After Xie Tingfeng hummed and left the Qi house, he did not return to the restaurant, but walked around the city. One is to relieve the depression in my heart, and the other is to familiarize myself with the environment of Linglong City.

The wide, smooth streets are full of pedestrians. The warriors dressed in various family services seem to be heading in one direction.

"Are there any important events in Linglong City today?" Xie Tingfeng followed, wanting to see what was going on.

An hour later, those family warriors came to a palace-like building with a novel shape, and the gold-lettered signboard of the Refining Alliance was hung next to the door of the building, shining in the sunlight.

"This is the Refining Alliance, are they going to sign up for the Fire Fighting Competition?"

Xie Tingfeng followed the bustling flow of people and entered the courtyard.

There is a plaza in the courtyard, and there is a long queue of people who come to sign up. At the front of the line was a row of tables, and on the other side of the table sat seven or eight people wearing Refining Alliance costumes, doing the check-in. Among them was an old man, with a glint in his eyes, who was obviously a strong emperor. Around the square, there are some people watching the excitement. Xie Tingfeng stood on the edge of the square and said to himself: "I really didn't expect that there are so many people in Linglong City who have strange fires!"

"This young man, you don't seem to be from the artifact domain, right?" On the side of the square, a middle-aged man about forty years old looked Xie Tingfeng up and down, and asked.

"Haha, hello Brother Ren! I'm not from the Artifact Domain, I'm from the Divine Pill Domain,"

"It turns out that you are from the Divine Dan Domain, then you must know Dan Gongzi Xie Tingfeng!"

"I'm just a nobody, I know Xie Tingfeng, but unfortunately Xie Tingfeng doesn't know me. ”

"It's no wonder, after all, Xie Tingfeng is a dragon among people, but it's a pity that he fell halfway, not to mention him. Since you are from the Dan Domain, you must know something about alchemy. Alchemy and refining have something in common, and both pay attention to fire control techniques. Are you here to sign up for the Fire Fighting Contest?"

"Brother Ren, can people from the Outlands also see the Fire Fighting Competition?"

"Of course you can! But only if you have a strange fire in your body!"

"Thank you, Brother Ren!" Xie Tingfeng clenched his fists in thanks, and then stood at the end of the registration line. The reason why he wanted to participate in the Fire Fighting Contest was to devour and refine many different fires, further enhance the power of the fire attribute, and strengthen the fire attribute energy.

The middle-aged man in his forties was a little surprised to see Xie Tingfeng also join the registration team. Because he didn't notice a trace of energy fluctuation from Xie Tingfeng's body.

The number of martial artists who came to sign up for the competition was still increasing, and there was a long queue behind Xie Tingfeng. An hour later, there were only three warriors left in front of Xie Tingfeng.

"It's finally coming to me!" Xie Tingfeng stood for so long, and he was really a little impatient.

Just then, there was a commotion at the back of the line.

Xie Tingfeng turned around and saw more than twenty warriors wearing the costumes of the Artifact Sect, surrounded by a man about thirty years old, talking and laughing, and walked over as if no one was around.

The lowest cultivation of these Artifact Sect disciples was a low-level Martial Emperor, and the man who was about thirty years old was a Sixfold Heavenly Martial Emperor.

"Wuya, you're all here, come to the front!" the old man sitting at the registration desk greeted the Artifact Sect disciple with a smile.

"Elder Liu has worked hard!"

The man, who was about thirty years old, walked quickly forward and stood at the front of the line.

"Hello Elder Liu!"

The rest of the twenty or so disciples also greeted Elder Liu respectfully and lined up in line.

The three disciples of the other sects and clans dared not speak in anger, and they all retreated. Xie Tingfeng's body also retreated, and the whole team immediately became agitated.

Xie Tingfeng was dumbfounded all of a sudden, originally he was ranked fourth, but now because the disciples of the Artifact Sect cut in line, he has become the thirtieth.

He was about to speak, when a series of protests rang out behind him:

"Don't you talk about coming first and then coming, is it possible to go through the back door just because there are elders in your sect serving in the refining alliance?"

"yes, we've been waiting for so long, are there any rules?"

"It's not fair! it's not fair!"

Hearing everyone's protests, the more than twenty disciples of the Artifact Sect turned their faces, their eyes shining fiercely. A Triple Heavenly Martial Emperor roared viciously: "Shut up Lao Tzu! Our Artifact Sect's Senior Brother Ye Wuya has just come out of the level because of his retreat cultivation, otherwise how could he condescend to sign up with you?"

The registration team that was still excited just now suddenly quieted down, and it seemed that Ye Wuya's name had a great deterrent effect.

"Is Ye Wuya of the Artifact Sect very powerful?" Xie Tingfeng quietly asked a Heavy Heavenly Martial Emperor behind him.

"This Ye Wuya is an elite disciple of the Artifact Sect, and he has Chiyan Jin Yan in his body, who is ranked seventh on the Alien Fire List. ”

"It turns out that he is the elite disciple of the Artifact Sect who can compete with the Artifact Sharp Front!" Xie Tingfeng lined up for a long time, and he was angry, so he said loudly: "What does Ye Wuya's retreat and cultivation have to do with us, why do you want us to give him a place?"

Xie Tingfeng's words were like a pebble thrown into the surging river with an undercurrent, which immediately caused an uproar.

"Yes, why should we give him a place?" the warriors who had been silent before also shouted when they saw someone coming forward.

The middle-aged man who had been talking to Xie Tingfeng on the sidelines before looked at Xie Tingfeng, his eyes full of surprise and sadness. Although it is said that a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger, the premise is that you must have the blood of a cow, how can a sheep be a wolf with a big tail?

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

Sure enough, the Triple Heavenly Martial Emperor of the Artifact Sect rushed in front of Xie Tingfeng in one step, and punched out, his fist was like a pillar, and his momentum was like a rainbow, and he went straight to his chest!

Xie Tingfeng saw the fist coming, and he didn't dodge, or block, as if he was suddenly scared stupid.

"Senior Brother Fei Can, abolish him!"

Those Artifact Sect disciples shouted one by one, a cruel smile on the corner of their mouths.

"Ahh

A miserable scream was drowned out by a huge roar, Xie Tingfeng was punched more than ten zhang away, covered his chest with his hands, and shouted repeatedly: "The disciples of the Artifact Sect have beaten people! The disciples of the Artifact Sect have beaten people!"

"Huh, this kid is all right?"

Those Artifact Sect disciples who were originally waiting to see Xie Tingfeng vomit blood and fly away were shocked one by one. "Look at Senior Brother Fei Can, how could this be?" A disciple of the Artifact Sect screamed as if someone had choked his neck.

"Sizzle......"

Everyone followed the prestige, and couldn't help but gasp, and the cold hairs on their bodies stood on end.

I saw Fei Can of the Artifact Sect, the fist in his right hand had long been gone, and only a piece of skin was left. He was using one of the fingers of his left hand to connect the dots on his right arm to stop the blood spurting outward.

Almost no one could see how all this happened, only the Elder Liu of the Artifact Sect who was wearing the costume of the Refining Weapon Alliance on the stage, he saw that just as Fei Can's fist was about to hit the young man's chest, suddenly a thunderbolt burst out from the young man's chest, instantly blowing Fei Can's fist away. And the boy shouted nonsense, pretending to be beaten more than ten feet away.

(Tianjin)