In the void, the Xuanhuo Altar is in full view.

Although he restrained his aura and hid in the night sky, it was impossible for the Burning Incense Valley to be free of monks from the Yuanying Realm, as long as there was a slight abnormality, it would be discovered.

"By the way, I'm not afraid of the Incense Valley, how can I be like a thief?"

Thinking about it, Zhang Chen's figure wandered steadily from the sky with a big grin, and his limbs were buckled to the ground.

This is the Xuanhuo Altar, but there is nothing around it, there is no cover in the huge clearing, and there are no disciples guarding it.

However, as soon as Zhang Chen fell to the ground, he saw an old man in a gray robe walking out of the inside of the Xuanhuo Altar.

"Who is the demon, dare to break into the Xuanhuo Altar!"

The old man snorted, his voice was deafening, and if an ordinary Jindan monk drank under him, he would probably be deaf in both ears.

Zhang Chen's expression was stunned, no wonder there was no one around the Xuanhuo Altar, and the old man was actually a Yuanying Realm monk.

There were two Yuanying monks in the Burning Incense Valley, one of them was the valley master Yun Yilan, and the other was the elder Shangguan Ce.

Shangguan Ce is also responsible for guarding the Xuanhuo Altar, and the identity of the old man is clear at a glance.

Shangguan Ce stood at the door, staring at Zhang Chen with a slight squint, and finally his eyes fell on the item he was hanging on his chest, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

Xuanhuojian!

Three hundred years ago, Xuanhuo Jian was stolen by the six-tailed demon fox, and now how did it appear on another strange beast.

When he came back to his senses, Shangguan Ce's figure was like a ghost, and his palm touched Zhang Chen's chest with the breath of the sun.

Laugh at!

Snort!

The thunder swept out, and the two energies collided, and immediately set off a hurricane and roared out, and the ground of the Xuanhuo Altar was scorched black.

Under the thunderous crit, Shangguan Ce retreated more than ten feet, and his arm was numb.

Zhang Chen kicked his limbs, his figure was as fast as thunder, and his claws slapped directly towards Shangguan Ce.

"Bang!"

Shangguan Ce trembled all over his body, biting the tip of his tongue and dodging the claws dangerously and dangerously, and the stone pillar behind him was shattered.

A layer of cold sweat appeared on his back, and Shangguan Ce was shocked in his heart, this strange beast was too weird!

Just as his thoughts were racing, a faster claw had already slapped towards his face, and Shangguan Ce was full of Yang aura, and his face was swollen and red, and the space was frozen under the heat wave.

Bang!

The Zhiyang palm technique collided with the pure claws, Shangguan Ce was in the early stage of Yuan Ying, Yuan Ying struck down with all his strength, only making Zhang Chen's body tremble, his face changed suddenly, and he saw his white jade-like palm sticking out of his sleeve robe, and he was already pinching a few transparent ice thorns in his hands.

I saw that with a wave of the sleeve robe, the breath of the sun swept out, and the nine cold condensing ice thorns in his hand also flew out.

For a moment, a sneer flashed in Shangguan Ce's eyes.

As soon as Zhang Chen's claws were put down, the Yang Qi and the cold glow penetrated the space and arrived in front of him in an instant.

Sonorous!

Sonorous!

Sonorous —————

A sound similar to the impact of metal resounded around the Xuanhuo Altar, and the sparks burst out, dissipating after a few seconds.

Zhang Chen stood in place, looking at the small white dots on the scales, and his golden vertical pupils stared at a few transparent ice spikes on the ground, and a flash of essence flashed among them.

This thing can actually leave marks on its own scales.

Nine Shadows of Ice?

No, it is impossible for the Nine Shadows Ice to leave traces, and this breath is colder than the Nine Shadows.

Zhang Chen's eyes raised slightly, looked at Shangguan Ce, and said, "What kind of treasure is your treasure made of?" ”

At this time, Shangguan Ce's eyes were like copper bells, and his eyeballs were about to pop out of his sockets.

