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Chapter 1820 War Fire Xu Ancient Sage

boom!

The cave began to shake, and the lava seemed to be boiling and rolling continuously. Ancient Saint Huoxu narrowed his eyes, and his voice carried the power of crushing the world: "Can you say it again?"

"what are you up to?"

Ancient Sage Mo Ling hurried forward.

He had not expected that the president would be so direct, but since he was taking the other party as the leader, he would naturally not back down no matter what he did or what he said.

"I have long heard that you soul shaman masters were arrogant and disobedient to Master Kong, which led to the Massacre of the whole clan in the Famous Master Hall, and finally escaped here... I thought it was a legend, but now it seems that it should be true!"

Taking a step forward, heat waves surged everywhere. Ancient Sage Huoxu sneered again. The heat on his body was about to tear the space into pieces.

After thousands of years of being a sect, this is the first time that someone dares to come over and say that they want to accept it as a pet. Even Emperor Chen Yong at that time did not dare to say such a thing. A boy in the immortal realm... is really brave.

of!

If you don’t teach me a lesson, where is your face?

"It's not your turn to comment on what we soul masters have done!"

Ancient Sage Mo Ling snorted coldly.

"Yeah?"

The huge head looked over, and a flash of fire immediately capsized down. Ancient Saint Mo Ling shrank his pupils and raised his hands.

Bang!

The flames collided with the palms, and a huge pit appeared at the feet of Ancient Sage Mo Ling, who retreated dozens of steps.

Unexpectedly, this guy took action as soon as he said it, without any warning. The ancient holy spirit of Mo Ling was about to explode. He rushed up with a flash of his body. He was swaying with power in mid-air. In the cave, the dark wind suddenly whizzed, as if it was about to close.

Ice.

Soul Shaman Masters are afraid of flames, but after learning the techniques taught by the president, this sense of oppression has disappeared, and they may not lose in a real battle!

"I'll do it!"

Before he could reach the front, a faint voice sounded, and Ancient Sage Mo Ling stopped and looked at the giant creature not far away with a wary look on his face.

Hooray!

Zhang Xuan moved forward, came to the lava, and looked at the Ancient Sage Huoxu suspended in the air: "How about you and I making a bet?"

Ancient Sage Huoxu didn't answer, but just stared at him closely.

They have never seen the Ancient Sage Mo Ling, but they have heard rumors about him. He is powerful and extremely arrogant. However, he is obeying his orders so loyally at this moment. He must have extraordinary means.

"My bet is very simple. I fight you. If you lose, surrender to me and become my pet. If you win, I will bring Emperor Chen Yong here and ask him to personally agree to anything that is beneficial to your holy beast.

condition!"

Zhang Xuan smiled faintly: "How? Is it possible that with my strength, you don't even dare to fight me?"

"snort!"

Ancient Sage Huoxu snorted coldly, and swooped over with his huge hoof claws: "Let me experience the true method of the Soul Shaman Master Guild Master!"

boom!

The space under the hoof claws shattered, and the power was like substance, sealing all the locations where Zhang Xuan was.

Ancient Sage Mo Ling clenched his fists with anxiety on his face.

The power of the opponent's move was difficult for even him to contend with.

Could it be that...this ancient sage Huoxu, whose cultivation level has increased again after not being seen for thousands of years?

"It's because of the geographical location..."

After the shock, I quickly understood.

It’s not that the opponent’s strength has increased dramatically, it’s difficult for them to achieve even a slight breakthrough if their cultivation reaches their level.

The reason why it looks powerful is mainly because the opponent uses the power of the lava in the cave to make the flame beast's own advantages more vivid.

It can be said that the opponent in this state is no longer his opponent.

At most, you can escape.

He can't defeat him, but what about the president?

He looked around hurriedly, and immediately saw the president. He smiled softly, shook his palm, and a spear appeared in his palm.

As if walking through the ground, stepping on the spreading lava, flying upwards, with a shake of the spear in his hand, the man and the spear merged into one, as if he instantly turned into a giant dragon that soared for nine days, and rushed towards the hooves and claws above.

.

boom!

The dragon made a brief cry in the air. Amidst the sound, cracks appeared throughout the cave, and countless gravels flew down from above.

"This is... Tianlong Bayin?"

The ancient sage Mo Ling was sluggish.

This dragon roar has only been seen in books. It is said that it is a roar that can only be made by a real dragon. Countless creatures who cannot bear the power of a drink will have their minds shattered on the spot and become crazy.

Didn’t the Dragon Bone Divine Spear just break through?

And his blood is impure...how could he roar like this?

Thump thump thump thump!

He was shocked in his heart, and the Ancient Sage Huo Xu across from him seemed to be in disbelief. He couldn't help but take a few steps back, with shock in his eyes.

Although it does not have the blood of the dragon clan, and the Tianlong Eight Sounds are not inherently oppressive, the sound comes from a dragon, and the shock brought by the King of Beasts still causes cracks in his mind, and he does not dare to resist it head-on.

Hooray!

As soon as he retreated, he saw the black dragon in front of him. His huge tail stirred, and the lava below also rolled up and rolled up like a hurricane, forming dozens of lava fire dragons.

Shaking his head, he saw clearly that it was not the power of the black dragon, but the young man standing on the spot, spinning the spear in his hand. The molten lava was rapidly stirred by the gun body, and giant dragons were rushing towards it.

"This is my place. It's too easy for you to use my things against me!"

Unexpectedly, his main battlefield would be borrowed by the opponent, and he would exert such a strong fighting power. Ancient Sage Huoxu spit out a ball of flame from his thick nose, raised his feet, and stepped down.

Buzz!

A golden ripple rippled around, and countless lava dragons came into contact with it, and immediately split open, redrawn into droplets, and fell below.

It has been in this place for thousands of years, and the earth, fire and magma inside have been tempered by itself. Although it obeyed the other party's command in a short period of time, it can still be easily controlled by it as long as it is willing.

"Yeah?"

Putting away his gun and standing, Zhang Xuan smiled slightly. He was not frustrated because the other party had regained control of the lava, but was filled with strong confidence.

Ancient Sage Huoxu looked over again, the previous contempt in his eyes gone: "It is indeed not easy to become the president of the Soul Shaman Master Guild... However, your strength is indeed only the Great Perfection of the Immortal Realm. The reason why you can exert such a powerful combat effectiveness is,

Is it because of this spear?"

As soon as they fought, it could see that the so-called president was not really strong. The reason why he was able to fight with him was mainly because of this gun.

"good!"

Zhang Xuan didn't deny it either.

"Without a master, a weapon cannot exert its strongest combat effectiveness. You can perform such a powerful trick that almost made me embarrassed. You really have great vision and combat experience..."

Seeing his admission, Ancient Sage Huoxu nodded with satisfaction, and then hummed: "However, if it's just like this, if you want to win against me... it's still too simple!"

After the words ended, the lava below boiled again, rising from the ground like a rising tide.


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