Transcend to become a magician

Jieyu and Hutuosen glanced at them coldly, and occasionally glanced at Menglan Holy Castle, with anxiety in their eyes.

Even if Jieyu and Hutuo have the mentality of soul injury and soul destruction, they will fight their souls.They also don't have the soul power to forcibly rush over to fight the soul.But under their orders, countless Yan Kings of the Fire Clan, armed with bows and arrows, jumped onto the roofs and trees, staring coldly at the magicians in the air.

In Menglan Holy Castle, all the Yan people of the fire clan gathered in the territorial tribe, and they were all magicians with strong soul power.Alchemist Zhang Ming, these magicians, except for the mysterious man in black whose soul power is unfathomable, the others are all soul powers below the level of a magician.Two-phase soul fighting, soul injury, and soul destruction are possible in the center of the temple.The dragons are also afraid of the local snake.

The Jieyu magicians did not set off a fight, but quietly surrounded the alchemists and other magicians.Use drag to suppress the fighting spirit.

"Oh, it is possible that they will have to gather all the eight major tribes to be sure of the victory of the soul. At that time, the head of Frost will participate in the soul fight, and I am afraid that the end of the soul will be injured and the soul will be destroyed.

"Hey, this is the territory of the Yan people of the Fire Clan. The Menglan Holy Fort in the tribe group is all guards under the Yan King. You can't stop us. However, we are not sure that the soul will win if we provoke the soul. Both soul injury and soul destruction are possible."

Du Longbiao's gaze swept across the roof, and the walls of the temple were densely packed with soul power experts from the Fire Clan Yanren.He's not that stupid, let's estimate the soul power levels of both parties.

Alchemist Zhang Ming nodded.

"Ugh--"

I just want to think that this trip to the mainland of Nanzhou, I am not sure about getting what I need, and I am a little unwilling.

"Wait a minute, you see, the crimson light is about to dissipate. When the flame disappears, we will immediately enter the temple and search for the Yanyan Spiritual Flame to see if there is a chance to get it?"

Alchemist Zhang Ming insisted, and the mysterious man in black couldn't object.Magicians like Du Longbiao and Zhang Li looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

Alchemist Zhang Ming exhaled lightly.

"call--"

He glanced at Jieyu and Hutuo, the flame-loving mages of the fire clan, and saw the looming crimson light. The soul energy was stronger than the dantian, and it also began to condense and fuse.

The atmosphere in the awe-inspiring temple was unusually quiet, and all the magicians focused their attention on the crimson light that was about to dissipate.This is the only Yanyan spiritual fire left in the Nanzhou mainland.

The Yanyan Spirit Fire has become extremely illusory.

The mysterious black-clothed man in the air suddenly turned his head, looked at the western sky, and sensed that a man with strong soul power was coming.

"Hey, another person with strong soul power from the Yan people of the Huo clan has come. I feel that he is one of the chiefs of the eight tribes."

"what--"

Alchemist Zhang Ming's face changed, and he turned to look at the western sky, where the red shadow came like lightning.

A figure in a red robe all over his body appeared in the sky above Menglan Holy Castle, and looked at the alchemist Zhang Ming and other magicians with serious faces.

"Damn it, you are talking big about the people of the empire, and you actually broke into the temple!"

With a fiery temper, he roared angrily looking at the alchemist Zhang Ming and several magicians.

"Ran Yuhe, the chief of the Yanren branch of the Fire Clan, has the highest spirit power among the chiefs of the eight major tribes."

"That year, when fighting souls, the Yanren of the Fire Clan and the Dahua Empire, the souls of many magicians were destroyed by him."

"This man is a very tricky magician."

Suddenly foreign aid from the Yan people of the Huo clan appeared, and Zhang Li recognized that the arrival was extraordinary.

"It seems that there are three demon masters among them. In the soul fight, the captain Duo Yan may not be sure that the soul will win."

"The flame of the spirit fire will disappear immediately, and some strange thoughts should arise!"

The mysterious man in black stared at the crimson light in the sky.

Alchemist Zhang Ming and other magicians ignored Ran Yuhe. After all, he was not too high in the soul power level of the Yan people of the fire clan.

Jieyu and Hutuo felt happy when they saw Ran Yu and Aid, and they appeared in the air in a flash. There was a tacit understanding between them.Explain the current situation.

Ran Yuhe's body showed crimson soul energy, which became more and more concentrated.Finally, under the urging of the soul power, it becomes a substantial flame, ready to fight the soul.

"You bastards, fighting for souls back then, and now trespassing on the territory of the Fire Clan Yanren, I will make you pay back your debts with blood."

Ran Yuhe roared furiously, about to eat people.

Alchemist Zhang Ming and other magicians ignored it, and only stared at the flame light. Once it disappears, a different phase will appear.

As long as it explodes, the remaining soul energy will fluctuate enough to scatter in the sky.

Alchemist Zhang Ming and other magicians leaped down almost at the same time, rushing into the crimson light.

The Yan people of the Fire Clan also moved, setting off angry roars and roars. Shadows swarmed into the temple from roofs, city walls, and trees, and the voices calling for King Yan resounded throughout the temple.

Fort Menglan has fallen into chaos.

Alchemist Zhang Ming, relying on previous memories, shuttled through the temple with other magicians and appeared in the sky of the island in the middle of the lake.

With the disappearance of King Yan's transfigured human form, the originally sealed enchantment, the confinement area, has been unsealed, and they landed on the island in the middle of the lake.

Alchemist Zhang Ming and other magicians stepped on the ground and looked around, but they didn't find any trace of Yan Yan's spiritual fire, even the fire in the center of the earth, and the Yan King.

The eyes of the mysterious man in black swept around, he knelt down, picked up a piece of scorched scales, and frowned slightly.

"Is she really annihilated with the fire in the center of the earth?"

"Where's this damn fire snake, Yanyan Spirit Fire?"

The alchemist Zhang Ming felt that the island in the center of the lake was different, but he didn't find the Yanyan spiritual fire, and even the fire in the center of the earth disappeared, showing a look of anger.

The mysterious man in black stood up. With a wave of his black robe, the violent wind blew, and he had activated the Wind Wheel Art.

On the ground where the foothold was, there was a violent storm, and after that, the clouds and mists dispersed and became clear.

The island in the middle of the lake is bare, and the smooth pool has suffered great damage.

"Alas, the Yanyan spirit fire and the fire in the center of the earth are gone!"

Dulong Biao swept across the empty island in the middle of the lake, sighing.

Standing up with both palms, countless sharp knives gushed out, killing the souls of the Fire Clan Yanren who rushed into the island in the middle of the lake.

"Let's go, if you hesitate, I'm afraid it's too late. I feel that the chief of the Yanren branch of the fire clan among the eight major tribes has brought another wave of magicians. Their soul power level is very high."

Alchemist Zhang Ming clenched his teeth, with a look of unwillingness.

"let's go!"

Only with this decision, magicians like Du Longbiao and Zhang Li breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as they were preparing to evacuate from the Holy Fort of Menglan, a large wave of Yanren magicians from the Fire Clan surrounded them from a distance, and chaos formed for a while.

Alchemist Zhang Ming's pupils were constricted, far away from the sky, holding a fire lotus with one hand, on the lotus platform, a strange crimson flame was burning.

"Ah, the fire in the center of the earth!"

It was just a shadow that was getting smaller and smaller, and the alchemist Zhang Ming suddenly let out a roar.

He didn't expect that the figure that disappeared into the sky would be caught by a fisherman between the Yan people of the Fire Clan and them.

"Damn baby, you actually tricked me and snatched the fire from the center of the earth."

"Follow me!"?