Vol 3 Chapter 1999: Inheritance to treasure

Light!
In the vast space of endless darkness, only the radiance of heaven and earth exists.
For the darkness, he is the spark that lights up this night, dazzling.
For the many saints who compete for the fire of the virtual god, the warmth of the glory is also a touch of cold.
A touch to stop them, everyone, win the cold of the fire of the virtual god!
Xiao Chen held up the red blood flag, the four heavens and the earth, constantly have the power of the virtual god, blessing on him, burning.
The heavens and the earth are reverberating, and the echoes of Xiao Chen’s reverberations appear on his body.
"The power of the virtual god!"
"Fast! Fast! Fast! Stop him, or no one can stop him!"
Yan Zhe lost his voice and screamed, and he was full of momentum. A sacred will, from the eyebrows, rushed toward Xiao Chenxi.
boom!
Xiao Chen suddenly felt a huge pressure, this is the soul of the Holy Spirit, compared to the soul of the Star Jun.
It is completely higher than a level, just like a saint, but I am alone.
If it is normal, only by this will, you will be able to suppress Xiao Chen.
Let it not move, the soul is uncontrolled, and it can be slaughtered without any backhand.
But now, Xiao Chen is burning with flames, and the power of the virtual is coming from all directions, like a moth.
The sacred of blessing in Xiao Chen is growing from weak to strong and a little bit stronger.
"Give me broken!"
In the hands of a red blood battle flag, Xiao Chen fiercely stunned, only heard the scream.
Yan Zhe's sacred will, the pressure brought about, gradually weakened, and finally was shocked back by Xiao Chen.
"Go together!"
The other saints no longer dared to keep their hands, and the time and place of the world began to shake vigorously.
The sacred will of the heads of the three pirate regiments, as well as the sacred sages of the elders of the three major sects, as well as the sacred will of Yan Zhe and Chai Lao.
Overlapping together, turned into a horror golem, fell on the head of Xiao Chen.
Want to annihilate the flames of Xiao Chen, and completely suppress the power of the virtual on him.
Almost ten heavy sacred wills came, so that Xiao Chen felt a great pressure, and the burning flame on his body was suppressed.
There was a crack in the stone pillar under the foot, and it trembled slightly.
Xiao Chen gnawed his teeth and held a red blood flag in his hand. He was under tremendous pressure and slammed.
In an instant, the scorpio magic cloud, like a mountain shouting, generally rolled up.
The whole space seems to have turned into a real ocean, and the waves are rolling, and all the saints have been retired several steps.
The momentum is slow, and the flame that Xiao Chen is about to extinguish is slamming and burning.
Xiao Chen leaped into the sky and headed for the fire pillar and flew directly.
"Want to go to the platform, let me pass this first!"
Yan Zhe's face is gloomy, and when he sees Xiao Chen's potential as a broken bamboo, he will fly to the pillar of the fire, and his heart will burn when he is angry.
Think about him, for this red blood heritage, I don't know how much calculations and time I have paid.
But in the end, all of them actually made a wedding dress for Xiao Chen.
Tell him how to bear it.
The sword was squirted, and the coldness was overflowing. Yan Zhe jumped up and was first blocked in front of Xiao Chen.
"Yan Big Brother, you still don't give up."
Xiao Chen faceless, looking forward, Yan Zhe, whose emotions are out of control, said coldly.
"Hahaha, who is your big brother, you dog? Mother's things. I really regret it, when I was in the grave, I didn't have a slap in the face."
Yan Zhe laughed a lot, and if he was crazy, he said loudly: "But it’s not too late to shoot you now."
A sword swayed out, but it was full of cold weather, Yan Zhe's terrible sword trick, turned into a violent storm, swept away toward Xiao Chen.
Rolling swords, like a thousand horses and thousands of troops, swelled up, rolled up the boundless yellow sand, with the cold cold killing, turned into a boundless storm sword.
But Xiao Chen now has the power of the virtual god, and the strength has long been repaired as unequal, which is enough to destroy the sword wind of a city.
In front of Xiao Chen, at this moment, nothing is counted.
A battle flag, the red blood battle flag is like a long gun, straight to the Huanglong, the power of the virtual condensed at the flagpole, so gently stabbed out.
Rub and rub!
Yan Zhe's boundless sword, under this thorn, is like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, destroying and destroying.
clang!
The red blood battle flag is like a broken bamboo. When it is about to pierce the chest of Yan Zhe, it is blocked by a sword across the chest.
"Haha, you garbage, want to kill me, still..."
Hey!
Xiao Chen’s wrist turned, and the red blood flag was gently pumped, hitting his face and pumping it on the spot.
Yan Zhe vomited blood and flew, roared, and was extremely unwilling to rush to Xiao Chen again.
Who knows that Xiao Chen leaps gently, stepping on his head and continuing to fly toward the pillars of the fire.
Hey!
Flying in the air, the elders of the demon, the seven-star captain, all the way to repair, the eyes are unwilling.
I want to stop Xiao Chen and climb the pillar of the fire.
At this moment, Xiao Chen, the momentum is like a rainbow, holding a battle flag, rushing forward.
