Chapter 353: Ancestral Fire

"This is the Ancestral Fire!"

Hearing the words from Qin Tian's mouth, Takakura looked excited, and his eyes were fiery. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

But when he got Qin Tian's equally excited expression, the greed in his heart was instantly extinguished.

He is not Qin Tian's opponent!

"Let's go!"

This time, Qin Tian took the lead and walked in front.

The deeper you go, the more red the ground becomes.

"It's blood!"

Looking at the bright red liquid under the ancestral fire in front of him, Qin Tian was shocked.

"This blood must have belonged to the people who came before, who, like us, discovered this place. The one who cultivated was relatively weak and died on that pontoon bridge. As for those who crossed the pontoon, they died here!"

Takakura frowned, and glanced at the ancestral fire swaying his body with vigilance.

Gradually, Qin Tian also slowed down.

Sensing that there was more and more blood under his feet, he actually felt a little mad in his heart when he looked at his ancestral fire again.

Although he has the Fire Spirit Bead to protect his body, he can't exert all his power yet, and it's no problem to subdue the Four True Fires, but it's really not necessary to encounter the Ancestral Fire.

"That's my people!" Takakura shouted, his voice hurried.

Qin Tian also saw that at the place of the other party's finger, there was a living creature hanging behind the ancestral fire, and although the blood in his body had passed, only the shriveled skin remained.

But from the crescent moon at the center of his eyebrows, it could be seen that this was a Xingyue Clan.

Obviously, this Star-Moon Clan hasn't been dead for too long.

"I'll be waiting for you here!"

Takakura gasped, and getting closer to the ancestral fire was tantamount to killing himself.

"Sect Master of the Divine Sword Sect?!"

Behind the ancestral fire, another corpse emerged, not only its appearance was still there, but even its clothes were not destroyed.

It was also because of this that Qin Tian was able to recognize his identity from the other party's robe at a glance.

His clan robe was exactly the same as that of the current sect master of the Divine Sword Sect.

In the ten years that Xiao Feng was away, the Terran forces in the Fantasy Continent had already united with each other, and Qin Tian also had some understanding of the large and small forces.

Looking at the corpses that kept popping up behind the ancestral fire, Qin Tian's heart also began to waver, and he was hesitating whether to continue to step forward.

It was at this time that the call from the depths of his heart became stronger, urging him to keep going.

Rumble!

Huo Ran, the ancestral fire shook, and a giant hand reached out from the flames in the sky, grabbing towards Qin Tian.

Caught off guard, Qin Tian's figure was directly dragged into the flames, and he didn't even have time to react.

Buzz...

A trembling sound sounded, and a gap suddenly appeared in front of Takakura's body.

"Little one, you're alright!"

Takakura glanced at the gap in front of him, and then looked at Qin Tian who was struggling in the flames.

When he found that no matter how he tempted, the other party seemed to ignore him, his figure suddenly flashed and disappeared into the gap.

Gao Cang is gambling, staying here will be a death sooner or later, if this gap leads to a way of life, he will rush back to the clan as soon as possible, and ask the clan to cultivate as a higher person to eradicate Qin Tian.

In the past few days, he has really suffered a lot in the hands of the other party.

With his character of retribution, how can he swallow this breath.

......

Soul Continent, Imperial Spirit Sect.

After a night's rest, Xiao Feng's physical strength was restored, and his mind was no longer tired.

After Yue Xin left, Xiao Feng moved his muscles and bones for a moment, and then walked towards the Hidden Scripture Pavilion again.

At the same time, the Pavilion of the Scriptures, six floors.

A beautiful and graceful shadow was talking with a white-haired old man, these two people were Leng Danyan, the peak master of Phantom Cloud Peak, and Bai Ze, the peak master of Dongyang Peak.

"Lord Lengfeng, Shen Bao came to me again two days ago, forcing me to submit and stand on his side. Bai Ze's voice was flat, as if he wanted to test something.

Leng Danyan smiled indifferently: "What does Lord Baifeng think?"

"I refused, and I remained neutral. ”

Bai Ze shook his head, to a certain extent, he was more supportive of the woman in front of him in his heart.

After all, the other party was the sect master set by the previous sect master before his death, but unfortunately, the other party did not control that kind of power.

On the contrary, it was Shen Leopard, the peak master of Yanshan Mountain, who vaguely touched a little threshold, as long as he could cultivate the soul spirit technique, he would definitely be able to control the power of immortals.

"Lord Baifeng, I don't know what happened to your secret illness?" Leng Danyan opened the topic.

"Recently, I met a nobleman, and it must not be long before the dark disease in the body can disappear. A smile appeared at the corner of Bai Ze's mouth.

"Then I really have to congratulate Lord Baifeng in advance!"

Leng Danyan laughed out loud, and a trace of curiosity flashed in his eyes at the same time: "I don't know who the noble person you are talking about?

As soon as Bai Ze was about to speak, a breath appeared in his perception, and the corners of his mouth suddenly grinned.

"Of course, he's already here. ”

Pedal Pedal ....

A sound of footsteps sounded, and Xiao Feng's figure appeared next to the spiral staircase.

The next moment, Xiao Feng and Leng Danyan looked at each other.

Although the two people are looking at each other, their mental activities are completely different.

Leng Danyan was just looking at a person normally, and he was puzzled in his heart that the noble person in Bai Ze's mouth would actually be an ordinary person.

As for Xiao Feng, his heart was already overturned, and he didn't expect to meet the mysterious woman in the center here.

Fortunately, Xiao Feng found that the other party did not recognize him.

"I'm going to introduce you to each other. ”

Bai Ze stroked his beard and walked between the two, first pointed at Xiao Feng, and said to Leng Danyan: "This is my nobleman, Brother Xiao, Xiao Feng." ”

After speaking, Bai Ze pointed at Leng Danyan again and looked at Xiao Feng: "Imperial Spirit Sect, Twelve Peaks, Phantom Cloud Peak Peak Lord, Leng Danyan." ”

"Whew....!"

Xiao Feng exhaled a long breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and took the lead in hugging his fists.

Previously, although he had already guessed, he was still a little surprised after confirming the idea in his heart.

"Brother Xiao, I don't know if you can show me how you removed the dark disease for Lord Bai Feng?" Leng Danyan smiled in his eyes.

"This.... Dissatisfied with the Leng Feng Lord, there can be no outsiders present when performing medical skills below. Xiao Feng scratched his head, deliberately embarrassed.

"Brother Xiao, why did your voice change today?Is there something wrong with your throat?" Without waiting for Leng Danyan to speak, Bai Ze interjected.

"Ahem, cough, cough.... As you said, my throat is a little uncomfortable. Xiao Feng coughed dryly a few times, while constantly adapting his tone.

Leng Danyanhu on the side glanced at Xiao Feng suspiciously, and frowned: "Since Brother Xiao can't have outsiders present for treatment, then I can only leave." ”

After speaking, Leng Danyan turned his head and looked at Bai Ze again: "Maybe it won't be long before I can control the power of immortals, and it is far better than Shen Leopard!"

"Lord Leng Feng, what do you mean by this...."

Without waiting for Bai Ze to ask the confusion in his heart, Leng Danyan's figure had already disappeared on the sixth floor of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.