Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Burning Heart

As the fire demon turned his body again, pieces of rubble continued to fall from above the cracked Yanyan Fire Cave, and from a distance, it looked like the entire Yanyan Fire Cave was about to completely collapse!

And at this moment, on the periphery of the Yanyan Fire Cave, three uninvited guests suddenly appeared!

The whole body of these three people is shrouded in a set of black trench coats, only a pair of eyes are exposed, they look like the Grim Reaper, and there is constantly black gas around them, which looks mysterious and abnormal!

"My lord, this is a cave that is about to collapse, are you sure this is it?" One of them looked at the Yanyan Fire Cave in front of him and asked in a loud voice. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The Heartless Divine Skill is locked in this direction, it uses the divine power of the other world as food, it can't be wrong to think about it!" The man at the head turned his head towards them and replied confidently.

At this time, listening to the unintentional magic skills that this person was talking about, there was a glimmer of light in the eyes of the two people behind him!

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A few minutes later, three mysterious people who controlled the flight of black qi flew into the Yanyan Fire Cave, and soon came to the stone cave where the stone tablet was!

"Saint! Someone seems to be stuck in the formation there? ”

One of the mysterious men pointed to the barbarian youth above the formation and said.

Hearing the voice at this time, Ji Yanlun, who was originally dying, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at these uninvited guests with difficulty. ”

Out of curiosity, the three of them slowly flew into the center of the magma-wrapped island, and at this moment, a thunderous question suddenly sounded: "Who is it?" ”

As these words sounded, suddenly, a huge spiritual power instantly spread over the entire magma island. This spiritual power rose without warning, and when it pounced on the three of them, it was as fast as the wind, and the subtleties were like small blades, spinning back and forth in the island, which could be described as terrifying!

Bang Bang!

Feeling the violent spiritual power frantically squeezing towards the three of them, among the three people, the person who thought was the leader reacted the most timely. I saw that a burst of black qi surged out of his body without moving, forming a thin film, steadily blocking the attacking spiritual power from his body!

As for the two behind him, they reacted a beat slower, and the violent spiritual power directly knocked off the hood that covered their heads, revealing their true faces hidden under the black clothes.

At a glance, these two people look very distinctive, one is a monkey-faced and wide-mouthed, and the other is a horse-faced sharp mouth, which looks unbearable and makes people want to cry!

After being scraped off, the two of them reacted, and at this time they hurriedly wanted to gather their strength to resist, but it was completely too late, and they could only let the violent spiritual power directly knock them into the magma!

But even so, the two of them did not show the slightest panicked look on their faces. I saw that they both pressed their hands in the magma, regardless of the high temperature of the magma, and through such a little contact, like a swimmer touching a wall and rebounding, they completely changed the trajectory of their flight and flew back to the island in the center of the magma!

But at this time, the violent spiritual power has not stopped, and the strength of the two is obviously slightly weaker than the leader of the person, and the black qi erected after returning to the island is obviously a little unable to resist the impact of that spiritual power!

Fortunately, they were a little close to each other at this time, so the two of them tried to move towards each other, and then together they lifted a shield and came to the leader with difficulty!

As soon as he stood still, the guy with a monkey face asked the leader with a solemn expression: "Saint, is this the demigod flame demon we are looking for, this guy has such powerful spiritual power!" ”

The leader said with relief: "Don't worry, this kind of spiritual power, he can't support it for long!" Not to mention the fact that he has been sealed for too long, even when he is in his prime, he will still be suppressed by the World Origin, and he will not be able to exert all his strength at all! ”

"But saint, we can't hold it anymore! Whining! ”

Seeing that the leader was even wet with sweat, and the entire cap was attached to his face, and he still pretended to be calm, these two strange-looking mysterious people couldn't help but reply with a sad face.

This caused the leader who was originally concentrating on checking the formation to look back at them with a little helplessness.

I saw that the black qi shield jointly sacrificed by the two of them had been twisted to almost stick to their bodies under the squeeze of spiritual power! This makes the faces of the two almost completely stick together, and from a distance, it seems that the two mouths, one big and one small, are kissing passionately!

Fortunately, this is not completely pasted, the man with the horse face, at the moment of close contact, tried his best to twist his head, reluctantly sacrificed his cheek, and dedicated it to the big mouth of the monkey-faced man!

Kiss!

What a kiss!

"Get out of the way, you stupid thing with a big mouth!"

"And said Lao Tzu, the acne on your face is so disgusting! …… Oh, stop, your hand is where it shouldn't be! ”

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"Two pieces of waste!"

Looking at the appearance of these two people, the leader glared in disgust, and then quickly turned to face the formation, and at some point he had already taken out a dark green bead in his hand!

I saw him wrap his black qi around the bead, and then threw the bead into the air with all his might!

As soon as it reached midair, the beads wrapped in black gas quickly melted, forming a cloud of black liquid, which eventually evolved into a huge figure dressed similarly to the three of them. The figure flutters in the air with a scythe in its hand, and behind it is a massive Tree of Life phantom in the background!

"The Will of Death (Imprint)!"

Three distinct voices rang out at the same time!

But without waiting for the owners of the voice to react, this figure known as the Grim Reaper Brand suddenly threw out the sickle in his hand!

The huge scythe spun rapidly in the air, and soon came to the place where the eye of the formation was, only to see that the sharp blade was spinning, ignoring the power of the formation, and cutting Ji Yanlun's chest open!

A heart with nine flames at the bottom was hooked out of the chest cavity by this scythe, and it was exposed to the air!

Bang bang bang!

This freshly baked heart is still beating vigorously and tirelessly, and the two diametrically opposed forces at the two ends of the heart's blood vessels are converging and transforming here!

