With guns in both hands, the surrounding fire aura frantically converged towards the red-robed old Taoist, and more than a dozen baby-sized fireballs condensed into a dark purple, each of which had great power.

Zhang Hai's face was solemn, the power of the high-grade spirit soldier was extraordinary, and the Transformation Root Realm could fully exert its original strength, while he could only play about seven or eight tenths at most, which was the gap.

With a flip of his hand, a jade-shaped spirit soldier was taken out by him, and an emerald green Xuanwu was engraved on it, which was still obtained by him after destroying the ancestor of the Li family, and was refined by Zhang Hai and became his own thing.

It's a pity that it is now the body of a spirit corpse, and it can't use the evil sword, but fortunately, this Xuanwu Seal is a treasure of the waterway, but it restrains the attack of the flame attribute of the old man in the red robe.

Lao Dao unexpectedly glanced at the Xuanwu Seal in Zhang Hai's hand, the attributes were restrained, but he didn't care too much, the attributes could only be restrained under the premise of the same strength, but at the moment, this kid was only six layers of the spirit, and he could only exert seven or eight out of ten powers, how could he be the opponent of his own flame dragon spear.

"Lotus"

The old Taoist priest smashed the gun forward, and the dozen or so fireballs rushed down with heat, and Zhang Hai sacrificed the Xuanwu seal and transformed it into a few zhang size to protect it under his body.

"Boom" "Boom"

The flames exploded, and the sparks ignited everything around them, but these were not ordinary fires, and they would not be extinguished unless they were spiritually activated, unless they burned them all.

At this moment, the surrounding buildings can suffer, so this place is still similar to the place in the slum, there are some extremely flammable things, and suddenly the flames are monstrous, fortunately, those mortals have already fled far away when they perceive the battle around, otherwise the number of dead and injured in this fire will bring great sin to Zhang Hai.

Although he had the intention to extinguish the fire, he couldn't free up his hand at all, every time the fireball was smashed, the Xuanwu seal dropped by half a point, forcing him to continue to inject aura into it, and when the fireball was all smashed, the Xuanwu seal was already about half a minute above Zhang Hai's head, and the body was even more illusory, and he was afraid that he would not be able to hold it again.

Sure enough, he is also playing with fire, the red-robed old Taoist in front of him is much more powerful than the ancestor of the Li family, and the cultivation of the two is one is the peak of Huiling and the other is the first level of root transformation, it is just a difference in the realm, but it is very different.

As soon as the Xuanwu seal was collected, the black chess pieces of the Xingluo chessboard gathered in the middle, forming a strangulation momentum to surround the red-robed old man

"The Spiritual Realm still wants to hurt me. ”

The red-robed old man was a little contemptuous in his tone, but he was still a little depressed in his heart, don't look at him and he didn't pay attention to the things around him, but he didn't pay attention to what bluestones could be around him in the root realm, and he naturally knew about the fire around him, and the spiritual cultivation of the fire attribute was explosive The damage, the same battle is the most ferocious, such a large flame, it won't be long before a kind-hearted spiritual cultivator will come to extinguish the fire, and he can have the confidence to extinguish this kind of flame That is at least the strength of the middle level of the Hui Ling, how could he not notice the battle here.

I wanted to take Zhang Hai in one fell swoop, and I didn't hesitate to burst out of strength for this, but I didn't expect Zhang Hai to rely on a high-grade spiritual soldier to block it, and his strength far exceeded that of spiritual cultivation of the same level, and he still paid attention after all, for fear that other spiritual cultivators would find out that he had tried to restrain his power as much as possible, so he couldn't estimate it accurately.

For now, the only way to do this is to drive it out of this place, and avoid the spiritual cultivators who came to put out the fire before they can continue to attack, the red-robed old Taoist glanced at the chess pieces that came up around him, and with a wave of his spear, a circle of flames protected it.

If you want to rely on the shield derived from the top-grade spirit soldier, you can prevent it, this is a treasure placed on the fourth layer of the ancient cultivation mountain, how can it be so simple.

With a little hand, a white chess piece flew out and flew towards the black chess piece, and the red-robed old man in the flame also noticed this white piece, but he didn't care, just regarded it as a different chess piece.

As for Zhang Hai, after throwing out the white chess pieces, he didn't want to directly turn into a ray of light and escape.

"Looking for Death"

Seeing that Zhang Hai didn't care about whether he was discovered at the moment and directly turned into a light and fled, the red-robed old Taoist was also furious, pinching the trick with one hand, a light purple flame was generated in the palm of his hand, although it was weak, but the surrounding flames seemed to have met a king and wanted to surrender.

