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In the Qingteng mountains, there are two major ethnic groups, one is the Muling ethnic group, but the Huoling ethnic group.

The fire spirit clan is also a kind of Natural Fire Warrior. There is a kind of fire in the body, which is similar to the congenital fire spirit, but not as rebellious as the congenital fire spirit.

Nearly one million fire spirit people are burning a faint red flame, gathering and flying, just like a cloud of fire coming across the sky.

Luo Yu is on the balcony of a wooden building, looking at this scene in surprise.

"No, the Huoling people are coming again"

Lin Na beside Luo Yu purrs her mouth, but her eyes are filled with disgust and fear.

"What's going on, Nell?"

Luo Yu picked up the little girl and looked at the sky.

"Big brother, it's Huoling. It's a disgusting race. It always comes to disturb the quiet life of our Muling. It's worse than the human race. Every time we come, we will die many people."

At this time, Zhan long and Yan Huan also flew over, and Zhan long said, "boss, this Huoling tribe is also a kind of tough race of Yucang. Unexpectedly, there are Huoling tribes here too"

while several people were talking, the soldiers of the Muling tribe and the Huoling tribe had already confronted each other over tens of thousands of meters.

Ai Wei and more than ten Wu Huang of the Muling clan flew in front of him, looking coldly at the Huoling warrior on the opposite side. Above their heads, there was the endless starry sky.

In front of the Huoling clan, there is a man with a big body, a rough face, red hair dancing like a beating flame, and a wisp of red flame burning in his eyes.

At his feet, he stepped on a giant dragon headed lizard, which was tens of meters long, with wings on its back and red scales.

"Yanlun, I didn't eat enough of the loss last time. Do you want to come to our Muling clan's idea this time?"

Ai Wei looks at the man opposite and says coldly.

Yanlun is the head of the Huoling tribe.

"Ha ha, Ai Wei, if you are wise, please hand over the source of life and Qingmu Linghuo, our Huoling clan can give you a ray of life and let you continue to live in this land, otherwise, today will be the day of your qingtengmu Linghuo"

Yan Lun looked at Ai Wei and said with a sneer.

"Hum, it's ridiculous. If you want to destroy our Muling clan, do you have the strength of Huoling clan? Get out of here, or you will never come back today "

Ai Wei's attitude is also extremely strong.

"I don't know what's good, kill me, and destroy the Muling people today"

Yanlun roared and ordered directly.

"Kill ~!"

All of a sudden, nearly a million Huoling soldiers turned into red streamers and went to kill the Muling. A huge sea of fire swept across the sky.

"Protect your home, fight!"

Ai Wei orders, that innumerable Mu Ling clan soldiers also shout to kill to rush up.

The hot flame, the essence of wood, the fire line true yuan and the wood line true yuan, two different kinds of energy in the sky, meet and collide together.

"Kill

A soldier of the fire spirit clan flew into the crowd with a long flame knife. He chopped it down and suddenly erupted a flame knife.

On the other side, several Muling soldiers, green Zhenyuan force, opened their bows and arrows, and several green arrows turned into streamers.

Poof!

That flame knife awn one knife cut to kill a soldier of wood spirit clan, but that several sharp arrows also pierced his true yuan to protect a body, directly killed his hole in the mid air.

This Huoling warrior burned a fierce flame, like a meteor falling into the air.

Pooh, Pooh, Pooh!

This is a strong warrior of the Huoling clan. With a wave of his long sword, dozens of Ningyuan soldiers of the Muling clan were killed and defeated, and the smart soldiers couldn't stop him.

In a short time, hundreds of Muling soldiers died in his hands.

Whoosh!

But at this time, a green sword suddenly shot and killed. The sword was so powerful that it could cut through the void.

The fire king was so frightened that he held up his sword and blocked it angrily, but he was killed by the sword and fell.

The emperor of the Muling tribe noticed him and killed him.

Two big tribes of people, horsemen and soldiers will be killed together, in the starry sky rang out bursts of roar and fighting roar.

Bang!

Ai Wei and Yan Lun turn into two streamers and bombard each other. A strong wave of true force comes, sweeping the sky and shaking the stars in the distance.

Both of them are strong and powerful in Yuan Dynasty.

Yanlun is holding a flame saber, which is engraved with 14 day inscriptions. With one knife, a flame saber of several kilometers erupts, and the space is directly cut a black line.

The sword in Ai Wei's hand shakes, and Zhen Yuan's strength surges into the spirit sword in his hand.Feng ~!

The spirit sword made a startling sound. A little bit in the starry sky, a green sword flower suddenly condensed. A little bit in the long sword, the sword flower went to kill the sword.

Thundering ~

there was a burst of thunder in the starry sky. The sword flower and the sword awn exploded, but the sword flower's attack was obviously a little stronger, and it turned into countless sharp sword Qi reflected to Yanlun.

"Roar ~"

the fire dragon at Yanlun's feet roared, and a red dragon erupted, forming a pillar of fire, smashing the sword.

However, Ai Wei's body moves. As soon as he steps, green flowers grow under his feet. Countless green flowers are forming in the void, and Ai Wei's figure seems to be a part of the flower, and he can't see it.

"Hua Ying bu"

Yan Lun's eyes narrowed and looked around warily. He used to suffer from this move.

"Shua!"

And at this time, a sword light suddenly shot from his back, Yan Lun immediately back to a block, at the same time cut out a knife awn.

But there is nothing in the void. The sword light is the formation of flower shadow.

Poof!

"Ah..."

At the moment of Yanlun turning back, a sword stabbed out from the front, penetrated one shoulder of Yanlun, then picked it, and directly cut off Yanlun's hand.

Yanlun howls and retreats, while Ai Wei's figure flashes and kills Yanlun with a sword.

This sword is straight at the head, and the pursuit of a blow will kill.

Yan Lun's pupil shrinks and roars.

"My Lord, help me!"

With his voice down, the body of that Ai Wei suddenly slows down, the speed drops greatly, the surrounding space, a ten million jin space pressure swept to him.

At this time, a middle-aged man with the same red hair suddenly appeared in the void. He clapped his hand and the clouds rolled,.

This palm is very powerful. He directly pats Ai Wei. Ai Wei's body speed drops greatly. Unexpectedly, he can't escape. He is caught in the fire cloud, vomits blood, throws it away, and crashes into a suspended meteorite.

Ai Wei's eyes showed the color of panic, and he was shocked and said, "the strong one in the cave!"