No matter how powerful the people in the cultivation world are, after all, they are still flesh and blood, and they have not reached the realm of a strong man who is not immersed in water and fire.

As time passed, the fire raged and smoke billowed out. The scorching flames were baking the four of them, and if they continued to fight like this, sooner or later they would have to be turned into roast chickens.

The competition had to end hastily, and each escaped for his life.

After all, Mao seems to be old and has experienced a lot, and he is not flustered when he encounters such a thing, and after hearing the heart-rending shouts of any one on the hill, he quickly found him, and used his spiritual power to open the way all the way, and finally escaped from the fire.

"Ahem, cough, cough~~~ Oh, my mother, alas, I almost didn't choke to death. ”

As soon as the spiritual power shield was untied, he choked on the smoke and made his nose and tears fly.

"Stinky boy, what's the matter? I'm afraid that the old man will leave you and run for your life alone, and your throat will burst! Hahaha......"

Mao looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Ahem...... No, without you, I'm baked now. ”

Any hair was scorched by the fire, and the image of the whole person can only be described as terrible.

Originally, he didn't have to be so embarrassed, as long as he was protected by the blue spirit. However, as soon as he thought of what Lan Ling said, the spiritual power would dissipate when it was exhausted, and either dispelled this thought.

Until the moment of life and death, he will definitely not, and he will not allow Lan Ling to waste a little more spiritual power.

It's really nice to have someone with you! Even if you're used to loneliness, your heart yearns for the warmth of the world. Such a thought flashed through anyone's heart.

In the face of Mao's ridicule, Ren just touched the back of his head and smirked, and didn't say anything.

As far as the eye can see, this fire has burned all the grass in the wasteland. Ren said with some regret: "What a good grain and grass, it's just gone." ”

"Bah, bah, bah...... When you say that, how do I feel that the old man is a cow, horse and livestock that eats grass!"

Mao looked disgusted and spittle, and he really couldn't agree with any of the words.

"Uh~~~, aren't you? You've been eating it for a hundred years. Now it's okay, it's finally the end of the meal, and I don't have to eat it anymore. ”

"Stinky boy, begging to beat ......"

Mao seemed to take off his shoes and chase after him, and for a while, there was only any wailing voice left that kept shouting, "Uncle, I was wrong, I shouldn't have said that you are a cow, a horse and a livestock, you are more than a cow than them, you can eat for a hundred years, they can eat for a few years at most, it is not comparable at all!"

"You are the real king of the grassland, I worship you, ouch~~ If you beat me, I will also say, you are a model for my generation, and the faith in my heart is ......"

"See if I don't tear your mouth, let's eat poop!" Mao seemed to kick him on the ass and kicked him down directly.

"Ouch~~~ The old man hit someone, help!"

He is really in pain, and the old man will not show mercy when he beats people.

Lan Ling looked at them so interestingly, and he was a little envious.

She couldn't help but think of the thousands of years she spent with her master, and she followed her master every day, or accepted the sycophants of a group of people, and all kinds of flattery.

Either they are facing all kinds of sneak attacks and assassinations, conspiracies and tricks, and they can't be prevented. There has never been such a relaxing and peaceful moment.

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On the other side, the three people of the Sea Spirit Sect who had just escaped from the sea of fire, the atmosphere was very bad, and they happened to bump into the hands of the opponent, they were the Yanjia of the Divine Spirit Sect and the ancestor of the Ten Thousand Lights.

The two sides are like enemies meeting each other, their eyes are red, and without saying a word, they draw their swords and fight together.

"Hmph! The world says, you are the old immortal of the Wan family, and I will let you die here today! Take me a move, tsunami ~~~"

With Fan Yicai's finger manipulation, a violent whistling sounded, and the sky-high wave suddenly descended, bombarding the ancestor of the Wan family.

The ancestor of the Ten Thousand Family chopped under his feet, standing like a needle of the sea god, and let the huge waves wash away and remain unmoving.

"Ha! Huangkou Xiaoer also dares to do it, when the ancestor is in power, you haven't broken it yet. Eat me too!"

The ancestor would not sit still, he took out a thin arrow from his sleeve and shot it out quickly, and there were many phantoms in the unpredictable situation, making people unable to distinguish between the real and the false.

Fan Yicai was condensed into God, and if he wanted to see through the true body of the arrow, it would be useless to be dazzled, it was really difficult.

He simply drew his long sword and turned into a rain of swords, surrounding himself solidly.

The sound of "ding~~~" came, which was the sound of real weapons colliding.

Before he could smile, a long arrow came first, and with a "poof" shot through his shoulder, bringing out a stream of blood.

He covered his wounds and looked at the ancestor of the Wan family incredulously, "How can this be? ”

The other party obviously only sent out one arrow, and he obviously resisted the attack, why did another arrow hit him?

"Hmph! This is a family heirloom of my family, killing two birds with one stone, specifically to deal with inexperienced and self-righteous young people like you. ”

The ancestor of the Wan family, walking in step by step, his sunken eye sockets have a cruel cruelty and indescribable oppression.

If Fan Yicai were an ordinary monk, he might succumb to his oppression and show his cowardice unconsciously.

However, who is Fan Yicai? He is recognized as the darling of the heavens, and he has never been the only one who has hurt people, and no one else has hurt him.

"You can do it, surnamed Wan, you have completely annoyed me, wait to accept my thunderous anger!"

He took out a talisman treasure from his waist, and immediately made the ancestor of the Wan family stop his persecution.

He was shocked and said, "What kind of rune treasure are you? It's actually purple!"

On the Lingyin Continent, the ancestor had only seen the earthy yellow rune treasure, this kind of purple was unheard of and unseen.

"Haha...... Lonely and unheard, there is a sky outside the sky in this world, and there are people outside the world, and the people of your small world sit in the well and watch the sky, arrogant and arrogant. ”

With the urging of his aura, the rune treasure was instantly torn apart, revealing a large monster with hollow eyes, which was actually any of the big monsters they had encountered before.

After all, this big gig beast is transformed by a rune treasure, and it lacks a little spirit in its eyes, and everything else, like the real big gig beast, is indestructible and invincible.

Old Ancestor's face changed drastically, he put his hand in his mouth and whistled at Yan Jia to attract his attention.

Yan Jia was fighting with the two disciples of the Returning Spirit Sect at this time, and when he heard the sound of the summoning, he hurriedly took out a string of talisman treasures from his arms and threw them at the two of them.

Soon, there was a loud crackling sound, which repelled the attack of the two people, making Yan Jia take a breath of air, turn around and rush to the side of the ancestor.

Things are a little tricky, and the two don't dare to fight again.

"After I come to break off, hurry up!"

Yan Jia took out a metal ball and threw it out, and suddenly the green smoke billowed out, scaring Fan Yicai and the two followers away.

After all, there is nothing unknown to the prestige of "yo-yo" as a monk. No one dared to touch the poisonous smoke that killed when touched, but it allowed Yanjia and Lao Zu to escape.