Jiang Yan was quietly dormant on the periphery of the Eight Thousand Miles Flame Mountain, and now the entire Eight Thousand Miles Flame Mountain was a dream heart flame, and if he went in, he was looking for death, even if he was a Heavenly God's perfect cultivation, he would be burned to ashes.

You can only enter after the monstrous eruption has stopped.

Not long after, pure yang existences appeared in all directions of the Eight Thousand Miles Flame Mountain, all of them were powerful masters of the famous side, including the Iron Blood Sword Emperor.

Jiang Yan's heart moved, and the power of yin and yang condensed into a silk thread, and the voice instantly reached the ears of the Iron Blood Sword Emperor, "Brother Iron Blood, I am Gui Yuan, eight hundred miles to your left, come here!"

The Iron-Blooded Sword Emperor was taken aback, followed by ecstasy, for more than a year, the name of the Guiyuan Sword Immortal, the entire Western Xuan Domain, who doesn't know who doesn't know?

"Okay, I'll be right there. ”

For a Sword Emperor level master, eight hundred miles, a few flashes are just away.

Sure enough, the blood-red shadow flashed, and the burly Iron-Blooded Sword Emperor appeared in a hidden canyon, Jiang Yanzheng stood up with a smile, "Brother Tie, long time no see." ”

"Haha, it's only been more than a year, and the name of the Guiyuan Sword Immortal has already moved the entire Sword Emperor world, I'm very honored, oh, I almost forgot, Qingling misses you very much!"

Thinking of this, Tie Qing Ling was a little depressed, in addition to his cultivation, Tie Qingling lost his soul one day, as a father, he naturally saw his daughter's thoughts at a glance.

Jiang Yan touched his nose, snorted, and changed the topic, "Brother Tie, Dream Xinyan, what, you want it too?"

Jiang Yan thought to himself, if the Iron-Blooded Sword Emperor also wanted to fight, he would really be a little embarrassed to start.

"Haha, don't worry, our brothers are brothers, dreamy hearts, whoever gets it is whoever's. ”

The Iron Blood Sword Emperor laughed heroically.

Call.

Jiang Yan took a breath softly, this was undoubtedly the best result.

Immediately, Jiang Yan and the Iron-Blooded Sword Emperor stayed in this canyon temporarily.

Three days later, almost all the Sword Emperor-level masters in the Western Xuan Domain appeared, as for the legendary Sword Emperor masters, there was no one, it was obvious that the Sword Emperor masters had their own way to go, and the Sword Emperor-level masters did not bother to compete with a group of Sword Emperor-level masters.

Also on this day, the flames of the entire Eight Thousand Miles Flame Mountain began to extinguish, and it was clear that the volcano had reached a limit in the eruption of the Dream Heart Flame.

"Guiyuan, let's go!"

The Iron-Blooded Sword Emperor greeted Jiang Yan, and instantly turned into a blood-red streamer, and in a flash, it was tens of thousands of meters away.

"Haha, Brother Iron Blood, you're fast!"

As soon as Jiang Yan's voice arrived, he had already arrived at the side of the Iron-Blooded Sword Emperor, and then instantly surpassed the Iron-Blooded Sword Emperor.

The Iron-Blooded Sword Emperor finally saw Jiang Yan's speed, although he was very surprised, but when he thought of the other party's combat power, he smiled slightly.

To be honest, the Iron-Blooded Sword Emperor doesn't attach much importance to the Dream Heart Flame, but he can get it if he can get it, after all, he can increase some strength, and if he can't get it, it's not a big deal.

What values the Dream Heart Flame the most is the existence of some cultivators of the Flame Dao, and the attraction of the Dream Heart Flame to them is naturally self-evident, absolutely strong.

Eight Thousand Miles of Flame Mountain was surrounded by colorful streamers, heading towards the center of the Flame Mountain, and the Dream Heart Flame was on the big mountain in the center of the Flame Mountain.

At this time, Jiang Yan had already exerted the thunder and lightning light to the limit, and in a few blinks, he approached the huge flame mountain that was 10,000 meters high.

Because there are still some flames of dreamy heart flames left here, it is impossible to shuttle through the space, so everyone will move one by one and approach here.

Jiang Yan's mind swept away, there were at least dozens of pure yang true immortal-level existences here, some of which he knew.

After all, Jiang Yan had challenged many cultivators for more than a year, and there were naturally not a few people he had befriended.

"Brother Guiyuan. ”

"Guiyuan Sword Immortal, you're here too!"

They greeted him one by one, but it was obvious that at this time, the extremely red Flame Mountain, everyone didn't want to go in yet, and wanted to wait for the Dream Heart Flame to completely converge the flame energy before going.

"Wait slowly, I'll go first!"

Jiang Yan said with a smile, and after speaking, he instantly turned into a dreamlike purple sword light, and instantly drilled a big hole in the huge mountain.

"It's not good, hurry up and go in, let Guiyuan run ahead, we don't have a chance. ”

A bearded middle-aged man roared wildly, his face turned red, turned into a flash of fire, and shot towards the interior of the Flame Mountain.

These can come in are all pure yang true immortal existences, one by one, with special means, the eight immortals cross the sea to show their magical powers, and they are not afraid of the power of the flames on the flame mountain.

There are hundreds of degrees of heat on the periphery of the Flaming Mountain, and more than 1,000 degrees on the inside, but this volcano is obviously not ordinary, the materials used to build the mountain are extremely hard, and they do not melt at this temperature, they only become red, you can imagine how good the heat resistance of the stone is.

Jiang Yan exerted the Purple Ice Cold Flame Sword Qi, and soon approached the location of the Dream Heart Flame, in his divine thoughts, although the Dream Heart Flame had collected all the flame energy, the powerful and terrifying aura was as dazzling as a sun, and it could not be hidden at all.

Jiang Yan, who exerted his extreme speed, was infinitely close to the speed of light, and in a flash, he reached the edge of a strange big black stone where Dream Heart Yan was.

The black boulder was a foot high, and the terrifying heat of the person released on it burned and distorted the surrounding space, and the surface of the black stone erupted from time to time with a trace of sparks, splashing on the ground, and instantly corroding a bottomless hole.

Call.

"It's horrible temperatures. ”

Jiang Yan asked himself, if he was stained by this terrible flame, maybe he would turn to ashes.

However, as time passed, the temperature was also rapidly decreasing, and it was obvious that the Eight Thousand Miles Flame Mountain erupted, and most of the flame power was absorbed by the Dream Heart Flame.

Whoosh!

At this moment, pure yang beings dressed in different ways began to appear around, and this cave, which was a hundred zhang in size, suddenly became tense.

Jiang Yan frowned slightly, stood with the Iron-Blooded Sword Emperor, and looked around, "Everyone, wait first, when the Dream Heart Flame has gathered all the power of the flames, and then everyone will use their own abilities to capture the Dream Heart Flame, whoever gets it will be whoever, how?"

Hearing Jiang Yan's proposal, coupled with Jiang Yan's strength that surpassed all Sword Emperors, everyone naturally had no opinion.

In addition to the three major sects in the Western Xuan Domain, the other regions are controlled by one city after another, and most of the city lords have the cultivation of the Sword Emperor, of course, each city is a real big city that occupies tens of thousands of miles of territory, and a small city is not qualified to be coveted by a Sword Emperor-level master.

This book was first published in Reading Books