Chapter 1295: Twenty-two kinds of fire

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Boom!
A loud noise reverberated between heaven and earth. ??
Among the Feng family, everyone raised their heads and looked at the figure in the sky, revealing a shocking color.
These large guards of the clan have been handed down from ancient times, and their power is amazing. However, this king of Qin, one bow at a time, has burst through several layers. This kind of strength is really shocking.
"Boy, you can't break it!"
The Lao Zhenjun of the Feng family shouted, "Don't waste your energy!"
Tang Hao kept bowing and made a golden arrow without making a sound.
"What is he doing?"
Lord Feng is puzzled.
This King Qin is very clever. It should be clear that, with his own strength, he can’t break the defense of their Feng family at all, but why is it so? Isn’t this in vain!
Boom!
The roar continued, and everyone's mind also trembled.
"His strength...has reached this level!"
In the crowd, Feng Bai stood there, looking up at the figure in the sky, his expression a little shocked and bitter.
At the beginning, they were all in the same state, and even he had to lead a bit, but now, he is far behind, he just asked, and this guy is already cut off.
Asked, beheaded, there is more than a difference between the two.
He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, a little unwilling in his heart.
However, he quickly loosened again.
He knew very well that he was far inferior to this guy in any respect. In the illusion of the Huanglong Dao Palace, he had seen the terrible place of this guy deeply.
This guy not only excelled in talent, but also crushed him thoroughly in resourcefulness.
Beside him, Feng Wu Zhu's lips clenched, his expression a little complicated.
It was because of her that the Feng family had a grudge against this guy.
Boom!
After a while, another layer of light curtain broke.
"What on earth do you want?" Lao Zhenjun shouted.
Tang Hao stopped and looked at him coldly, "I am here today to discuss the transaction."
"Transaction? What transaction?"
Lao Zhenjun was startled.
"You have a lot of fire on you!" Tang Hao looked at him.
Before the first battle in Kunlun, this Feng family Lao Zhenjun had exposed several kinds of fire.
It is not easy to kill people like this level of slashing. If you rely on robbing, he will have difficulty getting these kinds of fire, so he just wants to talk about a deal.
"How is it!"
Old Zhenjun said coldly.
"You gave me all the fire, and our grudges have been cancelled out. From now on, the well water will not violate the river water. What do you think?" Tang Hao said.
"Humph! What you think is beautiful!" Lao Zhenjun said angrily, "You have already robbed my Feng family of several fires, and dare to stare at me."
He was somewhat moved by the proposal to resolve the grudge, but he was absolutely unhappy if he wanted to lose his own way.
Although this kid is powerful, he can't break his Feng family, and the threat is not so great.
"What if I add these treasures?"
Tang Hao flicked his hand, and Dao Guanghua flew out, with mirrors and flying swords, the supreme treasure seized from those masters.
"This……"
Lao Zhenjun hesitated, his eyes brightened.
These are the lifebloods of those great families. If you get them, you can definitely exchange more good things from them.
"How to change?"
He asked, feeling a little moved.
"One by one, it depends on how many kinds of fire you have!" Tang Hao said.
For him, these supreme treasures are already indispensable, and they are far less precious than Daohuo.
"Old ancestors, let's just count our hatred with him? We have so many tribes who died in his hands, we can't forget this hatred!" Among the crowd, an elder shouted in anger.
"To shut up!"
Lao Zhenjun scolded in anger.
Compared with the rise and fall of the family, this hatred is simply insignificant.
The climate of this kid named Qin has been established, and they have no choice but to reconcile is undoubtedly the most wise choice.
"Okay! I promise you, a supreme treasure, and a different kind of Daohuo. There are three kinds in my body and one in the treasure house. There are four kinds in total. You have to exchange four treasures for it."
"From now on, our grievances will disappear, and each other's well will not violate the river."
The old true monarch said.
"it is good!"
Tang Hao nodded.
With the big sleeves waving, four treasures flew out, and the old true monarch sprayed three flames in one mouth, and then taught people to fetch one, sending out a large array.
Tang Hao closed the fire, and the old real king collected the treasure and completed the transaction.
"There will be a date!"
Tang Hao arched his hands and turned around.
His next stop is the Church of the Torch.
This time, he spent a little more time, only to reach a deal, and got two kinds of fire.
At this point, he had twenty-two kinds of fire.
"It's almost the same!"
Twenty-two species are almost half.
He searched for the first continent for a few more days, then returned to the ninth continent and continued to practice. He also has a great enemy Ji Wu, must not be slack.
He took out the monument of life and death and realized it.
With the insight of Ku Rongdao, it is much easier to get to know this life and death, but it is extremely difficult to get the fruit of Taoism if you want to understand the source.
This life and death road, but not lost to the road of reincarnation road.
He was able to quickly understand samsara with the help of samsara, but this life and death, but there is no life and death pill can be refined.
While practicing, he did not relax his monitoring of the First Continent. He divided the souls everywhere and re-monitored the entire First Continent, keeping a close eye on the movements of those great families.
The most important thing is to find the trace of that Ji Wu.
For several days, the true monarchs did not move much. During the Kunlun battle, many of them were wounded and were recuperating.
After half a month, they finally moved, came out of their respective forces, and gathered in one place.
That torch, the two true princes of the Feng family did not go.
"Humph! Feng Laoer, and Na Chilian, all traitors, privately dissatisfied with the kid!" Liangyi Zhenjun of the Yin-Yang Church clapped the table and scolded.
"Eh! I can't say that, at least... they helped us get the baby back!"
The true monarch of the Yao family.
"It was taken back, but how much did they lie to us? It's so shameless!"
Real Master Liang Yi said angrily.
The Yao family's real monarch stopped speaking.
"Ah! Actually, I want to reconcile with the kid. He is now cut off, and we can't help him at all." The true prince of the Sanqing Great Sigh sighed, frowning.
He is so worried!
I thought he was a stranger who had lived for thousands of years, but unexpectedly, he was forced to such a situation by a kid, it was really useless.
"Oh! Who said we couldn't stop him!"
At this time, a cold voice came from the side.
When the people looked back, they saw that they were the old masters who had made great achievements.
(End of this chapter)