"Wind-fire barrier, get up!"

At the critical moment, the leader of the Seventh Layer Pinnacle Youth of the Void Breaking Realm pinched the tactics with both hands, and the wind and fire rose out of thin air to form a barrier to protect them all.

Boom boom boom!

Those dozens of Emperor Grade Violent Pills were all exploded and bombarded on the shield, but it was dented and not broken.

"As expected to be a big brother, too strong!"

"Brother, I'm relying on you today."

"Big brother, I must marry my sister to you."

This group of people complimented.

The young man at the head, known as the "big brother", was not at all happy, because the mysterious young man had gone away.

"Stop flattering, everyone ran away!"

The headed young man looked depressed.

Being played as a monkey by a teenager who did not reach the Triple Void Realm, if this incident were to be passed back to the prefecture, their faces would be lost.

This place, we must find it back!

"Catch up!"

The leader of the youth imposed a wind and fire barrier on everyone, spread out, and searched around.

Miles away.

On a winding mountain road.

Wang Pingan laughed wickedly while running wildly.

"Hey, it won't kill you guys!"

He speeded up and ran, accidentally tripped over the vines on the road, fell into the gorge beside the mountain road, and fell into a mountain stream below the gorge.

"Ouch!"

Wang Pingan hurriedly climbed to the shore and happened to discover that a cave appeared on the rock wall on the shore, with a line of text written at the entrance of the cave, but because of the fog, he could not see clearly.

"My chance is here?"

Wang Pingan's eyes widened.

When he was on the Chinese mainland, he often heard from his former elders that there might be opportunities to hide in all parts of the world. Especially in the case of falling off a cliff, it is easy to find the chance.

So Wang Ping'an ran over with joy, soared into the air, and came to the cave.

"The Tomb of the Old Fire!"

Looking at the words written on the tombstone, Wang Ping'an found five stars appearing underneath, and his eyes were shocked.

"It turned out to be the king's five-star combat power!"

"Developed, I will be developed!"

Wang Pingan was overjoyed.

The Fire Spirit Eucharist he possessed is suitable for alchemy, not suitable for combat. Even if he perfectly develops the potential of this physique, he can only reach the battle power of the king's three-star.

But now it's different.

He unexpectedly discovered the tomb of the old fire!

Although I don't know who Huo Lao is, this person's combat power has reached the five-star king, if he can learn all his skills, he can become the enchanting five-star king of the same rank.

Thinking of this, Wang Ping'an couldn't help laughing three times.

Soon, he entered the tomb.

In the depths of the cave, Wang Pingan found a sarcophagus on which sat an old man with Erlang's legs upright. His body was burning with flames, but the temperature in the cave was so low that it almost froze.

"My God, scam the corpse!"

Wang Ping'an was so scared that he sat on the ground.

"Ah, someone is coming!"

The old man with his head full of flames exuding his eyes lit up, and he quickly appeared in front of Wang Ping An, "It turned out to be the Holy Physique of the Fire Spirit! God helps me, you, quickly kneel down and worship me as a teacher!"

Hearing this, Wang Pingan's teeth trembled.

"It turns out, Senior, you are the old man! But it shocked me." He wiped his cold sweat.

"Boy, worship me as a teacher!" Huo Lao stood on the sarcophagus, holding his arms, highlighting his height.

However, Wang Ping'an found that Huo Laojing was only five feet tall, so he was taller than him when he stood on the sarcophagus. If he stood on the ground, Huo Lao might be as high as his shoulders.

"Senior, my apprentices are very unlucky, are you willing?" Wang Ping'an asked kindly.

Huo Lao immediately became happy: "A joke! Isn't it a curse of physique? I am gone, so I am afraid of this?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Ping'an was taken aback.

Yes!

Huo died a long time ago, leaving only the heroic spirits, not afraid of his cursed physique at all.

"Huo Lao, can you introduce yourself first, so that I can think about it, if you are more watery, I would not dare to worship you as a teacher." Wang Ping'an shrank his neck.

"You brat!"

Huo Lao was very angry by Wang Ping'an.

