After half an incense stick, Qin Cheng felt the strong aura of flames in the surrounding air.

The spiritual consciousness swept across the distance, and above the ground, the rivers of burning flames seemed to rush forever and never extinguished.

The Divine Volcano is just a rough location, and what Qincheng wants is Fenyan River.

Just as Qincheng was constantly approaching the mainstream of Fenyan River.

A deafening buzz suddenly rang in front of him.

Then a mile away from the two of them, the void was twisted in an instant, and figures walked out from them one by one.

There are more than ten people, and each of them has the cultivation level of the Tribulation Realm.

“Cold Dill.”

Seeing the face of one of the dozen people, Peng Shui's pupils shrank slightly, and he instantly understood the meaning of Qin Cheng's previous words.

Those strong men behind the scenes will not take action. After all, there is a risk of exposure, but it can make the devil kill each other with them.

"Fellow Daoist Peng, I didn't expect to meet you in this way, but each of them has its own masters, so there is really nothing we can do." Leng Diu smiled coldly.

"I thought about it, and I am so familiar with each other. Even if I cover up my breath, you will know who I am whenever I see me taking action, so it's better to meet me so grandly."

"You think I'm dead, right?" Peng Shui gritted his teeth.

While Lengdiao was talking, these dozen tribulation realms had gradually separated and surrounded the two of them.

"I don't want to kill you, but for the sake of the extraterritorial demon, you must die." Leng Diu shook her head and said.

"Lengdillo, don't talk nonsense with him. Come on and kill this person as soon as possible to avoid any change."

At this time, an old man next to him suddenly spoke.

"Fellow Daoist Peng, I'm sorry."

The cold dick's face also completely became murderous.

The two had some friendship, and they were chatting, but they had to start fighting. The devil was so ruthless that he could even kill his close relatives in his blood, let alone a human monk.

Rumble!

In an instant, more than a dozen tribulation realms all burst out with all their strength and flew towards Qincheng and Pengshui.

The momentum was vast and the void was trembling.

Qin Cheng controlled the purple light flying boat and suddenly turned.

In just over half an hour, so many tribulation realms can be summoned, which shows the power of the powerful people behind the scenes.

The two of them faced more than a dozen tribulation realms, which was not easy to deal with.

Besides, I don’t know if reinforcements will join in the future.

As soon as the storm flew in the air, Qincheng headed towards the direction close to the Fenyan River.

“Where to go.”

Two powerful people from the Tribulation Realm facing each other.

One of them shouted softly, and his abdomen suddenly swelled, and then thousands of sharp wind blades were sprayed out of his mouth.

The wind blade covers the sky and the earth, like an airtight wall, blocking all the way forward.

The other man pointed one hand at the sky, and a black spiritual light suddenly fell down and headed straight for Qincheng.

Qin Cheng's speed did not decrease, but his eyes narrowed.

When the wind blade is already coming to your face.

Only then did purple arcs flash on Qin Cheng's body.

At this time, Qin Cheng, wearing a black robe, was filled with lightning and continued to spread around.

Thousand-Jin Thunder Prison!

This is the method of using cold squid, and it is also an ancient immortal technique.

This technique is powerful, and monks can determine the coverage of the thunder prison, thereby increasing or reducing consumption.


Chapter completed!