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261 Long Yuan (2)

"Dragon Flame Gold, a lot of Dragon Flame Gold."

Most of the monks watching by the pool have magnificent appearance and strong cultivation. To the outside world, each of them would be a first-class genius. However, at this moment, they can only exclaim in surprise.

They looked at the fire pool in front of them, eager to try it, but unable to move away from it.

"It's too hot, I don't have enough magic power."

"If I don't enter the Dragon Flame Pond, with my qualifications, I will never have the hope of becoming an immortal, so I will go."

With a splash, more dragon flame gold spit out from the fire tornado.

"Senior Sister Ling'er, you stay here to pick up some Dragon Flame Gold and go back. I still have an external incarnation in the door, which cannot die. If I am lucky enough to survive the training of Dragon Flame, my Qingyun lineage will usher in prosperity.

"

"Brother Fu, why are you hesitating?"

"Hahaha, let's go."

Puff puff puff~~~

One after another people jumped into the fire pool.

The fire tornado, which was originally only the size of a bucket, turned faster and faster, and the flames surrounding it became more and more intense.

At the same time, more and more Dragon Flame Gold was accumulated on the ground.

Chen Qingyan just looked at it.

I saw some new faces and some familiar faces jumping into the fire pool one after another.

Like a moth flying into a flame, it never comes back.

Suddenly, his body suddenly swayed, and he passed through the fire tornado, all the way down, and soon fell into the fire pool like everyone else.

sink.

sink.

Chen Qingyan suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

He saw the man who had previously said that he wanted to revitalize the Qingyun lineage, his whole body stiffened in the pool water, his face was like peeling paint from porcelain, his skin fell off piece by piece, and finally turned into a wisp of flames and merged into the pool.

After witnessing the disappearance of a living person, Chen Qingyan gained a further understanding of the horror of Long Yanchi.

He turned around and looked around, but found no one else.

Perhaps he has sunk to the bottom of the pond, or he may have perished like a man of the Qingyun lineage.

Dive.

Dive.

Chen Qingyan dived all the way down uncontrollably.

Suddenly, the vision suddenly opened up.

He was refreshed and finally saw the person who had entered the pool before at the bottom of the pool filled with dragon flame gold.

But what caught Chen Qingyan's attention were several strange human-shaped black smokes.

They were hovering around several monks with painful faces, sucking wisps of white energy from these monks.

Chen Qingyan looked around and found that the space at the bottom of the pool was extremely huge. The hundreds of people who jumped into the Longyan Pool gradually emitted wisps of black smoke. When the black smoke reached a certain concentration, they would turn into human shapes and start smoking.

White gas.

Chen Qingyan is still observing.

The real Rose Treasure Tree, the second Dao fruit, suddenly shriveled up.

The screen changes.

Chen Qingyan appeared in a huge altar.

He raised his head and saw that the sky was like quicksand and surging like a river.

The undercurrent is like a rainbow,

Or silver, flashing back and forth.

Or it's black and turning in circles.

Or the flames are bright and the explosions are endless.

At this time, huge long worms were meandering in the sky, like demonic insects patrolling their territory.

Chen Qingyan lowered his head and carefully observed the texture of the altar deep into the earth. The more he looked, the more panicked he became.

suddenly,

Chen Qingyan's hair stood on end. He stiffened and turned around slowly.

Swish——!

It's as if the lights are turned on, like a curtain being lifted, but darkness is invading.

Chen Qingyan twisted half of his body and stared blankly at the cross boy standing behind him.

The quicksand on the dome spreads, the insects retreat, and their ears are filled with explosive noises.

it,

that eye,

——As if smiling.

puff!

The ashes of Chen Qingyan in the altar were scattered.

"ah!

"

in reality.

The remaining three Dao fruits shriveled up at the same time, turning into powder and disappearing.

The moon shakes.

The golden light dimmed and then dimmed.

In the blink of an eye, it was dark and dull.

Blood mist steamed, Chen Qingyan's seven orifices were bleeding, blood vessels all over his body burst, and he turned into a bloody man.

The energy is depressed.

The vitality disappears.

The Destiny Luo Geng under his body made a clanging sound, with scarlet lines running around in disorder.

The magic pen he was holding exploded into pieces and fell to the ground.

"Huh~"

"Huh~"

"Ha~"

"Huha~"

Chen Qingyan panted hard, and the source points quickly decreased.

From half a million to "0" in the blink of an eye.

After a long time,

He opened his eyes.

A hand, with a withered, cracked, and dull rose tree appearing in the palm of the hand.

"My Daoji is also ruined."

He forced a bitter smile.

*

*

Linyuan City.

The giant flesh-and-blood tree entrenched in the center of the city suddenly began to sway and tremble.

The Dharma Elephant hanging from the tree suddenly opened its eyes, and two long worms crawled out of its eye sockets. During the explosion of flames, the roots wrapped around the Dharma Elephant were pulled away, and the Dharma Elephant stepped out and disappeared into the city.

...

Jinjun Mountain.

The peach blossom miasma filled the air, and a huge human face emerged.

He glanced at Linyuan City, then looked away, like a cockroach, hiding in a dark corner.

...

Qingyang Demon Palace.

The head of the handsome young man who was talking to his subordinates was shattered.

The demon below was taken aback, but quickly calmed down.

I saw a mirror rising above the dead boy, and with a flash of light, an intact and handsome boy walked out of the mirror.

The young man glanced at his dead future body, then waved his hand, and the body was taken away by the mirror.

"Where were we talking just now?"

The demon quickly lowered his head, "Zuo Chengfang entered the Haotian Palace."

The young man's face instantly concealed, "Yes, I am far away in the Vulgar Thrush State and I can't escape. Just because I am in this land of divine sin that will be burned, I was actually overtaken by a person from the lower world."

The great demon immediately said: "With the Lord's power, there will definitely be a place for you in the Haotian Palace."

The young man's expression still didn't improve, "Since the dry clam has been born, people from the Tianhong sect must have sensed it, and maybe it will arrive in a while."

"But... Destiny Luogeng," the demon looked horrified, "The elixir of past life has not been refined yet, my lord..."

The young man's expression worsened when he heard this, and he said with disgust: "I'm starting to hate him a little, my brother who is still awake."

"This is a big mistake made by this subordinate. Please, Lord, punish me."

The big devil knelt on the ground and lay on the ground.

However, the young man took out a green porcelain bottle with a narrow neck from the mirror, "When the dried clam is fully revived, you can collect the purest and most pure demon power in the dried clam, and I will intercede on behalf of the master to absolve you of your family's sins."

"Thank you, Lord." The big devil kowtowed, stood up and took the bottle.

At this time, the handsome young man began to sort out his future death with a broken body and head.

"I was deducing what happened in the Dragon Abyss just now. It can make me lose a body. It seems that the evil dragon in the Dragon Abyss is also restless."

The demon hesitated and said: "Han Li's side...

"He can't get involved in this matter." The young man shook his head, and then said with a pity on his face: "In the land of divine sin, apart from Destiny Luo Geng, only the Dragon Flame Pond is considered a treasure. It was jointly laid out by the ten major sects in the Eastern Wasteland. Formation, draw dragon blood to water it, if nothing happens to the dragon girl, with the power of the dragon flame pool, she can directly survive the insect plague of the Five Elements Devouring Body and refine the dragon body. Unfortunately, she is possessed by the devil, she is destined to be unable to escape the golden flame refining and killing. "

"My lord is the one who planned the strategy and used the sword to kill people, otherwise the Vulgar Thrush China will have another Taoist saint." The demon complimented him very knowingly.

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