Xianyu Mountain, an abandoned fairy mountain.

On the top of the mountain, there was someone sitting there with his legs crossed, covered with a black robe, covering his whole body tightly.

This is not Zhao Yun.

To be precise, this is Zhao Yun's clone.

With the eternal world, there is no need to take risks with the main body, because the clone and the main body share the eternal space.

Look at the Son of the Holy Fire God, he is tied up with five flowers and is still in a coma.

If this wasn't a cash cow, Zhao Yun would have killed him long ago, so he wouldn't have to worry about Ye Lan anymore.

That’s okay too.

He has plenty of means to deal with this thing.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The wind was howling, and the spectators who were relatively close had arrived, and there were not a few of them. They surrounded Xianyu Mountain from all directions and looked at the top of the mountain with all their eyes. It was indeed the Son of the Holy Fire God.

When they looked at Zhao Yun's clone, they all frowned slightly, because the cover was too tight and they couldn't see his true appearance or cultivation. According to their thinking, he must be an old guy, otherwise, they would not dare to kidnap the Son of the Holy Fire God.

"That is the Son of Holy Fire God!"

Zhao Yun himself also blended into the crowd, and for a moment he was possessed by a dramatist, which attracted many people's attention. Even the Son of the Holy Fire God didn't recognize him. He was obviously a foreigner.

Zhao Yun regained his composure and stood in the crowd with his hands clasped behind his back.

He has kidnapped so many people, but he is still a bystander for the first time.

Bang!

After a long time, there was a roar in the sky.

The powerful men from the Holy Fire Palace have arrived, especially the Holy Fire Ancestor who is the fastest.

In order to watch the big show and not miss the exciting plays, the speed of the spectators also reached the extreme.

Zhao Yun's eyesight was so good that he could see him from a long distance.

The foundation of the Holy Fire Palace is indeed strong. There are several Taixu realms, half-step Taixu and Dongxu peak realms, and there are also a lot of them.

With this lineup, they still need to join forces with Tianjue Palace to deal with the Ye family? Only one Holy Fire Palace can defeat the Ye family!

But when I thought about it again, it wasn’t that strange.

It is easy to destroy the Ye family, but if the Ye family escapes from the Taixu realm, the consequences will be very serious. If Mou is in the Taixu realm and tries his best to assassinate, the Holy Fire Palace will also have a headache.

Therefore, it is said that either there is no fight or the whole clan is destroyed, and no one is left alive, especially in the Taixu realm. In this case, it is still necessary for the two palaces to unite.

"Is that the Holy Fire Ancestor?"

Zhao Yun thought in his mind, he was looking at the dwarf boy at the front. He was the most powerful and the fastest. If expected, he was the other ancestor of the Holy Fire Palace, the same as Heishan.

The old devil is of the same generation, and he actually came here in person, which shows how much he attaches great importance to the Son of the Holy Fire God.

"Why don't you see the old demon from Montenegro?" asked a young man beside Zhao Yun.

"In such a big scene, the old demon from Montenegro must be hiding in the dark." Many people pondered.

"Don't you know this?" An old man was stroking his beard in a mysterious manner.

"You know?"

"The old demon from Black Mountain went to the Sky Vault ruins yesterday and is not in the Holy Fire Palace."

"No wonder."

Discussions were coming and going, just waiting for the drama to begin.

Looking at the formation of the powerful men in the Holy Fire Palace, I am afraid this matter will not go well.

"The ruins of the sky."

Zhao Yun clasped his hands and muttered, his eyes flashing.
Chapter completed!