Chapter 641: Holy Weapon, Evil Fire
Half an hour later, Yan Hao and Yue Feng had already felt the increasingly strong evil aura and extremely high temperature, and their eyes were full of joy, and now they were sure that there was indeed a dark fire ahead.
However, it didn't last long, Yue Feng and Yan Hao's faces changed greatly at the same time, although the temperature in front of them was getting higher and higher, and the evil qi was getting stronger and stronger, but there were extremely strong source power fluctuations, and there was also a faint burst of flames, which meant that someone had already taken the lead and was subduing the dark and dark fire. This made Yan Hao furious, feeling the power and purity of the Dark Evil Fire, he had already regarded the Dark Evil Fire as his own forbidden body, how could he tolerate others to get it, and then sped up and swept inside.
Yue Feng's face was also a little ugly, someone actually came earlier, if that person was allowed to subdue the Dark and Evil Fire, their Moon God Temple and Fire God Temple would definitely be discredited, and it would be absolutely unforgivable to subdue the Dark and Evil Fire under the noses of the two major temples.
Glancing at Feng Yi, the latter understood, and his speed increased again, shooting towards the sky. As for Murong Yuxuan of the Ten Thousand Beasts Pavilion, she still had a smile on her face, and she had already guessed who the person in front of her was.
A quarter of an hour later, Yan Hao and Yue Feng finally saw the Dark Flame, and at the same time, what made them both angry was that two hundred meters away from the Dark Flame, a young man in a blue shirt was fighting against the Dark Flame, and the flame python that had condensed the Dark Flame Flame was forced to roar continuously.
And the old man in green robe behind Feng Yi and Murong Yuxuan, their indifferent faces were finally moved, and a few hundred meters away, two middle-aged men in green robe were dealing with something, to be precise, a weapon, a weapon that made them tempted. It was a dark golden war halberd, and a huge golden halberd shadow of dozens of zhang erupted, resisting the bombardment of the two middle-aged men in green robes.
And the dark golden halberd body continued to tremble, humming, and burst out with a dazzling brilliance.
"The Hallows, and the high-grade Hallows, I'm afraid this is what Lei Luo left behind. ”
Feng Yi looked at the halberd shadow in the distance and said movingly.
The holy weapon, that is a weapon that can only be refined by a fifth-order refiner, the holy weapon has been out of the category of ordinary weapons, and it has already derived the soul of the weapon, under the continuous nourishment of the owner of the holy weapon, the soul will become stronger and stronger, of course, its power will also increase. And there are not necessarily many high-level holy weapons in the temple, and a deacon like Feng Yi only has one low-level holy weapon, and he is not qualified to have a high-level holy weapon.
"That's the people of the Wind God Temple, I didn't expect them to dare to come here secretly, it's just too bad to take our Fire God Temple seriously, two deacons, you go and seize the holy weapon, and hand it over to the main hall in the dark and evil fire." ”
Yan Hao had an angry look on his face and said to the two people behind him.
"Your Highness, rest assured, we will not let the Wind God Temple succeed. ”
The two of them said in unison, and then swept towards the direction where the two black-robed men were.
"Deacon Feng, you can go too, although the dark and evil fire is important, but a high-level holy weapon is equally important, you must bring the holy weapon back. ”
Glancing at Yan Hao, Yue Feng said to Feng Yi.
"Your Highness, the dark and evil fire ......"
Feng Yi asked.
"Don't worry, it's okay to have me, although I may not be able to get the fire, but I will never let the people of the Wind God Temple go. ”
Yue Feng said indifferently, but there was still a trace of dissatisfaction with the Wind God Temple in her words.
Feng Yi didn't say anything anymore, but nodded, and his figure flashed, appearing beside several Transformation Realm powerhouses who had already handed over in the distance.
And the old man in green clothes and the old man in black robe also joined the battle for the holy weapon under Murong Yuxuan's instructions.