"Perfect!" the flaming wind stared at the bloody hole as if admiring a great work of art.

"Thank you for your help, Blazing Wind. My name is Shen Huan. "Shen Huan now completely trusts this young man of the Yan Clan who is bent on blocking the altar gods.

"Good name. You must have come up with your own name, I really envy you...... Don't thank me. Next, it's up to you. If I return to the clan and find that everything is calm, I will not spare you. As he spoke, the flaming wind gathered a small cloud of flame in the palm of his hand.

"Don't worry. "It's about Shenhuan's own life, and Shenhuan naturally can't afford to lose.

Looking at the back of Shenhuan leaving, the flame majestic wind was in a somewhat complicated mood.

As he had told Shenhuan, he did have a deep hatred for the old gods at the Altar of Flame. If there was anything that could block those old gods, he would naturally be happy to see it happen.

But Flame Storm also knows exactly what kind of place the Flame Altar is.

Shen Huan wants to go to the Flame Altar to steal something, if what he steals is an item that can affect the fate of the entire race, then what he brings to the Yan Clan can only be a disaster.

So Blaze Majestic Wind is actually very conflicted in his heart.

In the end, it was the intuition that made the Flame Storm decide to help Shen Huan.

It was no coincidence that Blazing Wind's instincts told him that the Yan language and the lingua franca of Divine Revelation were the same language. The Yan Clan, sooner or later, will have to go to the surface world.

And the opportunity for the Yan clan to walk on the ground is on Shenhuan's body!

"That's it, I don't want to think so much. I've done everything, let's go back and see if Dabao is running. The flaming wind shook his head, and a foehn wind blew and disappeared in place.

Another gust of wind, but quietly caught up with Shen Huan......

At the end of Kamihuan's vision, who unexpectedly passed through the Plains of Flames with the help of the Flame Might, the tops of three massive lava buildings loomed.

"It's closer. Shen Huan slowed down.

Shen Huan needs the blessing of Gang Qi to maintain top speed, and in order to avoid detection, it is best to approach slowly at a low speed.

Just after Shenhuan slowed down, the killing machine came again behind him!

Shenhuan turned around, but the expected double dagger did not appear.

"Here, do you still dare to use your sword qi?" the cold voice of Xueli came from the air.

"If I don't use sword energy, I won't be afraid of you. ”

Xueli was right, Shen Huan really didn't dare to use sword qi here.

The use of sword qi requires an explosion of sword intent, and the momentum and movement of sword intent are three points stronger than the explosion of gang qi.

Bursting out of sword intent and using sword qi so close to the Flame Altar, even if he could save his life, this mission could be regarded as a complete failure.

Failure, for Shenhuan, means death by poison.

Therefore, not to mention the sword qi, Shen Huan didn't even dare to use the gang qi too much.

"What does it feel like to be restrained? And in my invisibility state, I can still use Gang Qi without alarming those Yan Clan guys. Xueli's voice added a hint of mockery and pride, "Now, how much chance do you think you have......?"

"You can give it a try. "Shenhuan showed no weakness.

"As you wish. ”

The words fell, and the cold dagger arrived!

Not far in front of Shenhuan, a short dagger appeared out of thin air and slashed at Shenhuan's throat.

Shenhuan asked the heart sword to block, and was about to fight back, but the dagger disappeared again.

"Do you feel your powerlessness in the face ......of the Shadow Technique?

Shen Huan was not affected by the language of blood separation, because he knew that the Shadow Concealment Technique was not invulnerable! In the previous battle, Shen Huan had already vaguely sensed some clues.

The dagger is again!

The moment the dagger emerged from the air, Shen Huan used "Time Rewind"!

Not to dodge, but to see the slightest flaw that may be revealed when a person or thing appears and disappears with the help of the Invisible Skill at a slower flow of time!

Shen Huan's Sword of Conscience pinpointed in front of the dagger, causing the blood to return to futility again.

"How about two daggers this time?"

Twin daggers at the same time!

The Sword of Inquiry in Shenhuan's hand, but almost at the moment when the double dagger appeared, he stabbed straight out and cracked the "Dance of Two Butterflies" this time!

Shen Huan can already detect the traces of the appearance and concealment after using the Concealment Technique! It's just that he can't grasp the position of the Blood Separation Concealment Technique and the use of the Concealment Technique.

Progressing in battle is a terrifying talent that Shenhuan has overlooked!

"The response was quick. But will it save your life?"

Shen Huan's heart moved, not because of the content of Xueli's words. It's because of all his previous speculations about the Hidden Shadow Technique and his listening to the sound of Xueli's voice, he seems to have some eyebrows about Xueli's current position.

"'Dance of the Twin Butterflies' is the double dagger technique I have used the most over the years, but that doesn't mean I won't use the assassination technique......"

Another sentence of blood separation made Shen Huan further connect all the clues in his mind.

"For example, what I'm going to use next is what you will do too, 'Assassination Technique-Instant Heart'!"

As soon as the words fell, Shenhuan turned around sharply with a faster step, grabbed the placket of the windbreaker with his right hand, and danced around his body!

