Sovereign to Immortality

Chapter 702: Blood flame

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Is there something on the ground that echoes Yang Junhao

What Yang Junshan thought of almost immediately was how he obtained the complete inheritance of the Heart Fire Red Lotus technique from the secret room, and Yang Junhao practiced this set of high-grade treasure-level inheritance techniques.

"What's going on? Why is this secret room at the top of the mountain getting hot?"

Not only Yang Junhao, but also other monks immediately noticed the changes in the secret room at the top of the mountain.

"Look at the ground. Is this a formation pattern? Is this the formation hub of Shaking Heaven Peak, the real core of breaking the forbidden formation?"

"Quick, record!"

The real people in the secret room at the top of the peak suddenly became a little confused, but Yang Junshan didn't care about it. It was true that this place was once the hub of the great formation, but the formation patterns on the ground were all from the Heavenly Punishment Great Formation. The formation disk talisman of the formation, and after so many years of analysis and deduction, in terms of understanding of the Tianchu Formation, Yang Junshan is confident that even Zhu Zhenren may not know much better than him. The formation disk of the Tianchu Formation here may be It was the fuse that triggered the Forbidden Formation back then, but it was not the core of the Forbidden Formation itself.

More importantly, the array talismans of the Tianzhu Formation have already been completely recorded by Yang Junshan, and what appears on the ground now, at least under the cover of many real people, intentionally or unintentionally, wants to record them all. It's not easy to get down.

Besides, even if the array talismans of the Tianchu Formation are complete, are they complete

Yang Junshan glanced at Zhu Zhenren and Zhang Yueming of Shaking Heaven Sect, with a hint of ridicule in his eyes.

"What's going on? What is this red mist?"

"The bloody smell is blood mist. What's going on? Master Lin from the Loose Cultivator Alliance and the two from the Shaking Sky Sect, should you give an explanation?"

This is the old place of Shaking Heaven Sect, and later the entrance was occupied by the Loose Cultivator Alliance for a long time. Naturally, these two forces are the most likely to cause trouble.

Master Lin Canghai said loudly: "The Rogue Cultivator Alliance knows nothing about this. If anyone tries to deceive you, Canghai will kill you!"

Everyone's momentum was pressing towards the two people from Shaking Heaven Sect. Zhang Yueming and Zhu Zhenren's faces looked extremely ugly. However, both of them said nothing, but their eyes were fixed on the ground. The blood mist appeared and began to rise upward, as if expecting something.

Yang Junshan had a slight guess. The first thing he thought of was Master Qiyang from Flowing Fire Valley. His eyes quickly searched among the crowd, and he soon discovered that the face of Master Qiyang, who had a childlike face and crane hair, seemed to have a very strange expression at this time, as if he had also realized something. What, but he looked slightly regretful.

"How are you doing?"

Although Yang Junshan realized that the changes that occurred in the secret room might not be a bad thing, he still had to cautiously ask Yang Junhao.

"The movement of true energy has accelerated. This secret room is filled with pure fire energy, and the speed of cultivation has doubled."

Yang Junhao seemed to understand clearly at this time. As he relaxed the suppression of the true energy in his body, he immediately realized the benefits.

"Look, these blood mist is gathering!"

"Two of you from Shaking Heaven Sect, if you continue to remain silent, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Several real people roared again in the secret room

Roar.

At this moment, Zhang Yueming suddenly snorted coldly and said: "You can't kill anyone!"

However, everyone can see that the two people from Shaotian Sect seem to have some regrets at this time!

The moment Zhang Yueming finished speaking, clusters of blood mist condensed on the ground suddenly "suddenly" lit up wisps of blood-colored flames, floating precariously in the air, but the power contained in them was It makes all the monks below the real-person realm feel frightened. Even the low-level monks at the real-person realm feel threatened.

"What is this?" someone asked in horror.

At the moment when everyone exclaimed, Zhu Zhenren and Zhang Yueming took action almost at the same time. Zhang Yueming stretched out his hand and made a cage, and more than ten bloody flames flew towards him, while Zhu Zhenren He took the opportunity to take out a red fire bottle and put the seven or eight blood flames into it.

Almost at the moment when the Shaotian Sect two men took action, Master Qiyang and Yang Junshan also realized something. They took action almost at the same time. The light of Yang Junshan's Yuanci Bao flickered on and off, and the ten blood flames that had just been generated from the ground began to appear. It flew towards him, but after all, Yang Junshan was not a monk specializing in fire-attribute skills.

On the other side, the six-color Yuan Gang suddenly appeared around Master Qiyang. At the first moment, more than a dozen blood flames flew towards him. There were still a few blood flames not far away that were ready to move. However, at this time , other monks in the secret room also noticed the extraordinary nature of these blood flames. After Yang Junshan and Master Qiyang, Master Changlin and other monks with the highest cultivation levels also took action to snatch those few flowers that were originally going to fly towards Master Qiyang's blood flame was quickly snatched away by others.

However, although the monks in the secret room began to grab it, there was a strange phenomenon around one of the people present that attracted everyone's attention. On the ground under Yang Junhao's feet, there were more than twenty blood drops at once. The flame was generated, and after it was generated, Yang Junhao did not need to do anything himself, and it flew towards him like a moth throwing fire.