Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 894: Golden Flame

"Ok?"

The monks in the array changed their look.

No one had expected that Wu Yuan had just finished speaking, and this horrible fire array would be able to isolate the telepathy, and a voice would be transmitted from the outside.

This is really ironic.

What made Nangong Ling trio overjoyed was that the people seemed to be here to help them!

Wu Yuan, as the master of the Underworld, can naturally see the outside through the billowing black smoke.

Wu Yuan glanced, there was only one person outside.

And the state of cultivation is in the late Yuan Ying period, so I feel relieved.

The next Yuanyuan Zhenjun showed his murderous face, his eyes were fierce, he looked at Wu Yuan and made a beheading gesture towards the outside!

Wu Yuan shook his head.

For some reason, he always felt that there was a strangeness in the body, which was beyond words.

He didn't want to be right and wrong, he just wanted this person to leave as soon as possible.

"Taoyou, I'd like to persuade you that you can't do anything about it! You can't manage it!" Wu Yuan said coldly, with a hint of threat in his tone.

"Taoyou, we are disciples of Bailianmen. Please help to Bailianmen for help. This kind of kindness is unforgettable in the future, and we will thank you in the future!"

Nangong Ling quickly called out for help.

Wu Yuan sneered, and said, "I said, your voice can't be heard, and he can't hear it!"

"I can hear."

The sound outside sounded again, with a hint of jokes.

"how is this possible!"

Wu Yuan's expression changed slightly, and he frowned.

This person's voice can not only be transmitted into the large array, but also be heard in the large array?

What secret is there in this person's eyes?

At this moment, people outside smiled gently and said indifferently: "You have a lot of loopholes in this array, in my eyes, it is no different from transparency."

As soon as the voice fell, I saw someone reaching out his palm and grabbing a flag inserted into the ground. With a little luck, he pulled it out!

These dozens of flags can only be gathered into a large array if they fall in specific positions.

As long as one goes, the large array naturally disappears.

The cold wind blew, and in a blink of an eye, the billowing smoke had disappeared.

Nangong Ling and others looked sideways, and they saw a figure standing not far away, with dark hair and blue shirt, rough face and wind and frost. They seemed to have just experienced a long journey.

This man in blue shirt is only in the late Yuan infant period. It doesn't look strange, and there are no signs of big door power on the cuffs.

The three of Nangong Ling were slightly disappointed.

One of the women looked anxious, while resisting the surrounding magical flying sword, shouted, "My name is Ruxuan, you remember, go to Bailianmen for help!"

Ru Xuan saw the T-shirt man motionless, but couldn't help but urge: "Come on! What are you doing standing there silly, you won't even be able to run for a while!"

Wu Yuan's face was gloomy, and the raging fire had already gone. The three of Nangong Ling saw the sun again, and bound to add countless variables.

"Solve them as soon as possible, regardless of life or death!"

Wu Yuan's eyes flashed a decision, and at the same time, God's understanding and transmission made one of the Yuan Ying Zhenjun come forward and stop the young man in the blue shirt not far away.

"kill!"

Wu Yuan took eight Yuan Ying Zhenjun and surrounded the three members of Nangong Ling. He was ready to make a full-fight shot and completely kill the three to prevent other accidents.

On the other side, a Yuanying Zhenjun paced toward the man in the blue shirt. With no expression on his face, he secretly determined in his hands and was ready to kill in one shot!

The T-shirt man smiled slightly at the man.

As soon as this person was about to shoot, he felt a flower in front of him, blue shadows flickering, and a breath of breath suffocating to his face!

"you……"

This person just said a word, and felt two eyes and one black, and a sudden pain came from his mind, and then his consciousness sank and he completely lost consciousness.

A headless corpse plopped and fell into a pool of blood.

"what!"

One of the female monks couldn't help exclaiming when she saw this.

Wu Yuan turned slowly, staring at the corpse on the ground, his pupils contracted slightly!

too fast!

They have just surrounded the three of Nangong Ling, and before they have shot, the battle over there is over!

There is no complicated process.

The blue-shirted man stepped forward and smashed his opponent's head with one palm!

Simple, clean and neat!

Wu Yuan suddenly realized that coming was tricky!

If they don't cope, they are likely to carry a big heel!

Wu Yuan raised his head slightly, motioned for the remaining eight Yuan Yingzheng to surround Nangong Ling and solve them as soon as possible.

He was so conscious that he had gathered dozens of pole flags planted on the ground back together!

"Friend, you slammed the ghost door by yourself, so no wonder I am!"

Wu Yuan's eyebrows flickered, a huge consciousness was poured into the banner, and his hands were raised.

Dozens of pole flags burst through the air, the runes on the flag poles bloomed with a tricky light, mysterious mystery, and a loud sound, the flag poles actually ignited a blazing flame!

The flame shimmered with dim light, as if from a hellfire from hell. Although it was burning, it exudes a cold atmosphere!

"It is the spear of the underworld!"

Nangong Ling changed his look, exclaimed.

Another female nun who never spoke, looked at Emei, worried, and couldn't help but remind her: "Beware of Taoists, this method is powerful and should not be tough."

The woman's voice turned tenderly, such as flowing water, which is very pleasant.

"Oh, just remind now, it's too late!"

Wu Yuan sneered, pinched the law, and shouted, "Ning!"

call!

Dozens of flags were in front of the T-shirts, and they quickly moved closer together, as if fused together, condensed into a huge spear that burned the murky fire, running through the void!

The man in the blue shirt looked at the lance that was stabbing, tilted his head slightly, his eyes flickered, as if he was thinking something, a little bit surprised.

"It's over!"

Seeing this scene, Nangong Ling's heart sank completely.

After finally encountering a monk, it turned out to be a reckless man.

"This reckless man's heart is too big!"

Ru Xuan complained, "How can anyone walk away in battle! How did this person cultivate to Yuanying Realm!"

Seeing the huge spear of the underworld, it was necessary to pierce the head of the blue-shirted man.

"Ugh."

The woman with a gentle voice sighed slightly and turned her head slightly, seeming unbearable.

At this moment, the man in the blue shirt seemed to react, and suddenly stretched out his palm, slamming his finger.

call!

A golden flame suddenly appeared on the fingertips of the man in the blue shirt.

This golden flame is the size of a fist.

But it exudes a sacred and immaculate breath, and just released it, it will completely dispel the cold and cold breath around!

The man in the blue shirt looked at the golden flame at his fingertips, seemed very happy, grinned, and flicked his fingers.

The golden flames fluttered and collided with the spear of the underworld!

Huh!

The burning nether fire on the spear went out almost instantly!

Of course, the golden flames also dissipated.

Wu Yuan looked shocked.

Then a small group of flames could actually obliterate the raging fire on the spear. What kind of flame is it?

In the eyes of the three Nangong Ling, in addition to shock, there is still a little doubt.

The golden flame of this man in the blue shirt is extremely sacred and completely different from the flame they cultivate, but they feel a resonance in this flame!

In Bailianmen, only monks who practice that kind of practice can have this resonance with each other!

And that kind of work method can never be spread!

(End of this chapter)