Emperor of Death

Chapter 560 Yechen's Helper

A total of twelve figures of Wu Zong appeared, and the melee of these figures made the entire magma sea tremble.

Clouds of magma splashed up and fell around Yechen.

As for Yechen, the original owner of the silver gun?They were completely ignored by the 12 people. From their point of view, no matter how they fight for the silver gun, the winner should be selected among the 12 of them. As for Yechen, it is just a lucky star who brought them treasures. It will inevitably be vented and killed by those who have not seized the treasure, and may suffer inhuman torture before death.

Wu Zong also drilled into the magma to catch the figure emitting the red beam of light under the magma. So far, except for Yechen and others, no one has found that the red light is a little charmander that is condensed from high-level flames, but This does not prevent everyone from considering this as a treasure.

The little fire dragon began to drill into the depths of the magma, and the two Wu Zong dug into the magma and searched continuously, and then Yechen saw the fiery red light dissipate, and the two Wu Zong did not return to the magma sea.

Ye Chen could conclude that if those two Wu Zong really dared to get close to the little fire dragon, they would have been burned into nothingness. The terrifying power of the flame was no less than Cang Yan's full blow, so Wu Zong had no reason to survive.

If possible, Yechen would not let the little fire dragon go.

The little fat man exclaimed on top of Yechen's head: "Yechen, are you stupid, run away, take advantage of this opportunity."

Yechen ignored the little fat man, and whispered softly: "The people in the dark should all come out."

On the Feiyun Treasure Ship, a figure appeared behind Little Fatty and Chang Baihui at some point. This figure seemed to be answering Yechen's words with a very respectful tone: "Yes, everyone has appeared."

The little fat man and Chang Baihui hurriedly turned their heads, and Chang Baihui could only feel that the old man in front of him was a little familiar, but the little fat man had an expression of a tired dog, and he opened his mouth in disbelief: "Fuck, this is, How could it be you, the old general?"

The person who appeared silently turned out to be Song Qiu. A little fat man would never think of existence. The little fat man only knew that he was once the leader of the death empire to the original secret realm, and he was an invincible master. But such a master, How could it suddenly appear?In addition, what the little fat man is more concerned about is whether Song Qiu and them are enemies or friends?

The little fat man looked at Song Qiu nervously, and if Song Qiu showed any trace of hostility, he would run away immediately.

Song Qiu said indifferently: "I came here a day ago."

Before the little fat man could ask, Ye Chen said calmly: "Since that's the case, then there's no need to reveal the things here, just kill it."

"Okay!" Song Qiu replied.

Twelve Wu Zong fought around the silver spear, and the fighting became more and more fierce. Because of mutual containment, the silver spear never fell into someone's hands.

Above the silver gun, a figure suddenly appeared. This figure did not have the scorching heat of the flame power, but had a bit of a cold taste instead.

Twelve Wu Zong raised their heads suddenly, and shouted at the top in unison: "Looking for death!"

The 12 people shot at the same time, blasting the figure above with flames one after another, which is bound to kill the outsiders together.

The old man snorted coldly, and immediately, an incomparable power suddenly radiated above the heads of everyone. This terrifying power instantly extinguished the greed in everyone's hearts, and made people clearly feel the fear of death.

"No!"

"Who are you!"

"asshole."

The twelve figures suddenly scattered like birds and birds.

Song Qiu slapped it down with a palm, the silver light condensed into a huge palm print that enveloped everyone, and the fleeing Wu Zong did not even groan, they were shattered under the silver light , not even dust left.

Immediately, silver light poured into the magma below, and a violent tsunami surged in all directions.

Under the nervous eyes of the little fat man, he saw Song Qiu holding the silver gun in his hand.

The next moment, Yechen stood on the bow of Feiyun Treasure Ship. Song Qiufei came back and stood by Yechen's side, then handed Yechen two silver guns.

Yechen took it, and then the Feiyun treasure ship soared into the sky.

Yechen stood at the bow of the boat and asked Song Qiu indifferently, "Where are those Emperor Wudi and Martial Saints? Where did they go?"

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In the endless sea, at the entrance of the magma sea, someone placed a rocking chair here, and a tea table was placed next to the rocking chair.

A figure in white was lying on the rocking chair, reaching out to touch the cup on the coffee table. The cup was filled with wine instead of tea.

A woman in red was sitting on a small bench, sitting behind the young man in white. This was a woman with a face that could turn all living beings. Her body was wrapped in a red ribbon, and her exposed skin was as white and smooth as suet. , like a flame wrapped in a beautiful work of art.

The two sat at the entrance like this, and in the sky in front of them stood a group of people. If these people were seen by the warriors of the Raging Flame Empire, their jaws would drop in shock.

Chiyan King Zhu Rongxin and Changyan King Liegui, these two majestic men standing in front turned out to be the overlords of the southern part of the Chiyan Empire, two well-known princes and kings.

Such existences are as noble as emperors. They only obey the orders of the Fire Emperor. Their every word and every order can determine the life and death of hundreds of millions of people.

And the two of them arrived at the same time. Behind the two of them, everyone standing was an existence that stomped their feet and could cause a major earthquake in the entire Raging Flame Empire. Now standing behind the two of them like this, you and I see Look at me, I look at you, no one enters the channel of the magma sea.

Even if they knew that there might be flame beasts appearing in the magma sea, it couldn't make them rush forward.

Because on the coffee table in front, besides the wine glass and wine jug, there are two other things.

A wooden sign and a human head.

The low-level warriors may not know this head, but most of the people present know it. The head is wide-eyed, with a distorted face, full of unwillingness and anger, and there is still red blood under the head that has not coagulated.

This is a fresh human head, so-called fresh, it was just cut off.

This face, many people present can recognize his name, he is Zhu Batian, the sect master of Suzaku Sect, the sect master of the fourth ranked sect of Raging Flame Empire, a very honorable Emperor Wu, who can sit on an equal footing with princes and kings.

But now, his head was just randomly placed on the ground, and his body was even missing.

Next to the head, there is a wooden sign, with four words written in flying and flying: The person who enters dies.

Two figures, a head and a plaque made Emperor Wu and Emperor Wu dare not move forward.

Because, everyone knows this extremely handsome and extremely handsome man: Xiao Ran.

(End of this chapter)