"Gross!"

Ji Yanlun, who lost his heart, turned into a bloody sieve inside his body, and the blood backloaded inside him, and finally spurted out of his mouth!

He looked at his heart floating in the air in a little stunned, and shouted indistinctly, "Nine lines! ”

Memories come back for a while!

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"Nine lines!"

"It's really nine lines! Ji Yanlun is really a genius! ”

"Our Vault Fire Tribe is going to be the king!"

Rough voices swarmed out!

"Yan Lun, you will be the future king of the Dome Fire Tribe, and you will lead our tribe to become the co-leader of all the tribesmen! It will allow our tribesmen to occupy every corner of the world! ”

A bearded man stretched out his rough hands, grabbed a tender little hand in front of him, and said excitedly!

At this moment, on the back of this little hand, there is a nine-striped flame shape that is slowly fading!

"Yes, my father, I will be the future king of the tribesmen, the king who has never been seen!"

The owner of the little hand, the immature boy, looked at the back of his hand where the fire pattern loomed, and said confidently.

For a while, the vigorous vitality was fully displayed in the words, like a young eagle that has just spread its new wings!

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In a brightly lit tent, stout and tall barbarians were gathered together to discuss things. The first to come out was a 'thin' young man with only two serpentine tattoos on his abdomen, only to hear him say: "Big brother, the Snow Plains Army has only dispatched less than five Heaven Rank powerhouses, and now both sides are still only in the tentative stage, and they will collapse at the touch of a button, and they will flee into the Source Scar Hill in a hurry, I am afraid that there is fraud in this!" ”

This was said quite sincerely, but the big man at the top of the camp smiled contemptuously when he heard this, pointed to a barbarian soldier kneeling on one knee on the side, and replied: "According to the intelligence of the spies, not long after Tang Tiancheng entered Lingyun City, the two sides each recruited a group of masters to contain each other. It is difficult for this Yan Luoxuan to free up his strength at this time, so it is not surprising that he only dispatched a small number of heaven-level powerhouses to lead the army, you are worrying about the sky! ”

"As for the other party's collapse at the first touch, this is all my Qionghuo tribe's brave and good fighting, in order to have this immortal feat, you say that the other party intends to retreat, isn't it growing the morale of others to destroy their own prestige? …… This is a rare opportunity, I have made up my mind, you don't need to say more! Today in this Source Scar Hill, I, Ji Yanlun, vow to destroy it in a battle and make a name for myself in the tribal alliance! ”

"But the ancient tribal books can't be recorded in ......"

The young man seemed to want to argue something, but was soon interrupted by Ji Yanlun's words: "Shut up! ”

"Ji Jiuhuo, I know you're scared! That's right, it's understandable that a hybrid with impure blood can't adapt to the danger of the source scar hills! Ha ha! ”

For a moment, there was a swarm of laughter in the tent!

After looking around at the people in the camp tent in the laughter, Ji Yanlun raised a hand and motioned for everyone to calm down, and then he analyzed it for everyone in an orderly manner: "The undulating terrain of the Source Scar Hill is one of the central battlefields of the World Destruction War three thousand years ago, in which various forces are staggered and undulating, poisonous insects and beasts emerge in an endless stream, for the new human beings who are accustomed to a comfortable environment, this is a desperate situation!" ”

"On the contrary, the people of our Dome Fire Tribe have always roamed the wilderness, taking the poor mountains and bad waters as their home, and this source scar hill is simply like walking on the ground for us! What's so scary? ”

"These new humans entered it in a panic, apparently killing themselves! This is a godsend! Ladies and gentlemen! ”

"And drink this glass of wine with me, and it is now to kill the enemy and become famous!"

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In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of barbarian warriors rushed into the Source Scar Hill without fear, following those fleeing Snow Plains Army in a hurry!

And at this moment, countless roots suddenly stretched out from the ground, binding these running barbarian warriors, and the attack and defense changed for a while!

The thousands of snowfield troops who had already been ambushed at the high point of the Source Scar Hill suddenly stood up, holding the Wind Spirit Bow, and constantly shot a deadly arrow that devoured the soul from the high point of the ambush!

At this time, whether it was a barbarian powerhouse in the atavistic realm who could be compared to the heavenly rank, or an ordinary barbarian with a simple knife, under the interference of the roots, the ending was the same, and they all lost their lives under the arrows!

With the tens of thousands of remnants gathered in a hurry, the huge flames that had been gathered with great difficulty were scattered with a single blow, and Ji Yanlun's only chance to escape was gone!

"Why? Why is this happening! Can't a tribal flame that is enough to resist the demigods break the game?! ”

"Or rather, why is there such a serious suppression of our Dome Fire Tribe's power here?!"

"And why the roots of the Tree of Life have grown here, and we don't know anything!"

Ji Yanlun, who was lost and depressed, sat on the mount and muttered to himself!

But before he could figure it out, Yan Luoxuan, who was dressed in military uniform, came to him in front of him in the midst of the chaotic army, as if he had entered a no-man's land!

The cold metal boots kicked Ji Yanlun off the mount with one kick, and a long sword rested on his neck, and the future king with a promising future became a prisoner!

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"There are 100,000 mountains and rivers, and there is also a day of decapitation, has my Ji Yanlun's road to the king been cut off?"

"Finally free? Father! I'm not going to be the king in the end, and I'm going to let you down! ”

In the gloom, Ji Yanlun's weak head quietly lowered, and in an instant, ice and flames filled his body, finally causing his entire body to split in two and shatter!

Looking back, in the middle of the magma boiling island, frozen corpses and scorched blocks are scattered, and between the wild dance of death, the recklessness is blamed on the sky!