Chapter 949

One after another, the golden fire lotus burst, and the golden flame danced in all directions.

Three foot mountain people want to retreat, want to withdraw, but still too late.

In the face of these golden fires, the golden Wu heaven burning Sabre of top-grade Saint soldier can finally be used again.

The headmaster of SANZU mountain dare not hesitate. He quickly waves his knife to resist the fierce fire in front of him.

The golden and black spirits in the spirit flag are threatened. They wake up again and fly out spontaneously to resist the terrible flame in front of them.

The golden fire lotus exploded. Although most of the forces were directed to attack the three foot mountain people, there was also boundless fire surrounding yanzhaoge.

Yan Zhaoge takes the sun seal from ah Hu's hand. The sun shines all over the room, blocking the fire.

"If you have my life, you will have to plant gold lotus in the fire." He shook his head and exclaimed: "it is easy to say it is difficult to do it. This wonderful fire Golden Lotus is really fierce and difficult to control."

The golden fire broke out fiercely, but it came and went quickly.

Yan Zhaoge holds up the sun seal after the initial outbreak, takes out the anti heaven and earth axe and splits the road, then rushes to the three foot mountain people!

Since he wants to leave the golden and black ghost, of course, he will not allow the ghost to be consumed in the fire.

Being bombarded by the golden fire, no matter the people in SANZU mountain or the spirits of Jinwu, all of them have lost their vitality.

That top-grade Saint soldier's golden Wu heaven burning Sabre was originally hurt by Yan Zhaoge's dark green bamboo stick. Now it's even scarred.

The crack on the blade, which was as thin as a spider's silk, became visible at this moment.

A noble soldier seems to break at any time.

At last, the fire broke out most violently, but before they could catch their breath, Yan Zhaoge followed suit.

"See who stands for the glory of the sun?" In Yan Zhaoge's laughter, he grabbed the sun seal with his palm, held it high above his head, and then shot it down towards the leader of tripod mountain!

At one stroke, fantianshu, Yinyang Tianshu, sun Scripture and other unique mysteries are integrated.

The scene in front of the headmaster of SANZU mountain is changeable, as if the sun star on the sky is falling from the sky, together with the whole sky, it collapses, all the weight is added on the setting sun, which will destroy the sky and the earth!

He had no choice but to hold up his hands and intercept the attack.

The sun's imprint blows down, and the golden black burning knife shakes violently.

In the middle of the hilt, it was bent and almost broken!

Straight long handle broadsword, hard to be smashed into an arc!

Yan Zhaoge succeeded in one move, but did not continue to pursue. Instead, his body suddenly flashed back.

The three foot mountain warrior nearby intended to shake the soul flag to help his leader, but there was a fierce red light on Yan Zhaoge.

In a flash of red light, Yan Zhaoge has instantly arrived near the soul flag!

The leader of tripod mountain was shocked. He wanted to intercept, but it was too late.

Yan Zhaoge refers to the sword, and a sword pierces the eyebrow of those three legged martial artists.

One of them is called the martial saint of seeing God. It's not surprising that he fell down.

The soul flag he held fell into the Yanzhao singers.

After Yan Zhaoge killed people and seized the flag, he directly threw the soul flag into the Dragon Palace to suppress it, then turned back to pick up the sun seal and hit the leader of SANZU mountain.

The dark green bamboo stick reappears, and a stick knocks down the golden black heaven burning knife.

The next moment, Yanzhao singer palms down, grasps the sun seal, heads down to the opponent.

The old man, zuomu, said: "don't be complacent, you are Yan. I will not let you go. I'm waiting for you..."

Before saying that, Yan Zhaoge has already smashed under the sun!

"Killing you doesn't make me proud." Yan Zhaoge said: "as for what you can do to me, you don't need to worry about it."

The other side raises the hand to resist, but sees own hands, actually melts in the dazzling sunlight.

First the hands, then the arms, and finally the head.

The last memory in his life is Yan Zhaoge's voice: "by the way, thank you all the same. Without you, I would like to break through so many wonderful lotus flowers in front of me. Maybe it will take a little more time. Now it's a lot easier."

The old man seemed to be melted and engulfed by the burning of the great day of terror. He died without trace!

Yan and Zhao singers kept on killing all those three legged warriors.

Outside Zongyuan temple, at the foot of Chongshan mountain, there are several three foot mountain warriors staying here.

They stared at each other, a small gold knife, broken in two.

Originally, the shining blade was completely dim, as if covered with dust.

Several warriors of SANZU mountain are in a panic.

Because the appearance of the golden Sabre at the moment means that the leader of tripod mountain has fallen!

Although we are not sure about the safety of the two greatest treasures of the clan, the soul flag and the golden Wu heaven burning sword, we are not optimistic.

The three foot mountain warrior who entered Zongyuan temple may even be completely annihilated!

The three legged mountain warriors who came to search for treasure this time are all the top players in the sect.

But now as the leader of the sect, the first expert has also fallen. Most of the treasures are hopeless. Tripod mountain will lose its vitality.

They failed in this adventure.

Not only have no harvest, but will lose a lot, and may even let them fall into the cloud, it is difficult to maintain their former status in Qingfeng plateau.

"What to do?" Several people looked at a middle-aged man.

He is also a powerful martial saint in Xianqiao realm.

Wusheng Qichong, the cultivation of Xianqiao's early realm, is the second expert of SANZU mountain who came to search for treasure this time. He stayed here to fight.

He stared at the broken golden dagger in his hand. After a brief loss of consciousness, he soon recovered.

"According to the leader's instructions before entering, follow the plan." The middle-aged man said in a deep voice, "no matter the headmaster's accident is caused by other treasure hunters, or they are planted under the protection and prohibition of the Dharma protection here, our hope to get the treasure is slim."

"At this moment, only by muddling up the water can we have the last hope. If things cannot be done and the situation is chaotic, it is easier for us to take over the surviving colleagues and evacuate here."

After all, instead of climbing, he turned away from the foot of the mountain.

The other three legged warriors were not surprised. They all followed him.

Not far away, the vast fog rising, hidden in the fog, there is clearly a huge lake.

These three legged warriors are suspended above the lake. Looking down, they can see that the water is rolling.

Instead of reflecting them, the lake presents a strange and chaotic scene.

It turns out that the lake is also a gap of time-space fracture, connecting the cave with the other world.

This time, when the cave was opened, there was also a sense of difference. I hope that I can reach the cave of Zongyuan temple in front of me through the passage of time and space.

But the people on the opposite side are not like Yan Zhaoge and SANZU Shanwu. They have half of the broken dust on their hands.

So although those people find their way to the door, they lack keys and road signs and can only wander outside.

When people from SANZU mountain entered the cave, they found it right near the lake.

In the past, they would not like to have someone else to share.

But at the moment, seeing that he has fallen, the three legged martial artists certainly don't mind, looking for another competitor for Yan Zhaoge, who has the advantage.

The leading three foot mountain fairy bridge was built as an elder. He took out the half of the dust without expression and threw it into the lake.

Then a group of three legged warriors all backed away and walked to the mountain where Zongyuan temple was located.

The next moment, the lake suddenly stirred and rose to the sky!

A clear Fengming resounds through the sky.

See a fire phoenix, take the lead to fly out of the lake!