However, he could also understand Wang Ping'an's psychology. With his hands on his back, the flames on his body became more and more hot, and he said loudly:

"You kid can listen well."

"My name is Yan Yushu, I come from the prefecture, and I am the first and last suzerain of the Fire Spirit Saint Sect. The cultivation base during his lifetime was the pinnacle of the Heavenly Sage Realm and the five-star battle power king."

"How about it, are you scared?"

"Since I'm afraid, why don't you kneel down and call Master?"

Speaking of this, Huo Lao Xian Sui Wang is safe.

"The king's five-star combat power!" Wang Ping'an took a breath.

However, he did not immediately approve of the teacher, but took out the copy scroll of the power **** list and turned it over for a while, but he did not find the name of Huo Lao.

"Huo Lao, you lied to me!" Wang Ping'an pouted.

"Bold!" Huo Lao glared his eyes, "The power **** list is only a small area. The old man doesn't bother to be on the list, so I won't be on the ranking. If I bombard the power **** monument, at least the top 250."

"Then...when did you die?" Wang Ping'an asked again, his face full of curiosity.

"I count... about 100,000 years ago! At that time, the old man was one of the legends of the prefecture and created the Fire Spirit Saint Sect. However, he closed down due to poor management, alas!"

Huo Lao sat on the sarcophagus, looking helpless.

"Puff!" Wang Ping'an almost spurted blood.

Zongmen closed down?

What a joke!

"Don't laugh. When the old man was still the Sect Master of the Fire Spirit Saint Sect, in order to cultivate the strongest fire spirit, he used all the sect's things to burn, so he went bankrupt."

Speaking of this, Huo Lao looked helpless, "Not long after, the Fire Spirit Saint Sect disbanded."

"This..." Wang Ping'an was speechless.

The person who can shut down the sect business is also an individual talent.

"Huo Lao, what is Xeon Fire Spirit?" Wang Ping'an asked again.

"Are you the Fire Spirit Saint Body?" Huo Lao asked.

"Yes." Wang Ping'an nodded.

Old Huo smiled and said: "If you can fully realize your potential, it is probably the level of the king's three-star combat power, and the main role is to refine alchemy, not suitable for combat."

Wang Pingan nodded repeatedly: "Yes."

Huo Lao continued: "This is not the end of the Fire Spirit Eucharist, I have discovered a way to sublimate it to the utmost!"

Wang Pingan's breathing was stagnant: "What is the solution?"

Huo Lao: "You first worship me as a teacher."

Wang Ping'an suddenly shrugged his face.

It seems that there is no way to want to have sex.

After thinking about it, Wang Ping'an could only kneel on the ground, worship the old heroic spirit three times and nine knocks, and solemnly said: Practitioner King Ping'an, see Master!

In the next moment, the fire-old heroic aura was immediately cut by a tenth by the power of the invisible law.

"Oh!"

Huo was so startled that he jumped up, "You guy's cursed physique is really terrible! It's just a teacher that even the power of the old man's heroic spirit has been cut so much."

Huo Lao quickly moved a little distance back, not daring to get too close to Wang Ping'an.

"Master..."

"Don't call me master!"

"Old Huo, UU reading www.uukanshu.com didn't you just let me worship you as a teacher?"

"That was just now, now, the old man kicked you out of the teacher's door! Do you understand?" Huo Lao looked serious.

"Then how can I learn from you the practice of the ultimate sublimation of the Fire Spirit Eucharist?" Wang Ping'an frowned.

Old Huo waved his hand: "No matter, because you are the Holy Physique of the Fire Spirit, the old man will teach you for free."

Wang Ping'an's eyes lit up.

"Old Huo, you are such a good person! If you are still alive, I will definitely wish you good health and good health..."

"Don't don't! You can shut up!"

Huo Lao quickly interrupted Wang Ping's poisonous milk, "You are a curse of physique, all the good things you say become a curse, don't praise me, praise me again for beating you!"

"Okay! I'll leave it alone." Wang Ping'an was scared and shrank his neck.