Chapter 32 I promise

Zhang Yanchen appeared in the middle of the room in an instant, coldly watching the lowly person being engulfed in the Silent Heavenly Fire, and the cultivation was burned to ashes in the blink of an eye. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

And those Immortal Emperors who have cultivated can still resist.

When the demon cultivator of the Immortal Venerable Cultivator felt the terrifying immortal fire aura, he had already quickly retreated, rushed out of the door, and looked back, the minions inside had already turned into ashes and dissipated in the immortal fire.

The hearts of these people suddenly cooled completely, and at the same time, a strong greed was ignited.

It's fairy fire, this is the power of fairy fire, it's so strong!

"Ah, save me, save me......" The dryad watched as an immortal emperor in front of him continued to be burned to ashes after being burned to charcoal.

A cold breath rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and he touched his arm that was blackened by the fairy fire, and his eyes became more and more scorching.

Because of the sudden appearance of the fairy fire, almost all the demon cultivators in the room were burned to death, and the appearance of the fairy fire attracted everyone's attention.

The people on the left and right involuntarily stopped moving, and the Nine Soul King didn't fight with Chiyan, and smiled coldly near the room.

The immortal fire in the sky quickly burned the house to ashes, and there were no bones left on the ground.

In the flames that burned a foot high, a person slowly walked out, his white robe was embroidered with blue blue patterns, his long hair fluttered in the wind, and his eyes were cold and ruthless and even bloodthirsty.

The petite body looks even more petite in this group of monsters all over the world, and the eyebrows are picturesque, with red lips and red vermilion, and it is as beautiful as the person in the painting.

Zhang Yanchen waved his hand lightly, and the flames disappeared in an instant.

Zhang Yanchen said to Chiyan and the others: "You all stand together and protect yourselves. ”

Chi Yan nodded, feeling Zhang Yanchen's cultivation of Immortal Monarch, he was a little dumbfounded, it's only been more than ten days, right?

The people of the Red Demon Hall quickly gathered, because of Zhang Yanchen's appearance, the power of the immortal fire attracted everyone's attention, and they actually ignored Chiyan and the other people of the Red Demon Palace.

The Nine Souls King stepped forward, looked at Zhang Yanchen with a smile, and said with a smile: "Beauty, now that so many of us are here, it's a pity to see you look so beautiful, it's a pity to die, as long as you hand over the fairy fire, how about we let you go?" ”

Zhang Yanchen knew that the matter of the immortal fire was leaked, and she did not hide it, and raised her left and right hands at the same time, the Living Soul Flame and the Silent Heavenly Fire appeared again, and she said coldly: "Come and get it." ”

In his eyes, he didn't hide his murderous intent at all!

Get it! Who dares to take the immortal fire in your hand directly?

The Nine Soul King also saw that Zhang Yanchen didn't mean anything to give, his eyes were so cold that he could condense frost, and in an instant, he turned into a nine-headed dragon, hovering ten feet in front of Zhang Yanchen, and said, "Then don't blame me for not giving you a chance." ”

The Nine Soul King roared and rushed over in an instant.

The battle opened in an instant, and everyone quickly retreated, so fast that there was no one in the blink of an eye.

A red light flashed in front of Zhang Yanchen, and a circular barrier blocked in front of him.

At the same time, a silver sword with a red arcane pattern appeared in front of her. Zhang Yanchen's eyebrows sank, and he drank lightly: "Thousand machines ......"

With Zhang Yanchen's shout, the Thousand Machine Sword instantly turned into a hundred long swords, rushing towards the Nine Soul King.

In the face of the rushing Thousand Machine Sword, the Nine Soul King's face changed, and he quickly retreated to dodge, and he exclaimed: "Top-grade immortal weapon!" ”

The Thousand Machine Sword in Zhang Yanchen's hand was the level of a high-grade immortal weapon, and it was re-built after being tempered with the Blazing Sun Immortal Fire, and it was raised by two levels in an instant from the low-grade immortal weapon, even an immortal figure like the Nine Soul King did not dare to take over the high-grade immortal weapon with the blessing of the Silent Heavenly Fire.

