Flame Sect.

Zheng!

The silver-white little flying sword was accurately pierced by the black flames slashed by Bai Heming's sword, and it was directly pierced into smashes and corroded.

On the gossip platform, Tang Quweng looked at Bai Heming who was standing quietly opposite with a complicated face.

It's not just him.

There were also the old man in the yellow robe, and the other two middle-aged nuns, all of whom had changed their faces, and looked at Bai Heming's gaze with some horror, some complicated, and even a little jealous.

All the disciples of the Flame Sect, in the past two months or so, have gradually become accustomed to this world-famous White Emperor, and they come to challenge every day.

From the initial shock, to the numbness in the middle, to the current re-vibration.

"Twenty times" Tang Huo'er, the girl in the red dress, opened her mouth slightly, staring at the black figure on the high platform in a daze.

"For the twentieth time, he finally, finally did it...... Annihilated Grandpa's sky-breaking killing move. ”

In the past two months, this White Emperor would come to challenge Tang Qu Weng once every few days, and the first few times, as long as he reached the second form of breaking and was about to be released, he would retreat.

Later, it was as if he had suddenly opened his mind.

Originally, it could only resist hard, but then it seemed to have the ability to predict, and it was accurate to be able to point in advance at the node where the shattering killing move had not yet reached its maximum power.

Then, it's time to fight against the smashing moves.

And now, it is about to be shattered, and the third form has been completely annihilated.

Every time I challenge, I can feel the progress of this person, although it is not much, but bit by bit, it is continuous, like a drop of water through a stone.

Tang Quweng didn't expect this day to come so quickly. Compared with his own talent, he couldn't help but feel a little gloomy.

"White Emperor ......"

Bai Heming glanced at him.

"It was originally set at three months, but now it's only two months, and I have already won, according to the agreement, tomorrow my army will come to register the Flame Sect!"

His intention to corrode and break the void has been completely integrated into the supernatural powers, and Tang Quweng in front of him is no longer his opponent.

His hollow-breaking intent corrodes, can corrode all things, and in a hell full of dream demons, the power is multiplied.

As for recovering the Flame Sect, it was to let him have no worries, otherwise once he fought with their ancestral weapon, it would not be good for the other party to secretly interfere.

"The key to making my sect submit to the Zhongtian Dynasty is ......" Tang Quweng heard this, and said quite seriously: "As long as the White Emperor can convince the ancestral weapon, it doesn't hurt for us to submit to it, otherwise under the light of the ancestral weapon, we can't resist, we can only fight to the death and be your enemy!"

"Ancestral Weapon Shine?" Bai Heming smiled slightly, he already had a countermeasure to deal with Ancestral Weapon Shine.

"Don't worry too much about the shining of the ancestral weapon, I'll ask you, and the agreement will be counted!"

"As long as the White Emperor can solve the ancestral weapon shine, of course the agreement will be counted!"

Tang Quweng's expression was shocked, but he didn't believe it at all in his heart, Bai Heming could solve the ancestral weapon shine.

"That's good!"

Bai Heming nodded slightly, and with a wave of his hand, thousands of magic beads flew in front of Tang Quweng.

"Since we have kept the agreement, then all the people of the Flame Sect should fuse the magic beads. This magic bead can solve your ancestral weapon shine!"

Looking at the black beads on the ground, Tang Quweng looked uncertain.

The other party's hesitation, Bai Heming of course knew what Tang Quweng was worried about, it was nothing more than being afraid of the magic beads, which would damage their bodies.

But he didn't explain, just Zou Mei, and said lightly.

"Why do you want to go back and don't want to comply!"

"It's not!"

Tang Quweng shook his head and picked up a magic bead first, and the disciples of the Flame Sect all changed their faces.

"Ancestor ......"

"Master......"

"Grandpa ......"

The fat monk and the woman in the red dress took the lead and looked at Tang Quweng with a nervous and worried expression.

"Grandpa, I'll come first!" said the fat friar.

Tang Qu Weng couldn't risk his life, if something really happened, then the Flame Sect would no longer have any external deterrent power except for the ancestral weapon.

You can't just call the ancestral weapon to deal with it as soon as there is a trivial matter! In this way, the ancestral weapon will definitely devour them and choose a new sect to inhabit them.

"It's okay!"

Tang Quweng waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet and spoke.

"If the White Emperor wants to kill me, he can kill me in the competition just now, so naturally he won't use this three rotten means!"

While speaking, Tang Quweng glanced at Bai Heming, and saw that the other party's eyes were clear, and his expression did not change in the slightest, and he felt a lot more relieved at the moment.

When the words fell, he swallowed the magic bead in one gulp, and then crossed his knees to refine.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly, and Tang Qu Weng had already refined the magic bead, and he sensed the changes in his body slightly.

It didn't seem to be unsuitable, but he felt that there was an attribute in his martial arts power - corrosion.

Seeing that after the other party's refining, Bai Heming did not give them the Poison Demon Skill, these cultivators who advanced under the light of the ancestral weapon had their own set of exercises, and the gains of rashly changing their cultivation outweighed the losses.

"There is nothing wrong with this magic bead, everyone has come to refine it!" Tang Quweng said.

The yellow robe on his side was old, and his face was speechless, but he didn't know how to dissuade him.

After all, this is a life-and-death decision for a sect, and he is just a friend of Tang Quweng, an outsider.

All the people of the Flame Sect picked up the magic beads one by one and refined them, and after everyone finished refining.

He looked directly at Tang Qu Weng Dao.

"The ancestral weapon Flame Hammer, where is the sect now!"

"In the Ice Flame Cave of the Sect, it is self-sealing and evolving!" Tang Quweng pointed to the Ice Flame Cave as he spoke, telling Bai Heming.

Tang Quweng knew that Bai Heming was going to find the ancestral weapon, but he didn't think that Bai Heming could convince the ancestral weapon.

Ancestral artifacts are such anti-heavenly things, except for the ancestral artifacts of various sects, they will not talk to human beings on an equal footing at all, they are just human beings as slaves.

The Flame Sect does not have an ancestral weapon, because this ancestral weapon was a thousand years ago, and it was only accepted that the Flame Sect's founding father was a slave.

"Whew!"

After obtaining the hiding place of the ancestral weapon from Tang Quweng, Bai Heming did not hesitate for the slightest, turned into a black shadow and rushed over.

After just a few dozen breaths, Bai Heming arrived at the Ice Flame Cave. It's full of biting winds, freezing things that are extremely cold.

He looked at the only hole, which was now covered with crystalline ice.

It's hard to imagine a flaming hammer choosing to retreat in this place.

"Ancestral Flame Hammer, the White Emperor of the Lower Middle Heavenly Emperor Dynasty has come to ask for advice!"

The sound of the white crane was like thunder, shaking the ice and snow in this place, almost causing an avalanche.

When Tang Quweng and the others heard the thunderous sound of the white crane, their faces changed greatly.

This Bai Di Mo is not crazy, he actually wants to challenge the ancestral weapon Flame Hammer!

They will not just enter the Zhongtian Dynasty.

The White Emperor will hang up!

They were full of thoughts, and they were horrified to see that Bai Heming's appearance had changed greatly.

Bai Heming regained his true body, more than eighty meters tall, with rows of barbs on his back, a mouth full of fangs, and a scorpion tail that was as red as blood for dozens of meters.