Man Huang Feng Bao

The flame blame speed is amazing, and soon, the fat man Zhao Dazhi is taken to the door.

The big devil in the wild, or the master who is invited by Tuo Xiong or Jin Zhikun?

Ye Chuan's face was dignified, and he calmed his breath and opened the door to go out.

The rushing heat wave came to the surface, and the flame geeks suddenly stopped when they threw ten meters away, such as the same group of rushing flames. A violent breath quickly enveloped the sky over Ziyun.

"Brothers are going, big..., Master, go!"

The voice of the fat man Zhao Dazhi came from the flame. Although the body has not been cooked by fire, it is estimated to be almost the same, and it is getting weaker and weaker. It’s time for this, not to ask Ye Chuan to save, but to remind Ye Chuan to escape, it is also rare.

Of course, Ye Chuan did not leave, even if he did not look at the fat, he would not easily escape. Sinking and scrutinizing the flame geeks in front of me, slowly and vaguely seeing a vaguely familiar face, "Inflammation, you..., are you an evil?"

Ye Chuan screamed, but he did not expect that the evil spirits that were scared in the ghost city turned out to be like this. After a brief shock, I looked up and down the body of the demon, and quickly understood what was going on, and my mind was fixed.

The body of the **** of inflammation, which is cultivated by the demon, is still on the body of the sun, and the body of the yang is extremely powerful. But if you are not careful, you will be horribly repelled. This is the case with the flaming demon. The yang in the body is out of control, the face is cracked, and the yang in the body is like a red magma.

While still in the ghost city, Ye Chuan saw the injury of the inflammation, and there was not much time. But I didn't expect that three days had not yet arrived, and only one night, the enchantress became like this. The flame that hangs outside the body is not a general flame, but the fire of the body of the **** of inflammation, burning the body of the demon, the body of the latter may be turned into ashes at any time.

"The kid, the heart and lungs are blocked, the yang is not good, what should I do?"

The sound of the demon came from the flame, the voice was hoarse, and a crack of a thumb-sized crack was formed on the body. The flame emerged from these cracks, and the whole person turned into a fire from the inside out. It looks very scary. Zhao Dazhi, the fat man who was caught by his arm, had long since disappeared.

"First put my younger brother down." Ye Chuan said faintly.

After seeing the appearance of the flaming demon, he quickly understood the other party's intentions and completely let go of his heart. Today, not to mention the universal, at least within a thousand miles to save the devil, I am afraid that only one.

At that time, the powerful subordinates who followed him were also practicing the body of the **** of inflammation, and they were also devastated. The situation was far more powerful than that of the sorcerer. It was also with the help of Ye Chuan that they survived the storm.

"Say it!"

The demon took a fat man to the side and stepped forward, staring at Ye Chuan. The power fluctuations in the body are getting more and more chaotic, and he will be completely unable to press it!

In the ghost market, I suddenly heard that Ye Chuan said that the demon was a dying person. The iron was set to live for three days. People were shocked. They thought that he was open in the mouth of the letter. Only the demon himself knew it. At that time, the mind was angry, but he did not dare to start with Ye Chuan. If he changed another person, he was already torn into pieces in the ghost city.

On the three days of Ye Chuan, the Yanmo will also be suspicious. But only one night, he couldn't hold it anymore. When he was about to get out of control completely, he naturally thought of Ye Chuan. Ye Chuan specifically who he does not know, but the fat man Zhao Dazhi is clear, quickly find the door. Poor fat man, so he was tragedy and almost turned into a roast pig.

"Fat, there are guests coming to the door, don't hurry up on tea?"

Ye Chuan faintly ordered to sit down on a bluestone board. The body of the flaming devil bursts out of flames, and when it is really anxious to fire, he is nothing. The fat man struggling to get up smashed, and quickly went to the Ziyun House to take out the tea set and pour the tea. Early in the morning, he was scared by the fire that suddenly came to the door. The clothes were burning, but the body was not bad.

"Kid, this jade butterfly is yours, saying, how to cure!"

The flaming devil reached out and took a dark thing from his arms and threw it in front of Ye Chuan. It was nothing else. It was the black jade butterfly that was seen in the underground ghost city of Yechuan. At that time, Yanmo said that he would not sell it, and he would use a sage to change it. Now, I did not hesitate to take it out.

The person who will die!

When life comes to an end, it will be burned into a gray fire by the fire, and finally feel the preciousness of life. At this time, for him, what exercises and treasures are all secondary.

high!

Sure enough, the master is really a tall man!

The fat man Zhao Dazhi looked stunned, but Ye Chuan did not look like a disgrace, and it seemed to be expected. Did not say anything, no matter how irritated the fire, just turned over and looked at the butterfly in his hand.

This jade butterfly does not seem to be plain and plain, but it has collapsed a gap. I am afraid that even the flower is not interested in the roadside. Ye Chuan turned over and looked carefully.

There is nothing in this jade butterfly. There is no superfluous array of superpositions. Even the magic weapon is not useful. What really makes Ye Chuan interested is the material of this jade butterfly, which looks like ordinary porcelain. It is very hard. It is knocked with a finger and emits a metal-like crisp sound, but there is no metal cold, and it is carried on the palm. A trace of warmth. Careful sensing can also sense a hidden power fluctuation.

"Well, it really is black crystal. The material is good, but unfortunately, it is nothing to do with the rude people."

Ye Chuan looked at it and threw the black butterfly on the ground. The sorcerer does not know the goods. He only knows that the black butterfly material excavated from a burial mound is unusual. He thought that it was an ancient treasure. He always regarded this black butterfly as a baby. Ye Chuan looked at it and had no interest. He said faintly: "Inflammatory predecessors, this jade butterfly you take it back. The heart and lungs are blocked and gone into flames. They have been countered by the body of Yan Shen. It is not impossible to resolve, but it is too difficult and difficult. The disciples may be powerless. The seniors should There are still two days of life, go back and arrange the aftermath. Maybe the people of the world are very good, and they can escape from the disaster for two days.

In the underground ghost city, so many high-quality spar Ye Chuan can not look at the eyes, only to look at this jade butterfly, for this almost a conflict with the fire. Now, the fire magic is automatically sent to the door, but he does not want it.

"Kid, you..."

The sorcerer's eyes widened, and the flames on his body slammed and slammed into the palm of his hand.

In the underground ghost city seclusion for so many years, he is to resolve this disaster, I hope to use the heavens and the earth in the cloud mountains to heal. Over the years, he has seen a lot of masters of Yunwuzong, Xuan Dingmen and Wuyimen. It can be seen that he has no one to hide, but Ye Chuan is the first one. When the disaster was overwhelmed, Ye Chuan became his hope. For this reason, he did not hesitate to send the jade butterfly of love. Who knows, in the underground ghost market, you can see the jade butterfly at a glance, Ye Chuan now does not want to?

The sorcerer was shocked and angry, and there was a more horrible flame on his body. On the verge of complete collapse, he couldn’t hold back the anger in his heart, and he shot angrily.