Ge Luochen was amnesty, and fled in a hurry, and was far away in an instant.
Ji Feng was killed, this is definitely a big event, it can cause a big storm in the ancient place of Fanshu. Who is Ji Feng? The eldest son of the Ji family, the seed candidate of the Shendao Sect Tiandu, was killed so easily!
Life and death are impermanent in the ancient land of the Brahma Curse. No one can blame others if they die here, and the heavens may not hold them accountable, but how can the Ji family rest
In the city of Middle-earth, Jicheng is magnificent and magnificent, and merchants gather and shuttle back and forth.
In the very center of the big city, there is a splendid building, showing that extraordinary identity and status.
This is the Golden Clan—Ji Clan, a powerful clan in Middle-earth, whose powerful influence makes the Shinto sect to be courteous to three points.
At this moment, outside the magnificent hall, a monk was walking extremely fast, climbing the stairs and entering the magnificent hall. In that hall, a burly middle-aged man turned his back to the gate, looking up at a picture of mountains and rivers.
The man was dressed in brocade, and had a noble temperament. When he noticed that the monk rushed into the hall, he frowned, turned around and yelled: "What a decent way you are in a panic!"
"Patriarch, the big thing is not good!" The monk leaned over to the ground, trembling all over.
That middle-aged man in Chinese clothes is the patriarch of the Ji family, Ji Fengxing!
"What's the matter?" Ji Fengxing said solemnly, echoing majestic echoes in the grand hall.
"It's Master Feng... Master Feng him..." The monk's lips trembled and his teeth trembled.
"What's wrong with Feng'er?" Ji Fengxing shouted angrily, the surrounding space suddenly shook, and the temperature instantly cooled down.
"Master Feng's soul lamp is gone!" The monk gritted his teeth, preparing to endure the patriarch's anger.
Ji Feng was the youngest son of the patriarch, who loved him the most. Now that he died suddenly, as a father, he was bound to be furious.
"The soul lamp is off, Feng'er is dead!" Ji Fengxing's performance was not as angry as the monk thought, but rather calm.
The monk raised his head strangely, but found that Ji Fengxing's face was gloomy, and his eyes were like bloodthirsty beasts. It was very terrifying, and he quickly lowered his head, not daring to look again.
"What's the clue?"
"At this time, it was the time when the ancient land of the Fan Curse was opened, and Master Feng was mostly killed in the ancient land of the Fan Curse!"
"Check!" Ji Fengxing uttered a word, turning his back.
"Subordinates obey!" The monk replied respectfully, and then exited the hall tremblingly.
After a while, the huge gate of the main hall suddenly closed. Within the main hall, Ji Fengxing burst out a dozen vigor, and all the surrounding tables, chairs and utensils were annihilated. Even the hanging pictures of mountains and rivers were instantly ashes.
"Feng'er, whoever killed you will make him worse off as a father!" Silent anger is the most terrifying, and no one can bear it.
After Ge Luochen left, Di Jing chased in the direction where Yudie and the others had left, but only this way, but no trace of a few people was found. Moreover, a lot of time has passed, and the traces and aura left by Qingyueyan have long since disappeared, making it impossible to trace at all.
"With Yudie and Yunya, there should be nothing wrong with Yifan and others. With the ancient land of the Brahma curse so huge, these blood flames are also hidden, it seems that we will find another ultimate blood flame, no That's easy."
Di Jing looked at this barren world and didn't know where to start, so he could only ride on the wind and look around aimlessly.
After a short while, I discovered that there were fighting sounds in front of him, and all weapons and magic weapons came out, and the killing was quite tragic.
Di Jing flew over and found more than a dozen people, all disciples of various factions, in order to fight for a blood flame, the fire merged.
These monks all knew Di Jing, and they all stopped when they saw the seed man who had slapped Lu Tong, with unnatural expressions. The fact that Di Jing fought against the two major seed candidates and dropped Lu Tong to guard the mountain outside the gate of the Shenting Zifu Mountain had long been spread among the various factions. Even if they joined together, they might not be able to get benefits.
