"You can't resist it. Break it for me!" Chu Chen burst out, and the momentum of his whole body soared again, and his incomparable strength directly shook Chen Xuanfeng's body out.

"Purple Thunder Sword!" Chu Chen's eyes were cold, and he held the long sword in his hand and killed him in the air.

Its attack speed was very fast, not giving Chen Xuanfeng a chance to react.

"Brush, poof...", accompanied by a stream of blood, Chen Xuanfeng's neck was directly slashed.

For a moment, I only felt a cold feeling, spreading all over my body, and the cold wind poured straight into my throat, and something was squeezing out.

When I looked down, it was blood, red blood, like a flood of blood, unstoppably spurting out and splashing all over the ground.

Chen Xuanfeng raised his eyes, frowned, and looked at Chu Chen, with a resentful light in his eyes.

He was unwilling, unwilling to die like this, but, unfortunately, he provoked Chu Chen, and until he was killed at this moment, everything was a little unreal.

There was a strange sound in his throat, Chen Xuanfeng still couldn't speak, his expression suddenly froze, and with a bang, he leaned back and fell straight to the ground.

"Whoever wants to die, just do it!"

Chu Chen didn't even look at Chen Xuanfeng's body, strode forward, and after a few steps, before coming to the cliff, he picked all the Yanyang fruits, and immediately put them into the ring.

The crowd still couldn't react until now, and in the blink of an eye, the strange masked warrior actually killed Yan Chuang and Chen Xuanfeng with the power of thunder, which was too amazing.

The shocking scene was imprinted in my heart very clearly, and when I thought about it at this moment, my body was still trembling.

"Yanyang Fruit, he got it alone. One person swallowed his saliva, and his eyes showed a hot color, but under Chu Chen's shock, he didn't dare to move.

Yan Chuang and Chen Xuanfeng, both of them are three cultivators of the Spirit Martial Realm, and they are both killed at this moment, who dares to make a move, unless they are not afraid of death.

These words shattered the calculations in the hearts of a small number of people in an instant.

Indeed, even Yan Chuang and Chen Xuanfeng can be killed, what are they, although Yanyang Fruit is very rare, but compared to life, it is still far behind.

Especially Wei Tao, his heart was pounding, he had provoked Chu Chen before, and his words were insulting and mocking, but now when he saw that Yan Chuang and Chen Xuanfeng had been killed, he was suddenly frightened.

However, his worries were obviously superfluous, just by virtue of his inferior eyes to Chu Chen.

After taking away the Yanyang Fruit, Chu Chen did not stop, and immediately took a step and left this place.

"Alas..."The crowd only sighed, it was originally a heat to snatch the Yanyang Fruit, but the final result was that all the Yanyang Fruit was occupied by Chu Chen, and everyone pounced, this trip was in vain.

Although he was dissatisfied, no one dared to say a word "no", in the face of Chu Chen's strong strength, who would dare to offend the martial arts world, only respect the strong.

"Oh my God, look where he's gone. Just as the crowd was about to disperse and descend the mountain, suddenly a person seemed to see something shocking, and couldn't help but open his mouth and shout, his eyes widening.

As he looked, the others looked too, and then the same look appeared as his.

The masked warrior was actually walking towards more than 3,000 zhang.

"Doesn't he want to live? Beyond the second staircase, the temperature is terrifying, and the flames can melt the iron. ”

"Not necessarily, maybe he can persevere, but what I suspect is that he doesn't want to go up there to fish for something better, right? As far as I know, many powerhouses in the Qingluo Domain dispatched a few days ago, and all of them converged on the top of the Fire Dragon Yan Mountain, and it is rumored that something good was born. Someone said in more detail.

This matter is very hidden, because they are the best in the sect, they have heard of it, although they don't know what treasures have been born, it must be very precious, but their cultivation is too low, not enough to go up to more than three thousand zhang, they can only compete for Yanyang fruit.

Even Yan Chuang, Chen Xuanfeng, and their Spirit Martial Realm triple cultivation did not dare to climb to the peak at will.

One is that the head of the sect may have warned about it, and the other is that it is too dangerous. How dangerous it is, few people can say clearly, although they are the best, but they are too young to touch that layer.

However, it was such a dangerous place, and at this moment, Chu Chen actually moved up, and the crowd was stunned for a moment, and they all wondered, what kind of demonic genius was this, acting so crazy.

Chu Chen did walk towards more than three thousand zhang, because the Cold Star Grass appeared on the top of the mountain, no matter what danger there was, he had to go, if he missed this opportunity, the next Cold Star Grass, he didn't know where it would appear, let alone when it would be, this time, he couldn't afford to waste it.

Soon, Chu Chen's body disappeared from the eyes of the crowd.

After only walking for about a hundred zhang, Chu Chen was surprised, he used a trace of Yuan Force, brushed it, and shook it into the air, with a snort, there was a sudden burning sound, and the void suddenly boiled.

"More than 3,000 zhang, it's really terrifying, and the fire vitality has actually reached this point. ”

Seeing the reaction of a trace of Yuan Force rubbing against the air, Chu Chen's eyes showed a touch of horror, no wonder those young martial artists didn't dare to come, and this was just a hundred feet away, and they didn't know what danger was when they went up.

"Looks like you need to be careful. Thinking like this, Chu Chen climbed towards the top of the mountain.

The peak of Huolongyan Mountain, which is a large undulating rock, is like a sharp sword, cutting off the sharp peak from the side, and on the top of this mountain, there are infinite flames burning, like blooming red flowers, incomparably spectacular.

In the center of the mountaintop, there is a magma lake, in the shape of a funnel, in which the thick magma water is tumbling, making a gurgling sound, like boiling water, as the layers of bubbles explode, one after another fire gas rushed straight to the sky, the scorching temperature, as if the void was about to be burned.

And at this moment, on the top of the Fire Dragon Flame Peak, there were more than a dozen middle-aged people and old men, spreading a strong aura on their bodies, blocking all the fire qi that came to their faces.

Now, all these people were fixed on the lake of magma, with a burning heat in their eyes, but no one dared to approach it, and they all stayed a hundred feet away.

"Looking at the momentum of this magma, the birth of the Cold Star Grass should be about two days away. An old man in a brown robe squinted his eyes and spoke out loud in a hoarse voice.

"I've been waiting for five days, and I don't care about waiting for two more days, what's the matter, Lord Muge, are you in a hurry?"

More than a dozen feet away from the brown-robed old man, a middle-aged man with a solemn face spoke, his voice was sonorous and powerful, with a sense of oppression, just moving his lower lip, and the words came out loudly, even if they were far away, they could hear it very clearly.

"In my life, the old man really hasn't been in a hurry, but the cold star grass has a very important role for me. When the gray-robed old man said this, a sharp light shot out from his cloudy eyes, like a sharp sword, piercing the void, and soon disappeared, and his face returned to normal