Chapter 1739: Make fire

Suddenly, this disciple thought of what he would end up with.
There is no need for Chu Yan to shoot, and Cang Yangmen can shred him alive from top to bottom.
What's more, he's dead. The family he originally belonged to and the people who are related to him will surely suffer.
As soon as he thought this, his disciple's hair was going up.
"Go, I'll wait for you for twelve hours. After twelve hours, if your suzerain doesn't come, I will kill the people here first, and then I will go to you."
Chu Yan said.
At this time, he didn't need to speak more words.
At the scene, the eyes of these disciples of Cangyangmen had already made the disciples in this place to sit still, and did not dare to delay.
After sending this person away, Chu Yan meditated with his knees in place.
Twelve hours was his last chance for Cang Yangmen.
It was during this period of waiting for Chu Yan that a mysterious monk came from the Silver City he had been to before.
The monk was wrapped in a large cloak and looked hurriedly on the streets of Silver City.
In the end, he stopped at the place where Lian Yue was located.
Today's Lianyue route has disappeared from the ground.
The rest is a big pit and a mess in the ground.
These days, there are already a lot of courageous monks who have taken the risk and want to go and find out if they can try their luck and find any treasures left behind.
But unfortunately, this original treasure house has been completely moved and nothing has been left.
But even so, there were still a lot of people around here, pointing to this big pit, listening to the day when they saw the residents of the city shot by Master Tianxin, telling the specific process of the incident.
This monk in a cape watched Liulu and listened to all directions while listening to the half-truthful and half-false descriptions of the people around him, while carefully observing the big pit.
The more he looked, the more shocked he was.
Before long, he felt a heat on his wrist.
Looking down, there was a piece of jade on his wrist, at this time a faint red appeared.
Seeing this, he took another deep look at the big pit, then turned and left.
However, the monk in the cape did not leave the White Shadow City, but after walking around the city, he turned towards an alley.
Before rushing forward, he stopped in front of an inaccessible, shabby house, reached out and knocked on the door.
The door opened a gap immediately.
With one eye, he looked at the monk wearing a cape across the gap in the door.
The monk in the cape did not speak, but raised his arm and showed the other side the jade on his wrist.
The look in his eyes was shocked, and the door opened immediately.
The monk in the cape flashed in immediately, and the door closed tightly.
At the moment, seven or eight monks stood in the yard behind the gate.
These monks are in a state of condensing.
Although they are monks, at this moment they are all like bow-struck birds, and their faces are so panic-stricken that anyone who sees them will feel pitiful.
At this moment, when the monk in a cape was approaching, they struck up their spirits and stood upright.
The monk in a cloak approached these people and slowly lifted the cloak.
Under the cloak was a young man with dark red hair.
The young man's skin was very white, even to the point where blue veins could almost be seen.
But the moment he lifted the cloak, there was a heat wave that hit him all around.
The monks in the courtyard, almost instantly, felt as if they were standing by the fire.
Not only that, the grass under the feet of the red-haired young man also turned yellow and withered immediately when he opened the cape, and then became black, as if it was burnt live.
The monks present saluted, "See Lord Firebringer."
This red-haired young man was the fire prince among the four envoys in the monsoon pond.
At this point he waved his hand: "There is no more fire now, only Yuan Zhen, what is going on this time, who attacked the line?"
The leader of these monks took a step forward and explained the process.
The process that Yuan Zhen heard and heard on the street before was all based on the content of Zhuan Chuan. Compared with the real situation, it has been far too different.
But even so, he frowned even more after he heard this.
"So, the two mindsets were beheaded by that man in an instant?"
Yuan Zhen asked with a low voice.
"It's true, we saw it with our own eyes."
The Ningmai Jingshi said quickly.
Yuan Zhen groaned slightly, and then asked, "What does that person look like and what magical powers does he use?"
Do you remember? "
"remember."
The monk nodded again and again, "At that time, we were not far from the line, so we could see clearly."
The monk described Chu Yan's face now.
Of course, what is described is the change of Chu Yan's face wearing a ghost of all beings.
Yuan Zhen's expression changed at that time.
He breathed shortly, took out a portrait suddenly, and showed it to the monk: "What are you talking about?"
This monk did not expect Yuan Zhen to react so much and was taken aback.
But listening to the other person's tone was quick and cautious, and he knew what was the same, so he not only identified it carefully, but also called a few people around him, and came forward to identify it.
Soon after, everyone gave the same answer: "Not exactly the same, but at least three points are similar."
"Three points."
Yuan Zhen's expression eased slightly, but the fist behind him was clenched tighter than before.
Because the portrait he took was the portrait of the monsoon pond his teacher who had confirmed the fall! "What about the magical powers he uses?
Instantly kill two Heavenly Heart Masters, it is impossible to use magical power, right? "
Yuan Zhen asked again.
"I remember this because that person was loud."
One of the monks shouted, "It's a sword light."
"Jianguang?"
Yuan Zhen's heart sank suddenly.
Speaking of Jianguang, naturally in his mind suddenly emerged ... an answer, ready to come out.
And this monk, at this time, said a few words that were constantly emerging in his heart: streamer breaking shadow sword.
Yuan Zhen's body shook, and his original white face suddenly became white and scary.
"Master, are you all right?"
"Master, what's wrong with you?"
Several Ningmaijing monks hurriedly asked.
Taking a deep breath, he stabilized his mind, and Yuan Zhen's thoughts turned sharply.
What he has done is clearer than anyone else.
At this time, a monk who looks like Master and has a master's skill and mastered the master's technique appears, and it comes directly from Master ’s treasure house-these things can already explain many problems.
The other thing aside, one thing can be determined directly, that is, what you have done before and now, if this person knows, then the end must be miserable than anyone! Thought of this, Yuan Zhen's eyes flashed a sharp light.