Fighting the Flame Emperor Huoxuan

After a while, a smile appeared on Huo Xuan's face, and he thought playfully, "This dead old man is hiding in such a remote place, which makes me so easy to find."

As for Hai Bodong, to be honest, Huo Xuan still appreciates it very much. If nothing else, just in the future when he is in the Jama Empire, if he is not easy to come forward, this Ice Emperor is the best gun head.

The goal was determined, Huo Xuan stepped forward again, turned the corner, and after walking for a while, the map shop named "Gutu" appeared in Huo Xuan's line of sight, and his eyes swept outside the shop. sweep.

The shop that catches your eye is not as luxurious and flamboyant as other homes, and it seems to have a faint quaint atmosphere.

Chapter 29 The second picture of the demon fire

Walking into the store slowly, the interior of the store is not too spacious. The faint light of the two moonstones illuminated the store quite brightly. His eyes swept through the interior of the store, and there were not many people who came to buy maps. It was cold. Cool looking.

Huo Xuan's eyes wandered, and finally he stopped at the old man behind the rejection stage who was carefully making a map with his head down. The dry palm of the black pen for drawing is still stable and powerful.

Under the perception, Huo Xuan determined that this old man was the Ice Emperor Hai Bodong back then.

Hai Bodong's true strength should be at the level of Dou Huang, however, he was sealed by Medusa, and the strength in his body is now only at the level of Dou Spirit.

Without making a sound to disturb the old man, Huo Xuan glanced over the large number of maps on the counter, took it in his hand and looked over and over with great interest. The clear route on the map, but Huo Xuan was still not satisfied, because this It wasn't the afterimage of the Jinglian Demon Fire he was looking for.

After watching the map for a while, Huo Xuan slowly walked again to a quaint wooden shelf in the corner of the shop.

This wooden frame is obviously worn for a long time, and it is covered with rotten wood holes. On it, some yellowed maps are randomly stacked. Looking at some broken marks on the surface of these maps, it seems to be a failed product when making maps. .

He casually flipped his palms among these yellowed maps, a faint musty smell came to his face, and he frowned slightly. Huo Xuan picked up a stack of failed works, his palms trembled slightly, and one piece was only the size of a palm. The broken pictures suddenly fell from the stack of failed works.

Looking at the broken picture the size of a slap on the ground, Huo Xuan felt joy in his heart, then quickly picked it up and observed it carefully.

At this time, the white-haired old man in the shop finally finished the work in his hand, but he still didn't look up, and his dull voice echoed in the room.

"Are you going to buy a map of the Tagor Desert? The items are on the counter, so choose your own." The old man didn't stand up to introduce himself, but just said indifferently. This look is very unlikely to be a businessman.

Seeing Hai Bodong's peculiar attitude, Huo Xuan laughed dumbly, spread out the piece of the ancient map in his palm, and said playfully, "In this case, I want this piece of map, how about it, let's make a price! "

Hearing this, Hai Bodong, who was drawing the map with all his heart, trembled indiscernibly. The carefully drawn route shifted slightly. He frowned slightly. He slowly raised his head, his eyes swept across the broken map in Huo Xuan's hands, but there was an inexplicable meaning in the turbid old eyes.

"Have you... seen a fragment of this kind of map before?" Hai Bodong swept his eyes over Huo Xuan, and was a little surprised, because he couldn't see through Huo Xuan's cultivation.

"I've seen it before, I have one in my hand." Huo Xuan smiled wickedly and slapped his palm, and the remnant picture from the Warcraft Mountain range appeared in his hand. Huo Xuan also deliberately combined the two remnants. Together, they raised their heads in front of Hai Bo Dong.

Seeing the residual picture in Huo Xuan's hand, Hai Bodong's body trembled slightly, his pupils shrank for a while.

"Can the old gentleman sell me this remnant picture?" Huo Xuan asked while holding the remnant picture.

"No!" Hai Bodong said indifferently, his tone was flat without any expression, but he had an unquestionable attitude. Now he was thinking about whether to immediately grab the residual picture from Huo Xuan's hand.

