Chapter 145: Advanced Moon Cangyan

"Kill him!"
Many people have been stunned by the benefits, they stared at Zhao Yi, and even some monks rushed straight up.
"Get out of the old man!"
However, before everyone approached Zhao Yi, a low and explosive shout immediately sounded like a muffled thunder, and countless people's expressions changed and they stopped moving forward.
"It's the pavilion master of Qianyu Pavilion, Mo Qianyu! I didn't expect to come so fast!"
"Unexpectedly, Mo Qianyu, after only a few years of retreat, has reached the peak of Wu Huang, and is close to the strong Wu Zong!"
"Mo Qianyu has arrived, and all this is about to end!"
...
Although I only listened to his voice and didn't see his person, everyone knew the person who came, and it was the master of the Lost City that was closest to Wu Zong!
Countless people swallowed secretly, and the people who stopped, immediately began to return, for fear that they might provoke people who shouldn't be offended.
Only a few elders of Qianyu Pavilion showed ecstasy, as if they had seen the result of Zhao Yi being ruthlessly killed.
Zhao Yi also sensed the situation of the outside world, his heart sinking slightly, and he rushed to crack the formation in the Moonlight Treasure Box.
"Boy, who gave you the courage to ignore me?"
In the midair, an old figure was suspended, and the eyes that saw everything flashed a hint of displeasure, and rushed towards Zhao Yi.
"It's just a shielding formation, do you want to stop me?"
The sound of Mo Qianyu fell, and a crutch was taken out of unknown place, and it lightly touched in the void.
A sharp spiritual impact immediately swept out from the bottom of the crutch. The shielding formation arranged by Zhao Yi was ruthlessly torn apart only for a breath.
"Almost!"
Zhao Yi muttered to himself, a pair of dark eyes was a strange flame, and then, the flames began to spread all over the pupils.
"Boy, when you die, you still pretend to be calm. It seems that you have completely given up!"
Seeing Zhao Yi still sitting on the spot motionless, Mo Qianyu sneered, and when he thought of the baby on Zhao Yi, his hand movement speeded up a bit.
"idiot."
Zhao Yi shook his head, really didn't know how he practiced, always thinking that he had a chance to win.
"what did you say!"
As the strongest man in the entire Lost City, Mo Qianyu jumped when he saw Zhao Yi being so insulted. The crutch in his hand had a steady flow of spiritual power poured into it.
"Yue Cangyan!"
At the moment when Mo Qianyu's crutch reached Zhao Yi, the latter's body was immediately wrapped in white flames, and the next moment, a flame roulette shot out.
"Stop bluffing, watch me take you..."
Mo Qianyu didn't pay any attention to it. Spiritual power surged on the crutch, but he just touched the flame wheel and was strangely evaporated into nothingness!
"How is this possible!"
Mo Qianyu's through-hole shrank, and the flame wheel remained unabated, hitting his body fiercely, and the terrifying flame immediately climbed up his body.
Although Mo Qianyu madly shattered the flames on his body, these flames seemed to have the power of regeneration and continued to grow.
"Unexpectedly, Yue Cangyan swallowed that skeleton and burst into such a powerful force!"
A flash of joy flashed in Zhao Yi's eyes, the flame's overbearingness was beyond his expectation.
"Master, my flame power is great!"
At the same time, a slightly immature voice suddenly sounded, and Zhao Yi's eyes immediately became alert, because this voice came from his body!
"Master, I am Yue Cangyan, don't you recognize me?"
The immature voice echoed in his mind once again, and Zhao Yi discovered that these voices were made by Yue Cangyan!
"Simultaneously born, with self-thought!"
Zhao Yi was extremely shocked. He had only seen this kind of thing happen in some ancient books. When an object reaches its limit, it will give birth to spirituality and possess self-thought!
Even if he doesn't deliberately control it, with just a single thought, Yue Cangyan can explode with the strongest power to fight the enemy!
"It's just a pity that the law of flame hasn't been cultivated yet, otherwise the fire I spit out will definitely burn him to death!"
Yue Cangyan said regretfully that the corners of Zhao Yi's mouth twitched a little, and he didn't know what to say.
"Big...sir, I surrender, you let me go!"
As the master of the Martial Emperor's pinnacle, Mo Qianyu had extremely strong vitality. Even if Yue Cangyan's flames were extremely domineering, he would not be killed for a while.
However, the flame burned, but it made him unhappy.
"You just wanted to kill someone for treasure, why should I let you go?"
Zhao Yi sneered. He had reminded them earlier that these people thought he was good for bullying. For him, killing these people was as simple as pinching ants!
"Senior... please let me go, I am willing to be a cow or a horse!"
Hearing Zhao Yi's voice and attitude, Mo Qianye's complexion immediately turned pale.
He is one of the best masters in the Lost City. His life is precious. No matter what, save his life first!
"It's not impossible to let you go, but do you know where Wu Lantian is?"
Zhao Yi said lightly, Wu Lantian was the monk who came in with him from outside, he had been searching for a long time and had not found it, maybe Mo Qianmei would know something.
"Senior, can you put out the fire on my body?"
Mo Qianyu was in pain and looked at Zhao Yi tightly.
"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me."
Zhao Yi frowned, palms up, and a white flame immediately appeared in his palms.
"Don't don't don't! I know this person the predecessor said, we Qianyu Pavilion, he established it!"
Mo Qianyusheng feared that Zhao Yi would be annoyed, and quickly said all he knew.
"Then where is he now? There is still news about him, tell me all you know!"
Zhao Yi's eyes flickered, and he snapped a finger lightly. The flame on Mo Qianyu's body disappeared strangely without a trace, and a flame brand hit his skin.
"Yes! Wu Lantian suddenly appeared in the Lost City two hundred years ago. Like you, he has a very high cultivation base. It only took a few days to defeat all the top masters in the Lost City."
"Later, he built the Qianyu Pavilion in the center of the city, and it disappeared. No one knows where he was."
"But I vaguely know some secrets. He seemed to want to leave the island at the beginning, but he tried many times and failed."
"A hundred years ago, the ancestor Wu Lantian declared a retreat and has never appeared again."
Mo Qianyu said everything about Wu Lantian in one breath, and looked at Zhao Yi cautiously, for fear that the information he provided would make Zhao Yi dissatisfied.
"Quick! Take me to Qianyu Pavilion!"
Zhao Yi's eyes flickered, and since Wu Lantian came from outside the island just like him, and after spending so long here, there might be a way to get out.
What's more, I haven't shown up in a hundred years, and I can't tell if I go out!