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Chapter 410 Fengshayan

What does a martial arts house mean?

It means that there is a sacred magic weapon and a holy medicine.

In the eyes of most people in the Kunxujie world, it is the sloppy magic weapon!

The holy medicine is also the topic medicine, which is extremely precious!

Before Qin Futian and his party, he explored dozens of cave houses in large and small, but there is no Wu Shengdong Mansion.

At present, Qin Futian even said that what may appear in front of the martial arts government.

How can this make others not crazy?

What if there is still a mark of robbery in this Wu Shengdong Mansion?

Does that mean that there will be a new martial arts?

In this world, who doesn't want to be Wu Sheng, standing on the top of this world?

At this time, such an opportunity is likely to appear in front of you ...

Nympho

at the same time.

In the north of the secret situation.

Deep in the long yellow sand.

The deserted Yanshi and the group have traveled here.

"It's here!"

Yan Zhentian stood above the sand dunes, looking at the front, his eyes were hot.

"Old ancestor, is the wind salon?"

Yan Linglong stood beside Yan Zhentian and looked forward to ask.

"Yes! It's here!" Yan Zhen nodded, his eyes crazy.

"But, the ancestor, this is an endless sand dunes, where is the wind salon inflammation?" A elder of the ancient Yan Yan's family puzzled.

"Hahaha ... you are optimistic!"

Yan Zhentian laughed, and then he waved suddenly!

An intangible force shook out of his arm, and a blink of an eye formed an invisible vortex in the air.

At the same time, a huge sand vortex also formed on the dunes ahead!

As Yan Zhentian waved again, the yellow sand was swept away in the distance.

The next moment, everyone looked ahead shocked.

Just now I was still an endless sand dune, the yellow sand everywhere.

But at this time, the dunes were gone without a trace of the dunes in front of the front.

Instead, it is a huge deep pit.

And filled this deep pit is an endless flame.

Such a scene is like a flame pit suddenly appeared in the endless sandy sea!

"Oh ..."

The flame appeared, accompanied by the sound of a dragon chant, rising from the sky.

"All of you are waiting for me here, don't act lightly!"

Yan Zhen's Tian dialect fell, and he jumped into the flame pit directly in front of him.

As Yan Zhentian jumped into the flame, the flame in the giant pit suddenly became violent!

The endless flames wrapped towards Yanzhen Tian, ​​as if to devour Yan Zhentian.

The power of Yanzhen Tian's body robbery was surging, forming a layer of cover to resist the erosion of the flame.

But there are more and more flames that come over.

In the end, a flame dragon was formed, and the whole body was carried around Yan Zhentian's void, and Yan Zhentian continued to fight violently!

"Is that the wind salon inflammation?"

Someone is amazed.

"Most of them, as described in books, bred in the depths of the wind and sand, as early as the sea of ​​fire.

"Wind salon inflammation, but the third existence on the Linghuo list!"

"That's right! It is the third spiritual fire. Although it is third, ... after the ancient ancient ancient ancient, the top three spiritual fires have never really appeared."

"Don't say the first three, that is, the top ten spiritual fires, there are few and few."

"If the ancestor can surrender this spiritual fire, then it will definitely have the first spiritual fire today! Don't want to know, the ancestor's strength can definitely go further!"

"That's right! The ancestor's strength is already the best among all the martial saints in Kunxu Realm. If there is Feng Shaoyan again, it may be impossible to aspire to the top of the martial saints."

The elders and young warriors of the Huangguyan clan were all talking to each other constantly.

At the same time, everyone's eyes were also looking at Yan Zhentian who was constantly fighting with the flame dragon in the deep pit.

At this time, all the flames gathered into the giant flame dragon.

Huge forces continued to collide, and extremely dazzling flames sometimes rose into the sky and sometimes spattered.

Sometimes it turns into a rain of fire that fills the sky, constantly hitting Yan Zhentian.

But Yan Zhentian also showed his invincible grace at this time.

Every punch and every move he makes contains the power of a world-shattering person.

In the end, the giant flame dragon was captured alive by his hands.

Then the powerful power of divine consciousness suppressed the flame dragon...

Under the witness of everyone, the giant flame dragon finally continued to shrink, becoming less than three inches long, floating in the palm of Yan Zhentian's hand.

"Congratulations, ancestor!"

"Congratulations to the ancestor for conquering Fengshayan!"

"Congratulations, ancestor!"

The tribesmen of the Huanggu Yan clan congratulated loudly one by one.

At the same time, they were also happy for Yan Zhentian.

Being able to conquer the third-ranked spiritual fire on the spiritual fire list is a great opportunity!

The smile on Yan Zhentian's face was not concealed.

He held Feng Shao Yan and jumped out of the pit.

The deep pit that had just been filled with flames now had not even a single spark left.

However, the pitch-black scorched earth at the bottom of the pit and the four walls reminded everyone that this place had been burned by violent flames...

"This is only the first step. Although it has been conquered, it has not been truly refined yet!"

Yan Zhentian was in a good mood, so he said a few words to everyone: "Once I refine this spiritual fire, I hope to reach a higher level!"

"Ancestor, aren't you already at the peak of the Martial Saint? A higher level? Are there other realms of cultivation above the Martial Saint?" Yan Linglong asked.

"That's right! There is a whole new level above the Holy Realm... This level is..."

Just when Yan Zhentian was about to say that word, he suddenly stopped.

This word seems taboo.

Yan Zhentian wanted to mention this word, but fear actually appeared in his heart.

"What is it?" Yan Linglong asked impatiently.

She wanted answers right now.

It was as if there was something Yan Linglong wanted to know in this answer.

The other members of the Huanggu Yan clan also looked at their ancestor Yan Zhentian.

It turns out that there are other realms above the Martial Saint?

They have been practicing for so long and they don’t even know.

"Okay, when you reach a certain level of cultivation, you will naturally know." Yan Zhentian obviously had no intention of continuing.

"By the way, didn't you say you wanted to kill Qin Futian before?" Yan Zhentian asked.

"That's right, Ancestor! Yan Hailan died in the hands of Qin Futian." An elder couldn't help gritting his teeth when he mentioned Qin Futian.

"Okay. Now that Feng Shaoyan has been obtained, let's kill Qin Futian now!" Yan Zhentian's eyes flashed with pride.

As for killing Qin Futian?

In fact, he didn't take it seriously at all.

A guy in a small place killed Emperor Hailan Wu with the help of a sneak attack by the emperor's soldiers.

Renta Yan Zhentian is a martial saint, and a peak martial saint.
Chapter completed!
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