Traveling through the sky: Ten Thousand Worlds Repairing the Sky System

With a pale face, Hunfeng escaped with three or four high-ranking fighting saints of the soul clan, and returned to the soul world with a pale face, sitting on a chair in the conference hall with a dejected expression.

"Young patriarch, we have suffered heavy losses in this surprise attack. The patriarch knows that he will punish severely. What should we do?"

As soon as Hunfeng sat down, Hunsha stood up beside him, looked at Hunfeng and asked anxiously.

Hun Sha was also pale at this time, and the injuries on his body were not much better than Hun Feng's, but his pale face was not because of the injuries on his body, but more because of his fear of Hun Tiandi.

You know, Hun Tiandi said one thing in the Hun Clan, coupled with harsh methods, even if Hun Sha is the Seven Star Fighting Saint, he will inevitably tremble.

"We directly lost seven or eight fighting saints this time, and even the tri-clan alliance was folded in. The patriarch knows that he will definitely send down the wrath of thunder." Huntu on the side also said with a bad face.

"I miscalculated this time, but it's not a complete miscalculation, at least we still have follow-up measures." Hunfeng glanced at the two of them, his expression was relatively calm, and there was a red light in his eyes.

Although Soul Wind looks very weak, the door of death still contains the blood essence of seven or eight fighting saints. As long as it is refined, it can not only recover from injuries in a short period of time, but can even go one step further and become an eight-star fighting saint.

"What did the young patriarch say?" Hun Sha seemed to have remembered something, and said excitedly.

"Hun Miesheng went to the boundary between the Yao clan and the Yan clan before we set off, and it should have been successful by now." Hun Feng glanced at the two with excitement in his eyes, and said, "As long as the two of you will With the blood of the Yao clan and Yan clan brought back, I am sure to advance to the Nine Star Fighting Saint within a short period of time, and our plan will not be considered a failure."

"Great, as long as the young patriarch advances to the Nine Star Fighting Saint, the patriarch will not pursue this matter too much." The worry on Hun Sha's face disappeared immediately, and he said with a smile.

After all, this plan was proposed by Hunfeng, even if it was blamed, most of the responsibility was borne by Hunfeng.

If Hunfeng advances to the Nine Star Fighting Saint, even the Huntian Emperor will not punish him easily, and this matter will naturally only be reduced to a small one.

Compared to Hunsha smiling happily, Huntu thought more.

Looking at Hunfeng in front of him, Huntu felt a little uneasy deep in his heart.

For some reason, Huntu always felt that behind the rapid increase in Hunfeng's strength, there was a big conspiracy. As for what this conspiracy was, he still couldn't figure it out.

In the realm of the Yan Clan, Yan Lu looked angrily at the Soul Clan in front of him, wishing he could swallow the other party alive: "Soul Destruction!"

Looking at the huge blood pool in front of him, the sea of ​​blood was surging inside, and there were even souls of several strong Yan people floating on the sea of ​​blood, Yan Lu almost went up to fight this Seven Star Fighting Saint.

"Haha, why is Elder Yanluo so angry, you are a dying person anyway, so don't be so angry." Hun Miesheng turned a blind eye to Yanzhen's anger, and instead smiled.

"Hun Mie Sheng, I will fight with you!"

Yan Li was stimulated by Hun Mie Sheng's words, coupled with the catastrophe of genocide happening right in front of him, the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed, a crimson flame exuded the aura of Hun Mie Sheng, and burned directly towards Hun Mie Sheng.

Endless anger made Yan Ruo display a strength far beyond normal, even a four-star Dou Sheng dare not underestimate the flame in his hand.

Hun Miesheng didn't care, a crimson flame appeared in his hand, the flame was in the shape of a lotus flower, swaying with the wind in the void, giving people a strange feeling.

The flame in Yan Lu's hand was directly engulfed by the crimson fire lotus, which did not have the slightest effect at all.

"Red Lotus Karmic Fire!"

