Chapter 1580 Unintentional Corpse Fire

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With a thought, he quickly flew over.

The junction of mist and stone forest.

Yan Changhong galloped all the way!

She tightly clutched the incense burner in her hand.

The incense burner is a magical treasure with a built-in space, full of fragrance and full of vitality.

Moreover, there is a wave of branding in the incense burner.

"Yan Changhong! Put Mu Canghai down, and spare your life!" The one who caught up was Shan Xiong, who was ranked second among the disciples of Hongye branch!

Yan Changhong hugged the censer tightly, her eyes full of grief and indignation: "You are so bold, how dare you attack my fellow master! After you go out, report back to the master, you can't eat and walk around!"

Shan Xiong chased after him with a sneer: "It also depends, which fellow cabinet we attack? If it is the culprit of the Heavenly Stems and Stars Calamity, we will eliminate you, and the rest of the cabinet members will only applaud!"

Yan Changhong was very sad.

In Jianxuan sea area, maybe you can't see it yet.

But after participating in the adventure, I realized how discriminated against the Jianxuan Sea Territory is.

The two of them entered the Menggu Altar, and no member of the Xingchen Pavilion was willing to form a team with them.

Even if there is no Dongfu Jiezun team at the overlord level, they politely declined to follow Mu Canghai, the silver overlord.

Now they are hunted down by the Hongye Sub-Ge, and they have no help.

If in the past, the Red Leaf Branch and the Jianxuan Branch had no enmity, even if they didn't want to intersect with the Jianxuan Branch, they wouldn't regard it as the enemy's pursuit like now.

The reason is that Su Yu who was born out of nowhere!

Bai Xuejian found Mu Canghai and ordered Mu Canghai to look for Su Yu, but Mu Canghai refused.

Unexpectedly, Bai Xuejian took advantage of Mu Canghai's inattention and seriously injured Mu Canghai with a single blow!

When Mu Canghai came to the Menggu Altar, he was always looking for all kinds of rare treasures in his duty, and he had no intention of ranking them.

Therefore, no one's brand has been taken away from the beginning to the end.

It is conceivable that this sword not only hurt her, but also threatened her qualification to continue exploring.

Now, she is recuperating in the incense burner, relying on Yan Changhong to lead her to escape.

Yan Changhong was not stupid, she planned to escape into the mist area.

As long as they enter it, with the help of the effects of fog shielding perception and branding induction, they have an 80% chance of escaping hunting.

It's a pity that Shan Xiong and others also saw through her premeditated plan and stepped up to catch up.

Seeing that Yan Changhong was about to escape into the mist, it was a pity that he was still intercepted.

Five figures surrounded Yan Changhong.

Shan Xiong sneered: "At the same time, the bronze overlord, there is still a big difference. If you want to escape my Shan Xiong's palm, you are still a little tender!"

Yan Changhong hugged the incense burner tightly, and neighed sharply: "Are you really going to die?"

Shan Xiong folded his arms in front of his chest, and said with a smile: "Brothers, what did you hear her say? The fish died and the net was broken? It really scared me to death!"

All of a sudden, the five of them burst into laughter.

"The fish is dead, the net is not broken, right?"

"Hehe, the people in the Jianxuan Pavilion are as ridiculous and pathetic as ever, and they don't weigh their own weight."

"Come on, don't do anything, let me try and see if my net is enough to catch her!"

The last person to speak was Zhao Wuwei, the fourth-ranked disciple of the Red Leaf Pavilion.

When he was swept out of the mountain by Xue Yu's sword, he still has a grudge to this day.

Who is Xue Yu from? Everyone knows it!

They spared no effort in chasing and killing Mu Canghai and Yan Changhong, not only because of Bai Xuejian's order, but also because of their selfish motives.

The humiliation suffered by Xue Yu was returned to Mu Canghai!

Zhao Wuwei took out a fife and played it on the spot.

Dressed in a fluttering fairy song,

Fascinating.

Yan Changhong's eyes were blurred, and there was a dreamy look in his eyes.

Zhao Wuwei smiled faintly, and the sound of the flute suddenly became more and more intense, and strands of voices merged with notes made by divine power, piercing Yan Changhong's head.

Yan Changhong, who was in a daze, was caught off guard, and immediately hugged her head and screamed.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhao Wuwei flew out of the flute like a sword.

With one shuttle, the fife shot at Yan Changhong's neck.

For her who has no superfluous marks, this sword is enough to send Yan Changhong out completely.

However, the unexpected is.

When the fife was about to stab Yan Changhong's head, she bit the tip of her tongue violently, waking herself up with severe pain.

At the critical moment, Yan Changhong formed a seal with his left hand, and cast a powerful magic spell.

"Iron Horse Glacier!"

Invisibly, there seemed to be thousands of troops and horses coming on the icy long river.

The huge roaring sound produced extremely strong spatial vibrations.

The fife, which was close at hand, weakened with a tremor, and was held by Yan Changhong.

Zhao Wuwei was shocked when the magic weapon was captured, and quickly cast defensive magic.

In a hurry, a huge tortoise gathered all over his body with divine power, squatting on the ground like a black hill.

It looks very defensive.

When the sound wave attacked, the huge turtle also shook.

Zhao Wuwei, who was in the depths, couldn't help spitting out a huge mouthful of blood, which stained a large area of ​​his clothes white.

Zhao Wuwei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, with deep shame and anger in his expression: "That's all! Next, it's my turn!"

Yan Changhong sneered: "Who told you it's over?"

kindness? Zhao Wuwei's heart skipped a beat.

But Yan Changhong said in a low voice: "Explosive!"

Hum——

The sound waves penetrating into the tortoise are like a piece of music entering its most exciting moment.

