"Jie Ji, don't worry, hold on for more than a thousand years, the position is still yours!"

As soon as the words fell, Tang Ping's appearance quickly regained his youth, three eyes appeared in the center of his eyebrows, and his golden body broke through the roof.

"This ...... Meal Xia?? ”

Even if he was in danger, the hustle and bustle, who was still light and breezy, couldn't help but widen his eyes and be speechless when he saw this scene.

This is a meal xia can never be wrong, his father Worship Fire King is this realm, and the breath of this realm is clear.

Rumble!

The golden body broke through the roof, and the huge head of the house stared at Nanluhua.

Nanlu Hua's hairs are rising, oh no, he doesn't have hair, but this feeling is a reaction peculiar to any creature in the face of danger.

Unbelievable, this person in front of him turned out to be a Jade Ding Immortal who was known to be not good at fighting.

Nan Luhua was so remorseful and afraid, regretting that he shouldn't provoke this person.

"Woo!!"

Frightened, Nanluhua chose to take a risk, and countless fire dragons flew towards Tang Ping.

Bang bang bang!

The fire dragon exploded on Tang Ping's body, and all the things in the divine fire cover melted, only Tang Ping was indifferent, the real gold was not afraid of fire refining, and the flames had no effect on him.

Although it was a spell passed down by the Candle Snake, it was not used by himself after all, so it couldn't cause any damage.

"Damn it!" Nanlu Hua took out two more scales.

"Hey! Wait a minute! ”

Tang Ping's arm passed through the flames and grabbed Nan Luhua's body, and then pressed slightly.

Bang!

Nanluhua's Baizhang Dharma Body was pinched and exploded, returning to its normal human form, like a small black insect being held in his hand, and like a monkey trapped in Wuzhi Mountain in the myth of his previous life.

"Tsk, these two scales are mine, don't waste them." Tang Ping scoffed.

"Shameless! Scum! If you take away my inheritance, you will not die well!! ”

Nanluhua's eyes were red, and he looked at Tang Ping with resentful eyes, eager to sleep with meat and blood.

Tang Ping sneered and said happily: "Your ancestors and grandchildren are all the same, all of them are shrewd and calculating, and they boast of being smart but extremely stupid. The old guy of the King of Nanlu said the same thing before he died, but if it wasn't for your calculations, how could I kill you? ”

Tang Ping was originally not interested in the location of the Bright Candle Divine Palace, but he just wanted to find a vest to avoid some young people from coming to harass, especially the people of the Wuxia Ancient Kingdom, if he hadn't joined the Bright Candle Divine Palace, with Du Yu's incident, it would be enough to make himself troublesome for a while.

If it weren't for the king of Nanlu calculating himself, he would not have become the palace master.

Hearing that the old ancestor also died in the hands of Tang Ping, Nan Luhua was completely dumbfounded, and suddenly lost his fighting spirit.

Therefore, in addition to relying on one's own struggle, a person's life must also look at the ...... of history Ahem, let's not talk about it, let's get some sleep first, and someone will pick you up later. ”

Tang Ping knocked Nanluhua unconscious with one finger, but did not remove the canopy.

Instead, he turned his head to look at a flame in the middle of the fire, which was suspended in mid-air.

Although there are flames all around, the flames in front of me give people a completely different feeling.

As if sensing Tang Ping's gaze, the flames contracted, transforming into a young man with red hair and red eyebrows.

"Human, viviparous."

The Underground Master saw this man's heels.

"Your Excellency has great powers, and you will lose in your subordination." Seeing that Tang Ping didn't make a move on himself in the first place, he also knew in his heart that he still had use value.

Tang Ping said: "It's nothing, this seat and the people of the Southern Foot Country are not in the same group, but after all, you invaded the territory of this seat, and just left, it is always a little inappropriate, so let's briefly talk about the situation of the Fire Worship Country." You only have one chance, and if you find out you're lying, kill you on the spot!! ”

"Yes!" The wind clamor talked about the situation in the country of fire.

