Chapter 1225

“Why does the city of Vulcan gather so many fire race people? What are everyone crying?” Just as all the Fire Spirit people were crying, a vast old voice suddenly appeared in the city of Vulcan. The underground sounded.

“Old Ancestor, you, finally woke up!” Hearing this voice, the Fire Tower is in the middle of the Spirit Race patriarch, the Spirit Race, the Big Princess, the three-player guards, etc. All the fires of the Race Race are rushing from Vulcan The tower rushed out and sang in the air under the city of Vulcan, and the voice trembled.

“What the hell?” The old and old voice frowned, and then with his voice, the ground of the city of Vulcan began to crack, and a flaming gold coffin with numerous golden lights was slowly rising from the ground.

“See Old Ancestor!” Looking at this flaming gold coffin, all the people of the Fire Spirit Race are all kneeling, bowing, and screaming in the mouth.

“Old Ancestor, our Fire Spirit Race is annihilated!” A fire Spirit Race whimper, tears are as follows, unable to contain himself, crying.

“Well?” Hearing this, the vast and old voice suddenly changed his face, and the tone suddenly became completely and angry, and a strong killing intent spread out in the voice.

Then, the flaming gold coffin suddenly opened, and then a violent breath like a stormy wave and a half burst from it, swept the entire city of Vulcan.

The terrifying power of the terrifying is as broad as the Mount Tai, and it is pressed against the hearts of all Fire Race people. The people who press all the Spirit Races are trembling.

“What is the matter? In detail!” Among the jinjin coffins, a golden dragon robe, walked like a dragon and stepped like a tiger, full of honor, just like a god-like old man from it. Strode out, then he stood in the air, the whole person put on a golden sun, shining around, the low voice and severe opening to the fire Spirit Race patriarch and other fires.

“Old Ancestor, that’s it!” Yang Yun spoke, with a hint of fear and fear in his voice, narrating everything about Xiao Fan.

After a while!

Yang Yun finally finished, and this golden dragon robe old man is temporarily silent, standing empty, seems to be thinking about something, his face is gloomy, like the ability to drip water.

All the people in the Spirit Race are afraid to talk. Everyone is subconsciously holding their breath, and some of them are watching the golden dragon robe old man, and the body is still shaking.

“Xiao Fan, is it? Very good!” I don’t know how long it took, just when all the people in the Fire Race are unable to hold it, the golden dragon robe old man finally opened, breaking the solidification in the air. Repress the atmosphere, then nod, the voice is cold, killing intent and nodded and said, “This person, I will personally get rid of his head, and then use his head to pay homage to our fire Spirit Race millions of clansman’s soul! ”

“Old Ancestor is unparalleled!” Hearing the golden dragon robe old man, suddenly Yang Yun and all the people in the Fire Race are all looking happy, and they screamed again, and they couldn’t help but scream in their eyes. As if they saw the scene of Xiao Fan being smashed by the golden dragon robe old man on the spot, the whole person was very excited.

The golden dragon robe Old Ancestor of Fire Race Race is not easy, because he is a person who has lived for eight thousand years without dying.

It is well known that Ming Yexue has lived for eight thousand years without death. It is a living legend, but few people know that in Qingyun State, Ming Yexue is not the only one after another. Spirit Race, there is also such a legend.

Compared with Ming Yexue, it was once famous, amazing, and a generation of peerless arrogance. The 8,000-year-old undead existence of the Fire Spirit Race was a genius that was not very good in the past, although it was also famous. But it was not very eye-catching, and many people didn’t care much about him at the time.

But he had other adventures that no one else could have imagined. He accidentally got a treasure that can be extended, and then quietly hid and silently accumulated strength.

And when he reappeared thousands of years later, even though someone can marry his longevity treasure, in the face of the terrifying power accumulated in his thousands of years, he can only retreat helplessly.

“Knife come!” golden dragon robe old man raised his hand at this time, shouted in a low voice, the sound is like a thunder, in the air, the endless sound, the fire on the ground, a lot of fire Spirit Race The people are bleeding from the ears, and the whole person is fainted.

“bang!”

With the golden dragon robe old man, the distant white is surrounded by a white flame, and the whole body is white and snowy. The long knife that looks beautiful is traversing the void from afar and rushing toward the golden dragon robe old man.

This snowy and beautiful long knife is the first township weapon of the Fire Spirit Race, the Vulcan inflammation knife!

The Vulcan Yan Knife is said to be the Qingyun State’s Fire Spirit Race. The old Ancestor was a private weapon taken from the Central Spirit’s Fire Race race. The specific level is unknown, but the formidable power is extremely impressive. Unimaginable terrifying power.

