A martial king can start a sect, make friends with some county guards, become their guests, and enjoy the admiration of countless people.

Among millions of people, such a powerful existence can be born.

Wealth lies in the fact that they can get it at their fingertips.

However, the majestic Warrior King hung like a dead dog on the little skeleton's glaive, his neck split, like a dead dog slaughtered at random by a butcher, blood gushing from his wounds and dripping into the magma below.

Then, the machete in the little skeleton's hand shook, and the silver blade suddenly burst out, and the corpse hanging on the long knife was cut into pieces of minced flesh and fell into the magma, becoming part of the lava sea.

If it weren't for greed, he would not have died and continued to enjoy the noble life of a martial master.

This scene really shocked many people, and calmed down some martial arts masters who were about to move and were carried away by desire.

The little skeleton flew back and stood beside Yechen.

In the magma where the magic weapon was located, there were bursts of dazzling red fire, and more and more high-level flames gathered together, wanting to melt two high-grade materials, especially Taiyi Xingchen Gold, which attracted the most high-grade flames, and countless high-level flames wanted to drill into the interior of Taiyi Xingchen Gold like small fish, trying to melt it.

More and more high-level flames made the fire in front of Yechen more and more dazzling, as if a small sun was buried under the magma.

Yechen was silent, the little fat man's material showed signs of melting, but Yechen Taiyi Xingchen Gold still protected the original state, no matter how these high-grade flames collided, they couldn't make Taiyi Xingchen Gold loosen in the slightest.

Yechen is not in a hurry, originally in his heart, only the earth's core fire can temper this Taiyi Xingchen Gold, and the other flames are not good.

Yechen waited very patiently, having caused such a huge flame sensation so far, he believed that the Geocentric Fire must have missed this high-grade material.

"The so-called spirituality of these flames is really amazing. The little fat man looked at the high-level flame and sighed, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would really be hard to believe that there would be such a magical existence in nature.

Yechen said: "Although your materials show signs of melting, I suggest that you wait for the heart fire, otherwise, the treasures made will be inferior." ”

The little fat man nodded solemnly, it was all at this juncture, he didn't want to leave with regrets.

Yechen raised his head and said to Chang Baihui, who was lying on the side of the treasure ship and looking down: "Where can you get your red bottle, I'll fill you with some high-grade flames, that bottle is only a king-level and can't withstand the burning of the earth's core fire." ”

"Oh, that's right, thank you so much. Chang Baihui took out the red bottle and threw it to Yechen.

For Yechen, the bottle after being filled with flames can only be used once, and the flames must be refilled when they run out, but for those who cultivate flame power, they can use their martial arts to reuse, such treasures, in Chang Baihui's hands, are far better than ordinary king-level magic weapons, and with high-level flames by his side, Chang Baihui can also perceive more advanced flame power and speed up the speed of comprehension.

After holding the small red bottle, Yechen grabbed the magma void below, and the finger-sized flames were grabbed by Yechen and flew into Yechen's palm, these flames were darker and more dazzling.

The flames were very spiritually beating and moving in Yechen's hands, like little worms with life.

Yechen put the flame in the small red bottle, then closed the lid and threw it to Chang Baihui.

Chang Baihui happily took it and smiled at Yechen: "I am now determined to comprehend the fire control martial arts, which will be my hole card." ”

"Hmm!" replied Yechen.

After cultivating the fire control martial arts, Chang Baihui could survive under the masters of the Martial King with the help of these flames.

Time passed quietly, and on the gold of Taiyi Stars, a white-colored flame finally appeared, like the color of the sun, exuding a scorching temperature, and with its arrival, countless high-grade flames avoided one after another, as if welcoming the arrival of the king.

The fire in the center of the earth has finally appeared, this is the treasure in the eyes of many martial artists who cultivate flame power, and it is the power that Yechen currently knows as a scorching power.

Looking at the earth's core fire, which was as small as an earthworm, constantly trying to drill into the gold of Taiyi Xingchen, Yechen said softly: "It's not enough, it's far from enough." ”

According to Yechen's estimation, it is necessary for the earth's core fire to wrap all the Taiyi Xingchen gold in order to melt it.

Just when Yechen was looking at Taiyi Xingchen Jin, on a small stone in the magma sea, there was a third-order martial artist sitting cross-legged, this is an old man, **** upper body, lower body wearing black shorts.

A middle-aged man slowly descended from the sky and descended in front of the old man.

The old man opened his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Li Kai?"

They are both old men who have been in the magma sea for many years, and they know each other, but they are not friendly.

Li Kai smiled slightly and said, "Brother Chen, are you interested in joining forces?"

"Do you want to join forces?" Chen Jie's eyes flashed with a hint of greed, and then he hid it well, and said softly, "If things can be done, it is the best strategy to join forces." ”

Li Kai hugged his fists and said: "In this case, then I will contact other colleagues." ”

"Okay!" the old man Chen Jie replied, and then closed his eyes again.

As for how to divide the treasures they snatched, both of them did not mention it very tacitly.

Faintly, a force around Yechen secretly took shape, and the foundation of their alliance was the Taiyi Xingchen Gold at Yechen's feet.

As time passed quietly, about an hour later, more than a dozen figures suddenly crossed above the magma sea, and red flames flashed on their bodies, all of which rushed in the direction of Yechen.

Yechen's face was calm, and he smiled coldly, "Is it possible to form an alliance so soon?" ”

What one person can't get, many people join hands to get it together, this is too normal in the entire Martial God Continent, and even low-level martial disciples know about it.

The thirteen people did not strike immediately, but descended in front of Yechen, and the power on everyone's body was dispersed, and under the impression of the Martial King's momentum, a violent whirlwind formed under everyone's feet, causing the magma below to continue to rotate, setting off huge waves.

This is the power of the Martial King, every move can affect the world around him.

Li Kai stood in front of everyone, looked at Yechen condescendingly, and said coldly: "Boy, God is a good life, Lao Tzu spares your life, get out of me." ”

"Spare my life?" Yechen laughed, "You are afraid, afraid that I will kill you." ”

(End of chapter)