Zhang Yanchen moved his hands and quickly pinched it, and the Silent Heavenly Fire appeared instantly, condensed from above his head, and instantly turned into a white dragon, roaring and rushing towards the Nine Soul King.

The Nine Soul Kings were so frightened that they were scattered, where did they dare to pick up the things that the immortal fire had become, and they were so frightened that they immediately fled in a flash.

The white dragon followed closely behind, chasing after the Nine Soul King.

At this moment, five Immortal Venerables suddenly appeared below, and they all rushed towards Zhang Yanchen in an instant.

Zhang Yanchen's ankle was entangled by a vine and was dragged out in an instant.

Suddenly, however, a red-golden flame appeared, burning quickly along the vines.

"Ah......h

Zhang Yanchen hurriedly rolled sideways, and he could avoid a kick from the comer, but he followed closely, and the blades in the sky were overwhelming.

Zhang Yanchen had nowhere to hide, his hands quickly blocked in front of him, and the wind blade brushed down, and the red shield on his body was steadily resisted.

Zhang Yanchen's eyes darkened, and he felt a strong wind coming from the side, and the Thousand Machine Sword instantly came over to resist.

Bang!

Zhang Yanchen flew out and crashed into a mountain peak in the distance!

Bang!

The mountain was smashed to pieces, and it collapsed with a bang.

A voice rang out arrogantly: "No matter how powerful you are, you only have the cultivation of the Immortal Monarch, and the three major immortal fires can't exert much power in your hands, and they are just a waste." ”

Zhang Yanchen jumped out of the rubble, coughed up a mouthful of bloody phlegm and looked at the person who spoke.

It's the King of the Nine Souls!

Just now, he was frightened to avoid the pursuit of the Silent Heavenly Fire, but now he turned back and kicked her, and said such arrogant words again.

Zhang Yanchen looked at him coldly, and the Nine Souls King looked at her with a sneer.

"If you don't want them all to die, hand over the fairy fire, how about you kill yourself!"

Zhang Yanchen's eyes froze, looking at Chiyan and the others who were surrounded by groups.

Lan Xing was already seriously injured, trampled under the feet of a demon wolf, Liang Huai broke an arm, and thousands of people in the Red Demon Hall were caught.

Zhang Yanchen's heart sank, threatening!

"You threaten me?" Zhang Yanchen snorted coldly: "Do you think that I, a human being, will care about the life of your demons!" ”

"Ah......" Before he could speak, there was a scream, and a person from the Red Demon Hall was killed, and even his soul was shattered.

Zhang Yanchen's pupils shrank rapidly, in fact, it really wasn't her business that these people died, but watching a person die because of himself, this ......

"You ......"

"I'll ask once, if you don't agree, you'll die!" The Nine Soul King smiled predictably: "How? ”

"......" Zhang Yanchen looked at the captive crowd, and could see all kinds of looks in the eyes of these people, including despair, hatred, fear, and indifference!

Just when Zhang Yanchen hesitated, there was another scream.

A person's breath of life disappeared, and Zhang Yanchen clenched his palm: "Nine Soul King ......"

"Second hall master, don't agree!" Lan Xing suddenly spoke, and was stepped on hard by the wolf demon, and spit out blood like money.

"Shut up, or I'll kill you." The wolf demon threatens.

Zhang Yanchen bit her demon lip, she wanted to put all these people into the soul refining tower quilt, but found that her consciousness was actually isolated!

What's going on? Could it be that these people have discovered their secrets?

"Otherwise, I'll count and count the dead people, how about it?" The Nine Soul King sneered, raised his hand and spoke: "One ......"

"I promise ......"

(To be continued.) )