The flames of the body are more and more fierce, and the power of the virtual gods is constantly rising. These holy sages can't block Xiao Chen's blow.
Under the blessing of the vain gods, with the wave of the battle flag, the entire space will surge like a tide.
Complete, not an opponent of the magnitude.
Hey!
One by one, the sacred sacred, by the morning of the morning, like a sandbag, bleeds in the air.
In the midst of madness, the pillars of the fire are close at hand.
Only one step, Xiao Chen can board.
At this distance, I can already feel the temperature of the fire of the gods, the thickness of the continuous, and the vicissitudes of history.
It is not just a flame, it is a legendary pirate king, leaving the immortal will.
call out!
At this critical moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Chen with lightning speed.
A skinny palm, like a pliers, grabs the flagpole.
It is Chai Lao, his yin measurement looks at Xiao Chen: "The junior, the power of this virtual in your body, you need to be released through this red blood flag. I am now holding you this red blood flag, waiting for you to be virtual If the power of God is gone, you will not escape."
"Think more."
Xiao Chen said freely, his left hand was empty, and he was pointing towards the old firewood.
The old face of Chai has changed slightly, but he can still react in the future.
The giant hand that covered the sky above, dropped a finger, and in a moment, flew the blood of the old fire.
Xiao Chen holds the battle flag and jumps up and climbs the pillar of the fire.
Looking at it, I saw a lot of pillars on the stone pillars, lying down on the ground, with a look of resentment, looking at Xiao Chen.
If the eyes can kill, Xiao Chen obviously has died hundreds of times.
"Oh, it was really taken up by him."
Who can think of a small, original Da Yuan Dan Zun, who was initially inconspicuous, can actually be in front of so many days of arrogance, the old sage.
In the most powerful way, you can climb the pillars of the fire that others have dreamed of.
At this moment, the fire of the virtual is close at hand.
As long as Xiao Chen waved his hand, he could reach out and hold it.
Xiao Chen did not rush to summon the fire of the virtual god, and looked at the Quartet, the pillar of the fire.
There is nothing in the stone column, but it can be in the center, but there is a groove.
Looked at the red blood flag in his hand, Xiao Chen walked over and inserted the end of the battle flag, perfect fit.
Hold the battle flag and gently twist it.
In the sound of squeaking, the four sides emerged, eight brilliant treasures.
Sure enough, there will be treasures in other pillars, and it is impossible to have nothing on the pillars of the fire.
Look carefully, the first is a Lingyu, but this Lingyu Huaguang flashes, crystal clear, not stained with a trace of dirt, like a star treasure.
"The best spirit jade!"
Xiao Chen recognized it at a glance. This is a peerless charm treasure called the second crystal, and its meaning has already surpassed Lingyu itself.
Receive!
With a light hand, Xiao Chen did not hesitate to put the best spiritual jade into the storage ring.
There seem to be countless heartbreaking sounds, the eight-story stone pillars, the old sages, and the chief true disciples of the major geniuses, the eyes are falling out.
Originally they belonged to their peerless gems, but now they are being smothered by this white boy.
Keep watching, the second is a dark sneaky, this is a very high quality soul device.
It is dark and inky, and the light is restrained. The falling flag is embroidered with a wild and fierce beast. Its size is like a cow, its shape is like a tiger, a red fur with a hedgehog, a pair of feather wings open, and the eyebrows give birth to a single angle. The eyes are extremely wicked and full of magic.
"Great!"
"The wild and savage beasts are very strange. This is one of the top ten devils of the past, the enchanting konjac. It has long been lost, actually in the hands of the Red Blood King!"
"Oh, that's my magic zombie!"
The baby on the pillar of Shenhuo, using the red blood flag to open, has no prohibition.
Xiao Chen just glanced at it, and he took this ecstasy into the storage ring.
The gaze continues to look down. The third is a very strange medicinal herb. It has a beastly animal nature. It is not swallowed by the military.
Receive!
The fourth is a delicate pipa, the fifth is a cheat, the sixth is a different fruit, the seventh is a treasure bow, the eighth is actually a side.
Xiao Chen didn't have time to look at it, and when he looked at it, he earned money in the storage ring.
Every time you earn, you can hear and burst into a heartbreaking voice.
Many saints, can't wait to swallow Xiao Chen, think about the soul of this place. Every piece, even if many saints join forces, it is not necessary to break the prohibition.
There is also the danger of life, and it is possible to be killed by the sword at any time.
But now, Xiao Chen is light and easy, and in their face they have received eight pieces of treasure.
People are more popular than people, think of Xiao Chen, and then they must be in front of them, inheriting the fire of the virtual god.
That taste, don't be too uncomfortable.
"Abominable, hateful!"
A lot of holy deities, a little mentally ill, the right hand clenched, constantly tapping the stone pillar.
But there is nothing to help. On the pillar of the fire, the power of the virtual of Xiao Chen has grown to a terrible point.
Even if the king is coming, they can only look at them like them.
The battle flag fluttering around, Xiao Chen gently waved his hand, the fire of the virtual that many people dreamed of.
Slowly fell into the hands of Xiao Chen, but at this moment, his eyes are calm.