The Fire Worship Country says that it is a country, but it is actually a tribal alliance.

Hundreds of clans, large and small, are ruled by a small number of fire-worshipping tribes, and the largest tribal leader is the king.

These fire-worshipping tribes are collectively known as fire-worshippers.

The Fire Worship King is the person with the strongest bloodline ability, and the next generation of Fire Worship King is also selected according to this aspect.

What the wind and noise comprehend is the social fire, also known as the stove fire, which is the general name of the flame used by the people in every household, with a wide range of distribution, everywhere, and there is civilization only with the stove fire.

Therefore, the ability of social fire is a clone, which is divided into thousands of people, and has a strong ability to regenerate.

Usually turn into flames and let every household use them, the more people who use them, the faster their cultivation speed, the more they will differentiate, and they can go to the place where a certain flame is located at any time.

Today's attack on the southern foothills of the country only accounted for thirty percent of the credit, and most of them were still clones of their own.

"This ability is good, it seems that you are the next generation of Fire Worshippers."

Tang Ping looked at Feng Huan's gaze with some interest.

This person has great use value, maybe like Wei Shuang, or Wu Ji.

As for which one is better, it depends on the performance of this guy.

Tang Ping still hoped in his heart that he could sincerely take refuge like Wu Ji, instead of letting himself be controlled by special means.

The magical power of the wind and bustle reminded Tang Ping of some kind of immortal.

"The palace master must have misunderstood, I am the eighth oldest in the family, and I can't compare to my two brothers in terms of seniority, and I can't compare to my two brothers in terms of bloodline."

There are also two stronger brothers on the head of the wind and hustle, one has the blood of Shenhuo, and the Shenhuo is Nanming Lihuo, and the killing is unparalleled. One has the fire of the sky, the fire of the heavenly palace, which is eternal, can kill people, and can give birth to people.

The two are the most powerful contenders for the throne of fire worship.

The country of fire worship is a tribe, and the tribe must be accompanied by bloody expansion, and the mother clan of the wind and bustle is not actively joined, but is conquered, and the men are killed, and the women are rewarded. The mother of the wind was rewarded to the Fire King, and he was born.

Therefore, Feng Huan's own status is relatively low, and he is often looked down upon by others, and he can't compete with his brother, so the scope of his jurisdiction is relatively remote.

This place close to the southern foothills is bound to not be a prosperous place, and it will even be invaded by the people of the southern foothills from time to time.

The country of fire worship is not as cohesive as ordinary countries, and the tribes often do their own things, as long as they pay tribute, it is undoubtedly very dangerous to guard this place, which shows what its status is.

"Then you're a concubine?" Tang Ping's eyes lit up terrifyingly, as if he had seen some kind of rare treasure.

"Well, there is no such thing in the Fire Worship Country, but from the perspective of status, it is true."

"Haha, I like the concubine."

Tang Ping's words frightened this flame worshipper into feeling the long-lost cold, and he couldn't wait to fight the spot.

"Don't get me wrong, do you want to be a king? Impress those who look down on you and pay back all the humiliation of the past? Tang Ping's tone was tempting.

"Haha, I'm willing." Feng Huan simply agreed, Tang Ping's strength is about the same as his father, so why don't you want such a person to become your own backstage?

Besides, I can't get out if I don't agree.

Soon, the two reached an agreement.

Tang Ping didn't ask for anything, nor did he make any plans. Just let the wind go about what you do, don't reveal your identity, and meet at the agreed place every once in a while.

Tang Ping looked at Wei Hu, who had been waiting for a long time not far away, and said, "In the future, you will hand over with the arrogant son." ”

"Yes!"

Wei Hu was not injured under Tang Ping's protection.

After that, Tang Ping turned his head to the wind and said: "The sky will dissipate for a while, we will stand too conspicuously like this, give you a great achievement!" ”

"What's the deal?"

