After breaking through the first layer of the Purple Flame Tower, Qingyang was teleported to the first layer of the cultivation space. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Looking around, I saw that the air was filled with a strong fire attribute royal qi, and that richness made De Qingyang's whole person feel very comfortable, and the stronger the fire attribute royal qi, the more beneficial it would be to his Red Flame Divine Body.

And not far away, there was a red spar about three zhang in size, and it seemed that this rich fire attribute royal qi was emanating from this spar.

"Sword Elder, what is this?" Qingyang asked in his heart.

"Fire Spirit Stone, a kind of cultivation holy object, such a large sect as Ziyanmen, it is not surprising that there is such a thing, and if I guess correctly, if you go up one level, you can see a higher-level Fire Spirit Stone. Jian Lao replied lightly.

"I see..."Qingyang nodded, thoughtfully.

At the same time as seeing the Fire Spirit Stone, Qingyang also found that within ten miles of the Fire Spirit Stone, there were figures cultivating on the futon with their knees crossed, and it seemed that the closer they got to the Fire Spirit Stone, the better the cultivation effect.

Seeing this, Qingyang immediately noticed that there was still a vacant seat there, and immediately walked up, and just as he was about to sit down, a voice came from behind him.

"Get out of the way!"

Hearing this, Qingyang's brows furrowed slightly, and when he turned his head to look, he saw a tall and strong fierce man standing at the entrance of the formation, obviously he had already passed this first layer of trial. There was a thunder symbol on his purple clothes, and Qing Yang recognized the other party as a disciple of Heavenly Thunder Peak at a glance.

Wan Jun is an old student who is not weak in reputation on Tianlei Peak, and he would not have done this kind of bullying of his junior brother with his temperament, but the temptation of the medium-grade Wang Shi thrown by Li Jian is too great, and with this medium-grade Wang Shi, he has the hope of breaking through.

For him, there is nothing worth mentioning to teach an arrogant newcomer a lesson.

He walked slowly, every step was very calm, and the fluctuations of his royal qi slowly diffused out as he walked, and the intensity was much stronger than that of Qingyang. His bronze bell-like tiger eyes were staring at Qingyang with disdain at the moment.

"I said, get up. Wan Jun raised his eyebrows, and his tone was not good.

Hearing such words again, Qingyang's brows stretched slightly, revealing a bright smile, and said, "I'll come first." ”

"Come first? Hmph, who of the people here doesn't know, this seat is reserved by my Wan Jun, and now you are grabbing my seat, do you know what the consequences are?" Wan Jun sneered and said.

The people on the side seemed to have been interrupted by the conversation between Qingyang and Wan Jun, and at this moment they saw that the latter was Wan Jun, and immediately hid away, it seemed that this Wan Jun had a lot of power in this first layer.

"You booked this seat?" Qingyang said with a smile on his face.

"Yes, get out of the way!" Wan Jun's tone was cold, and with his tall and mighty body, it was also a little convincing.

"Is it yours that you say it's yours? It's yours? That's yours?"

"Why don't you say that this Purple Flame Tower is you?"

"Why don't you say that this Ziyanmen is you?"

"Why don't you go to heaven?" Qingyang retorted with a smile, and in the end, his smile completely became cold and sharp, since someone was going to cause trouble, he couldn't calm things down.

"You!" Wan Jun's face was completely gloomy, and those who knew him well knew that he was already angry.

"It seems that the current rookie disciples are very arrogant, as a senior brother, sometimes they have to teach a lesson. Wan Jun's eyes narrowed, and he smiled contemptuously in his heart, and he really took the bait.

Seeing Wan Jun's expression, Qingyang guessed in his heart that this guy had nothing to do to cause trouble, otherwise who would be so bored to quarrel over a position?

Thinking of this, Qingyang shook his head and said coldly: "It seems that I really have a lot of enemies, but I don't know who sent the doglegs." ”

Hearing Qingyang scolding him around the corner, Wan Jun was stunned, and he was completely angry: "You are looking for death!"

Airplanes!

Wan Jun's royal qi swayed suddenly, and a whirlpool appeared behind him, and the color of the whirlpool was orange - orange whirlpool!