This is an ice spike made of the Nine Shadows Crystal, which is the best in the hidden weapon, even if the Yuan Infant Monk is hit, I am afraid that he will have to be tortured by methamphetamine and fall.

This strange beast......

The ice spike created by the Nine Shadows Crystals couldn't even penetrate its scales, leaving only a trace of it.

At this time, Senior Brother Yun Yilan was in retreat, and it was impossible for him to come out in a short period of time.

I don't know what the purpose of this strange beast is when it comes to Incense Valley, I have to stabilize it first, not to mention that it has a Xuanhuo Jian in its hand.

Thinking about it, Shangguan Cepi smiled and said: "My magic weapon is made of Nine Shadows Xuanjing, which is rare in heaven and earth, but what you have on your chest is my Xuanhuo Jian, the treasure of the Burning Incense Valley and the Town Valley?" ”

"Nine Shadows Crystal? Could it be a heavenly and earthly treasure that is more advanced than the Nine Shadows Ice? ”

"Nature."

Shangguan Ce showed a smile on his face, nodded and said, "This Nine Shadows Crystal was also obtained by me by accident, and it is far from being comparable to the Nine Shadows Mystery Ice. ”

In the next second, Shangguan Ce was shocked.

I saw Zhang Chen pondering for a while, controlling the nine ice spikes on the ground to stuff them into his mouth, and between the sharp teeth, the ice spikes made by the Nine Shadows Xuanjing broke apart, and finally were chewed into slag, and finally swallowed by him.

"Sure enough, it's harder than the Nine Shadows Xuanbing, and the cold poison is heavier, but the taste is very average, but the energy is very good, it seems that you don't have a lot of cultivation on weekdays, do you still have it on you?"

Zhang Chen's calm words fell, Shangguan Ce covered his chest, but a touch of sweetness welled up in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spit out.

For a while, Shangguan Ce stared at Zhang Chen as if he was a ghost, his face was pale, his teeth were about to crack, his eyes were resentful, and he was almost on fire.

His connection with the Nine Cold Condensing Crystal Thorn was severed.

How can it be.

This is the magic weapon that he has been refining for three hundred years, three hundred years!

"Brute!"

The natal magic weapon was destroyed, Shangguan Ce's divine soul also suffered a heavy blow, and the Dao became unstable, and it was almost impossible to go to the next level in the future.

Grief and indignation, Shangguan Ce roared angrily, eager to peel Zhang Chen's skin and cramp, eat his flesh, and drink his blood.

Feeling the cold energy in his body, Zhang Chen shook his head regretfully: "It seems that you don't have this thing, and this Xuanhuo Jian is mine now, but it is not your Incense Valley." ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Chen's figure burst out, and a paw slapped directly on Shangguan Ce's body.

This time, his speed was even faster, so fast that Shangguan Ce didn't have time to react, and his claws seemed to tear the space apart.

Bang!

In an instant, Shangguan Ce flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, slammed into the stone pillar of the Xuanhuo Altar, and smashed the stone pillar apart.

The wind howled, leaving dense traces all around.

Falling into the pile of stones, Shangguan Ce spit blood in his mouth, the claw marks on his chest were extremely deep, and the internal organs and bones could be faintly seen in the depths, and the blood was flowing, and there was still a breath of air.

If he hadn't protected his chest and internal organs in time, I was afraid that he wouldn't be able to die at this time.

Retracting his gaze, Zhang Chen glanced at his paws and said, "The early Yuan Infant Cultivator is nothing more than that. ”

After that, Zhang Chen walked towards the Xuanhuo Altar with all fours.

Shangguan Ce fell into the pile of stones, staring at his back with gloomy and resentful eyes.

The broken stone pillar of the Xuanhuo Altar had already attracted the attention of the elders of the Incense Valley, and some elders and disciples rushed over when they heard the wind and were shocked when they saw Shangguan Ce lying in a pool of blood.

They didn't understand at all why Shangguan Ce was going to be cold.