As the Yan Clan, Yan Lu is naturally very familiar with the Red Lotus Karma Fire. As the inheritance treasure of the Yan Clan, the power of the Red Lotus Karma Fire is not to be underestimated even by the fighting saints, especially the one who controls this strange fire. Still a Seven Star Fighting Saint.

Although the Red Lotus Yehuo has the inheritance imprint of the Yan Clan, the entire Yan Clan has been wiped out by Hun Mie Sheng, so a strange fire can't help Hun Mie Sheng.

Besides, Hun Miesheng has the blood essence of an unknown number of Yan clan powerhouses in his hands, so it's no problem to deceive a strange fire that doesn't have much wisdom.

Yan Lu's hatred is like the water of the four seas, wishing to submerge the soul.But his strength was too far behind that of Hun Mie Sheng, so he could only fall into the pool of blood with hatred.

"Elder, the Yan Clan has been completely wiped out, and the essence and blood of all the clansmen are here." After Hun Miesheng threw Yan Li's body into the blood pool, a semi-holy powerhouse also swept away the Yan Clan's boundary Cleanly, said respectfully.

"Well, order people to collect the blood essence of the Yan Clan, so we can go back." Hun Miesheng didn't look back, but played with the Red Lotus Karma Fire in his hand, and said with a smile.

"Yes!"

At the same time, in the realm of the Yao clan, the Yao clan was also slaughtered by the Soul clan, and their souls and blood essence were all packed away.

In the void of the Zhongzhou Continent, Lu Qing was also playing with a strange fire, but its power was much stronger than that of the red lotus fire.

"Even though Ba Huang Sha Mie Yan is ranked sixth on the Alien Flame Ranking, its power should not be underestimated. If Du Tian Mo Yan is integrated into Du Tian Mo Yan, the time for Du Tian Mo Yan to be promoted to Immortal Flame may be even faster."

Lu Qing looked at the light black strange fire in his hand and was very happy.

Although he has a few top-grade spiritual treasures in his hand, there are not many fairy-level treasures. More importantly, once Dutian Moyan advances, it will be very helpful for Lu Qing's cultivation. Breaking through the seventh-level spiritual witch is definitely a must. A sure thing.

Immediately afterwards, the Dutian Demon Refining Cauldron will also benefit. Although it cannot be directly advanced to an immortal weapon in a short period of time, it will also make great progress. After a hundred years of warming, it can definitely become a low-grade immortal weapon.

In the void, Dutian Demon Flame jumped out of Lu Qing's dantian, and devoured Ba Huang Du Mie Yan directly.

Dutian Demon Flame has obviously reached the critical point of advancement, and its power is extraordinary. In less than a cup of tea, Bahuang Destruction Yan was directly digested, and the power of Demon Flame went up to a higher level.

call!

The scorching magic flame made Lu Qing feel a little palpitated, but there was no immediate change.

"Boy, you have a lot of chances. Dutian Demon Flame will definitely grow into a fairy fire in three more years, and its power will be comparable to that of a middle-grade fairy weapon." At this time, the sky-filling elf jumped out and said with a smile .

"Another three years?" Lu Qing frowned and asked.

During Lu Qing's spiritual observation, Dutian Moyan's changes were very drastic. In his opinion, Dutian Moyan's advancement would definitely not exceed a month, and he did not expect it to take so long.

"In three years, you can get a treasure that is almost as good as a middle-grade fairy weapon. What else do you want?" Seeing Lu Qing's expression, the patching elf was quite dissatisfied.

"Even if you throw all the other two strange fires in your hand into it, it won't be able to advance to the immortal level in a short time, but the foundation can be further improved, so that the low-level immortal fire can be comparable to the middle-level immortal weapon. "

"Really?" Lu Qing's expression changed a lot after hearing the words of the sky-filling elf, and he was no longer entangled in the transformation time of Dutian Moyan.

"Of course it's true, I..."

Before the sky-filling elf could finish speaking, two different flames, one black and one gold, were thrown into the Dutian Demon Flame by Lu Qing.