Chapter 473 The Doubt of Void Flame Swallowing (Second Update!)

A few months ago, Yao Tian's contemptuous words still echoed in Xiao Yan's mind.

"Dan will be second?

Hmph, it's just a trash, just as trash as your trash teacher!

Even if you are lucky enough to get some achievements, it still won't change the fact that you are trash.

Strange fire is a rare treasure of heaven and earth, not something that people like you can have, so bring it! "

The dense shadows echoed in the back mountain of Huazong, the energy exploded, and the giant tree collapsed.

"It's okay to insult me, but not to insult the teacher!

Medicine days! One day I will trample you under my feet!

Ahhh! "

…………

In the soul race, two stalwart figures sat cross-legged high above the sky, and in the center was a chessboard formed by condensed fighting spirit.

One person is dressed in a white robe like snow, with an elegant face, like a scholar, but if you observe carefully, you will find that there is almost paranoid madness in the depths of his eyes.

The other person was covered in a black robe, and black sparks occasionally scattered from the robe into the space, but just such a small amount of sparks could swallow up all the nearby space, turning the surrounding into nothingness.

"I heard that the Three Thousand Flames were not brought out from the Pill Tower?"

The white-robed man slowly lowered his body, and a questioning look flashed in his eyes.

"Well, those bastards screwed things over, and it doesn't matter."

The man in black didn't seem to take it seriously, and only regarded it as an insignificant matter.

In fact, the same is true, the three thousand flames are of little help to him.

It's just the instinct rooted deep in his heart that makes him still yearn for the strange fire, which can be regarded as a snack to satisfy his cravings.

It's good to have it, but it's fine if you don't.

"Don't worry, if the plan is successful, all the strange fires in the world will belong to you."

A gentle smile appeared on the face of the white-robed man, as if it could warm people's hearts.

"The big plan... it's time to attack the Spirit Race, right?"

The man in black seemed to think of something, his expression moved.

"Well, the Spirit Race is the weakest among the eight races, so it's natural to attack them first."

The smile on the white-robed man's face remained undiminished, but his words decided the life and death of an ancient race.

"Don't worry about this matter, but the remnants of the Xiao Clan have not been resolved so far, and I don't know what those people are doing for food."

When talking about the remnants of the Xiao Clan, the smile on the white-robed man's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a little coldness.

The man in black frowned.

"The ancient emperor Tuoshe's cave must have a complete ancient jade to open it, so don't delay the important matter."

"I know.

But the ancient clan kept a close eye on it. The high-level powerhouses in the clan could not do it easily, and could only let the people below do it. "

The white-robed man shook his head.

Although they have reached the top of the continent, they are not without opponents, and they also have scruples in doing things.

"I have also heard about the remnants of the Xiao Clan.

It seems that a man named Xiao Yan grew up. "

"Grow up?

Haha, Brother Wu Wu is quite humorous.

Not to mention Xiao Yan, even Su Yun, the so-called No. 1 Arrogant on the mainland today, is no more than mediocre.

Ordinary people without the power of blood, and the abandoned blood, how can they grow up? "

The white-robed man seemed to have heard some joke, and chuckled lightly.

That's right, for the ancient races, the pride of heaven on the mainland is not eye-catching.

Even if Su Yun is now the number one in the mainland, an eighth-rank and nine-color alchemist, he can only make them look sideways.

From their point of view, Su Yun's importance is far inferior to Xiao Yan's, even if his cultivation and achievements are higher than Xiao Yan's.

The ancient eight tribes have looked down on the world for thousands of years, and they have seen countless Tianjiao like carp crossing the river.

But these so-called arrogances are just a flash in the pan, or died in a battle, or stuck in a certain bottleneck, and they will not make any progress in their lives. Only when they step into the holy land can they have the qualification to face it squarely.

"Yeah……"

The black-robed man's brows were completely wrinkled into the word Sichuan.

According to reports from his subordinates, Su Yun was the last person to refine the Three Thousand Flames.

And the three wisps of fire he left on the three wastes also suddenly lost contact.

In such a situation, he would naturally think that this matter was caused by Su Yun.

But his intuition told him that this was impossible.

No matter how weak Zihuo was, it was separated from him.

If you want to completely destroy this fire, you must have a strong fighter.

But it is easy to destroy, but it is difficult to cut off the connection between him and Zihuo.

The Void Swallowing Flame can even erode space, and the space cage built by ordinary Dou Sheng can't isolate his perception at all.

If you want to completely isolate them, you must have Seven Star Fighting Saints.

Could it be that there is a Seven Star Fighting Saint standing behind Su Yun?

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Sunny City, a shop in the DC area.

Su Yun took advantage of his spare time to visit the shop where Haibodong and Venerable Tianhuo sold Yunling Dust.

The business is extremely booming, the front of the store is crowded with people, all of them are alchemists, and most of them are seventh-rank alchemists.

"As usual, for five grains of pregnant spirit dust, the starting price is two eighth-order magic cores.

Shoot now! "

Venerable Tianhuo took out a jade bottle from the ring and shouted loudly.

That's right, five pills, the price of Yunling Dust is calculated by pill!

However, the Yunling dust that Su Yun replaced with the system at the beginning piled up into a hill, almost filling the ring.

Among them, huge profits can be imagined.

"I have three eighth-order magic cores!"

"Four!"

"A elixir of eight grades and one color!"

"..."

Su Yun stood not far away, watching these alchemists bid wildly, a slight smile flashed in his eyes.

Call, the higher the bid, the better...

Su Yun didn't bother Hai Bodong and Venerable Skyfire, but just waited silently.

An hour passed, today's Yunling Dust was sold out, and Su Yun also went to the store.

"You are free to come over today."

Hai Bodong grinned, and handed the ring full of resources to Su Yun.

Su Yun took it, poked his soul power into it, looked at the various magic cores, medicinal materials, and elixirs inside and nodded in satisfaction.

Nine eighth-level magic cores can replace one ninth-level magic core. If this continues, even the ninth-level magic core can be consumed wantonly.

These resources can fully support him and the little doctor to the stage of fighting for saints.

"By the way, Danta seems to have made a big move recently."

At this time, Venerable Tianhuo seemed to think of something and said to Su Yun.

"Oh, what action?"

Su Yun frowned slightly.

"I heard from the alchemist who looked over that during this period of time, the Pill Pagoda should use pills to summon strong men to attack some branches of the Soul Palace."

Regarding the superpowers of Danta Tower and Soul Palace, Venerable Tianhuo did not continue to speak, but communicated with Su Yun through soul sound transmission.

"I see."

Su Yun nodded clearly.

During the alchemy meeting, the soul hall attacked the alchemy tower, if the alchemy did not fight back, it might lose face.

Although attacking some unimportant branch halls is not painful or itchy for the Soul Hall, it is a matter of attitude and must be put on the table.

Afterwards, Su Yun returned to the residence alone, but Venerable Tianhuo and Hai Bodong were used to living in the shop and did not come back.

And at this moment, a group of unruly figures appeared in the Holy Pill City.