Ling Zimo finally walked out of the flame pool, and at this time, his every breath revealed the artistic conception of martial arts. After a hundred years of comprehension, Ling Zimo had faintly touched the barrier of the First God Realm and reached the half-step First God Realm.

If Ling Zimo meets Lou Ming again, he will definitely beat Lou Ming all over the ground to find teeth. Ling Zimo has this kind of self-confidence and this kind of strength.

"Senior Vulcan, I don't know if I have passed your test. Ling Zimo walked up to the God of Fire and said humbly.

"Of course you passed my test, but my legacy is not here. Vulcan said with a serious face.

"Dare to ask where the inheritance of the predecessors is?" Ling Zimo asked eagerly.

"A thousand years ago, I fought a decisive battle with a demon envoy. In the end, I fought for the price of self-detonation, and I suppressed the demon envoy. My legacy is there. ”

The Fire God said with a sigh, and then Ling Zimo had some more information in his mind. That place is not in the War of Nations, it seems that we can only wait until we get out of the War of Nations to find it.

"Senior, what's wrong with you?"

The figure of the god of fire gradually became illusory and gradually disappeared.

"Young man, you don't have to be sad. I fell a thousand years ago, and that was just a thought on my mind. The Vulcan said with a carefree smile.

There was a slight crack in the surrounding space, as if the glass was broken, and Ling Zimo and the others quickly returned to the real scene.

"Boy, congratulations on your approval from the Vulcan. I can't hold it anymore, I'll leave this Vulcan Sword to you!" The spirit of the Vulcan Sword smiled indifferently, and its body turned into light and shadow.

The Fire God Sword let out a mournful roar and floated in front of Ling Zimo. The sword's body shimmered with fiery red light, like a flying rainbow. There was a trace of sadness in Ling Zimo's eyes, he knew that the spirit of the Fire God Sword had already followed the Fire God. The Vulcan Sword was originally the weapon of the Vulcan, and now that the Vulcan has passed away, how can the spirit of the Vulcan Sword live alone.

Ling Zimo held the Fire God Sword and felt a fierce murderous aura. Although the spirit of the Vulcan Sword is gone, the Vulcan Sword itself is a heavenly spirit weapon.

"Boom. ”

In the east of the battlefield of all nations, a blue light rose into the sky. This light carries a huge amount of energy, and the entire sky is filled with blue light.

"Ling Zimo hurry up, there must be a treasure in this blue light. Bai Chengcheng said happily.

Ling Kai turned into a Blue Sky Demon Peng, flapping his wings and roaring, Ling Zimo sat on the back of the Blue Sky Demon Peng, and flew towards the blue light quickly. After Qingtian Demon Peng advanced to the First God Realm, his speed was even faster, and he approached that blue light with just a few flutters. In the vicinity of the blue light, there were more than a dozen masters of the Supreme Realm Twelve Heavens. These masters Ling Zimo don't know each other, they should all be some hidden masters.

Several Supreme Realm Twelve Heavenly Masters who were close to Ling Zimo gathered Yuan Force and attacked Ling Zimo. Those masters of the Supreme Realm Twelve Heavens didn't know Ling Zimo either, so they wouldn't be polite to Ling Zimo.

Ling Zimo's mind moved, and the Fire God Sword stabbed out towards those Supreme Realm Twelve Heavens masters, killing those Supreme Realm Twelve Heavens masters who had attacked Ling Zimo at once. Ling Zimo was now in the half-step Primal God Realm, and dealing with some Supreme Realm Twelve Heavens cultivators was tantamount to chopping melons and vegetables.

"This man is strong, don't provoke him. After seeing Ling Zimo's powerful combat power, some of the powerhouses who were relatively close to Ling Zimo dodged out.

"This treasure is mine. An old man in a purple robe grabbed the blue light and said with a laugh.

"Trying to rob me of my treasure, dreaming. ”

A cold sword light flashed, and the old man's laughter came to an abrupt end, and a middle-aged man with a black long sword snatched the blue light.

"This treasure belongs to our Overlord Sword Sect, and whoever comes to snatch the treasure will be an enemy of our Overlord Sword Sect. ”

An elder of the Sword Sect slashed the middle-aged man holding a black long sword at once, and shouted excitedly.

Near the blue light, those strong men kept fighting. That big blue light changed hands several times, and finally fell into the hands of a disciple of the Holy Spirit Sect. Ling Zimo fixed his eyes and saw that the disciple of the Holy Spirit Sect was none other than Lou Ming.

"Ling Yan, if you help me snatch that blue light, I'll give you a hundred drawers of xiaolongbao. Ling Zimo said with a smile.

"It's a deal. Ling Yan said seriously with a small face.

"This blue light must be a very good treasure, if I bring it back to the sect master, the sect master will be very happy. ”

Lou Ming held the blue treasure light in his hand, and excitement appeared on his face. Suddenly, a child descended in front of Lou Ming and snatched the blue treasure light from Lou Ming's hand at once.

"Boy, don't run, give my baby back. ”

Lou Ming was furious, and slammed a punch at Ling Yan to snatch back the treasure light. However, Ling Yan's speed was too fast, and Lou Ming couldn't catch up at all.

"I grabbed this thing with my ability, why should I give it back to you. A look of disdain appeared on Ling Yan's little face.

"Boy, do you dare to tell your name?" Chonglou said with a blue face.

"Listen, my name is Ling Yan. ”

Ling Yan looked directly at Lou Ming and said proudly.

"Ling Yan, I remember you. ”

Lou Ming said resentfully, and suddenly he seemed to think of something. This Ling Yan wouldn't be the Ling Yan who ranked first on the Heavenly List of All Nations! If it was really him, he wouldn't be able to snatch back the Blue Treasure Light today no matter what. Although Lou Ming was the third-ranked existence on the Heavenly List of All Nations, Ling Yan's prestige was too loud.

First, Ling Zimo snatched the Fire God Sword in front of him, and now it was Ling Yan who snatched the blue treasure light in front of him.

"People with the surname Ling deserve to die, Ling Zimo, Ling Yan, I curse you not to die well. ”

Lou Ming roared and shouted to the sky.

Ling Zimo sneezed, he knew that someone must be scolding him behind his back again. However, Ling Zimo probably couldn't have imagined that the person who scolded him was Lou Ming.

"Ling Zimo, I'm back. Ling Yan said with a smile.

"Did you succeed?" Ling Zimo asked.

"Of course it did. Ling Yan's face showed a confident expression, as if this matter was a piece of cake for him.

"Hand the xiaolongbao with one hand, and deliver the goods with the other. Ling Yan said confidently.

For Ling Yan, a foodie, Ling Zimo was also helpless. No matter what he does, Ling Yan can't do without Xiaolongbao.

"The hundred drawers of xiaolongbao that I promised you are all here. ”

Ling Zimo handed Ling Yan a Qiankun bag, and said with a wry smile, it seems that he will have to prepare more xiaolongbao in the future.

"It smells so good. ”

Ling Yan opened the Qiankun bag and smelled the tempting aroma of xiaolongbao, and couldn't help but praise it. Take a hundred plating and read the latest chapter of "Martial Refining Heavens, I am the Holy Venerable Claw Book House" for the first time.