Soul Emperor Martial God

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Even if Xiao Yi used the divine fire veins and possessed that monstrous combat power, the divine fire giant condensed was only a thousand feet high.

Now, it is conceivable that the 30,000 zhang flame giant, the main hall master of Yandian, has a punch.

Compared with the flame giant, even the Medicine Sovereign Palace in the depths of the Huo Clan has become nothing but a small thing.

With a punch, the outer barrier of Yaojun Palace collapsed instantly.

The flame's remaining prestige even spread from above the Yaojun Palace, sweeping the entire Huo Clan deep.

The land of the Huo clan, the molten lava on the quartet melting river, also raged at the same time.

This punch was earth-shattering.

The teams are all discolored.

"Where's the roar, shaking the entire Huo Clan?" Sect Master Liuhe frowned.

Sect Master Jin Huo said in shock, "It's the breath of the divine fire vein."

"Instantly stirring up countless flames in the sky above the Huo Clan, and even causing the melting river to run away in all directions, this is definitely the pinnacle god's fire pulse."

"It's the main hall master of Yandian who is making the shot."

The Dongfang Patriarch squinted his eyes, "The flame control ability given by the God Fire Vein is several points stronger than the Fire Blood Vessel."

"In this underground molten world, it is not so much the world of the Huo Clan, but rather the site of the main hall of the Yandian."

"In terms of strength, I am afraid that Lord Huo is one or two points inferior to the main hall of Yandian."

Such a roar can even be felt by the powerful people far away by the melting river.

Then the Huo tribe people who were in the depths of the clan land suddenly violently violently, one by one the Huo tribe experts leaped out quickly.

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Over the Yaojun Palace.

As soon as the main hall of Yandian blasted through the barrier outside the hall, Senior Luo had already embraced Xiao Yi and instantly fell into Yaojun Hall.

"Yaojun." The Master Fengcha shouted loudly, and the voice spread quickly, echoing in the Yaojun Palace.

However, there was no response and no one showed up.

Swish...wish...wish...wish...

Just at this moment, Lord Huo, a group of elders of the Huo Clan, arrived in an instant.

Mr. Huo's face was pale, "What do you mean by the chief palace masters breaking the barrier of the palace of the medicine and making such a movement?"

The head of the Yandian Temple hurriedly said, "Mr. Huo, don't get angry first, I am waiting to save people, and there is no malice."

Hearing this, Lord Huo looked a little better, and looked at Xiao Yi who was holding Senior Luo, "Hall Master Xiao Yi?"

The Yandian and the Huo Clan have always had a good relationship with each other.

Therefore, even if the Yaojun Palace was bombarded, Huojun came, but his face was ugly, and he was not too aggressive.

The main hall master of Yandian explained something, and Lord Huo also calmed his face, only showing doubts.

However, after this doubt, his brows were frowned.

Mr. Huo frowned and looked at the crowd, "Mr. Yao has clearly stated that he will not cure Hall Master Xiao Yi, so please come back."

The head of the Yandian Temple said anxiously, "Now that the old man Yao is not there, saving people is like fighting a fire, and it is good for Yao Jun to come out to stabilize Xiao Yi's injury."

Senior Luo had been silent, his indifferent eyes only kept scanning the Yaojun Palace.

"The law of escape from the sky? Avoid it?"

"Heavenly secret, force him out."

"Okay." The Lord of the Heavenly Secret Hall quickly responded, ignoring the surrounding Huo Clan people, and patted it with a palm.

With one palm, it seems to contain the power of ten thousand seats.

Huo Jun's face was blue again, and even his face was not good, "Master Hall Masters, do you have to be tough?"

"The elders listen to the order." Huo Jun already shouted violently.

Yaojun has a lofty position in the Huo Clan.

On weekdays, it is difficult for ordinary Huo tribe members to meet.

Now, how can it be possible for outsiders to forcibly interrupt or even force them to see.

