Chapter 337 Why Is He Still Alive?

Two crescent moons hung high above the pitch-black night sky, densely packed stars were twinkling, and from time to time a meteor pierced the sky, like a stone falling into a lake, causing ripples.

Xixuan City, which stands quietly on the plain, has the antiquity and grandeur of an ancient city.

Outside Xixuan City, there were two figures wrapped in pitch-black robes, coming slowly. The steps of the two of them seemed to be sliding, and every step they took would push their bodies forward a long way.

Crash.

The wind of the call sign blew past, and the hat of one of them was blown off, revealing a cold mask.

"Sect master... not far away is Xixuan City, shall we go in?" The high priest looked at the figure beside him who could not sense the slightest breath, and asked respectfully.

"Our goal is the primer that can refine hundreds of thousands of spirits in the Soul Orb. What are we going to do in the city? The spirits in the Soul Orb are enough, there is no need to slaughter the city to increase the spirits." The hoarse voice came from The figure came from the mouth, and the high priest nodded immediately.

The two of them just glanced at Xixuan City indifferently, then bypassed the ancient city and headed towards the stretch of mountains and rivers behind Xixuan City.

There is the destination of their trip, Shiwan Dachuan.

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"Why are you?! You still not running away?!"

Ye Pang was sweating profusely at the moment, trying his best to mobilize the true energy in his body to resist the flamingo roaring in the void. Like everyone else, he thought that reinforcements would appear, but he did not expect them to appear. It turned out to be the cook I met earlier.

Ye Pang is actually very optimistic about Bu Fang, or he is very optimistic about Bu Fang's cooking skills, at least the red rice porridge in the pot completely conquered him.

Before he left, he had persuaded Bu Fang to leave the Hundred Thousand Rivers, so as not to lose his life in vain.

But he didn't expect that Bu Fang actually ran here, didn't he see that there was a big fight here? Don't you see the danger here?

Ye Pang sensed that the true energy fluctuations from Bu Fang's body were not violent. In his opinion, Bu Fang might just be a fourth-rank war spirit, or at most a fifth-rank battle king.

This kind of cultivation base is nothing among these hundreds of thousands of rivers.

Bu Fang grabbed the roasted golden wolf meat, the roast meat was steaming, oily and fragrant, Bu Fang took a bite of the wolf meat while walking.

The taste is not bad, but the taste of this meat is really bad. Even after Bu Fang's special treatment, it still can't make the wolf meat softer and tenderer.

After all, this is the attribute of the ingredients, and it is thankless for Bu Fang to change it.

After one or two bites, Bu Fang felt a bit dull.

"Hey! Don't go any further!" Ye Pang shouted with difficulty.

Bu Fang finally heard Ye Pang's shout, and turned his head to look at Ye Pang, who was struggling against the flamingo, with a slight surprise on his face.

"What a coincidence, you're here too." Bu Fang said.

Coincidentally...coincidentally you are tall!

Don't you see the situation and danger at this moment?

Bu Fang didn't think of it at first, but when he saw the Lion Head Magic Potato, he couldn't help but walked out.

The gray-haired young man has been staring at Bu Fang,

It seems a little surprised who the other party is.

He saw the chubby Xiaobai behind Bu Fang, and his eyes immediately raised: "A member of the puppet sect?"

Naturally, Bu Fang didn't know what the puppet sect was, so Bu Fang didn't answer him, but just stared at the lion-headed magic potato with strange eyes.

"No...you are not from the Puppet Sect, and this is not the Copper Corpse Puppet of the Puppet Sect. What is this fat ball-like thing?" The gray-haired young man's attention was not on Bu Fang, but on Bu Fang. Xiaobai's body behind Fang.

Xiaobai's mechanical eyes flickered, and he glanced at the gray-haired young man.

The gray-haired young man's eyes shrank, and he actually felt a palpitation from this puppet...

Bu Fang continued to walk.

The gray-haired youth frowned and shouted coldly, "Get lost!"

Bu Fang's footsteps were stopped by the loud shout, he glanced at the gray-haired young man indifferently, and continued on his way.

"Looking for death..." The gray-haired young man sneered in his heart. Since he is not a member of the puppet sect, he will kill him if he kills him.

With a wave of his hand, the flaming bird that had been oppressing the strong man in the Haotian Tower suddenly screamed, spread his wings, and crushed down towards the position where Bu Fang was.

Burn Bu Fang to ashes.

Xiao Bai's eyes suddenly turned purple, but when he wanted to make a move, he was stopped by Bu Fang.

Bu Fang stared at the roaring flamingo, slightly excited.

