Chapter 3401

As he walked out slowly, Ming Huan waved, and an invisible hot energy immediately wrapped around the boulder at his feet.

"Boom!"

The boulder trembled, then moved across the space with the roar, and finally appeared in the middle of the double League lineup of sky League and Tianluo League.

Ming Huan's figure fluctuated, and then fell on the boulder like streamer. He looked at the people of the far sky alliance from a distance and said, "Ming fire world, Tianming fire family, Ming Huan."

"Tianming fire clan, the number of this ghost race is small, second only to the five ghost races. According to my information, this Ming Huan is still the descendant of the true meaning nirvana. There are strong ancestors who were once the true meaning nirvana." Peony looked at the Ming Huan walking out of the front air and said to the people.

"The true meaning, the descendants of Nirvana?"

Hearing the speech, Lu Shaoyou couldn't help looking at that Minghuan more. The Yin cold and hot breath coexist on his body, which is very rare. The cultivation level of Sanyuan Huahong should be a little higher than that of the old woman.

"Tianming fire clan is mainly concentrated in the world of hell fire. This kind of creature is very terrible, especially its own Tianming fire is very difficult to deal with." Yang Guo seems to know a lot about this day's hell fire clan.

Ming Huan looked at the people in the sky alliance, glanced at them one by one, and finally fell directly on Lu Shaoyou's Taigu Youming Yan soul, saying, "it's you!"

"Boss."

Seeing that Minghuan of Luo Meng chose Taigu youmingyan that day, Bruce Lee and peony immediately looked at Lu Shaoyou.

Lu Shaoyou's soul separated from the ancient nether world. The corners of his mouth raised slightly and outlined a smile. The long sleeves of his blue robe shook, and a mountain like boulder suddenly swept out of his surrounding space. The soles of his feet jumped up with the looming hot and cold air, and fell on the mountain like boulder.

"Boom!"

The boulder collided with the boulder at the foot of Ming Huan. With the soul of the ancient Youming inflammatory body falling separately, everything was done at one go and clean!

However, as Lu Shaoyou's soul and breath fluctuated, the man in ink robe in Tianluo League looked calm. At this moment, it was as if a stone fell on the calm water, and his eyes suddenly fluctuated. His eyes suddenly fell on the Taigu Youming Yan.

"Give me your name?"

The soul of the ancient Youming inflamed body was separated by visual landing and less travel. The Ming Huan looked at it and wiped a little doubt in the depths of his eyes.

Lu Shaoyou's soul separated from the ancient netherworld, looked at the netherworld, and whispered: "waste world, Feiling gate, netherworld!"

"Feiling gate...?" Ming Huan frowned slightly, as if he had never heard of the existence of Feiling gate.

Feiling gate is famous in the world of the Shangqing Dynasty, but it is nothing in many worlds in the whole 3000 worlds. Even Prince Qinglei and Prince Feilong joined Feiling gate recently, which is quite different from the two alliances.

The two major leagues of the Shangqing world did not have much fame in the whole 3000 world, let alone feilingmen.

"Feiling gate!"

However, in the sky battlefield, Ming Huan didn't know about the Feiling gate, but in the secret place of the upper Qing world, everyone before the space-time projection transmission array was stunned, especially for the people of the Feiling gate.

"The nether world represents the flying spirit gate."

Everyone in Lingwu world also looked at each other at the moment, and their eyes were tightly locked in the space-time projection transmission array.

"Netherworld, is it...?"

Dugu Aonan, the most holy emperor, Duanmu qiongtian, Beigong Qingcang and others looked at each other, looking at the figure of the blue robe, it seemed that they were aware of it.

"No matter what you are, you will lose this one!"

Ming Huan looked at the ancient nether inflammation, and the fingerprints suddenly formed. The next moment, a cold and hot breath rolled out all over him, just like a bomb dropped in the calm sky space, which made the space suddenly vibrate violently.

"It's a strong breath. The hot and cold Qi affects the soul and source power. On this day, the Ming fire family will not be under the five families of the Ming spirit."

Many eyes are slightly picky. Under the breath of Ming Huan, they have proved their own strength. Once they make a move, they won't be under the just old woman.

"Wow!"

In a short moment, a cold and hot palm print was condensed in the right hand of Ming Huan. The tiptoe was on the ground. The figure swept out like lightning with a terrible cold and hot breath, and then appeared in front of the ancient nether world.

