Chapter 270: Mysterious disease
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"Long Qingyang has already blended and refined the flames of Xuanji Chiyan, which is almost impossible. Now there are Xuanji arrays to help him, but he can't hold on for a long time ..."
The man in the giant elephant Wufu said anxiously.
Chu Hen's mood became heavy in an instant, and a bit of gloom came out from his sharp eyebrows. He asked in a cold voice, "Where is the Holy Fire City?"
"Southeast direction, about five miles!"
...
Holy flame city!
This is one of the most prosperous and prosperous cities in the seven-soul ancient country. After thousands of years of ups and downs, this city of flames has become extraordinarily vicissitudes. The broken wall shows the ancient desolation.
However, at this moment, the city of flames today is particularly noisy.
"Long Qingyang, if you know the truth, you will obediently hand over the tinder of" Xuanji Chiyan ". Otherwise, today you will have five steps from your brother and sister.
"Long Qingyang, you can't escape without wings. If you don't want to die, put your hands on the tinder."
...
Central square of the city of flames.
Twenty or thirty magnificent young geniuses stood under a majestic peculiar road.
These nearly thirty people are mostly geniuses of the Yanying Dynasty and Tianluo Dynasty.
For the people of the Yanying Dynasty, most of them are of the physical constitution of fire, and the fire of Xuanji Chiyan has great temptation-confusion-power.
The steps are connected to the ground by stone steps, and the table has a large sculpture on a magnificent shore. The shape of the sculpture is like a strong flame ... Despite the endless years of rain and rain, this flame sculpture is still very well preserved and exudes a Solemn and divine power ...
However, there are six people on the table below the sculpture.
The six are Long Qingyang, Long Xuanshuang, Bai Yuyu of Tianxing Wufu, Ji Xian and the geniuses of the other two celestial teams.
At this time, Long Qingyang was sitting on the ground, his eyes closed, his brows frowned like two dead silkworms ... Extremely restless power fluctuations permeated from his body, and Long Qingyang's skin was red as flames. , The insanely hot breath is constantly flowing from his body.
It feels like a flaming mountain range that is brewing magma, and it is likely to erupt at any time.
"Sister Xuanshuang, Brother Qingyang's state is too unstable. I'm afraid he can't suppress the power of" Xuanji Chiyan "..." Shen Sheng, a young man from the Shengxing team, said.
As soon as the words fell, the crimson red flames suddenly rose from Long Qingyang's body.
Long Qingyang shuddered, and then a white flame poured out of his body.
This white flame is exactly the ‘Spirit Bone Spirit Fire’ that Long Qingyang had subjugated before. I saw that it was controlling the white Bone Skull Spirit Fire to suppress the chiyan…
The epiphyseal fire and mysterious erythritis are special and strange fires in this world.
If Long Qingyang can control these two kinds of flames, it will definitely bring great benefits and powerful power to it ... but in the current situation, it is really a bit tricky.
The power of Xuanji Chiyan is very overbearing.
The strange veins and eight veins inside Long Qingyang's body are as if burned by flames, and the skin on his body becomes brighter and more glaring and may pass out at any time.
Long Xuanshuang's pretty face changed slightly, Liu Mei's eyebrows were lightly condensed, then she lifted the jade palm lightly, and released a ray of ice mysterious cold air around her.
"Buzz ..."
After being exposed to the suppression of Bingxuan cold air, Long Qingyang's condition improved slightly. Long Qingyang still closed his eyes tightly, his throat rolled gently, and he slowly spit out a few words.
"You, you, go, go ..."
go!
A few of them were frowning lightly, showing solemnity.
...
At the same time, many of the geniuses of the dynasties who stood under the platform were a little impatient.
"Well, it's really some guy who doesn't see the coffin and doesn't cry. In that case, I'll let you know what a dead end is."
After all, a vicious man holding a sharp sword moved and flew forward toward the front stage.
But before he stepped on the first step, together with the sound of fury and humming, a crimson rotating light curtain popped up.
The man with the sword was caught off guard, and it was the red-red rotating light curtain that shocked him to withdraw.
"rumble……"
The air trembled continuously in the air, a layer of illusive red-red light curtain lifted from around the platform, and formed a large semicircular light arc with a width of tens of meters. Six of Frost sheltered.
"Well, when this 'Xuanji Dazhen' disappears, you will be killed!"
"Long Qingyang, I advise you not to fight the trapped beast."
"This mysterious array can only run for a half-hour at most. You still surrender!"
...
The crowd above the square shouted.
"It's not a way to consume it like this!" Said Ji Xian, Tianxing Wufu.
On the one side, Bai Yuxiu's eyebrows were lightly condensed, and then he answered in a cold voice, "Xuanji Chiyan has begun to merge with his true strength. If Xuanji Chiyan is forcibly stripped out now, it will directly lead to Yuan Dan. Shattered ... "
The fragmentation of Yuandan means that Long Qingyang will become a waste.
