Chapter 897

Blood spilled and five fingers flew out.

"Dare to do it! Die!" a cold voice came into the ears of the old man in purple.

The palm of his hand suddenly looked forward, and a terrible force shrouded the old man in purple in an instant.

Although the old man in purple was cut off in a panic, he was a strong man in the realm of God and Emperor. At this time, he felt that his life was threatened and could no longer care that he was in the auction hall.

His eyes were cold, and a bronze oil lamp appeared in his hand. A flame the size of soybeans was lit on the oil lamp, and a terrible burning smell spread all over the auction house.

At this time, countless practitioners can't help feeling that they seem to be in a terrible magma lake. The endless heat around them makes them feel that their skin is shriveled in an instant and their water is reduced by 30%.

Especially Zhao Yuande, he felt the strongest at this time. He even felt that his hand was about to melt.

"No!" Zhao Yuande is not worried about himself now, but about Xie Nan around her. If she is roasted by this burning heat for a long time, I'm afraid she will turn into a mummy after only three breaths.

With a flick of his palm, he directly included Xie Nan into the trial space, which began to really face the old man in purple in front of him.

"Hey, hey! You dare to run wild in the territory of our Wantong chamber of Commerce. Today I'll let you taste the taste of being roasted by the true fire of the earth center." the old man in purple laughed repeatedly. This oil lamp was obtained by chance. According to various identification, it is a broken chaotic treasure, and the flame carried in it is a more cherished congenital fire, the true fire of the earth center!

He has clearly felt that the cultivation of the person opposite should not be as good as himself. Under the terrible power of true inflammation in the earth's heart, even an ordinary emperor can't survive, let alone a boy whose cultivation is not as good as himself!

"Don't mess!" Mrs. Rong, who presided over the auction at this time, suddenly saw the young man's face and felt very familiar. Only in a moment, she thought of his identity.

This person is the person named by the head of Wantong chamber of Commerce to make good friends, the owner of the world's best food, a young man who can kill the strong in the imperial realm by his own means.

He was not worried that the old man in purple would kill Zhao Yuande, but that once Zhao Yuande could not be killed, there would be only death waiting for them.

Although the old man in purple heard Mrs. Rong's voice, he didn't pay attention. He thought Mrs. Rong was timid and kind of women, so he didn't pay attention at all.

Zhao Yuande felt the terrible heat and was thinking about how to deal with it. However, an excited voice suddenly came from his palm: "delicious! Delicious!"

A blue child's virtual shadow suddenly appeared on the back of his hand. The child was only one foot tall, but he was very cute. His big eyes stared at the soybean sized flame on the oil lamp without blinking.

The old man in purple was stunned when he saw the little boy, and then his face looked very surprised.

"The fire of green lotus!" the old man in purple shouted in his heart, almost shouting excitedly.

This green lotus fire is a very strange flame. It can evolve by constantly swallowing other flames. Its power can even instantly burn out a big world. It is a great threat to the existence of the strong in the immortal realm!

What's more, it can eventually evolve into Qinglian chaotic fire, and even Qinglian creation fire, these two kinds of anti heaven flames!

"Come! Come! As long as you follow me, this earth core inflammation is yours!" at this time, the old man in purple waved to the blue child constantly, trying to use which earth core inflammation to lure the blue child.

"How fragrant!" the little blue boy ignored the old man, but turned his eyes to the earth's heart, which was the size of soybeans. He jumped on the back of Zhao Yuande's hand and rushed to the oil lamp.

Feel the existence of the cyan child, the point on the oil lamp, the earth's heart the size of a soybean is really inflamed, like a frightened child, constantly trying to shrink into the oil lamp.

"Hey, hey! Come on! Come on!" seeing this scene, the old man in purple immediately felt happy. Although the oil lamp in his hand was broken, it was still a top-level congenital treasure, and had a strong restraining effect on the special flame. As long as the little boy in green came to the oil lamp, the old man in purple could immediately include the little boy in the oil lamp!

Geocentric Zhenyan suddenly retracted into the oil lamp. When Zhao yuandeton felt that the terrible force of fire had disappeared. He no longer had any scruples. His palm continued to move forward and directly patted the old man in purple on his chest.

I'll let you shoot. You can't kill me. As long as I don't die at once, the cyan child will be included in the oil lamp, and then I will use the oil lamp to break through the void and run away directly. No one can catch me!

Although the old man calculated well, he didn't think how terrible Zhao Yuande's palm was!

How could Zhao Yuande not know what the other party thought? A bright star in his palm suddenly lit up, and eight different colors of light appeared in his palm instantly, and began to rotate constantly.

A huge black vortex flew out of his palm, and the terrible force tore the body of the old man in purple madly.

The old man in purple was going to resist Zhao Yuande's blow. He was immediately torn to pieces by the power of the black vortex, and even the spirit didn't escape.

The oil lamp was grabbed by Zhao Yuande and handed to the blue child.

Zhao Yuande glanced at the oil lamp, and immediately his heart began to thump.

"Yuxu glazed lamp, broken, chaotic treasure..."

He seems to have heard of this treasure, but why is it broken? What terrible war did you go through?

"Qinglian, I think this oil lamp is good. Why don't you parasitize in the oil lamp in the future!" Zhao Yuande saw that the cyan child had jumped on the oil lamp and began to devour the flame above with joy. He turned his hand and directly incorporated the oil lamp into the other side of the world.

"This..." the people in the auction house were stunned almost at this moment.

This matter is complicated. In fact, the old man in purple rushed over and wanted to take the jade amulet in Xie Nan's hand to the black vortex in Zhao Yuande's hand and tear it up. In fact, it took only a blink of an eye.

At this time, all talents really react.

"Senior! Can you come out and give me a statement!" Zhao Yuande looked up at the sky, and a trace of anger appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"Little friend, we meet again!" a familiar voice came from the sky. The figure of Manlong shenhuang appeared in the sky and came to Zhao Yuande the next moment.