In the same year, Qingyun State was still under the rule of Myriad Swords Sect. The Southern Wilderness was also the domain of Myriad Swords Sect, but Qingyun State’s Fire Spirit Race, the Old Ancestor, was just at the peak of its own life. The state of the entire Myriad Swords Sect retreats, had to hand over the South.

Then Myriad Swords Sect also went to the army several times, trying to recapture the Southern Wilderness and killing the Spirit Race, but without exception, it was all played back by the old Race Ancestor of the Spirit Race, and finally Myriad Swords Sect can only In this regard, the South Wild is completely given to the Spirit Race, and it is no longer a step in the South.

“peng!”

Golden dragon robe old man Open the big hand, the two eyes sinking into a piece, forcefully grab, this snow white long knife was directly caught in his hand, but the snow white knife he caught in his hand seems to be somewhat dissatisfied, and only saw it Although caught by the golden dragon robe old man, the blade is constantly shaking and wants to get rid of the golden dragon robe old man.

“Humph!”

For the dissatisfaction and struggle of the snow-white long knife, the golden dragon robe old man is just coldly snorted, and the sound of the thunder is once again screaming in the air, stunning more people in the Spirit Race.

Then he exerted his strength, and the powerful force was all poured into the long white knife, and the snow white long knife was forcibly controlled.

I saw the Vulcan Yan knife finally obedient, the face of the golden dragon robe old man was better, then he held the Vulcan fire knife, his body stood straight, standing in the sky above the city of Vulcan, waiting for the arrival of Xiao Fan.

And looking at the Vulcan knives that don’t seem to obey the golden dragon robe old man command, the fires below the Spirit Race patriarch and other fires are very weird, but they don’t dare to say anything, only Standing with the golden dragon robe, waiting for Xiao Fan to arrive.

As the first township weapon of the Fire Spirit Race, the Vulcan knives are not only forformable power, but also can easily break the other three township weapons, and there are many restrictions on the use of the Vulcan.

One of the biggest limitations is that it must be used by the descendants of the Fire Race Race Old Ancestor, and the other sidelines are almost impossible to use!

Golden dragon robe old man Obviously not the descendant of the Fire Race Open Old Ancestor, so he can not use the Vulcan Yan knife, but now it is only by personal strength, temporarily let the Vulcan Yan knife yield.

However, the true formidable power of the Vulcan Yan knife that was forcibly pressed is simply not ok, and the golden dragon robe old man is able to swing 10%.

“Looks!” Yang Yun’s eyes flashed a glimpse of the rays of light, with a voice that couldn’t be heard and the fire Spirit Race, the three guards whispered to each other.

Time, a minute of the past!

After about half an hour, in the far side of the sky above the city of Vulcan, there was finally a black silhouette that was getting closer and closer. It was Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan The dark scorpion is like a prisoner. His pace is not ill, and he slowly walks in. The Ultimate Demon Knife black glow in his hand is vomiting, and the tremor of the courage entirely to break continues. Spread out.

Looking far away, Xiao Fan is like a god of death coming from hell, coming to the darkness and death, and slowly approaching the city of Vulcan!

And when I saw Xiao Fan coming out, carrying the Ultimate Demon Knife, who killed the millions of Fire Race people, the two million Fire Race people in the city of Vulcan suddenly became frightened. Back in the city, they pushed each other out, and many people in the Spirit Race were already scared and screamed.

Yang Yun and other big characters in the Fire Race are all subconsciously retreating, with a strong horror on his face. The body that had already calmed down could not help but tremble.

Among the first fierce places, looking at Xiao Fan’s dark death figure approaching the city of Vulcan, the star flame, the impotence, the yin dragon, the spark, and all the fires of the Spirit Race are no exception, they are completely soft. The ground, the big mouth and the breath, the expression is terrified!

“You, is Xiao Fan?” At this time, golden dragon robe old man squinted, looked toward towards Xiao Fan, holding a Vulcan Yan knife in his hand, with a dignified color on his face, suddenly coming forward, the voice was very low Said the opening.

In the face of the golden dragon robe old man’s question, in the distance, Xiao Fan did not speak at all, but the scorpion was dark and still walked toward the city of Vulcan in a slow and unhurried manner.

“Dare to kill our fire Spirit Race Millions of clansman, today I will kill you with a knife!” golden dragon robe old man The scorpion suddenly screamed, full of anger and bloodthirsty color, raised the fire knives, The tip of the knife pointed straight to Xiao Fan, and the mouth snarled.

just!

“Dry English!” Xiao Fan looked at the golden dragon robe old man and suddenly stood still, then stood opposite each other, facing the golden dragon robe old man, and said the tone plainly.