A huge black shadow suddenly appeared behind the fire elf and slammed it down.
Ye Chuan once again used the unparalleled escape technique to appear behind the fire elf like a ghost. He raised the heavy light blue sarcophagus in his hand and slammed it down hard. The murderous fire elf fell to the ground and died, and a piece of it fell out of his body. Armguard, there is another space-time gate on the ground.
The old devil's scattered people on the island were in danger and were almost severely injured by the fire elves, but precisely because of his restraint, Ye Chuan was able to escape and launch a fatal blow.
The heavy sarcophagus would be extremely difficult for ordinary people to carry, but it weighed just right in Ye Chuan's hands, fully displaying its violent power. With just one move, he killed this fierce fire elf.
"Thank you, sir!"
The old devil Lidao Sanren wiped the sweat from his forehead and made a disciple salute in front of Ye Chuan.
In the nearby sea area, he is also an old devil with a long life. When meeting the current head of Benlei Sect, he regards himself as an elder. But in front of Ye Chuan, he bowed to his disciples honestly.
A Supreme Elder of the Benlei Sect who broke through to the semi-saint realm thousands of years ago, there is nothing to be ashamed of in front of such a legendary master by bowing as a disciple and treating himself as a junior.
"Get up. Speaking of which, I should be the one thanking you."
Looking at the respectful expression of the old devil Liangren, Ye Chuan did not reveal his true identity. He paused and threw the light blue sarcophagus on his shoulders, "This arm guard on the ground is sent together with this sarcophagus." It’s up to you, practice well.”
Ye Chuan left immediately, swaying a few times before disappearing into the crowd.
Behind him, the old devil Lidao Sanren was stunned. He reached out and hugged the sarcophagus thrown by Ye Chuan, and was unable to react for a moment.
This is not an ordinary sarcophagus, but a cyan sarcophagus. The cyan flame sealed inside can be refined to increase your skill by eight hundred years! After finally grabbing it, Ye Chuan gave it to him like this
The old devil was stunned. When he took action to restrain the fire elf, he didn't even think about getting any reward from Ye Chuan. It was just a subconscious action at that moment. Even he didn't understand why he did it at that time. Such a move. Now it seems that this adventure was the right thing to do!
Who among the cultivators wouldn’t want the treasures in the sarcophagus
The old devil Liandao Sanren also wanted it. He also wanted to refine a ball of blue flame to improve his cultivation by leaps and bounds, but there were only a few blue sarcophagi and they were flying around and it was difficult to get it. Now that the treasure has been delivered to the door and refined, it will increase the skill by eight hundred years. More importantly, it has won Ye Chuan's favor and established a relationship. Then, the following problems will be encountered after practicing the ancient clone...
The old devil Lidao Sanren became excited, his eyes were a little moist, and a long-lost emotion came to his heart.
Ye Chuan's generosity and Qing Tianhou's ruthlessness formed a sharp contrast to him.
After taking refuge in Qingtianhou, he originally thought he had found a big backer, but it turned out that Qingtianhou's backer was unreliable at all. Qingtianhou, who comes from the outer world, only sees the pursuit of power and the ambition to conquer the world. No matter how loyal or outstanding his subordinates are, they are all ants in his eyes. It's ruthless. Ye Chuan was completely different. He was generous with his actions, but his simple words could warm people's hearts.
The old devil Lidao Sanren stood still, thought about it for a while, and then made a decisive decision and strode away.
The shaking of the ground became more and more violent, and more and more magma and treasures were erupted from the ground.
On the top of the mountain, there was chaos.
Any cultivator who has some ability and pursuit is chasing the golden sarcophagus, and everyone is eager to grab the legendary flag of the Eighteen Demon Gods. Even if the chance is only one in 10,000, it is enough for people to take risks and rush forward wave after wave at the risk of being burned to ashes by the fire elves. The two super masters, Qing Tianhou and National Master Jiang Tunsheng, are also chasing this legendary treasure.
If someone looks down from a high altitude, they can see a shocking scene.
On the top of the barren mountain, there were cracks of all sizes. The entire Flame Mountain seemed to be about to explode. From time to time, large areas of red magma erupted from the ground. Golden sarcophagi were rushing through the pieces of magma, surrounded by large groups of fire. Elf. Wherever the golden sarcophagus rushed, people followed. One by one, they rushed forward feverishly and gnawed down the surrounding fire elves like ants eating elephants.
Ordinary casual cultivators were like hot-headed ants, while Qingtianhou and Imperial Master Jiang Tunsheng were like two sharp knives, killing the fire elves guarding the golden sarcophagus one on the left and the other on the right.
Qing Tianhou's face was expressionless, his body was dripping with blood but extremely ferocious. He was like a killing god from the outer world and he went straight into the fire elf formation. The halberd in his hand brought out the cold light of the sword. Every time he swung the sword, he was bound to see blood. A fire elf fell. Sometimes, even with a sweep of the sword, the fire elves in front of him fell into a row.
Qingtianhou likes and is good at close combat, killing everyone in hand-to-hand combat. The national master Jiang Tunsheng is different. He holds an imperial bow and walks around the fire elves. When the fire elves rush up, he quickly retreats and dodges. As soon as the elves retreated, he pursued them closely. Every time he drew the imperial bow in his hand, one of the fire elves would fall down. Without exception, all of them would be killed with blood flowing from their brows. His graceful movement doesn't look as brave as Qingtianhou's, but his attacks are equally powerful and his killing efficiency is not inferior. If Qingtianhou is a god of killing, then the national master Jiang Tunsheng is an arrow god, whose arrows are always in vain.
Before breaking into the Lost City, the two super masters were fighting inextricably on Gulang Island. After breaking into the tomb of the Maharaja, another competition started on the top of the Flame Mountain to see who could take the golden sarcophagus first. Grab the Eighteen Demonic God Flags inside. Based on the cultivation of the two of them, no matter who gets the Eighteen Demon God Flags, their combat effectiveness will increase by leaps and bounds, enough to kill the opponent on the spot.
For many casual cultivators and demons, the Eighteen Demonic God Flags in the golden sarcophagus are an ancient killing weapon, which can reach the sky in one step after being refined; for Qingtian Hou and National Master Jiang Tunsheng, this is not just a great weapon. The killing weapon is still the last straw that is enough to overwhelm and crush the opponent. Ordinary people are trying to seize treasures, but these two are trying to seize lives. They would rather destroy the golden sarcophagus and the flag of the Eighteen Demon Gods than let this treasure fall into the hands of the other party!
The battle became more and more intense, and no one noticed that a casual cultivator with a big bamboo hat on his head joined the battle at some point. He slowly squeezed forward among the crowd, getting closer and closer to the golden sarcophagus, but he did not look like other big demons. He rushed forward as if he was hot-headed, but kept a distant distance. He was tall and straight, with an extraordinary temperament, but no one could see his facial features clearly under the large and wide hat on his head.
Ye Chuan joined the battle calmly, blending in with the crowd and waiting for the opportunity.