For any martial art, this is more painful than death. What's more, such a proud person like Long Qingyang is even less likely to accept this end.
Of course, Ji Xian didn't know this.
However, Ji Xian has no intention of staying here to stay to the last minute. Not to mention that Long Qingyang is Chu Chen's elder brother. In Ji Xian's view, there is no need to put himself in for Long Qingyang.
"Let's all go!"
Suddenly, Long Xuanshuang said.
A few people froze and looked at each other.
Long Xuanshuang's red lips lightly said, "This matter has nothing to do with you, and it won't hurt you."
Except Ji Xian didn't have any hesitation ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Bai Yukun and the other two had a little hesitation. Several of them have formed a small team since entering the site of the Seven Souls Ancient Kingdom.
In the past month or so, there has been mutual assistance.
"Xuan, Xuan Shuang, you too, go ..." Long Qingyang said hardly while stabilizing the amount of violent violence in his body.
At this time, Long Qingyang was afraid that he knew that there were many evils, and he couldn't do anything, and didn't want to involve anyone anymore.
Of course, Long Xuanshuang didn't speak, and she continued to release Bingxuan Qi, helping the other party suppress the overbearing forces in the body.
"Dragon, Long Xuanshuang, in the end, yes, you didn't listen to me ... I'm your brother, you, wouldn't you listen to me once?"
"You don't pretend to be big here, but I have never considered you as an elder brother. Both brothers have a virtue with the dead ghost father, and they like to be stubborn." Long Xuanshuang said bitterly.
Long Qingyang trembled with anxiety, his deep voice drank, and said, "Again, go ... look for it, Chu, Chu marks ..."
...
"Ha ha ha ha, what a moving scene of siblings leaving! But what I want to tell you is that the one named Chu Hen has already lost his life in the valley."
Together with the arrogant laughter, a particularly powerful breath suddenly swept towards this side.
Everyone was shocked, and then saw two extraordinary figures flashing over the top of a tall building outside the square.
"No trickery brother!"
"Brother Lei Yuan!"
...
The Tian Luo dynasty's eyes lighted up, and the person who came was not someone else, it was the disciple of the ghost gun king, and there was nothing strange about it. And Lei Yuan, a genius tattoo artist who came out of the city of Holy Bell.
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"Long Qingyang has already blended and refined the flames of Xuanji Chiyan, which is almost impossible. Now there are Xuanji arrays to help him, but he can't hold on for a long time ..."
The man in the giant elephant Wufu said anxiously.
Chu Hen's mood became heavy in an instant, and a bit of gloom came out from his sharp eyebrows. He asked in a cold voice, "Where is the Holy Fire City?"
"Southeast direction, about five miles!"
...
Holy flame city!
This is one of the most prosperous and prosperous cities in the seven-soul ancient country. After thousands of years of ups and downs, this city of flames has become extraordinarily vicissitudes. The broken wall shows the ancient desolation.
However, at this moment, the city of flames today is particularly noisy.
"Long Qingyang, if you know the truth, you will obediently hand over the tinder of" Xuanji Chiyan ". Otherwise, today you will have five steps from your brother and sister.
"Long Qingyang, you can't escape without wings. If you don't want to die, put your hands on the tinder."
...
Central square of the city of flames.
Twenty or thirty magnificent young geniuses stood under a majestic peculiar road.
These nearly thirty people are mostly geniuses of the Yanying Dynasty and Tianluo Dynasty.
For the people of the Yanying Dynasty, most of them are of the physical constitution of fire, and the fire of Xuanji Chiyan has great temptation-confusion-power.
The steps are connected to the ground by stone steps, and the table has a large sculpture on a magnificent shore. The shape of the sculpture is like a strong flame ... Despite the endless years of rain and rain, this flame sculpture is still very well preserved and exudes a Solemn and divine power ...
However, there are six people on the table below the sculpture.
The six are Long Qingyang, Long Xuanshuang, Bai Yuyu of Tianxing Wufu, Ji Xian and the geniuses of the other two celestial teams.
At this time, Long Qingyang was sitting on the ground, his eyes closed, his brows frowned like two dead silkworms ... Extremely restless power fluctuations permeated from his body, and Long Qingyang's skin was red as flames. , The insanely hot breath is constantly flowing from his body.
It feels like a flaming mountain range that is brewing magma, and it is likely to erupt at any time.
"Sister Xuanshuang, Brother Qingyang's state is too unstable. I'm afraid he can't suppress the power of" Xuanji Chiyan "..." Shen Sheng, a young man from the Shengxing team, said.
As soon as the words fell, the crimson red flames suddenly rose from Long Qingyang's body.
