In the dark, the tombs are located next to each other, some even next to each other, but they are still more lonely than the world. The yellow dog is lying next to the tombstone, with its head facing the grave pit. A drop of rain falls on its nose, gradually wetting its fur.
The trees were swaying and their shadows were slanting, there was a cool breeze and drizzle, and the mist was rising. In the haze, a cluster of white flames jumped out of the ground, and the warm firelight enveloped the tomb, like a final farewell.
The fog is distorted, and the people who have left and come back stand not far away, just like the deepest gaze.
The white fire gradually subsided, and the rain fell again, soaking the coffin.
Zhan Changfeng waved his hand and closed the coffin lid, and the soil on both sides fell down, forming a grave mound.
The Mingxin Earth Fire pulse is mild in nature and is excellent whether it is used for refining elixirs or refining weapons. It is a rare Earth Fire, and being able to recognize it is considered a well-informed person. However, Zhan Changfeng knew from the collection of heavenly materials and earthly treasures that Lianwei showed her that the fire veins of Mingxin came from a strange fire called Mingxin Jihuo.
Mingxinjihuo is born when the energy of creation and the essence of the morning star meet in the first or last daylight.
Strange fire is a rare thing that can only be seen in a thousand years. It may be condensed from the earth's fire, or it may be naturally transformed at the right time and place. However, it is like the stream of clear heart and extreme fire, which comes from creation and has not been seen for thousands of years. Moreover, it is obviously Already conscious, there is the appearance of the innate Holy Spirit.
Its warmth also varies from person to person. Zhan Changfeng senses that it is neither cold nor hot. It contains extremely powerful power, which is probably more than enough to deal with the realm of life and death.
The arrogance of this alien fire is self-evident.
If Zhan Changfeng hadn't taken the photo of Pearl Island, Jin Yihou's men might have tried to detonate the volcano here to cause a fire. If it angered it, it would definitely cause a disaster.
Its existence is known to the strong men everywhere who have escaped from the realm of mortal life and death. Who doesn't want to conquer it?
This island will definitely become the focus of Zangyun Stream. There is a high probability that the suppression area under the island will be discovered. Once the suppression here is broken, even if no one is doing anything outside the last suppression area in China, the things sealed below will be Force a breakthrough.
A series of the most serious consequences flashed through her mind, and were suppressed again. Without what-if, the island now belongs to her, and she would not let Jinyi Hou come ashore for public or private reasons.
This Mingxin was very angry and did not reject her. It was the most appropriate attitude to keep her in mind.
When Zhan Changfeng was about to leave, the wind blew violently and the heavy pressure hit him violently. A hoarse roar came from the mountain forest, "Zhan Changfeng, come out and die!"
She raised her eyebrows and flew away from Qishan. Fighting here would easily lead to problems.
The powerful force behind him chased after him, and the long stick swept violently to both sides. The shadow of the stick was sharp and broke a tree. The tall figure kept screaming wildly, shaking down the forest birds sleeping at night, and was swept by the vacuum realm. The insects, frogs, cicadas, birds and beasts died instantly.
Zhan Changfeng grabbed a branch, bowed and ejected into the air. The lone shadow suddenly sank into the top of a hundred-foot-high peak. In the next moment, the branch and the tree were smashed to pieces with a stick.
Qiu Wanzun was full of fighting spirit. He stared at the figure with a pair of dazzling eyes, stepped in the air, and then swept his stick. The leaves all over the mountain made a rustling sound as if they had been whipped by a hurricane, wild beasts lay low, and frightened birds flew through the air.
Yan Ce, who was chasing Qiu Wanzun, did not dare to approach Yangzhan. Yan Ce was worried. He didn't know if Qiu Wanzun had recovered from his injury, but he was so emotional. What if something unexpected happened?
Yangzhan's eyes were full of smiles, and he almost clapped his hands and applauded, "He is indeed one of the four major worshipers of our Haixing Islands. If Zhan Changfeng falls on his hands, it's hard to keep his whole body."
"It doesn't matter, he was blinded by failure. Maybe he will recover if he gets rid of his hatred."
