"Yang Chen, a disciple of Xia Yan Yunfeng, didn't intend to offend just now, if you disturb you, please forgive the elders." Yang Chen said cautiously. The cultivation of refining weapons or elixirs here is unfathomable, and they are all supreme figures on the original mountain peaks, and they have always been respected by others, and they are not easy people to get along with if they are free and loose, and if they are not careful, they will definitely cause turmoil.

"Who is your master, you let him come over, my spiritual weapon is wasted because of your refining, and the loss is not small, I don't think you can afford to pay for it. The old man had a beard and big eyes, and he looked like a man with a radiant appearance, and his pale blue robe was windless. Yang Chen was a little helpless, where did he come from in Yanyun Gate, but in this way, he caught his weakness, and it was difficult to answer or not.

With an idea in his mind, he bowed down and said, "My master has gone out to look for the elixir and has not returned, but he can't let him come over." The bearded old man said even louder: "What? Do you want to play tricks?" Yang Chen hurriedly said: "The disciple doesn't dare, I will definitely compensate for the elder's loss." The old man scolded and said, "You compensate, these are extremely precious spiritual materials, how can you afford to compensate? If you don't speak honestly, the old man will not be polite." "The old man saw that Yang Chen's cultivation was a fire system, and he expected that what he wanted to learn must be refining weapons, so his master must also be a cultivator of refining weapons, Yang Chen's ** is so magical, his master's cultivation will definitely not be bad, and it will not be much difficult to compensate for these spiritual materials. Yang Chen's master was not here, but he lost his plan, how could he compensate for these spiritual materials when he saw Yang Chen's appearance? He couldn't help but feel anxious, and his voice suddenly became stern.

Yang Chen said again: "The elder can list the list of spiritual materials, and I will find it immediately." The bearded old man snorted coldly: "Where are you going to find it, how can you be a disciple of the Qi Condensation Realm who cultivates it, isn't it a fool's dream, or honestly explain who your master is, you dare not say that I can go directly to him." The bearded old man only said that Yang Chen was afraid of being scolded by the master and did not dare to report the master's name, or Yang Chen was lying, so he blindly asked Yang Chen to report the master's name.

Yang Chen said: "I really can." The bearded old man said angrily: "Don't think that you are not my disciple and I dare not touch you, if you don't say who the master is, I will really do it, and don't blame me for treating the juniors unfairly." "The old man looks extremely rugged, but he does not lose the demeanor of an elder. Yang Chen's pestle was there, but he didn't speak. The old man was furious, and a rich fire aura suddenly gathered around his body, like a flaming hurricane rolling around him. An invisible coercion permeated all around.

Yang Chen also felt the great coercion exuded by the old man, and his body tightened to condense his vitality towards his body. Seeing that Yang Chen was not afraid, and that he was ready to fight against him, the anger in his heart was even more irrepressible, and he shouted angrily: "You really don't say it?" I saw that the flame hurricane around the old man was like a huge whirlwind flame pillar stirring the torrent of heaven and earth.

Yang Chen felt a little helpless, he couldn't tell the truth, but this old man didn't believe the lies he had made up, so he had no choice but to compete with him. The vitality surged out and converged towards the palm of the right hand, but when the vitality passed through the wrist, it was absorbed by the rosary imprint, and then I saw a ten-zhang tall Buddha appear around Yang Chen's body, and this time the Buddha directly wrapped Yang Chen, like a projection of Yang Chen. With the formation of the Buddha, there was a muffled voice, this is the sound of the Buddha chanting scriptures, and as the sound spreads, I saw a ripple in the air like a stone falling into the water, forming a qi Lang towards the bearded old man.

The flame hurricane rolled wildly, like a pillar of wind that stirred the sky, the bearded old man was furious, and his palm suddenly slapped out, and then he saw the flame hurricane rolling towards Yang Chen, and even the fire vitality in the cave was surging. The sound formed by Yang Chen's condensed Buddha Lang and the flame hurricane met and was immediately torn apart, and then quickly shattered, forming a stream of broken streams and scattering.

"Huh" Buddha's voice resounded again, at this time there was no longer a sound wave stirring out, but saw the Buddha sitting cross-legged suddenly raised his arm, the palm of his hand like a fan gently pressed, only to see the Buddha's hand burst out of the flames Buddha scattered around the flame hurricane, a full eighteen flame Buddha deep sound, suddenly formed an invisible barrier around the flame hurricane.

I saw that these flame Buddhas were also doing the same action as the projection palms of the Buddhas around Yang Chen's body, and their bodies kept changing, and the flame hurricane was actually blocked there by a strange way.

"Bang" "Bang" The meeting of the two finally formed a huge squeezing force in the air, and the air also made a popping sound at this time. As the Flame Buddha's body changed, the fire energy in the flame hurricane was being absorbed by those Flame Buddhas. In a moment, the eighteen flame Buddhas became larger, and the flame hurricane was slowly decreasing.

"Huh" The bearded old man let out a surprised sound, although he didn't make a heavy hand, it should be said that Yang Chen couldn't resist this blow at all. Now the subtle changes have aroused the strong heart of the bearded old man. The palm of his hand changed, and the flame hurricane suddenly intensified, like a rolling torrent between heaven and earth, like a wind knife that cut through heaven and earth pressed towards Yang Chen with endless momentum.

Yang Chen's body was terrifying, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth. Then his eyes froze, and he saw the figure of the Buddha around him change into twenty zhang tall, like a Buddha god in the sky. The Phantom Buddha's palm slapped violently, and the eighteen flame Buddhas around the flame hurricane suddenly shattered, and then I saw a bell condensed in the palm of the Phantom Buddha's hand, and the Buddha's palm was lightly raised, and the bell condensed by the fire vitality suddenly became larger, enveloping the Phantom Buddha in it.

The "Boom" flame hurricane broke through the air, and suddenly collided with the fire energy clock and made a bell ringing sound, which resounded through the sky. There were a few slight cracks on the Fire Elemental Clock, which looked like it was about to burst. Yang Chen spat out blood again to stain his clothes. And his posture of sitting cross-legged did not change, as if the Phantom Buddha who was in control rejected him. The flaming hurricane continued to hit the Yuan Qi Clock, and the cracks gradually increased, like thunder patterns in the sky.

With every collision, Yang Chen would suffer a lot of trauma, and he was still struggling to resist. The "Bang Dang" Yuan Qi Clock finally broke away, and Yang Chen was like a sharp arrow that suddenly plunged into the stone rock, and the edge of the cave was also a large piece of stone rock that was turbulent and rolled down.

"Bang"