Murong Xumu stood proudly on the ice crystal phoenix.
Fortunately, Xue Wentian hit the muzzle of the gun, allowing him to unleash his anger.
Feeling much better now.
Things seemed to be getting smoother and smoother recently, and he began to consider whether he should no longer be blinded by hatred.
People always have to look forward.
And he had a hunch that with his ever-increasing luck, the day when he would meet Jiba would not be too far away.
At this moment, we were not far from the place where the inheritance was born. Contrary to Murong Xumu's expectation, such a huge momentum did not seem to attract the attention of many cultivators. Except for a few casual cultivators along the way, even the person who inherited the light
I didn’t see a few cultivators in the center...
"This is a bit strange." Murong Xumu frowned slightly.
"Huh?" Then his eyes suddenly widened,
He is not someone who loses his composure casually, but at this moment, his perfect and cold face has changed expressions several times, from unforgettable hatred to surprise of finding no place after wearing iron shoes, but there is no trace of concealment.
How many times, how many times, have I been haunted by dreams, as if it is imprinted deep in my soul, and I will never forget it, even in three lifetimes.
"I can smell you even from thousands of miles away."
"Jiba!" Murong Xumu wanted to howl like crazy.
In his eyes, there was only the back figure of the figure walking casually in the Forbidden Forest as if nothing had happened.
The light of hatred instantly blinded Murong Xumu's eyes.
The azure power around him evaporated, causing a line of beautiful azure mist to follow behind him like a shooting star as he stood proudly on the ice phoenix.
The air continued to explode, and ice crystals naturally condensed out and fell downwards.
The long, silky hair with dusty temples was blown back by the wind, revealing a white forehead and clear eyebrows.
With the dreamy figure reflected in his eyes, Murong Xumu could clearly feel the extremely cold breath beating in his hands.
The corners of his mouth naturally curved in a long-lost, yet strange, way.
Ever since that nightmare, the smile that had almost become instinctive in the past can only be recalled.
But today, Zhan Long is in the wild, everything will be fine!
In an instant, a green color appeared in his eyes.
The smile on the corner of his mouth froze slightly, Murong Xumu looked in shock, and a monstrous sea of fire suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
Apart from the terrifying temperature, there is a faint aura of a mythical beast in the sea of fire.
"What?!"
In a sudden glance, Murong Xumu saw a winding figure, suddenly turned back to a fierce head with dragon horns and countless compound eyes, and breathed a terrible breath of flames at him.
He felt the crisis of life and death. At this moment of life and death, the extreme cold power that had been prepared for Wang Chen suddenly exploded.
A terrifying cold current rolled up in the sky, and the extremely cold power suddenly exploded, just like a volcano spewing thin ice, spewing terrifying frost and cold air into the sky.
In an instant, seven semicircular ice shields were erected in front of Murong Xumu.
"Pfft."
The seven ice shields couldn't even block the green flames for a single breath. The shields broke instantly, and the flames rolled in as if they were not hindered by anything.
Bang!
The moment the green flames burned around him, a thin but extremely hard ice armor suddenly condensed around Murong Xumu.
It is the secret technique of ice coffin that can only be passed down to the core disciples of Guanghan Sect.
But when this secret technique is performed, the host will also fall into an unconscious sleep.
With the help of inertia, Murong Xumu opened his eyes wide and kept flying rapidly, carrying thick smoke and falling forward like a meteorite...
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Wang Chen sighed.
"Up to now, all I have seen is intrigues, repayment of favors, and the harshness of the world. Some people are worse than a strange beast."
He sighed and said: "I am still alive today, firstly, I have to thank Senior Long Centi, and secondly, I have to thank Brother Vainglory."
"If it weren't for his thunderbolts of fire and his nice-looking and useful clothes, I wouldn't have been able to get where I am now."
After some calculation, he had already ruined all of his vain classmate's fire bolts and beautiful clothes with his sacrifice. He felt a little reluctant to give up. The feeling of missing some trump cards made him involuntarily shake his head and sigh.
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"I don't know where Brother Vanity is now and whether he is doing well or not."
Just as he was thinking this, the wind suddenly blew above his head.
With his whole body vigilantly moving, Wang Chen looked towards the sky.