Di Jing only took a look and found that the blood flames were only medium, shook his head and sighed, then walked away. What he wants now is the ultimate blood flame, and the medium blood flame is not considered at all.
When everyone saw Di Jing leaving, they all breathed a sigh of relief. If Di Jing wanted this blood flame, they really didn't dare to object. After Di Jing stayed away, they fought again.
Di Jing flew around in this way for two days. In the past two days, he also encountered many monks fighting for blood flames, but those blood flames were either inferior or medium, and he had never seen a superior blood flame. , Could not help but let him extremely disappointed.
"It's okay to make a mistake of the ultimate blood flame, and now I can't even find one of the first-class blood flames."
Time passed day by day, and another five days passed in a blink of an eye, not only could not be found by Blood Flame, but also the information of Yudie and others could not be found out. This made Di Jing inevitably become anxious, afraid that something might happen.
In these five days, the news that Di Jing killed Ji Feng spread like a whirlwind throughout the ancient place of Brahma Curse, and most people knew about it.
This is the first seed candidate who lost his life in the hands of the enemy because of the fight for blood flames. It shocked many people, especially those seed candidates, who felt a kind of danger.
Everyone who is a seed candidate is arrogant and sets his goal on the ultimate blood flame. But there are only a dozen blood flames, but there are more than 20 seed candidates. There are too many monks and porridge, so some people will not get it.
In this way, whoever is strong and has great opportunities can have the ultimate blood flame.
On this day, Di Jing was wandering and went to meet seven or eight people rushing. The first person, with bright flowers and fluttering skirts, was Luo Ji of Bliss Valley, born with a charming bone.
Behind Luo Ji, several people were chasing after him, with murderous aura.
"Friend Di, save me!" Luo Ji was selected by Fengshen Pavilion on Tianshen Mountain and worshipped in it. Seeing Di Jing at this moment, I was overjoyed and hurriedly called for help.
Di Jing was slightly surprised when he saw the few people chasing behind, two of them were actually Fengshen Pavilion disciples, and Luo Ji was immediately blocked behind him.
The few people came at a speed. When they saw Di Jing, they stopped quickly. One of them stepped forward and said: "Friend Di Dao, we all know your reputation and dare not fight against you. Please also hand Luo Ji to us. Don't commit each other!"
The speaker was a certain disciple of Fengshen Pavilion, and he looked at Di Jing with a trace of fear.
"She and you are both disciples of the Conferred God Pavilion. Not only does she not help, but she has to be so embarrassed?" Di Jing asked a little unhappy.
"Although she and I are in the same sect, but they don’t have much friendship. In this ancient place of Sanskrit curse, fighting for blood and flames, and interests conflicting, how can we reconcile? The disciples in the major sects are fighting openly and secretly for the place to enter this place. Now the blood flames are in front of you, let alone the invitation of the sect that is as thin as water!"
Di Jing sneered and said, "You sects, it's really interesting."
Thinking that Shenting Zifu’s apprenticeships have been carefully selected in recent years. Although the number is not large, it is quite harmonious. There is no such conflict of interest, and I have to admire the diligent intentions of the nine-finger gods.
"Friend Di Dao, please don't interfere in this matter. Many seed candidates have the heart to deal with you. Your Excellency should focus on this." Another person said.
"Oh?" Di Jing looked at the man and asked, "Who are there who want to calculate me?"
"It's impossible to calculate, but you killed Ji Feng and made all the other seed candidates feel at risk. They all want to compete with you! Maybe someone will come to you in just a few days."
"Let them come, I Di Jing is always waiting!" Di Jing is also a seed candidate, and naturally knows the psychology of other people. Everyone is a peerless figure of the same generation. It is understandable to fight for a win or lose. "You guys Pursuing Miss Luo Ji, but why?"
"They have no good intentions!" Luo Ji's eyes were Zhan Qiushui, and Di Jing faintly looked at Di Jing, pitiful, her soft and charming posture made people feel refreshed.
"Bitch, while I was waiting to fight, you secretly used methods to take away the blood flames, and wanted to have a snipe and clam to fight, and the fisherman would profit. Do you think I'm a good person?"