The elder asked, but Shangguan Ce could barely survive with a sigh of relief, but he couldn't speak, his fingers trembling and pointing at the Xuanhuo Altar, his eyes were sad and indignant.

When the elders heard this, their eyes were full of horror when they looked at the Xuanhuo Altar, and no one dared to enter.

You must know that Shangguan Ce is the second master of Incense Valley, and even the Yuanying Monk is so miserable, what is the difference between Monk Jindan going in and sending him to death.

With an order, the elders and disciples of the Incense Valley surrounded the Xuanhuo Altar.

Then, one of the elders rushed to the depths of the Incense Valley and reported to the valley master.

The silence of the Incense Valley was broken, and the atmosphere was extraordinarily solemn.

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At this time, the bottom of the Xuanhuo Altar.

After entering the Xuanhuo Altar, the heat in the passage suddenly increased several times, which had no effect on him, but ordinary monks might not be able to stand it.

In this scorching temperature, although it is helpful for the cultivation of the disciples of the Incense Valley, it is also easy to produce heart fire, and there is a great possibility that the slightest mistake will fall into the devil.

Cultivating in such a place also has a certain impact on the heart and temper.

After a while, when I arrived at the end of the passage, there was a wooden door in front of me, and the wooden door was made of unknown materials, but it had a scorching smell.

Seeing this, Zhang Chen's sharp claws were raised, and he directly buckled the wooden door, and then grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth.

Sawdust is flying and tasteless.

"Sure enough, this Xuanhuo Altar is really extravagant, and this wooden door is actually the heavenly treasure of Zhiyang, but it's a pity that the energy is weaker."

When he was in Xiaochi Town, after Zhang Chen digested the Soul Lust and Blood Devouring Beads, the blood qi in his body skyrocketed, and the Dao Xing was already close to the late stage of the alien beast, which was equivalent to the late stage of the Yuan Infant Cultivator, so Shangguan Ce was so vulnerable in front of him.

After the wooden door disappeared, the breath in the air increased several times, and it was extremely hot.

Swallowing all the wooden doors into his stomach, Zhang Chen looked around, there was nothing but the heat wave, this kind of boring place was more boring than the black stone cave, at least there were some demon beasts in the cave, there was nothing here.

It is incredible that the old man of Shangguan Ce can stay here for a hundred years.

The inside of the Xuanhuo Altar is not bright, except for the red light reflected by the special stones, and the heat wave, there is nothing special about it.

Soon, Zhang Chen passed through the passage and arrived at a palace.

Corresponding to the altar seen from the outside, the interior is naturally a spacious hall, with a space as high as five zhang, the whole hall is circular, and the walls are the same as those seen outside, all of which are made of special red rocks, which shine with red light.

There is no carved decoration in the hall, it is unpretentious, but in the background of this huge space, there is an indescribable magnificent majesty.

Zhang Chen's gaze scanned the surroundings, and his gaze finally froze in the center of the main hall.

I saw that there seemed to be a scorching flame burning in the middle of the main hall, and the red light on the walls of the hall came from this.

Zhang Chen felt the aura around him, which was a little weird.

Thinking about it, he stepped out on all fours and walked towards the deeper part of the Xuanhuo Altar, he knew that the mother of the Six Tails was in the deepest part of the Xuanhuo Altar.

Soon, after arriving at the second altar, except for the round hole in the center upwards, the surrounding area was pitch black, but in the darkness, there was something that emitted a faint light.

Zhang Chen stepped forward slowly, and what caught his eye was a stone platform more than half a person high.

The stone platform is in the shape of a cylinder, and the whole stone is completely different from the red rock around it, exuding a faint coolness, and the shimmer of light from the stone pillar is constantly changing colors.

Sometimes reddish, sometimes purple......

In the middle of the stone platform, there is a ring-shaped dent, next to which are engraved three characters:

Xuanhuojian!

Seeing this, Zhang Chen looked down at the Xuanhuo Jian hanging on his chest, and raised his claws slightly to take it down.

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