A snow-white figure was at a perfect 45-degree angle, head down and feet up, like a powerful arrow that had lost its strength, carrying thick smoke, and crashed down like a downed plane.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, a big hole was made in the soft ground of the Forbidden Forest, leaving only a pair of long legs outside.
"What the hell?"
Wang Chen was a little suspicious. He felt that the white snow in front of him looked familiar.
It's just that the way it's half sunk into the soil makes it a bit unrecognizable.
Walking over vigilantly, Wang Chen frowned unconsciously... He seemed to be guessing, but he couldn't believe his eyes.
Without much effort, Wang Chen lifted the thing that fell into the ground with his two legs.
"Oh, what a vanity brother! He's still wearing the emperor's new clothes!" Wang Chen was shocked when he saw the face of the person coming.
Now Murong Xumu had his hands crossed in front of his chest, his slender fingers were pinching the magic formula, and there was actually a smile that had not yet dissipated at the corner of his mouth.
Only the ice coffin could protect his body, but Long Centi's flame burned all his clothes, leaving nothing behind. It was even worse than the last time he met Wang Chen.
Wang Chen scratched his head and his brain began to work rapidly.
"Brother Vainglory's technique seems to be a passive skill in case of danger, but he is so strong and this is the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest. What dangers can he encounter?"
"Since this condition has been removed, that means he cast this skill voluntarily."
"When you take off your clothes and use this skill, his taste is really weird."
"And if you fell in front of me so obviously, you didn't come just to see me, right?"
Wang Chen tried to connect all the clues, and then his eyes showed a look of extreme horror.
"Why don't you make a special trip to see me?"
"Because I'm shy, I use this skill to cover up."
"My dear mother!"
The terrifying conclusion frightened Wang Chen so much that he dropped the Murong Xumu he was holding in his hands, making a heavy sound on the soft grass.
"I don't discriminate, and you can't force it." Wang Chen felt very complicated, and then his eyes fell on Murong Xumu's ring.
For a moment, he didn't dare to ask for Murong Xumu's things.
"Xiaoyao." Finally he gritted his teeth and called out.
Then the two of them happily began to count the contents of the lock ring.
First there was a pile of spiritual stones, most of which were of the kind that Wang Chen had no way of absorbing. Fortunately, there were still quite a few middle-grade and high-grade spiritual stones.
Then came the armor that Wang Chen was most looking forward to. However, when he touched the quality of the armor this time, he was a little disappointed.
As a high-level casual cultivator who doesn't cherish using a large amount of armor as a bed quilt and wears more than a dozen limited-edition top-quality armors at a time to save his life, he already has a considerable degree of ability to identify the quality of armor.
Although these armors are also of high quality, they are far inferior to Brother Vainglory's original collection.
Huo Pili didn't find it either. Instead, he found a broken jade slip and a pitch-black token made of an unknown metal.
"It seems that Brother Vanity is also a beggar celebrating the New Year, and every year is worse than the last." Wang Chen shook his head and sighed.
"Transportation Order, a one-time two-way transmission token made by the ancient immortal. If enough spiritual power is infused into the token, it will pull the user to break through the space channel and teleport to the designated location. The strength of the opportunity cannot be judged."
The eyes did not react at all to the jade slips, but they gave reminders about the moving order.
"Unknown location?"
Wang Chen thought for a while and felt that unknown things were generally very dangerous, so it was better not to use them indiscriminately. There was no strong opportunity anyway, so he threw it into the storage ring.
After looking around, Wang Chen found a big tree, hollowed out the trunk, and stuffed the Murong Xu wood inside.
With Brother Vainglory in his current state, it would not be a good idea to meet other cultivators after all.
A complete piece of bark is sealed so that there is no difference in the whole tree.
Wang Chen clapped his hands and walked towards the forbidden forest.
There are many strange beasts in the Forbidden Forest, which is an excellent place to consolidate your sixth level of Qi Condensation and practice the Six Paths Sword inheritance.
Thinking of this, Wang Chen still felt a little hot in his heart.
After walking for a while, Wang Chen suddenly slapped his thigh, startling Xiao Yao.
"Hey! I forgot to leave a piece of clothing for Brother Vanity."