"Quickly hand over the blood flames, otherwise I won't wait for you to rest!"
"Blood flames?" Di Jing looked back at Luo Ji and saw that she was covered with wisps and white skin everywhere, and asked a few people, "What kind of blood flames is it?"
"This······"
Di Jing saw a few people hesitate and looked unnatural, thinking that this blood flame is probably not low grade, if it is the ultimate blood flame, don't leave these people, even he himself will try to grab it.
"It's a green lotus fire, it's a superior blood flame." One person finally revealed it and said, "Friend Di Daoist's martial posture should go after the ultimate blood flame. Although this superior blood flame is precious, it's not worth it. Daoist Shangdi's peerless strength."
"What you said is right, but the high-class blood flames are not in my eyes, but you don't want to get it today!" Di Jing showed his shocking momentum, and several people were stunned.
"Friend Di Dao, you..."
Di Jing shouted: "Get out, otherwise don't blame my ruthless men."
Several people were shocked by Di Jing's powerful strength, so they didn't dare to force it, and had to retreat bitterly.
"Di Jing, don't be mad, now there are many people who have obtained blood flames and are refining breakthroughs. Soon this ancient place of Brahma curse will not be the world for your seed candidates!" One person in Fengshen Pavilion is unwilling to accept it. , Gritted his teeth and said.
"Are you talking cruel to me?" Di Jing gathered his claws and rushed out with a huge palm force, detaining the other person. "You clowns, you will never be caught in my eyes. !"
Di Jing clasped the opponent's throat, and he could squeeze his neck off as long as he tried hard.
"You, what do you want to do?" There was a look of fear in the person's eyes. He never thought that Di Jing was so strong that he could not practice any resistance. His throat was pinched, and he said with difficulty, "I It's just... just talk casually, please... don't mind."
"I never mind someone like you!" Di Jing let go, then slapped the opponent's face with a slap, and shouted, "Get out of here!"
The monk was beaten up and down, dizzy, held by the same door, and quickly escaped.
"You just let him go, don't you be afraid of raising tigers?" Luo Ji's bright eyes looked at Di Jing, her voice was infinitely soft and seductive.
"I have a sense of measure." Di Jing ignored the other party's charming technique, with an expressionless expression, and said, "You took the best blood flame, why didn't you see it?"
"Oh, the whole of the Nu Family is yours, you want the blood flames, does the Nu Family still have nothing to give you?" Luo Ji softened and fell into Di Jing's arms.
Di Jing stepped aside and said, "I'm just curious, what method did you use to hide the blood flame. In that kind of melee, you can't get it into your body."
"Qinglian fire is on the slave house, the young god king might as well come and search for the body of the slave house!"
"Girl Luo Ji, your trick is useless to me. Take it out and let me see what it is that can lock the original blood flame." Di Jing ignored Luo Ji's Meishu and said indifferently.
The original blood flame is so powerful that many things will be burnt to ashes when touched. Therefore, when the monk encounters the blood flame, he will use the power of the immortal vein to conquer it, and then slowly refine it.
"You are really boring, this girl won't eat you." Luo Ji glanced at Di Jing, her voice faintly, and there was a faint resentment in Di Jing's eyes.
She took out a white jade porcelain bottle from the magic treasure bag. It was half a foot tall and had an extraordinary aura on it. She said, "This is a jade bottle. It can swallow many spiritual objects. I use it as a green lotus. The fire was taken away."
"Huh? This thing..." Di Jing suddenly flashed a bright light in her heart, burst into laughter, and said, "Lady Luo Ji, thank you very much! Why didn't I think of using this method. "
Luo Ji laughed suddenly at Di Jing, and thanked her, feeling a little inexplicable, and asked, "Friend Di Daoist, what's wrong?"
"Lady Luo Ji took out this bottle and suddenly reminded me of something, so it made me laugh." Di Jing looked very happy and said, "Lady Luo Ji, since you have got the first-class blood flame, look for it. A safe and secret place, quickly refine it and make breakthroughs."
Turning around, walking briskly, Luo Ji was confused.