Seeing the orange vortex behind Wan Jun, Qingyang's eyes lit slightly, and at this moment, the latter's fist was already roaring with a violent wind.

Seeing this, Qingyang's arm quickly ignited Ziyan, and the same punch blasted out, Ziyan Arm Realm!

Bang!

A dull sound suddenly resounded in this space, and the dust on the ground was swept away by the impact of the air wave, and the temperature in the air became even hotter in an instant.

"Hmph, Ziyan Arm Realm, there are two brushes, but this is not enough!" Wan Jun withdrew his fist, followed by the whirlpool behind him, and also punched out again, only this time his arm was also burning with Ziyan.

"The Purple Flame Arm Realm is not your patent. "As one of the outstanding freshmen of the previous session, he naturally has cultivated this Purple Yandian.

This punch was swung out, not only carrying the powerful power of the Orange Vortex Realm, but also carrying the Qi suppression of the Orange Vortex Realm, under which Qingyang could not dodge.

"Since you can't dodge, then defend it!"

"Ziyan Serial Fist!" Qingyang's eyes flashed, and the red vortex behind him turned wildly.

Bang bang bang!

The fists of the two bombarded together frantically, once, twice, three times, and in the process, the purple flame shot out, smashing the ground around them into potholes, and many people around them broke out in a cold sweat at this scene.

The more he fought, the more Wan Jun felt that something was wrong, how could this kid's fist be so strong, that fist was like steel, and Wan Jun's arm was faintly numb, while Qingyang, on the other hand, was still calm on his face and breathing evenly.

"This kid... It's a bit evil!" Wan Jun was slightly angry, and the royal qi vortex in his body rotated extremely quickly, and the next moment, a more powerful force surged out of his arm.

"Lei Yan Fist!"

Lei Yan Fist is the proud king skill of the Heavenly Thunder Peak Thunder Brake, the power is comparable to the third-class mid-grade king skill, Lei Yan is intertwined on the fist, it is so that the air is squeezed away, the moment the fist is swung out, there is a harsh sound sounding, which makes people tinnitus.

Swish!

However, to Wan Jun's surprise, his punch actually missed, what about people?

By the time Wan Jun found out, Qingyang's figure had already appeared on his side, and the fist shadows filled with strong purple flames had already fallen overwhelmingly, how could Qingyang, who had cultivated the Seven Star Flame Steps, stand in place stupidly and be beaten by the other party.

"Oops!" Wan Jun exclaimed in surprise in his heart, seeing the fist shadows rushing from the gap on the side, and the royal qi around him surged violently.

"Purple Flame Protector - Purple Flame Shield!"

Wow!

Almost at the same time, the Wang Qi around Wan Jun's body seemed to have spirituality, and took the initiative to gather at his side to form a purple flame shield, and at this time, the fist also fell in response, bang bang!

However, Qingyang's fist landed on a heavy purple flame shield, which did not work at all, and it fell short.

"It's... The second layer of the Purple Flame Classic?!" Qingyang's heart jumped, and he recognized that this was the second layer in the Purple Flame Classic, if the first layer was the technique of attack and killing, then the second layer was the technique of defense, just like the Purple Flame Shield in front of him, the realm was as its name suggested, and the Purple Flame protected the realm.

"Hehe, boy, I'm going to break your hand!" Wan Jun took advantage of the moment when Qingyang lost his mind, and the fist in his right hand carried Lei Yan like a heavy hammer and blasted down.

Lei Yan Fist!

If this punch is smashed, I'm afraid that Qingyang's arm will really be broken, and the situation will become very critical.

Of course, Qingyang naturally will not sit still, even if the other party is in the Orange Vortex Realm, if he really wants to fight, he may not be able to get the benefits of the other party.

"Stop! Wan Jun, what are you doing here!" Suddenly, a coquettish voice suddenly sounded.

At the same time, a Ziyan Pilian, who was stronger than Qingyang and Wan Jun, was like a whip and slammed between the two, and with a snap, the figures of the two were bounced out of more than ten meters at the same time.

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