Fantasy: Unlimited Blind Box Draws, I Am Invincible In The World

At the foot of Shenyan Mountain.

Zhao Nuyan was so angry that he made perfect preparations but ended up making a wedding dress for someone else.

"Why does that figure on the back look a bit familiar...?"

At this moment, he narrowed his eyes slightly and murmured to himself.

"Brother Nu Yan, do you know him?!"

Zheng Yulin asked.

Zhao Nuyan shook his head and said: "He looks a little familiar. I seem to have seen this person in Lieyun City before..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes fell on Zheng Yulin's delicate jade box.

"Yulin, let's take a look at what's in the jade box first."

The seven-color Strange Fire was lost, and he believed it would be recovered.

As long as a person is still in the Tianhuang Shen Dynasty, the seven-color Strange Fire still belongs to him.

Zheng Yulin raised her slender hand and gently opened the jade box.

But the next moment, looking at the empty box, the two of them were stunned.

How could there be nothing?

"Why is it empty?"

Zheng Yulin said in disbelief.

"Forget it, I will take you on a treasure hunt next time there are ancient ruins."

Zhao Nuyan narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

"Mr. Wu, what are you looking at?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he walked towards Wu Moli.

"Your Highness, the figure that left just now looks very much like a person..."

"But I don't understand why sword cultivators need Strange Fire?"

Wu Moli bowed slightly and said again.

"Mr. Wu is joking. A sword cultivator has enough swords. What does Strange Fire need to do..."

"The people who need Strange Fire in Tianhuang Xuanyu are nothing more than alchemists, artifact refiners, or fire-attribute Martial Artists."

Zhao Nuyan said in a deep voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something: "Mr. Wu knows that figure from behind, right?"

Wu Moli nodded and said: "He is very similar to the Divine Child of the Xiao family, so I wonder why the sword cultivator needs Strange Fire?"

"The Xiao family's Divine Child?"

The anger that Zhao Nuyan had just suppressed suddenly rose up.

If it was really the Divine Child of the Xiao family, then he would definitely kill him.

First he destroyed his sister's Dantian, and now he robbed him of Strange Fire. It was simply too much!

"Mr. Wu, this is the Canglong Order. Take it with you and tell the Dark Dragon Guard to find out the whereabouts of the Xiao family's Divine Child."

After pondering for a moment, Zhao Nuyan raised his hand and handed a token to Wu Moli and said ferociously.

Wu Moli took the Canglong Order and disappeared in a flash.

At this moment, she said with an extremely cold expression: "Huh! If it is really you, I will definitely die this time."

.......

Qianrentian Peak is like an ancient divine sword hanging upside down, pointing straight into the sky.

A flash of silver light shot down from the sky, Xiao Xuan seemed like an immortal descending from the clouds.

He put away his sword and began to look at the peaks in front of him.

This place is tens of thousands of miles away from the Shenyan Mountain, and it is almost impossible for people from the Tianhuang Divine Dynasty to find his whereabouts.

Immediately, he jumped to the top of the Tianfeng, sitting cross-legged with his five hearts pointing toward the sky.

A ball of seven-colored flames appeared, jumping lightly.

"Seven Colors Strange Fire?"

Xiao Xuan said calmly, his expression slightly changed.

He noticed that in addition to the seven-color Strange Fire, there was an extra scale on his palm.

"Did you give this to me?"

At this moment, the seven-color Strange Fire made a squeaking sound while beating.

"Hehe...you are good, you have a future!"

Xiao Xuan probably understood its meaning and nodded.

"You should stay with me from now on!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he said again.

Hearing this, Qise Strange Fire seemed very happy.

It jumped on Xiao Xuan's body for a while, and then disappeared into Xiao Xuan's arm.

The next moment, a seven-color flame mark appeared on his wrist.

Now that he had the seven-color Strange Fire, Xiao Xuan was not in a hurry to practice the Nine-wheel Fierce Sun Burning Heaven Fist, and took a closer look at the scale armor in his hand.