"Listen ...... Well"

Outside.

A group of snake people and other aliens waited, they had already dealt with the people of the Fire Worship Country, and now they were just waiting for the results under the fire curtain.

An elder of the snake people clan said confidently: "Don't worry, the Jade Ding Palace Lord and the Great King will work together to take down the thief." ”

They are all henchmen, so they naturally know what will happen inside, no matter what, it is always King Hua of Nanlu who comes out alone.

The crimson canopy is like an inverted giant bowl of flames, and the majestic heat makes people dare not approach within ten miles.

At this time, the flames gradually dissipated, the heat dissipated, and the heavens and the earth returned to coolness.

The scene inside appeared in front of everyone.

"Nanlu Hua!! How dare you kill him! The old man fought with you! ”

The sky dispersed, and Tang Ping's incredulous roar was heard.

I saw a red glow all over the sky, and a red-haired young man's hair danced wildly, like a ghost descending, surrounded by countless flames forming a humanoid flame Dao soldier.

Tang Ping and his disciples were separated, and they were besieged by many Taoist soldiers, and suddenly, the man turned into a flame and slapped Tang Ping in the chest.

"Wow!"

Tang Ping spat blood from his mouth and flew upside down, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Immediately after, Feng Huan looked at the other people in the Bright Candle Divine Palace, and the moment these people met Feng Huan's gaze, their legs instantly weakened.

"Run!"

"Help!!"

I thought it was a soft-footed shrimp, but it turned out to be a river dragon.

Nan Luhua is dead, the life and death of the palace master is unknown, how can the rest of these people be able to fight?

The flames burst and they were fast.

Wow!

The soldiers of the Heavenly Dao stepped on the fire clouds, and the heat wave baked everyone's faces red, sweating profusely, and their hair smelled of burning.

"Die!"

When the Taoist soldiers came to the side of the few snake people led by the patriarchs, they didn't need to fight at all, and they just blew themselves up if they surrounded them.

The flames burned, and several patriarchs turned into roasted snakes on the spot.

"Bold !!"

Roar!!

A dragon's roar shook the earth.

I saw a young man with dragon horns standing in front of everyone, and a golden dragon head sword floated beside him.

The divine sword divided the ten thousand pure gold sword qi, and with a dazzling light, it strangled all the Dao soldiers.

"Haha, it's a good time!!"

The two fight.

Fire and sword aura are flying, Wei Hu not only has super swordsmanship, but also a hard body, invulnerable, invulnerable.

The flames of the wind changed many times, this body was cut off, and the next one was born from the flames on the other side.

Neither side could help anyone, but judging from the trend, it was Wei Hu who had the upper hand, which impressed everyone who had just escaped, and recognized the strength of this stranger in their hearts.

Now it's up to him.

"Haha, I'll go!"

After a while, the wind hustle was a little unbearable, and the incarnate flame disappeared.

"Hugh away!!"

Wei Hu roared angrily, and flew in the direction where the wind hustle disappeared with his sword.

The two fought all the way to the Valley of the Fire Tree, where many people from the Fire Worship Clan were guarding, and most of these were Feng Huan's subordinates.

In the eyes of these people, the battle is another scene.

The wind has been pressing Wei Hu to fight, although Wei Hu has the power to fight back, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Wei Hu will be defeated in the future.

"Humph! It's a long time to come! I will take your head in the future!! ”

Wei Hu put down a cruel word and fled.

When the wind fell, the general under him said cautiously: "Childe, what about the others?" ”

"They're all dead."

Everyone was shocked, could it be defeated?

"But I seriously injured the palace master of the Bright Candle Fire God Palace and killed the king of Nanlu." The wind is full of confidence.

Hearing this, everyone's hearts were not happy, but panicked.

It's not a merit, it's a disaster.

What if the serpent wakes up? When a strong enemy is coming, the king will not care about them.

