"Perhaps. Those Dark Clansmen and Black Clansmen were nothing in the face of the dangers of the Flame Plains. When was the last time an army dared to attack the Flame Plains? Three hundred years ago? Or two hundred years ago? Thank you to the Fire God for giving me such a treasure land!"

That's why I said...... Maybe the high priest had misread what the fire oracle was saying......" The two continued to chat.

Shen Huan leaned against the wall and roughly calculated the position of the two from the sound of their conversation.

As one of them approached, Shen Huan gently threw a throwing knife to the ground again.

"Huh?" the man approached curiously, and the moment he reached the corner, Shen Huan dragged him over, covered his mouth and twisted his neck.

"What's going on?" asked the other, perhaps noticing the anomaly.

"It's fine. I found something interesting. Shen Huan mimicked the voice of the Yan people who had been killed.

At this moment, Shenhuan's heart was in his throat.

The method of imitating the sound of the tongue is a skill that Shen Huan has learned in the Bloody Clothes Camp, but Shen Huan has never really used this technique hidden in the depths of his mind.

I didn't need it when I was in the bloody clothes camp, and I didn't need it after I escaped.

This time, it is the first time that Shenhuan has really used the method of imitation acoustic tongue, and how similar can he learn, Shenhuan has no bottom in his heart.

"Oh, what is it?" the man didn't seem to hear anything unusual in his voice, which reassured Shen Huan a lot.

"Come and see. Shen Huan continued to imitate.

"Then wait, I'll clean up this place and come here. "The man was very conscientious about his work, and he wasn't very curious.

"Then I'll bring it to you. ”

"Okay. The man continued to clean with his head down.

Shen Huan approached step by step from behind the Yan people, still walking against the wall, in case he was accidentally discovered by the person on the third layer.

The remnants of the Yan people who were buried in the cleaning saw Shenhuan's legs, and they were a little strange: "Eh." How do your legs ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Shenhuan stepped forward and gagged his mouth.

Then, the man only heard the sound of his cervical vertebrae breaking, and his eyes went black, and he whimpered for his life.

After dragging both bodies to the corner, Shen Huan did not rush to the third floor, but re-examined the three lava-shaped buildings surrounding the altar.

Shen Huan listened carefully for a long time, and there were only a few sporadic sounds of dragging stone chairs in the three lava buildings, and there seemed to be no sign that a certain Yan person was going out.

The more you get to the end, the more you have to be careful, if you are found by someone who came out of the three lava buildings at this time, Shenhuan won't even be able to escape.

The so-called third layer is actually the sacrificial platform at the top of the altar. There was nothing on the platform except for the long table in the center, and naturally there was no cover.

If Shen Huan turned it over now, he would immediately be exposed to the third layer's vision.

Even if he chose a position that the person couldn't see and turned over, Shen Huan didn't dare to guarantee that he would be able to kill the person quietly before he turned around without using his qi and sword intent.

This time, Shen Huan threw the flying knife onto the edge of the third layer, deliberately making a little noise.

Of course, the man quickly figured out: "Hey, you two, aren't you so immoral?

The man saw that there was an extra foreign object on the edge of the edge that had been cleaned, and coupled with the previous noise, it was natural to speculate that it was the ghost of the two people on the second floor.

Shen Huan didn't answer.

"Don't think you can pay the bill without speaking! you can throw it up, and I can kick it down!" The man saw that no one was silent, thinking that the two people below were going to deny the account, and walked towards Shenhuan angrily.

As soon as he reached the edge, he was grabbed by an ankle by a hand reaching out from below, and at the same time, he was pulled hard by that hand, and he immediately lost his balance and fell to the second floor.

Before he could exclaim, Shen Huan jumped up and covered his mouth in mid-air, and at the same time dragged the man to rotate one hundred and eighty degrees in the air, turning into the unlucky egg of the Yan Clan, falling down the second layer!

In the man's frightened eyes, Shenhuan pulled out a throwing knife and smeared it on his neck.

After the flame-like eyes of the Yan clan were completely dimmed, Shen Huan let go of his hand, and a trace of white smoke came out of his hand......

Only then did Shen Huan climb up to the third floor with peace of mind and walk to the long table in the center.

In order to hide people's eyes, Shenhuan swept away the things on the table, and then left quickly.

As soon as Shenhuan ran out of the range of the Flame Altar, the Flame Altar suddenly became noisy. Shenhuan knew that the murder and treasure theft had been discovered, so he didn't dare to stay, and fled quickly in the direction he came.

After running for a long time, Shenhuan met the group of flaming monitor lizards again.

Although Shen Huan succeeded in deterring them once last time, Shen Huan would not be delusional that his "enemy" would show up again, and the lizards would pretend not to know him.

In order to avoid this group of lizards, Shenhuan made a large circle on the Flame Plains, and his unfamiliarity with the terrain and new routes delayed Shenhuan for a long time.