One word fell, and the sound waves inside the turtle, like a volcano compressed to the extreme, suddenly erupted!

A shocking sonic boom instantly shattered the turtle.

Zhao Wu was the leader among them, and was directly frightened to death.

Sensing his life-and-death crisis, the Menggu Altar sent down a wave to protect him, and then completely teleported away.

Yan Changhong rubbed the aching brows, with a soft and charming face, outlined a hint of sarcasm: "It seems that this fish values ​​its own weight too much. The net is not broken, and the fish is dead!"

"Fourth!" The other four shouted in unison.

Obviously, Yan Changhong's strength was beyond their expectation.

"Bitch! How dare you cut off the chance of the fourth child!" A big naked man full of foul language rushed out angrily.

He is Zhao Liang who is ranked third, and his strength is one level higher than Zhao Wuwei.

Both are bronze overlords, but in the duel between the two, Zhao Liang basically holds the absolute advantage.

"Bah! Your chance is a chance, isn't ours?" Yan Changhong snorted: "Just let the horse come! I said, today the fish will die and the net will be broken!"

"Get out!" Zhao Liang cursed angrily, his voice was like a bell, extremely shocking.

"Nine Layers of Buddha Fist!" Zhao Liang stared at the ground with both legs, running like a giant elephant, and the ground was rumbled.

A blood-colored pagoda emerged in front of him, nine stories high, and each floor was poured from countless corpses.

Although it is a phantom, it has the powerful impact of the real thing!

Yan Changhong's eyes narrowed, and she cast "Iron Horse Glacier" again!

A powerful sound wave swept across, shaking the pagoda and tearing it apart into several ferocious cracks.

"burst!"

When the sound wave reached its peak, the word fell, and the sound wave exploded!

Zhao Liang was not afraid, and laughed angrily: "Little bitch, let you taste the true meaning of the Nine Layers Futu Fist!"

Before the sonic boom shattered the pagoda, the body of the pagoda split open by itself.

Each layer has a round of palm prints, a total of nine layers.

From low to high, the higher you go, the more amazing the divine power contained in the palm.

boom--

The first palm strike shattered half of the huge impact brought by the sonic boom in an instant.

boom--

boom--

The second palm and the third palm continued to weaken.

When the palm prints on the fourth floor were taken, the sonic boom was completely smoothed out.

The palm print on the fifth floor slapped Yan Changhong from the air without hindrance.

"One leaf blinds the eyes!" Yan Changhong waved a leaf.

The leaf swelled in the air, turning into a giant of tens of thousands of feet, blocking in front of him.

There was only a muffled sound, and the leaf was hit, and an extremely deep brand appeared on the leaf.

By, it is the sixth palm.

The leaf was shot through with a bang, and turned into a broken leaf withered.

The seventh palm came with a more magnificent momentum.

Yan Changhong was unstoppable, and she was tough with all her divine power.

Wow--

His divine power was scattered on the spot, and his delicate body immediately flew upside down.

She was still in the air, and the eighth palm hit her!

pooh-

Yan Changhong was covered in wounds, with many cracks on the surface of her body, and she was extremely traumatized!

Zhao Liang smiled coldly: "Goodbye, Vice Pavilion Master Yan!"

boom--

The ninth palm finally came.

With one palm, Yan Changhong is bound to be eliminated without any exception.

In Yan Changhong's pupils, the round of golden palm prints grew bigger and bigger, quickly covering the world in front of him.

She closed her eyes, clenched her teeth, and endured the coming pain.

boom--

The heavy sound of flesh fell into his ears, but the pain Yan Changhong imagined was not heard for a long time.

When he opened his eyes, he looked weak, and the old figure occupied his eyes.

It's Mu Canghai!

She is covered in white blood of the gods, flowing endlessly.

The divine power in the body is even more lacking to the extreme!

She stood there as if a gust of wind could blow him to the ground.

"Pavilion Master!" Yan Changhong was shocked: "Your injury..."

What moved her was that Mu Canghai resisted the ninth palm with his physical body.

The already heavy injury became even more serious.

**White divine blood flowed continuously down her arm like a meandering brook.

She can't last long!

Mu Canghai's face was pale, with blood on the corner of his mouth, and he punched Shan Xiong and Zhao Liang: "The younger generation is awesome! I beg you two, can I stop here?"

Zhao Liang instinctively panicked when he saw Mu Canghai attack himself.

After all, she is the silver overlord.

However, Mu Canghai begged for mercy as soon as he appeared, and Zhao Liang just calmed down.

With such a serious injury, he can easily clean up the other party.

Zhao Liang smiled coldly: "That's it? Mu Canghai, do you think you are qualified to say such things?"

He licked his lips excitedly: "Speaking of which, I have never tried to fight against the Silver Overlord. If Pavilion Master Mu is willing to fulfill my little wish, I may consider letting you go!"

Yan Changhong scolded angrily: "Shameless! If you have the ability to wait for Pavilion Master Mu to recover from his injuries, we can fight again! How shameless to fight her now?"

Zhao Liang had a strange smile on his face: "Hmph, it's up to you if you want to!"

"Forget it, let's fight." Mu Canghai said lightly.

Instigated by Shan Xiong's eyes, Illuminating made a move immediately.

Another form of "Nine Layers of Futu Fist"!

Mu Canghai took a deep breath, and made a mudra with his hands, a light that was as weak as a fluorescent bug flew out from his fingertips.

As a result, the seemingly weak firefly instantly burned the Nine Layers Futu Fist completely!

Zhao Liang's scalp was numb, and he took a deep breath.

Shan Xiong shrank his pupils and shouted anxiously: "Come back quickly, it's Wuxin Corpse Fire!"