"That's a hundred-year-old Burning Flame Wine, chase after it quickly!"
A rather noisy sound came from the front, and Zhuo Wen soon discovered that there were eight figures in front, surrounded by the power of laws, forming a powerful defense to resist the surrounding hot magma.
Zhuo Wen took a closer look and found that what the eight people were chasing was a fiery red crystal. The crystal contained red liquid. Needless to say, the red liquid was Fenyan Qiongjiang.
That is the hundred-year-old Burning Flame Wine among those eight people!
With a flick of his right hand, Zhuo Wen took the fiery red crystal that had swept through the magma into his palm. When he turned his right hand over, the fiery red crystal stood quietly in his palm.
The trajectory of this fiery red crystal happened to be where Zhuo Wen was, so he casually took it into his palm.
Whoosh whoosh!
"Who are you? Hurry up and hand over the hundred-year-old Burning Flame Wine."
Eight people arrived in an instant and landed in Zhuo Wen's eight directions. Among them was a sturdy young man wearing a leather vest, staring at Zhuo Wen unkindly.
"Who are you?"
Zhuo Wen played with the fiery red crystal in his hand, quite playfully.
The sturdy young man in the leather vest who was headed by him had a good cultivation level, reaching the semi-saint level. Four of the other seven were invincible emperors, and the other three were high-level emperors.
"We are disciples of the Ba Yue Sect. If we know each other, if you hand over the Burning Flame Wine in your hand, I will consider cutting off your arm instead of killing your life!" the man in the leather vest said indifferently.
Zhuo Wen squeezed his right hand, his eyes fell on the fiery red crystal in his palm, and then he squeezed it violently. The crystal was crushed by him, and the fiery red liquid hidden in the crystal burst out, and Zhuo Wen drank it in one gulp.
A burning feeling suddenly came from Zhuo Wen's roar, as if his whole body was on fire.
However, Zhuo Wen could keenly feel that in this burning feeling, a stream of hot energy, like a cycle, traveled around Zhuo Wen's meridians and finally integrated into his Dantian.
It was precisely with the injection of this heat that Zhuo Wen could clearly feel that the holy power in his Dantian seemed to have increased a lot.
"This Burning Flame Qiong Berry really has the effect of increasing holy power?" Zhuo Wen's eyes were filled with joy and he murmured in a low voice.
"You... you... are so good. You are so good. You actually swallowed the Burning Flame Fine Wine in front of us. You are dead."
The eight people, led by the sturdy young man in the leather vest, all showed anger. This Zhuo Wen was really too presumptuous.
The eight of them had discovered this century-old discovery, and they had been chasing it for a long time. Now it was so hateful that the young man in front of them had gained it for nothing.
"kill!"
The sturdy young man in the leather vest trembled with anger, shouted loudly, and rushed like a violent lion, rushing in front of Zhuo Wen in an instant. The fire law swept out, condensing a huge flaming sword, and fiercely pointed it at Zhuo Wen.
Zhuo Wen hacked away.
Zhuo Wen shrugged and punched out with his right fist. The flaming sword that the sturdy young man in the leather vest had worked so hard to condense collapsed.
"This... shattered my law sword with bare hands?"
Seeing this scene, the strong young man was so frightened that his heart trembled. Just when he was about to step back to avoid the punch, the punch suddenly accelerated and hit him quickly.
Poof!
Even if Zhuo Wen did not exert the power of the holy body, this punch still caused the strong young man to explode into a ball of blood mist.
As the blood rained down, Zhuo Wen looked around, fell on the seven people, and said lightly: "Do you still want to fight with me?"
"No! We leave immediately!"
"We are too blind to see Taishan, please don't be offended!"
The seven people who originally planned to attack suddenly froze, and then ran away like mice with their tails between their legs.
After this turmoil, Zhuo Wen also gained a lot of knowledge about the Burning Flame Wine. Zhuo Wen also joined the rush to grab this kind of treasure that can increase the holy power.
Whether the crystals were passed by without an owner or obtained by others, Zhuo Wen took them away from them.
Because Zhuo Wen was extremely powerful, even some of the disciples of big forces suffered great losses at the hands of Zhuo Wen. For a while, the name of Mie Fen became famous among Fen Tian Bo Hai.
Many disciples saw Zhuo Wen's figure in the distance and avoided it in advance, as if they were avoiding the god of plague.
"The thousand-year-old Burning Flame Wine is out. It's over there. Let's go quickly!"
Suddenly, a noise came. Zhuo Wen, who was originally in the sea of magma, heard someone shouting, so he spread his body skills and flew in the direction of those people.
Whoosh!
In this magma, there are ten flaming mountains standing, which look extremely weird.
At this moment, densely packed figures gathered around the Flame Mountain. These people seemed to be afraid of something and did not enter the center of the Flame Mountain.
"It's the Dark Crow Prince of the Dark Crow Sect and the Little Wise King Jiang Licheng of the Jiangxian Family. If these two join forces, Xia Bingyu and Han Yu of the Nine Saints Heavenly Clan may be in trouble!"
"Xia Bingyu of the Nine Saints Tianmen is very lucky. He was able to find the thousand-year-old Burning Flame Wine. It is beyond everyone's expectations. Even the Crow Prince and Jiang Licheng cannot resist the temptation of this thing."