However, before this wisp of flame could play any role, the white chess piece and a black chess piece on the outermost part slammed together, and made a sound gently, and the old man in the red robe suddenly changed, and in his divine thoughts, at the moment when the white chess piece touched the black chess, a terrifying aura emanated from above, and even the aura around it was vibrating and converging.

All the black chess pieces made a buzzing sound, and each chess piece seemed to contain an aura that was about to be suppressed, just like a * barrel, as long as it was a light touch, it would make an earth-shattering explosion, and the white chess piece was precisely that ignition lock.

In an instant, without the slightest warning, the space where the red-robed old man was located exploded, and in the eyes of the outside world, the space here first shrank and then spread violently

"Boom Boom"

The power is no less powerful than that of the Transformation Root Realm Spiritual Cultivator, and he goes all out!

The surrounding houses that were still burning were directly destroyed by the accompanying aftermath, and a large pit about several feet deep appeared in the center, turning into liquid rocks and scattering in all directions, so you can imagine how big the crisis is.

Almost half of the spiritual cultivators in the small city stole their eyes, is there a spiritual cultivator of the Transformation Root Realm who is fighting, and the city lord of Jiyang City in the distance saw this scene with a chill in his heart, could it be that the battle has led to the spiritual cultivation of the Transformation Root Realm?

Why didn't Gan Fuzi say anything!

The city lord of Jiyang City began to get anxious.

"Ahem"

At this time, there was a cough from the old Dao in the center, such an explosion did not kill this old Dao, and the spiritual cultivation of the Transformation Root Realm was really powerful, but at this time his appearance was also very embarrassed, and the red robe on his body became a rag, revealing a layer of golden soft armor, and it was this layer of soft armor that blocked most of the damage, otherwise Lao Dao was afraid that he would lose half of his life, but looking at the appearance of the soft armor, it was almost destroyed.

"Poof"

Spit out a mouthful of blood, the old Taoist priest felt better, and only then did he look around, but there was still Zhang Hai's figure somewhere

"Ah......h

The old Taoist roared angrily, wanting to vent the anger in his heart, he could be said to be stealing chickens and rice this time, not only did he not catch Yan Kongkong but also accompanied a treasure, what made him even more angry was that the corpse cultivator was just a small sixth-layer Huiling.

The spiritual cultivator who chased and killed a sixth-layer Huiling in the Root Realm didn't catch it at the first time, but almost capsized in the gutter, and I don't know what it would look like to be laughed at.

Because the movement here is too big, it has attracted a lot of other spiritual cultivators to come and see the situation, and he has done such a humiliating thing, how dare the red-robed old Taoist see other people, endure his injuries, and hurriedly fly away in one direction, and when the nearest few Hui Spirits flew together, there was no one here and there except for the traces of fierce battles, and they couldn't help but look at each other.

At this time, Zhang Hai was hiding in the attic of a mortal, sitting cross-legged, his brows were tightly wrinkled together, his whole body was spasming, and the pain was very painful, his cultivation was not enough, and the white son of the Silla chessboard was originally unable to move, he could only rely on his divine thoughts to forcibly move the white son, but at the moment of the explosion, his divine thoughts were too late to take them back, and they were directly annihilated in the overflowing aura , These divine thoughts are nearly a quarter of the size of Zhang Hai, and even with the divine soul, they have suffered a lot of injuries, but fortunately, Zhang Hai's divine soul has been directly split, which is equivalent to two homogeneous existences, and after the child's divine thoughts were damaged, the part of the divine spirit of the body was transported a little in time, and the damage shared by the two divine souls was not left behind.

Taking a pill, Zhang Hai refined, and the best way to damage his soul was to meditate quietly and wait for natural recovery, or to find some heaven and earth elixir, but where did he have any time at this time, as for the effect of the pill he took was very simple, it was to suppress the pain, quickly recover the aura, and not affect the action.

"Huh"

At this moment, Yan Kongkong muttered and came to his senses, first stunned, randomly thought of something, sat up suddenly, and saw that it was Zhang Hai who was sitting cross-legged, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, now she is no longer in that translucent state, just as she was about to speak, Zhang Hai also opened her eyes.

"Miss Yan, what we discussed at the beginning was that after you came out, at least there would be a pillar of incense before they would find out that the treasury had been stolen, but in fact, the people in the City Lord's Mansion already knew that the treasury had been stolen before you came out. ”

Zhang Hai's tone was secretly murderous, and his tone was a little rushed, no wonder if he hadn't been the red-robed old man who wanted to secretly swallow it alone, and didn't dare to use all his strength and carelessness to underestimate the enemy, he would really be dead this time.

If Yan Kongkong is unintentional, it's okay, but if it's weak, it's intentional, then don't blame Zhang Hai for being polite.