The dancing trench coat unfolds countless hidden blades, and it is the return of the death metal storm!

"Assassination Technique - Bloody Cloth Hundred Blades Kill!"

Xueli, who was in a state of concealment, was caught off guard by this sudden "Bloody Clothes Hundred Blades Kill", and suddenly appeared in shape, the black windbreaker on his body was cut to pieces, and there were nearly 100 small wounds on his body!

"Poof!" Xueli spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell to one knee, obviously not lightly injured.

Unable to kill Xueli with a single blow, Shenhuan was not surprised.

With this blow, Shen Huan did not use all his strength. In fact, in order not to alarm the Yan people at the Flame Altar, this time, the "Bloody Cloth Hundred Blades Kill" Shenhuan only used the Gang Qi equivalent to the Yellow Rank.

can severely damage the blood separation, and the result is already better than Shenhuan expected.

"You ......" Xueli stared at Shenhuan, unable to tell what kind of look it was.

"Accept your failure?" Shen Huan raised his sword and walked towards the kneeling blood part.

"Hmph!" a cold snort, and Xueli's figure disappeared into the air again.

God was stunned. He didn't expect that Xueli would be able to use the Shadow Concealment Technique in such a state.

The hidden body of the blood is completely silent, so that Shen Huan has no way to start.

Through the previous battle, Shen Huan has been able to capture the flaw in the moment when the blood is away from the use of Gang Qi in the hidden state.

But if there was no movement in Xueli, Shen Huan would still not be able to figure out his position.

However, the wound caused by the blood was no longer able to hinder Shenhuan's actions at the Altar of Flames. This also made Shenhuan a lot easier.

After all, when a praying mantis catches a cicada, no one wants a dangerous yellow finch behind them.

The Altar of Flame is a large square altar divided into three tiers with one hundred and eight sulfur flags. Three massive lava buildings surround the Altar of Flames, a resting place for the worshippers.

On the long table at the top of the altar, there are several commonly used props in sacrifices, and the one in the center is the target of Shenhuan this time - the Flame Elixir!

Today it seems that there is no sacrificial activity, and there are no flag-guarding guards even on the three-tiered square altar, only a few sporadic figures, walking around the altar, seemingly non-combatants in charge of cleaning and other work.

Although there were only a few people, Shenhuan was extremely careful. Because as long as anyone makes an abnormal sound that they shouldn't make. Shenhuan this time, it can be regarded as a waste of previous efforts.

"One on the first floor, two on the second floor, and one on the third floor. Shen Huan carefully observed the movement routes and patterns of the four people.

Assassinate......

Although Shen Hwan often uses assassination techniques, his fighting style is far from assassination.

This time, Shen Huan is about to pick up what he learned in the Bloody Clothes Camp again......

Shen Huan quietly touched the bottom of the altar, and his body slowly slid against the stone wall of the first layer.

When he came to the corner, Shenhuan could already hear the sound of "rustling" sweeping the floor.

Sure enough, it was the non-combatant in charge of cleaning.

Although these non-combatants also possess the lava appearance of the Yan Clan, they are unable to manipulate fire and lava, and can only choose to sweep in the same way as humans in the surface world, little by little.

Shen Huan did not turn away, but continued to lean against the wall, avoiding the gaze.

The floor around the corner is clean, and you can tell at first glance that it has just been cleaned.

Shen Huan took out a flying knife from under his trench coat, and gently pushed it against the ground, and the flying knife slid out of a distance and stopped quietly on the ground.

The light refracted from the surface of the knife quickly caught the man's attention.

"Strange, didn't it just be cleaned over there? Why is there something again...... Fire God above, don't tease me, poor servant......" The voice of doubt grew closer and closer with the sound of footsteps.

"Huh, what is this?" the man saw the appearance of the flying knife, and couldn't help but take a few steps forward, wanting to pick up the flying knife to see what it was, "I don't think I've seen anything like this, what ......?"

Before he could speak, his mouth was covered by Shenhuan, and he couldn't make a sound.

With a single effort of his arms, Shenhuan twisted the neck of the Yan tribesman and sent him to see the god of fire.

Shen Huan dragged the man's body to the corner of the wall to make sure it wouldn't be spotted by the other three, and then quietly climbed up to the second floor.

The two men on the second floor were almost always half a side apart on the square altar.

What gave Shenhuan a headache was that the two were still chatting while cleaning.

"The High Priest seems to be very angry these days, do you know why?"

"It is said that during the sacrifice the day before yesterday, the fire oracle said that our Yan clan had difficulty with swords. After the high priest told the patriarch, the patriarch said that war was a normal thing, and there was nothing difficult or difficult. ”

"Oh, that's right...... Actually, I think the patriarch is right. Isn't war a daily occurrence? What is there to worry about? ”

But the high priest said that this time was different, and that if we were not careful, we would be in great trouble. ”

"The high priest is too old, perhaps because presbyopia is wrong. It's always been us who go out to attack the Dark Clan and the Black Clan, who can hit the lava field?"

Shen Huan, who was holding his breath, was horrified in his heart, of course he knew what the difficulty of this sword soldier was, and this fire oracle was too accurate!