Knowing that Zhan Changfeng would not live long, Yan Ce actually felt sorry for the person who had blocked all his schemes from being cracked. If she had not come to this muddy water, she would have been her fifth in Hengdu's combat power list. The Inspector's strength and ability, which have not yet been fully glimpsed by the world, will be revealed little by little, and he will eventually be astonishingly talented. Unfortunately, he will now perish on this poor overseas island.
"Sir Yan." The pitch-black peak was silent, and in the distance only a large piece of forest could be seen destroyed. This senior Qiu Wanzun's evil energy suddenly increased, and he was even more powerful than their Marquis. This is also a happy event. "Zhan Changfeng's defeat is a foregone conclusion. Even if he is not defeated, he will still be seriously injured. We can't catch up anyway. Why not inform Zhu Shanmin to attack the city and Shadow Sea Guards to attack the island master's mansion. We will take a two-pronged approach and settle the matter today." solve."
"Her corps members are still missing, I'm afraid there's something strange going on." The corps wouldn't disappear for no reason. Could it be that she secretly arranged something that they didn't notice?
"Why are you so nagging?" Yang Zhan curled his lips and made his own decision, "Ying Haiwei was transferred to me by the Marquis. I have the final say in what to do, so you should stop taking care of this matter."
Yan Ce said coldly, "What do you mean?"
"Hmph." Yang Zhan said with a proud smile, "Master Hou has long been impatient. I hope I will take charge of this matter for you if necessary."
Yan Ce was furious, but kept it secret. Based on his understanding of Jinyihou's temperament, he certainly knew that in Jinyihou's eyes, the time here was dragging on too long and was not clean and tidy at all, but he was fully responsible for it. Now, he has sent a joker to follow him to supervise and replace him at any time. It is really chilling. Even if he sends someone to scold him openly and remove his power, it will be worse than this. It's better to go out.
"It's up to you." Yan Ce rolled up his sleeves and was about to leave, but he was worried, "Those people from the Corps might be watching from the dark, be careful of falling into a trap."
"I will arrange it myself." Yang Zhan sent a signal to Zhu Shanmin and Yinghaiwei to signal the attack, and then pulled Yan Ce to prevent him from getting away. "Sir Yan, although I have made the decision, we are still colleagues and have the same purpose. Yes, you are kind-hearted and won’t care about me. You can go with me to deal with the five hundred recruits nearby."
Yan Ce took out his arm and nodded solemnly, "What do you want to do with it? We only have two hundred people here."
Yang Zhan was worried, "The two of us building foundations are enough to conquer them!"
Saying "enough", Yang Zhan and Yan Ce summoned the troops hidden in Qishan Mountain.
More than two hundred figures jumped down the mountain, each with a strong posture and shape like a cheetah.
Everyone in the third camp noticed something was wrong, and the sentry blew the horn first. As soon as he said it, dozens of approaching figures rushed towards the guards and the camp.
Yang Zhan's proud expression froze as he saw the golden light flashing in the camp, "Humph, it's just a first-grade formation."
With flying steps, he broke into the camp and smashed the formation covering the tent into pieces with one palm. Before he could take a few shots, a heavy fist suddenly came from the tent, hitting his palm that was about to break the formation.
The fists and palms collided, and the corners of his clothes flew up. Yang Zhan took three steps back, his arms slightly numb, and he looked at the tent in shock. He saw a bare-chested strong man tore open the torn tent and walked out, "Build a tent." base?!"
"Hey, come for a sneak attack, are you still afraid of encountering Ji Zhu?" Wei Shu tied the clothes tied around his waist. Sven's face, which did not match his figure at this time, showed a fighting spirit, and punched Yang Zhan with his giant fist.
After Yang Zhan parried, he glanced at Yan Ce, only to see him fighting with a female cultivator holding a scimitar. He sighed despicably for actually hiding two foundations in the tent!
"Hmph, so what, your camp will be destroyed today, and so will the island owner's mansion!"
"Stop talking nonsense. Now that you're here, don't leave!"
The camp was full of people and there were sounds of killing. The two parties were fighting together, and the light of combat skills was dazzling in the dark night.
Yan Ce had no time to think about anything else, so he had to break one place first.
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