A fire dragon composed of flames flying wildly in the air, this ownerless thing, immediately attracted countless greedy eyes, and the martial artists who stepped into the Nine Turns Realm snatched it one after another.

"Ahh It's hot! ”

"This thing can't be touched!"

However, when those guys finally caught the little fire dragon, they were burned by the terrifying heat emanating from it, and they were too frightened to touch it again.

When everyone was grabbing it, Wei Yuan swooped down and fell to Master Zheng's side, at this time Murong Qing was taking care of him, but with such an anxious expression, he was obviously a little helpless.

Master Zheng's lips were pale, and his whole body was dying, but when he saw Wei Yuanlai, a smile appeared on his face.

"I ...... Succeed...... ......," Master Zheng said weakly.

Wei Yuan nodded, and immediately took out a bottle of pill from the Qiankun bag, which was the hundred alchemy pill that Fan Yan gave him.

Master Zheng stretched out his hand to stop him, then shook his head and said, "My life counts...... It's over, but it's ...... Can you take this Hellrock Dragon Lance...... Forged, I'm ...... No regrets, master...... I watched it in the spirit of heaven...... I guess it will be very gratifying. ”

Immediately, he looked up at the martial artist who was fighting in the air for snatching the Prison Rock Dragon Spear, and a touch of ruthlessness gradually appeared in his eyes.

"Hellstone Dragonlance, though...... Never ...... Fall on that group of bastards...... of the hands, I hope ...... Can you take it back, you...... Can it be done? Master Zheng said weakly.

"Definitely!" Wei Yuan's eyes flashed with determination.

"I ...... No...... Look at the wrong person! ”

Master Zheng smiled and gently patted Wei Yuan's shoulder with his palm, and then his eyes closed, and the palm on Wei Yuan's shoulder slipped down weakly, and a golden circle fell down Wei Yuan's shoulder.

Wei Yuan's eyes quickly grabbed it, and then his body trembled, and another person who had helped him died in front of his eyes.

Letting the blood and rain fall in the sky, Wei Yuan still froze, looking at Master Zheng's face that left with a smile, and couldn't let go for a long time.

Murong Qing's plump chest rose and fell violently for a while, and then she breathed a long sigh of relief, looked at Wei Yuandao, and said, "Master Zheng expected that on the day the divine soldier came out, someone would snatch the divine soldier, so he left a hand, and what you have in your hand is the dragon binding circle, which can help you subdue the Hell Rock Dragon Spear." ”

Looking at the glittering copper ring in his hand, Wei Yuan's body trembled even more, and then a monstrous anger rose to the sky.

He looked up at the sky with red eyes, looked at the warriors who were fighting for weapons, and slowly clenched his palms.

"You guys who have been blinded by lard, I want you to go down and kowtow to Master Zheng to apologize!"

The roar like a beast, permeating this thunderstorm, also deeply hit Murong Qing's heart, she didn't expect that a cold-looking young man would be so affectionate and righteous.

Swish!

The wind and thunder wings shook, and Wei Yuan went up against the wind and appeared in the sky.

"Pretty good?"

Wei Yuan stared at a guy, milky white energy wrapped his fist, and the wind and thunder wings slammed out, and then a fist instantly pierced the man's heart.

The viscous blood on the fist, washed by the rain, dripped down to the ground.

"Master Zheng's painstaking masterpiece, you bastards also deserve it?"

Wei Yuan was like a bloodthirsty demon god, but anyone who entered his field of vision would be killed by a crisp punch.

Suddenly, the stagnant water on the ground turned into a pool of blood due to the integration of blood.

Some people who were watching from the ground saw Wei Yuan shuttling through the rain like a killing god, and they were secretly glad that they didn't join in the fun. Based on Wei Yuan's performance of embarrassing Prince Qianling in public in the past, he knew that this was a master who was not afraid of things.

He was angered, and there was no good fruit to eat!

"Dare to provoke Wei Yuan, a group of guys who don't want to die!"

Fan Yan shook his head, he was extremely glad that he took the initiative to lower his posture and ease the relationship with Wei Yuan, otherwise, he was afraid that he would have trouble sleeping.

"You dare to touch me?"

Before one person could threaten much, he was killed by Wei Yuan's indifferent punch.

"Between heaven and earth, there is no one that I Wei Yuan dare not kill!"

Wei Yuan's cold words resounded through the sky under the clouds, causing a moment of silence in the audience.

Those warriors who rushed up because their heads were hot instantly calmed down.

Right now, they can't get this Hell Rock Dragon Lance, and they have provoked such a killing god, they have to lose their lives if they don't do it, and after weighing the pros and cons, they choose to give up.

However, there are still a considerable number of people, with a fluke mentality, and the weapons made by the Prison Rock are worth their lives.

"Let's join forces and get rid of this kid first!"

The sudden sound made Wei Yuan turn his eyes away, and when he saw that it was the murderer of Master Zheng, a young man with his head shrunk in a wide black robe, Wei Yuan was immediately furious.

However, his words did have some appeal, and some of the martial artists who were originally scattered gathered together in an instant, all staring at Wei Yuan with unkind eyes.

"Want to help?"

Looking at this posture, Fan Yan appeared on Wei Yuan's side.

Wei Yuan shook his head, "It's better to get my things back by myself!" ”

Seeing that he was so resolute, Fan Yan didn't say anything anymore, and when he went down, he persuaded Murong Qing, who also wanted to help Wei Yuan.

After all, this Prison Rock Dragon Spear was created by Master Zheng of their Kaiyuan Chamber of Commerce, and they also had part of the responsibility for failing to successfully hand over the Prison Rock Dragon Lance to the gold master.

"Let's just keep an eye on the guys who might be in the shadows." Fan Yan said, "As for those guys in the sky, leave it to Wei Yuan." ”

Murong Qing nodded her head and immediately ordered her subordinates to pay attention to the surroundings, and then she looked at the sky with some concern.

A total of more than a dozen people stood opposite Wei Yuan, all staring at Wei Yuan with some anger.

"Did you kill just now?"

"If you dare to kill my brother, I will kill you now!"

"Kill my senior brother, I don't think you kid wants to live anymore!"

In the face of these ridiculous words, Wei Yuan responded directly domineeringly, "Grab my things, those fools are innocent!" ”

This sentence undoubtedly angered everyone.

Boom!

More than a dozen people burst out of Yuan Force at the same time, converging into a huge Yuan Force of a hundred zhang, and then took off into the air, blocking the rain.

This scene made the warriors below frightened.

"Is this Wei Yuan crazy? Want a dozen twelve? ”

"Is this kid red-eyed, there are twelve Nine Transformation Realm masters on the other side!"

Although Wei Yuan was very calm just now, seeing this battle, Fan Yan was still a little worried, and Murong Qing couldn't help but clench his palms.

Wei Yuan was in a state of killing red eyes, but he did not lose his mind, and at the same time, in the face of so many Nine Transformation Realm masters, he did not dare to be careless.

At the moment when the two sides were tense, the little fire dragon turned into the Hell Rock Dragon Spear was still jumping up and down.

At this time, Wei Yuan took out the dragon binding ring that Master Zheng gave him before he died......