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Chapter 648
Xu Ming successfully devoured and refined the Fallen Heart Flame with his careful thinking of luring wolves into the house, but the uninvited initiative of Bone Spirit brought him into a mixed ending.

With the further integration of the Falling Heart Flame, the aura in his body began to change slowly and firmly. At this moment, Xu Ming sat cross-legged and devoted himself to the perfect fusion with the Falling Heart Flame.

Chen Xue and Zhao Ziming also looked around vigilantly, as a kind of protection for them.

But the two of them were a little overwhelmed. Since Xu Ming had become the new owner of Falling Heart Flame, he himself had the strength to mobilize all the magma in this magma land.

These magmas, which are like natural barriers, have become the best weapon in front of Xu Ming who has mastered the Falling Heart Flame, but Xu Ming just doesn't care about them right now.

The changes in his body made Xu Ming unable to distract himself from worrying about other things.
It's just that Xu Ming's undivided attention has hurt the little drug boy who is still struggling at this moment. Under the sword light, the little drug boy is desperately using his body skills to dodge, avoiding one sword after another dangerously. sword.

There was a strong wind gust on his legs, obviously he used an unknown trick of Tianjimen, otherwise his body skills would not be able to compete with Zhao Nie's sword move at all.

The Tsing Yi Sword, which has been famous for a long time, indeed has the power to make the little drug boy feel a headache. Under the light of the sword, the little drug boy who is good at alchemy can't resist it at all.

"Boy, how long are you going to delay!"

But the little Yaotong's words turned into silent shouts, and a sword light came like a shadow, making it impossible for the Little Yaotong to dodge after seeing it.

Even with the blessing of the yellow paper talisman on both legs, it can't resist Zhao Nie's sword that is getting faster and faster!

Seeing that he couldn't dodge, the little Yaotong simply turned around abruptly and then swung the mahogany long sword in his hand.

Zhao Nie's sword light collided fiercely with the peach blossom long sword in an instant, and the powerful force acted on the peach wood sword.

A crackling sound followed.
A crack suddenly appeared on the blade of the peach wood long sword, but the little Yaotong insisted on holding the breath so that the peach wood long sword in his hand did not break off.

But his whole body flew backwards like a rag sack, but Zhao Nie's eyes flashed sharply, and when he moved his feet, the sword light pointed directly at the little Yaotong's choked throat.

Seeing the sword light getting bigger and bigger in the little Yaotong's eyes, a chill of death rose from his heart.

But at this juncture, the surrounding magma suddenly began to stir.

As if boiling violently, Zhao Nie, who made the move at this moment, keenly felt a trace of terrifying crisis in the air, but now Zhao Nie, who was on the verge of death, could not turn back.

I saw that the sword light was three points faster, but at this time, a scorching heat like magma collided with the sword light inexplicably.

Before the little drug boy came back to his senses, his whole body was pushed away from the dangerous center by a powerful force.

The soaring magma completely submerged the inevitable Zhao Nie like a waterfall, and this majestic Tsing Yi Jian also ended up in such a miserable end.

But under the sword light, a rather embarrassed figure also flashed out from the magma.

Although Zhao Nie, who was a bit disheveled, had no worries about his life, the sharpness in his eyes was more condensed.

At this moment, the middle-aged man in the distance and the woman holding the piccolo also rushed to Zhao Nie's side in a blink of an eye, but at this moment, a figure with a strong breath fell beside the little Yaotong in a blink of an eye.

At this moment, the little drug boy who survived the catastrophe looked at Xu Ming in front of him as if he had seen a ghost, and finally spoke after a moment of contemplation.

"You broke through?"

Obviously, in the eyes of the little drug boy, Xu Ming's aura was comparable to that of the later stage of Dongxu.

Even in terms of the purity of the aura in his body, it can even compete with the Great Perfection of the Hollow Stage. Such drastic changes make the little medicine boy a little unbelievable.

At this moment, the expression in the eyes of Xu Ming, who had devoured and refined the Falling Heart Flame, changed even more. The scorching fire that came out of it made the little medicine boy dare not look directly at it.

This scene also fell into the eyes of the middle-aged man not far away. After seeing the aura in Xu Ming's eyes, he became a completely discouraged ball.

"It's over."

He has been wandering in the wilderness for a long time, so he knows this magma land well. Although he can't tame the weird flame, he has already regarded it as something in his pocket.

But the feeling of being robbed of the opportunity he has been waiting for for a long time is really uncomfortable.

But before he got angry, an indistinct vibration came from the bottom of everyone's feet.

The piccolo girl and the middle-aged man turned their heads to look at the same time, and the direction they were staring at was the entrance of the Great Wilderness.

The vibration also came from there, and along with the vibration came a series of sharp breaths.

Under the investigation of the spiritual sense, it turns out that they are all of the cultivation base of the cave void.

Moreover, the clan patterns engraved on the robes worn by these people belonged to the Wuhen Sword Palace, one of the three palaces. The leader was wearing a purple robe, and the faint sword mark between his eyebrows seemed to be a sword that could turn at any time. vertical eyes.

Upon closer inspection, this person's face was seven or eight points similar to Xiao Feng who died under Zhao Nie's sword earlier, but what was different was that this person had a feeling of calmness and prestige.

It is obvious that this person has been in a high position for a long time, and it is only now that he is so calm and prestige, which makes people feel respectful and far away.

There are about dozens of people behind him, all of them are in the void stage, and as they walked into the wilderness with such a high profile, they also attracted the attention of many dead monsters.

I saw that as the rumors happened, many dead monsters rushed towards this team of comprehensionists without fear of death.

But following countless sword lights, these dead monsters were also strangled and turned into nothingness, and the leader at the moment spoke loudly.

"Today, I, Xiao Wannian, want to eliminate this great wasteland."

His words were filled with shocking anger, and his entire cultivation was dissipated as soon as the words came out.

In the middle of the tribulation!The real middle stage of crossing the catastrophe!

Feeling this absolutely unusual aura, the little Yaotong couldn't help but frown.

He is not good at fighting because he is good at alchemy, but he has provoked Wuhen Jiangong who is the best at killing. Originally, he wanted to kill Xiao Feng without anyone noticing, and then escaped from the wilderness.

But I didn't expect to be so delayed by the middle-aged man in front of me, and then Zhao Nie made a move to stop him, but Xiao Wannian, Xiao Feng's old man who was so desperately waiting for him, came.

Now it's a bit troublesome, the little Yaotong is almost the same as the head and two big at the moment.

Originally, he still had the lofty ambition to subvert the entire Cultivation Alliance, but now it seems that he has a feeling of dying before his success.

But he didn't notice the soaring fighting spirit on Xu Ming's face at this moment.

After merging and refining the four different fires, Xu Ming did have the ability to confront those Wuhen Sword Palace monks head-on.

(End of this chapter)