"Hula!"

A palm print of Ming Huan fell, and a large space was hot and cold, and then turned into nothingness.

In full view of the public, when all eyes saw that the cold and hot palm print fell on Lu Shaoyou.

"Hiss!"

Suddenly, the pupils of all eyes contracted, and I saw a light palm of the nether world meet each other. The palms collided instantly, and a blue flame spread and swept out, directly resisting the cold and hot palm print.

At the same time, the cold and hot palm print was directly burned into nothingness in a short moment.

"The nether world is so strong!"

The wind is long, and the sky is empty. Wu tuofan looks at each other. If Wuchen looks at each other, the palm of Minghuan is extraordinary, but I didn't expect that it was destroyed by the nether world of Feiling gate.

"Pedal pedal!"

In a short moment of collision, Ming Huan's body directly staggered and retreated. Only he knew best that the breath in the blue fire was enough to make his heart and soul uneasy, trembled for it, and his eyes immediately turned into a color of shock.

All the disciples of Feiling sect clenched their fists in the secret place of the world in the upper Qing Dynasty. They were excited and inexplicable one by one.

"When did our Feiling gate become so strong? Now my Feiling gate is very popular."

Yin ghost, Yin night fork, Earth Dragon, seven swords, seven evil spirits, Bai Jingtang, fan Tong and others looked at each other and were excited one by one.

"I didn't expect such a young generation in Feiling gate. It's awesome."

Prince Qinglei, Prince Feilong and Prince Yunlei also looked at each other and were excited.

"Is the nether world really from Feiling gate?"

High above the sky, the popular God looked at the ice sky. On the old wrinkled face, the boundless and vast eyes also showed the color of doubt at this time.

Bingtian looked at the popular God and said, "popular brother, you ask me, I ask who to go, but anyway, Feiling gate is also in the world of the Qing Dynasty."

"It seems that there are many things hidden in this boy." the popular God sighed, but a smile appeared in his vast eyes.

"The Tianming fire clan is not weak, but if it has only this ability, I'm afraid it's not enough." Lu Shaoyou's Taigu Youming fire body soul stands separately with hands, the blue fire in the palm converges, the faint hot and cold breath fluctuates, and faint dents appear in the surrounding space.

At this moment, only the strongest person present will find that the whole space has been quietly distorted by energy.

"What a powerful natural spirit. Ming Huan won't be an opponent."

Tianluo League has always been a silent young man in ink robes. He looked at the figure in blue robes from a distance. At the moment, he murmured for it.

"Shi Tian, is the nether world really so strong? Is the nether world not easy to deal with?"

A woman in armor asked the man in the ink robe. In her bright eyes, it seemed that she didn't believe what the man in the ink robe said. However, she knew the strength of Ming Huan and the cards of Ming Huan, which was definitely not easy to provoke.

The man in the ink robe who was called "Shi Tian" glanced at the woman in armor. His tone was still very flat and said, "two Ming Huan won't be opponents, let alone one Ming Huan. The strength of the nether world is rare to me."

The armor woman stared at the man in the ink robe for a while, half convinced and half suspicious, and then her eyes looked at the front air again.

"The unknown Feiling gate is really arrogant. Over the years, I have never seen anyone who is arrogant in front of me. In the end, there is only one end, that is death!"

As the voice of the ancient Youming inflammation fell, the source force of the Ming Huan surged, suppressed the inexplicable heart tremor in the heart, and the eyes surged up again. From the whole body, a hot, yin and cold breath filled the air.

"Try my heavenly fire."

Ming Huan's voice fell, his robe waved, his whole body suddenly became hot and cold, a strange green flame suddenly surged up, and Ming Huan's thin body was instantly covered.

"Hula!"

The green flame burst out, and the sky was suddenly turbulent. The cold and hot breath filled the sky, stinging the soul. The flame rolled and blocked out the sky!

After a while, the strange and terrible green flame has covered a large space. The terrible and strange atmosphere makes the young peak present feel cold.

Tianming fire is the bottom card of Tianming fire clan. With Tianming fire, Tianming fire clan can stand in three thousand thousand worlds. Even compared with the five races of the underworld, they will not be afraid. If it is not because the number of Tianming fire clan is the least, the five races of the underworld will not be the five races, but the six races.