"Can't you?" Huo Xuan smiled faintly: "Haha, Hai Bodong, you have no right to refuse me!"

"Crack!" The ink pen that was moving slowly in his hand suddenly touched, and with a crisp sound, it snapped.

Hai Bodong stared at the black mark on the map that was covered with ink. After a while, he raised his head and stared at Huo Xuan. A faint chill gradually lingered in his turbid pupils.

"Who are you? How do you know my name?"

Hai Bodong's palm lightly tapped somewhere on the table top, and the open door was closed with a bang.

"Not only do I know your identity, but I also know that you are the former Ice Emperor, and have a lot of ties to the Mittel family." Huo Xuan proudly raised the two map fragments in Yang's hand, and then in front of Hai Bodong's The face is included in the storage ring.

Seeing Huo Xuan's action, Hai Bodong was so angry that a bright red cross road burst out on his forehead.

"Boy, although I don't know who you are, but I said that I will not sell it to anyone. If you really intend to take it away by force, then don't blame me for bullying the small!" Vicious As soon as he said that, Hai Bodong's back was covered with white hair without wind, and an icy fighting qi lingered around his body.

"Hai Bodong, I'm bound to get this thing today. Even if you don't agree, I will forcefully take it away." The smile on his face gradually subsided, and Huo Xuan said lightly.

"By you? Old man, although I have lived in seclusion for several decades for some reasons, even if my strength is regressing now, it is not something you can insult!" Staring at Huo Xuan with sharp eyes, with a cold and tyrannical aura, from the sea Bo Dong's body spread out.

Facing the oppression of Hai Bo Dong's icy aura, Huo Xuan showed very calmness, and Dou Ling's aura was no need to resist for him, who was now a six-star Dou King.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to have some foundation!" Looking at Huo Xuan who was not damaged at all under his own aura, Hai Bodong couldn't help but said in surprise, and immediately his face turned pale and he said viciously: " But just resisting my aura doesn't show how powerful you are, fighting depends on your cultivation and experience, not arrogance!"

When Huo Xuan heard the words, he chuckled lightly, nodded in agreement, and said, "Yes, battles depend on cultivation and battle experience, are you so confident that both are better than me? I'm afraid you won't know until you fight. Well, maybe I can lightly hit you for the sake of the residual picture."

Hearing Huo Xuan's words, Hai Bodong couldn't bear it anymore.

"No matter who you are, I must teach you a lesson today!"

The evil spirit flashed across Hai Bodong's face, and the hideous scar was even more fierce. As soon as the soles of his feet stepped on the ground, his body swept away towards Huoxuan like lightning.

When Haibodong flashed, the cold air quickly filled the store, and a faint mist also lingered around it, completely covering Huo Xuan's sight.

Covered by the icy fog around him, Huo Xuan smiled slightly, without the slightest bit of nervousness.

"Hey, people are so angry when they are old, and they are not afraid of hurting the liver."

Huo Xuan said something playfully, and then waved his big hand lightly, and the purple flames burst out of the body and scattered all over the sky. The surrounding mist was instantly evaporated and clean, and there was nothing left, and the vision was restored in an instant. normal.

Chapter 30: Royal Purple Fire

"Huh? Purple flame? I didn't expect you to be carrying a strange thing at such a young age. No wonder you are so arrogant."

Hai Bodong looked at the purple flame that suddenly appeared in Huo Xuan's hand, and was slightly stunned, then sneered, a white shadow suddenly rushed out, almost like a flash of lightning, approaching Huo Xuan.

In the face of Hai Bodong's surprise attack, Huo Xuan was just a slap in the palm of his hand, without any fancy, but extremely fast.

Looking at the palms that were mixed with the sound of oppressive wind and lightning, Hai Bodong's dry hands quickly formed a seal, and said softly, "Ice Condensing Mirror!"

With the end of Haibodong's handprint, the white mist surrounding his body suddenly turned rapidly, and a moment later, a transparent ice mirror about half a meter long and wide suddenly condensed out in front of him.