Three days later, Feng Huan negotiated with Wei Hu at the border, and the two sides divided the border, did not pursue each other, and declared a truce for 100 years.

This negotiation came back, whether it was Wei Hu or Feng Huan, and the two sides became famous.

The Ming Candle Shrine knew that it was Nanluhua who took the initiative to provoke, coupled with the current domestic situation, half of the masters died, and it was mainly to calm the people.

After all, it will be decades before the candle snake wakes up, and if people want to kill themselves, they can kill it in a few years, and I don't know if there is anyone behind to avenge themselves, anyway, they must be dead.

All in all, the confidence of the Bright Candle Shrine is not too much, and it is also a relationship of mutual jealousy with the forces next door, and some things dare not go too far.

In the Bright Candle Shrine, Tang Ping was lying on a stretcher, his breath was like a gossamer, the wounds on his body had not yet healed, and there was a strong medicinal fragrance in the room.

"Now that the enemy is current, this seat is not capable of taking charge of affairs, and Wei Hu will assist in handling it in the future, can you agree?"

Tang Ping asked.

"Yes!"

The diehards are all dead, and the rest are all gutless rats, and it is too late for them to evade responsibility, let alone take the initiative to resist.

There is no desire to compete for power at all.

In the following period, Wei Hu completely controlled power by means and held the Southern Foothills Kingdom tightly in his hands.

Nanlu Hua was tortured by Wu Ji, and spit out some secrets and sacrificial methods of the country of Sanssouciac, as well as the skills of using the two scales, which were fully accepted by Wei Hu.

Three years later.

Tang Ping announced the closure of the death pass, and passed the position of the palace master to Wei Hu, everyone was reluctant for a while, the death pass was broken, and it could not be broken out if it was not broken, this was the last resort of the monks.

Generally, there is a chance that you can't get out of the dead pass, after all, you can break through a long time ago.

After a long time, people defaulted to death.

So the retreat is not much different from the declaration of death.

Of course, this reluctant mood didn't last long, and everyone was immediately attracted by Wei Hu, because Wei Hu could also refine the pill.

Years passed.

The two sides cooperated happily with Fenghuan, and often exchanged materials in private.

Tang Ping didn't turn Feng Huan into a god for a long time, it was to test this guy's character, although he became a god, he could deprive Feng Huan of his cultivation at any time, but after all, it was not a brainwashing magic, the other party still had a sense of independent thinking, and it would be bad if there was an inner ghost.

Tang Ping was completely secluded, in addition to his usual cultivation, he practiced alchemy techniques, and the Danjing School's Qiongdan Divine Theory was close to completion.

The craftsmanship is much higher than the previous jade flute.

While Tang Ping was practicing, an uninvited guest was about to come from the far east.

This person was dressed in a cyan robe, riding a dragon-headed red-maned tiger body beast, and the spirit beast stepped on the cyan Lingzhi cloud.

The eyes are like jasper, the eyebrows are sunlined, the skin is like a baby, and behind the black hair, there is a true immortal.

This person came from Peng Lize, Qingyun's speed was fast, three thousand miles a day, and he was not afraid of the wind in the sky.

When he came to the territory of Chu State, he first observed for half a month, and then touched the barren mountain where the jade flute finally appeared.

The Taoist man swaggered and rode his mount, and the people below seemed to have been blinded and could not see the divine beast.

"Huh?"

As soon as I came to the barren mountain, I saw green smoke curling and the fragrance of Danhua spreading.

He came to the thatched house, the wooden door was not closed, and inside was a young man alchemist.

Just by glancing at it, he knew that this was Danjing's technique, and this man's skill was extremely high.

The eyes are facing each other.

Tang Ping's tiger body in the house was shocked, he got up excitedly, and said, "Master Qingyun? Is that you? Master? You're finally coming to pick me up!! ”

This cordial shout directly made Qingyun unable to do so.

(End of chapter)