Long Qingyang shuddered, and then a white flame poured out of his body.
This white flame is exactly the ‘Spirit Bone Spirit Fire’ that Long Qingyang had subjugated before. I saw that it was controlling the white Bone Skull Spirit Fire to suppress the chiyan…
The epiphyseal fire and mysterious erythritis are special and strange fires in this world.
If Long Qingyang can control these two kinds of flames, it will definitely bring great benefits and powerful power to it ... but in the current situation, it is really a bit tricky.
The power of Xuanji Chiyan is very overbearing.
The strange veins and eight veins inside Long Qingyang's body are as if burned by flames, and the skin on his body becomes brighter and more glaring and may pass out at any time.
Long Xuanshuang's pretty face changed slightly, Liu Mei's eyebrows were lightly condensed, then she lifted the jade palm lightly, and released a ray of ice mysterious cold air around her.
"Buzz ..."
After being exposed to the suppression of Bingxuan cold air, Long Qingyang's condition improved slightly. Long Qingyang still closed his eyes tightly, his throat rolled gently, and he slowly spit out a few words.
"You, you, go, go ..."
go!
A few of them were frowning lightly, showing solemnity.
...
At the same time, many of the geniuses of the dynasties who stood under the platform were a little impatient.
"Well, it's really some guy who doesn't see the coffin and doesn't cry. In that case, I'll let you know what a dead end is."
After all, a vicious man holding a sharp sword moved and flew forward toward the front stage.
But before he stepped on the first step, together with the sound of fury and humming, a crimson rotating light curtain popped up.
The man with the sword was caught off guard, and it was the red-red rotating light curtain that shocked him to withdraw.
"rumble……"
The air trembled continuously in the air, a layer of illusive red-red light curtain lifted from around the platform, and formed a large semicircular light arc with a width of tens of meters. Six of Frost sheltered.
"Well, when this 'Xuanji Dazhen' disappears, you will be killed!"
"Long Qingyang, I advise you not to fight the trapped beast."
"This mysterious array can only run for a half-hour at most. You still surrender!"
...
The crowd above the square shouted.
"It's not a way to consume it like this!" Said Ji Xian, Tianxing Wufu.
On the one side, Bai Yuxiu's eyebrows were lightly condensed, and then he answered in a cold voice, "Xuanji Chiyan has begun to merge with his true strength. If Xuanji Chiyan is forcibly stripped out now, it will directly lead to Yuan Dan. Shattered ... "
The fragmentation of Yuandan means that Long Qingyang will become a waste.
For any martial art, this is more painful than death. What's more, such a proud person like Long Qingyang is even less likely to accept this end.
Of course, Ji Xian didn't know this.
However, Ji Xian has no intention of staying here to stay to the last minute. Not to mention that Long Qingyang is Chu Chen's elder brother. In Ji Xian's view, there is no need to put himself in for Long Qingyang.
"Let's all go!"
Suddenly, Long Xuanshuang said.
A few people froze and looked at each other.
Long Xuanshuang's red lips lightly said, "This matter has nothing to do with you, and it won't hurt you."
Except Ji Xian didn't have any hesitation ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Bai Yukun and the other two had a little hesitation. Several of them have formed a small team since entering the site of the Seven Souls Ancient Kingdom.
In the past month or so, there has been mutual assistance.
"Xuan, Xuan Shuang, you too, go ..." Long Qingyang said hardly while stabilizing the amount of violent violence in his body.
At this time, Long Qingyang was afraid that he knew that there were many evils, and he couldn't do anything, and didn't want to involve anyone anymore.
Of course, Long Xuanshuang didn't speak, and she continued to release Bingxuan Qi, helping the other party suppress the overbearing forces in the body.
"Dragon, Long Xuanshuang, in the end, yes, you didn't listen to me ... I'm your brother, you, wouldn't you listen to me once?"
"You don't pretend to be big here, but I have never considered you as an elder brother. Both brothers have a virtue with the dead ghost father, and they like to be stubborn." Long Xuanshuang said bitterly.
Long Qingyang trembled with anxiety, his deep voice drank, and said, "Again, go ... look for it, Chu, Chu marks ..."
...
"Ha ha ha ha, what a moving scene of siblings leaving! But what I want to tell you is that the one named Chu Hen has already lost his life in the valley."
Together with the arrogant laughter, a particularly powerful breath suddenly swept towards this side.
Everyone was shocked, and then saw two extraordinary figures flashing over the top of a tall building outside the square.
"No trickery brother!"
"Brother Lei Yuan!"
...
The Tian Luo dynasty's eyes lighted up, and the person who came was not someone else, it was the disciple of the ghost gun king, and there was nothing strange about it. And Lei Yuan, a genius tattoo artist who came out of the city of Holy Bell.
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