Just as Shenhuan was about to reach the edge of the Flame Plains, a foehn with the smell of sulfur blew!

The familiar foehn wind brought Shen Huan to a halt.

"What did you do?" asked Blazing Wind as soon as he appeared.

"Stealing the sacrificial items from the Altar of Flame. Shenhuan replied in his mouth, but there were some doubts in his heart. After all, that's what he'd told Blazing Storm before.

"Of course I know you went to the Altar of Flames to steal the sacrificial supplies, but, with the Fire God above, why did you steal that fake set?"

"Fake?" Shen Huan was stunned.

"Just now, the Flame Altar sent a fire god decree, saying that someone killed the four servants of the altar and stole the fake set of sacrificial supplies at the top of the altar, and advised that person to take the initiative to go to the Flame Altar to surrender, and anyone who knew about it immediately reported it. "As soon as I heard it, I knew you did it. The idiots at the Altar of Flames still thought it was a prank by some young man in the clan. ”

"Is the one at the top of the altar fake?"

"Of course it's fake, it's just a decoration, who would put such an important genuine product in such a conspicuous position. The real thing was kept in the high priest's room all along. ”

Shenhuan listened to it and felt reasonable.

What the Lord of Darkwave City has been longing for for a long time, the key to helping the Dark Clan's army drive straight into the lava region in his mouth, is indeed not normal to get hold so easily.

"I'll go back. Shenhuan threw the fakes in his arms on the ground, turned around, and set off again in the direction of the Flame Altar.

Looking at the back of Shenhuan quickly disappearing from view, Flame Xiongfeng was so anxious that he stomped his feet: "What are you anxious about! I haven't finished my sentence yet! Those genuine products have tracking spell marks on them, and if they are found lost, they will definitely send someone to chase you." ”

After hesitating for a while, Flame Hero made up his mind: "Forget it, help people to the end." I'll pick you up on the periphery...... However, I can't do anything to my own people, so how can I answer you...... Annoying, it's all a problem, no matter what, let's go first. ”

Shen Huan, who rushed to the Flame Altar as quickly as possible, was half annoyed and half happy in his heart at this moment.

I was annoyed that I was so sloppy that I was completely unprepared for the possibility of a fake. When you see something in front of you, you just think about how to get it.

Fortunately, he knew the flame of the wind, and with the existence of this "traitor", he was able to get the news in time. If he returned to Darkwave City with the fake Flame Elixir, it would be unimaginable. That Lord of Dark Waves is not a good person.

The non-stop running back and forth has greatly consumed Shenhuan's energy and physical strength, and Shenhuan is also very clear about his situation.

Besides, the Altar of Flames has just lost something, and for a short time, the vigilance will be relatively tight.

Eventually, Shinhwan decided to find a shelter outside the Flame Altar to rest for the day.

The terrible environment of the Flame Plains made the speed of the god's rejuvenation and physical recovery unexpectedly slow.

Shenhuan worked as a steamer for three days before he finally recovered to the best state of Gang Qi and close to the best physical state.

Shenhuan felt that if he stayed in this ghost place any longer, he would definitely be steaming alive in these heat waves.

Standing at the site of the last battle with Blood, Shen Huan looked at the Flame Altar from afar, and repeatedly calculated in his heart the possible strength of the "High Priest" in the mouth of the Flame Hero and the possibility of success in his various plans.

Just when Shen Huan hesitated, a cold light suddenly flashed in the air!

"Hmph!" Although Shen Huan was thinking about stealing the Flame Elixir, he was not completely vigilant. The Questioning Sword was unsheathed and blocked the short dagger that came at it, "You're still here." ”

"I was more surprised than you. I managed to recover from my injuries, and I thought you were gone. I didn't expect you to come back and die by yourself. There was a bloodthirsty desire in the voice of the blood.

"If I can hurt you, I can kill you. Last time, this time too. "Even if he didn't dare to use his sword intent and too much qi here, with the experience of the last time, Shenhuan was still full of confidence.

"Shen Huan...... Your self-confidence has never changed......"

"Why aren't you?"

Everyone who grew up in the Bloody Clothes Camp has absolute confidence in themselves. Because, in every close battle they experienced, any slight deviation would have led to a completely different outcome.

Faith is a very important point in this!

"Do you really think you know all about the Shadow Technique?" said a hint of mockery in Xueli's voice.

"Kill you, enough!" Shen Huan's answer was full of murderous intent.

"Well, you're about to witness my success......"

"Blood, you're arrogant. Shenhuan frowned.

"Is it arrogant, you will witness it with your own eyes......"

As soon as the words fell, dozens of flying knives in the air broke through the wind!

Shen Huan once again used the "Bloody Cloth Hundred Blades Kill"! Metal Storm knocked down these knives one by one!

After the throwing knives, two short daggers attacked!

Shen Huan judged the movements of the blood through various subtle signs in the air, and the Asking Heart Sword and the double dagger continued to fight, and the Venus was full of stars!

The fateful decision is unfolding again!