A group of fire elders exploded with a bad expression.

The main hall of the wind brake has a cold face, "Holy Lord, those **** of the eight sects come to your Huo Clan, and those who come in your mouth are guests. You have the responsibility to protect them thoroughly."

"Is your Fire Race an enemy when I come to the Eighth Hall?"

"Little Xiao Yi is now seriously injured and unconscious, and he is in danger. Can't you let the Fire Race help me a little bit?"

"Little Xiao Yi has three strengths and two shortcomings, but the responsibility is yours?"

The main hall of Yandian already looked furious, "Huojun, the hope of my eight halls is now in your Huo Clan, you don’t help, don’t save."

"In the future, but your Huo people are in danger when walking on the mainland, can I ignore them?"

"Your Huo Clan Tianjiao, including Yan Yi, will my Eight Palaces also ignore it if the water is deep and hot in the future?"

"Of course, if Mr. Huo thinks that Yanyi's ninth-level monarch can guarantee that he will be invincible for thousands of years in the future, and will never be in danger of death, then I will assume that Yanzhen has never said this."

Yan Zhen is the name of the head of the Yan Palace.

This is the first time that the head of the Yandian Hall has revealed his own name.

"Hallmaster, you..." Huo Jun's face changed drastically.

A group of fire elders stagnated.

At the front of the main hall of Yaojun Palace, a figure suddenly appeared.

It was an old man, and the old man moved his palm lightly.

The power of the Array Dao that had erupted from the palm of the Master Palace of Heavenly Secrets instantly disintegrated.

The solemn atmosphere in the air, because of the old man's light and fluttering hand, resolves silently and without any waves.

The old man withdrew his hand and said solemnly, "The main hall of the Yandian has made a serious statement."

"My Huo Clan, Yan Temple, and Eight Temples have had a deep friendship for thousands of years, so how can they not want to help."

The old man is Yaojun.

"Yaojun." Huojun arched his hands, it was a gift for the younger generation.

In terms of status, the two monarchs in the Huo Clan are equal.

"Yaojun." The elders of the Huo Clan bowed to salute.

"Go away." Yaojun gently shook his old palm.

Huo Jun frowned, "Yao Jun alone..."

Mr. Yao chuckled, "This is the old man Yaojun's palace, and it is also in the land of the Huo Clan. Are you afraid that there will be any accidents?"

"Furthermore, all of the Chief Hall Masters are all friends of our Fire Race, so don't be afraid of them."

Lord Huo glanced at Lord Yao, then at the general hall masters, and then nodded, with a majestic expression leading the elders away.

He is extremely confident of Yaojun's strength.

"Mr. Yao doesn't save people?" The Lord of Heaven's Secret Hall exclaimed anxiously.

Jun Yao nodded, "The old man still said that, and the old man will not treat those strange injuries."

"But the life of Palace Master Xiao Yi, the old man will temporarily save him."

With that said, Master Yao will walk down from the chief of the hall.

Just at this time.

The Xiao Yi that Senior Luo was holding suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

"Huh?" Senior Luo narrowed his eyes.

Everyone was also surprised.

Xiao Yi's figure has stood proudly, holding Zidian in his hand.

That figure stood proudly like this.

But everyone was even more horrified to discover that this figure stood like this, but was in a state of battle almost instantly; holding a sword like this, seemingly normal, but it was completely tightly guarded for an instant. Sword posture.

Jun Yao squinted his eyes, "What a terrible mental and physical instinct."

"Boy." Senior Luo shouted in a low voice.

"Boy." The head of the Heavenly Mystery Palace was worried, "Are you okay?"

"Young Master." Yiyi exclaimed.

Xiao Yi's face was cold at this moment.

An injury almost crushed his mutilated body.

I am in severe pain, if I change someone else, I'm afraid it will no longer be able to support it.

But Xiao Yi, as if there was nothing to do, had sharp eyes and a cold expression on his face.

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