Fei sighed!

"Who is it?"

A cold light flashed in the old man's eyes, his gaze looked towards Ling Fei, and then he breathed a sigh of relief: "It turned out to be a monkey!"

It's in the mountains, and it's no surprise that there are monkeys.

"Master, I won't let you get pure yang fire!"

If the master is just helpless, Ziyang has nothing to say, but everything is a conspiracy of this master.

He was not reconciled!

Just when the purple sun was wilting, as if it was about to be burned to death by the flames at any time, it suddenly burst up and rushed directly towards the cliff in front of him.

"Do you think you escaped?"

The old man smiled dumbly, very disdainful of Ziyang's dying counterattack.

With a flick of his fingers, a burst of vitality directly hit Ziyang's body, and the burning man that Ziyang turned into fell heavily and fell not far from Ling Fei.

"Master, I used to respect you because you were like my father, but now you are like a demon, I won't fire people to you!"

Ziyang looked at the monkey not far away and opened his mouth to spit out.

"Little monkey, I'll give you a creation!"