Green smoke curled up in his hand, and immediately the Black Tortoise Pot floated in front of him, the Black Tortoise Pot spun slightly, and then, under Bu Fang's thoughts, it floated above his head.

The roaring flame bird completely covered Bu Fang in an instant.

boom! !

The monstrous flames were burning, and the heat wave was billowing.

The eyes of everyone in Haotian Tower shrank, and their hearts felt a little cold.

Although the flame of this gray-haired young man is not a strange fire from heaven and earth, its power is also very terrifying.

The land of southern border has never heard of such a person.

"That guy is dead."

The woman from the Haotian Tower looked at where Bu Fang was, and the billowing flames reflected her face, which turned red.

It's a pity... Ye Pang sighed lightly, he really admired Bu Fang's cooking skills, it's a pity that such an excellent cook died here like this.

The other people in Haotian Tower didn't think much about it. For them, Bu Fang was dispensable.

What they need to care about now is how to escape from the hands of this gray-haired man...

Although this gray-haired man only has eighth-rank cultivation, but with that strange flame, his combat power is close to ninth-rank, and they are no match at all.

Such a strong man appeared in Shiwan Dachuan, and they had to go back to Haotian Tower to inform the strong man in the tower.

"I'm entangled with him, you run away, you must go back alive!" A hint of determination suddenly appeared in the eyes of the elders of Haotian Tower.

Then he got up and stood in front of several disciples.

The disciples looked a little sad, but they couldn't hold back the elder, so they turned their heads decisively and planned to leave.

"Want to leave...pretending to be aggressive in front of me, Duan Yun, and still want to leave?"

The gray-haired young man sneered, and with a casual move, the flames suddenly rose into the sky and turned into huge flaming palms.

The palm of the burning flame slapped Ye Pang and the others.

However, when all the flames left the position where Bu Fang was, Duan Yun was stunned.

Because there, that slender figure still stood calmly.

"Why haven't you been burned to ashes by my pill fire?!" Duan Yun exclaimed in disbelief, horrified, he knew his own methods best.

Although Pill Fire is not as good as Heaven and Earth Profound Fire, if he activates it, even an eighth-rank God of War will be burned to death, let alone Bu Fang whose aura doesn't seem to be very strong.

Not only Duan Yun, but also everyone in Haotian Tower was so shocked that their jaws almost fell to the ground.

Especially Ye Pang and the woman, in their opinion, Bu Fang might have already been reduced to ashes under the burning of the flames, but the facts are always beyond their expectations.

"Is he okay?" Ye Pang's eyes widened.

Bu Fang stood there indifferently, his brows were furrowed, and there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

Suspended above the head is a pitch-black basalt pot, and the pill fire from Duan Yun before shot down thinly, all of which hit the basalt pot.

Bu Fang originally wanted to try to see if the red flame could activate the basalt pot, but after burning for a long time, the temperature of the basalt pot did not even change.

Obviously... As the system said, if you want to activate the Xuanwu pot, you must use the heaven and earth Xuanhuo.

"You can actually block my pill fire? It seems that I, Duan Yun, have misjudged my eyes... You are hiding deep enough!"

Duan Yun's expression turned cold, and then he squeezed the talisman, and the flaming palm that was going to slap the Haotian Tower disciple turned to Bu Fang.

Bu Fang's sense of this cloud is not very good.

He just walked out from the bushes and glanced at the lion head magic potato. This piece of cloud was going to kill him. Bu Fang felt very speechless, because he was speechless, so he felt nothing.

boom! !

The palm of the hand patted the sky-covering flame, and the entire ground seemed to be burning with raging flames, covering the sky with flames.

This time it should be dead...

Duan Yun breathed out, the power of this palm was much stronger than that of the flamingo that was driven at will, he didn't believe that Bu Fang could survive.

The scorching heat of the pill fire alone is not something ordinary people can bear!

The more powerful flames made the corners of the Haotian Tower disciples' mouths twitch violently.

If the palm had hit them just now, they might have been burned to ashes all over the ground by now.

"This... should be dead now, right?" Ye Pang looked at the burning place with some uncertainty.

However, his pupils quickly shrank, because a figure slowly emerged from the flames.

Duan Yun's muscles tensed up.

Stare at that flame.

The flame bulged into a big bag, burning blazingly, and with a hula, the flame was suddenly torn apart.

A huge black cauldron slowly flew out from the flames and smashed towards Duan Yun.

What the hell is this pot?

Duan Yun was stunned, and subconsciously planned to shoot this unsightly black pot away.

Just when his palm hit the black cauldron, behind the black cauldron, an expressionless face appeared.

Bu Fang grabbed the scapegoat and threw it down towards that cloud in an understatement.