This scale armor must have been brought out from the ancient ruins by the seven-color Strange Fire, but what exactly is it?

"System Master, can you help me scan it?"

[Ding! This system is a Divine Level blind box system and does not support the scanning function. ” ]

Xiao Xuan smiled awkwardly.

The next moment, he raised his eyebrows.

"How about... I'll try to shed blood to see if it works.

Then several drops of essence and blood fell on the scales.

Xiao Xuan watched the essence and blood being swallowed up, and his heart was full of expectations.

But half the incense time passed, and there was no response from the scales.

Xiao Xuan thought it was because there was not enough essence and blood, so he added a few more drops midway.

But there was still no reaction at all.

"It seems this method won't work...!"

In desperation, he had no choice but to put the scale armor into the system and study it again when he had time.

next moment.

He closed his eyes and concentrated, the blazing sun shining on him from the top of the mountain.

The divine radiance condensed into a blazing sun and appeared behind his head...

............

Ten days later, on the Shendu Peak.

Xiao Xuan slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were extremely deep.

"It's finally done."

At this moment, the aura around him became stronger and stronger.

All thanks to the seven-color Strange Fire.

If it hadn't been perfectly fused with the essence of the Lieyang, the Nine-Yang Burning World Fist wouldn't have been accomplished so quickly.

Xiao Xuan slowly rose up, gathered his breath and came to the edge of Shendu Peak to look down.

Looking at this magnificent scenery, he suddenly felt as if he could see all the small mountains at once.

At this moment, Xiao Xuan is thinking that the seven-color Strange Fire has been obtained, and it is time to return to the Sword Pavilion.

Although he was a little reluctant, his reason finally told him that he must return to Sword Pavilion.

What he needs to do now is to quickly improve his cultivation strength.

Thinking of this, his figure floated down from the top of the mountain.

The Immortal Slaying Sword appeared at his feet, and his figure disappeared into the vast sky in the blink of an eye.

........

At this moment, hundreds of thousands of miles away in the Demonic Abyss.

Demonic aura filled the air, and the entire mountain range shrouded in black mist looked like a dormant dragon.

A Daoist shadow emerged and appeared outside the Demonic Abyss.

A sinister smile appeared on his face.

"Well... the seal has finally been loosened, and Demon Race will be back in the world in a few months!"

The next moment.

The Daoist shadow disappeared in place and entered the strong demonic aura.

"Heavenly Desolate God comes to Zhao Qingcang and asks the Demon Lord to show up."

In front of the Demon Lord's Cave, a figure appeared again, speaking in an extremely powerful voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, a shadow appeared in the demonic aura.

Although it was just a phantom, the pressure surging around him made Zhao Qingcang's expression slightly change.

"Zhao Qingcang, Tianhuang Shenchao, did your ancestor Zhao Potian send you here?"

The Demon Lord said in a deep voice.

"Ancestor Potian has fallen."

Zhao Qingcang said calmly, a token appeared in his hand and said: "The Demon Lord should know this token."

The Demon Lord looked at the token in Zhao Qingcang's hand, his expression changed drastically, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.

"It's so ironic that you are actually his... I think back on what a monster your ancestor Zhao Potian was back then..."

"I never thought that his descendants would become other people's slaves."

"He who knows the current affairs is a wise man. I am not here to listen to the devil's sarcasm. Let's talk about business now!"

Zhao Qingcang said expressionlessly.

"In three months, Demon Race, you will be able to leave the dark Demon Abyss. By then, there will be something you need to cooperate with the Demon Lord."

As soon as he finished speaking, he said again.

The Demon Lord said: "Huh! Did he send you here?"

Zhao Qingcang said: "Yes, as long as Demon Lord cooperates with me, after completing the mission, Demon Race will return to his homeland soon."

"But, what do you need me to do Demon Race?"

After pondering for a moment, the Demon Lord said expressionlessly.