Burning Heaven Sword God

Chapter 338 Holy Fire Continent
"What should we do?" Lin Feng asked eagerly.

Dugu's Daoyun seeking defeat is constantly passing by, and after a long time, his life will definitely be lost.

"Go to the Wu clan, immediately."

Zitong wiped away the tears from her eyes and said, with an extremely serious expression.

"it is good."

Lin Feng didn't ask any more questions. He knew that the current situation was critical and there was no time to ask so many questions.

Just like that, the three of them flew towards the Holy Fire Continent.

The Wu Clan is located in the Holy Fire Continent.

Different from the previous Ancient Monster Clan, Sword Spirit Clan, and Holy Demon Clan, the Sacred Fire Continent where the Witch Clan is located is an authentic flaming mountain.

When the sun was low, Lin Feng carried Dugu on his back to seek defeat, and followed Zitong to the Holy Fire Continent.

When he first entered the Holy Fire Continent, Lin Feng felt a burning sensation all over his body.

Lin Feng looked around, and as far as he could see in front of him, there were mountains covered in flames.

"Why is it so hot in here?"

Lin Feng frowned and asked.

"I'm going to ask Liu Shengxue, the patriarch of your Sword Spirit Clan."

Zitong looked at the surrounding environment carefully, and said.

Looking around, Zi Tong's expression was a little relieved, she didn't find anything wrong.

"Liu Shengxue, what does this have to do with him?" Lin Feng asked in a concentrated voice.

"In order to defeat the Demon Emperor and the Demon Emperor, Liu Shengxue did not hesitate to slash the stars and the sun and the moon with a single sword, and unknowingly chopped off a piece of the sun. The falling piece happened to fall on the Witch Clan, turning the Witch Clan into a This is what it looks like today." Zitong said softly, with a serious expression on her face.

"..."

Lin Feng was speechless for a moment, Liu Shengxue's strength was really so strong, enough to destroy the sun and the moon with a single sword.

"Who is coming?"

When Lin Feng and Zitong were talking, a black figure rushed up from the ground and stopped in front of Lin Feng and Zitong.

"Junior Lin Feng." Lin Feng cupped his hands and responded.

But when Lin Feng raised his eyebrows and looked at the black figure, he realized that the person in the black figure was not paying attention to himself at all.

Under the black robe, the old man stared at Zi Tong carefully, and said, "Are you from the Holy Demon Race?" The old man's voice was very dull when he said this.

"Purple pupils of the Holy Demon Race!"

A few flashes of light flashed from the bottom of the purple pupil's eyes, and said in a concentrated voice.

Bang!
Zitong's words fell, and the black-robed man suddenly moved, his speed was as fast as a thunderbolt, and he came behind Zitong in an instant, and punched Zitong hard on the back.

"Ok?"

The fist landed on Zitong's body, but Zitong's body didn't move halfway, the man in black frowned slightly and said to himself: "What a powerful illusion!"

"Floating Vientiane."

Zitong appeared behind the black-robed man, and said in a deep voice, with a very serious look on his face.

Hearing what Zitong said, the man in black turned around abruptly. He frowned and looked behind him, only to see another purple pupil, which was exactly the same as the one in front of him.

The black-robed man's expression became more serious, and he realized that the purple pupil hit by his fist was just a phantom created by the purple pupil in front of him with illusion.

"I didn't expect that in the Holy Demon Clan, besides the Demon Lord, there are people who can have such pupil power."

Under the black robe, the old man's brows were almost knit together. He stared at the purple pupil, and then he only felt that the sky in front of him was dark.

Purple pupil is born with double pupils, and there are pupils in the pupils. The power of the pupils is much stronger than that of ordinary saints and demons.Now she just used her pupil power to create an illusion so that she could trap the old man in black.

"Fire gives birth to the snake."

The black-robed old man was trapped in an illusion, his eyes were closed tightly, and a palm print was made in his palm.Immediately, the flames from the surrounding flame mountains floated up, swept into a huge fire snake, and attacked towards the figure of the old man.

boom!
The flames condensed into a huge fire snake, wrapping around the body of the old man in black robe.

The powerful fire raged around the black-robed old man, breaking the illusion around the black-robed old man.

"Cough cough..."

The old man floated out of the illusion. He coughed heavily, looked at Zi Tong, and said in a concentrated voice: "The outstanding young man of the Holy Demon Clan is truly extraordinary."

"You flatter me."

Zitong said in a soft voice, but her expression did not relax at all, she still looked very serious.

"Tell me, what's the matter here?"

The old man took off the black robe on his head, sharp eyes flashed from the bottom of the old man's eyes, he looked at the purple pupil carefully, and asked.

"I have a friend named Dugu Qiubai. He is injured now, and he hopes to be treated by the witch clan." Zitong said in a concentrated voice. When speaking, Zitong clearly saw the change in the old man's expression, from surprise to ugly.

"Dugu seeking defeat..."

The black-robed old man's face became pale, he looked at the woman in front of him carefully, and asked, "Are you talking about Dugu Qiubai from the Sword Spirit Clan?"

"Yes." Zi Tong nodded a little puzzled.

"No help."

The old man said in a concentrated voice, very angry.

"Why?" Lin Feng asked in a deep voice.

"Witch Clan and Sword Spirit Clan are incompatible."

The old man turned to look at Lin Feng, and continued: "At the beginning Liu Shengxue defeated the Demon Emperor and the Demon Emperor, but almost destroyed the entire Wu Clan. Later, Dugu Qiubai almost killed the first genius of my Wu Clan. In this way, my Wu Clan You have already shown mercy without going to the Sword Spirit Clan to inquire about your sins, but you still want my Wu Clan to save Dugu and seek defeat, do you think it is possible?"

After hearing the old man's explanation, Lin Feng remained silent. It turned out that there was such a past between the Sword Spirit Clan and the Witch Clan.

Lin Feng thought about it for a while, and asked, "Isn't Elder QQing Wu a member of the Wu Clan?" Lin Feng looked very confused, and Qing Qing Wu was a member of the Witch Clan, but he was an elder of the Sword Spirit Clan, but the Sword Spirit Clan The relationship with the Wu clan is not so good.

Isn't that weird?

"Don't mention that bitch!" The old man growled in a low voice with a solemn expression.

"Don't you think what you said was a little heavy?" Lin Feng frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice.

"Hmph, back then the first day of our witch clan asked Tiansheng to love her so much, but she asked Qingwu what she did? She even indulged Dugu to beat Tiansheng, and almost killed Tiansheng. How can this account be ignored? Forget it!" The old man's expression was extremely serious, several sharp eyes flashed from the bottom of his eyes, and he scolded.

"Stop talking, Elder Ying."

Suddenly, a figure rose from the ground. The young man coughed a few times, looked at the old man, and continued, "After all, that's all my wishful thinking."

"Master born..."

The old man called Ying Lao turned around, looked at the frail young man, and said, "Master, you are weak and lie down in the clan!"

"It's okay." The young man covered his mouth with his hand and coughed a few more times. He looked at his palm, and a few smears of blood appeared spontaneously.

The young man called Wen Tiansheng waved his hand, signaled Elder Ying to get out of the way, and said, "Since he is a member of the Holy Demon Clan and the Sword Spirit Clan, he is a guest of the Wu Clan. Please come in!" Born to give way.

Lin Feng gnawed his brows slightly, and his eyes fell on this young man who kept coughing.The young man's face was snow-white, his lips were slightly chapped, and standing in the wind, his body seemed very weak.

(End of this chapter)