The sound of discussions came one after another, making Zhuo Wen narrow his eyes, quickly quickened his pace, and jumped to the outside of the mountain.
I saw that in the mountains, the two parties were stalemate in the distance. Among them, the Crow Prince of the Crow Sect and Jiang Licheng of the Jiang Xian Family were both suspended in mid-air, suppressing the opposing force.
The leaders of this force are Xia Bingyu, who is disguised as a man, and Han Yu, who is dressed in white and snowy, followed by the other disciples of the Nine Saints Heavenly Clan.
However, at this moment, the Nine Saints Tianmen is being suppressed by the Crow Sect and the Jiangxian Family, and is gradually falling into decline, and the defense formed by everyone is showing signs of crumbling.
"Bingyu, give me the thousands-year-old Burning Flame Wine. How about I help you find other Burning Flame Wine? Jiang will never let you suffer."
Jiang Licheng stared intensely at Xia Bingyu, or to be more precise, at the long-breathing crystal in Xia Bingyu's hand.
The surface of this crystal is as red as a flame, and the liquid in the crystal is constantly undulating and surging, as if it wants to escape the shackles of the crystal.
"Jiang Licheng, you are so shameless!" Xia Bingyu's beautiful eyes were cold.
"Hey, Jiang Lichen is always a hypocrite. Let's do this. The shell of Bingyu's thousands-year-old burning nectar is too hard. You won't be able to open it for a while. Why not take it out and let everyone work together to open it. When the time comes,
How about sharing it equally?" Prince Jie Jie said with a sinister smile.
Xia Bingyu's beautiful eyes are even colder. This thousand-year-old Burning Flame Wine was taken out from the confinement of the ten surrounding flaming mountains by the Nine Saints Heavenly Clan with great effort. For this reason, the Nine Saints Heavenly Clan lost a lot of money.
Several disciples.
Now, the thousand-year-old Burning Flame Wine that the Nine Saints Tianmen had worked so hard to get out was just taken out and divided equally. How could she be willing to do so?
"Bingyu, if you don't make a decision quickly, you won't be so easy to talk to after we break through your defense."
The Dark Crow Prince Jie Jie sneered, his gloomy eyes full of evil intentions.
Snapped!
However, before the Crow Prince finished speaking, a palm suddenly came from nowhere and hit him hard on the cheek.
A crisp slap sounded, and the Crow Prince spun around in mid-air several times. After spitting out a mouthful of cherry-red blood, he fell to the ground like a dead dog, with his cheeks bulging high.
A foot suddenly stepped on the Dark Crow Prince, and an indifferent voice sounded: "How dare a bastard chicken to be so arrogant? I'm really tired of living. Do you want to be stewed in chicken soup?"
Swish, swish, swish!
At this moment, everyone was stunned on the spot. No one expected that such a change would happen. The Crow Prince, who was originally arrogant and arrogant, was beaten like a dead dog at this moment. The contrast between before and after was too great. The picture
It's so beautiful that no one dares to look at it.
"Who are you? How dare you attack the prince? You are seeking death."
The seven or eight disciples of the Crow Sect, who were originally behind the Crow Prince, just came to their senses and shouted angrily. In their opinion, the strange young man in front of them used some despicable means to sneak attack on the Crow Prince.
Just got it.
"Noisy!"
Zhuo Wen ignored the seven or eight disciples of the Crow Sect who shouted angrily. He blasted out a big hand from the void, as if it was derived from ten thousand feet. The seven or eight disciples of the Crow Sect were directly pinched by this big hand and thrown out.
Burning the sky and boiling the sea.
"It's so scary. Isn't this guy that Miefen? I didn't expect that this evil star would actually get involved in this matter."
Many warriors around noticed the young man stepping on the Crow Prince, and many people recognized the young man's identity.
In particular, many of the warriors who had been robbed by Miefen had their faces twitching. Their original intention to fight for the Fenyan fine wine was extinguished as if a basin of cold water had been poured on them.
"You bastard, stay back!"
Jiang Licheng's pupils shrank and he stepped back continuously. At the same time, he also directed the other seven or eight children of the Jiang Xian family around him to step back.
Ever since Miefen was thrown out of Fenyan Restaurant, Jiang Licheng had realized that Miefen was afraid. He knew that he and the seven or eight disciples under his command were no match for Miefen, so he immediately
Order the disciples to retreat.
The seven or eight disciples of the Jiang Xian family had also heard of Mie Fen, so they naturally followed Jiang Licheng's orders without hesitation.
"Want to leave? Come back here!"
Zhuo Wen stepped on the Crow Prince and opened his right hand in the air. The power of the holy body was fully displayed. His palm was like gold-plated, and an unprecedented golden light burst out.
Whoosh!
The palm of his hand traveled through the void, setting off an endless wave of magma, and then instantly swept in front of Jiang Licheng, suppressing him fiercely.
Jiang Licheng's expression changed drastically, and he used the Taxue Shadowless Body Technique, which turned into a series of ethereal shadows and disappeared in front of the big hand in an instant.
However, Jiang Licheng's expression soon changed, because no matter how ethereal and swift his steps on the snow were, no matter which remote corner he swept to, that big hand followed him like a tarsal maggot, oppressing him.