Chapter 312 Taking Your Inheritance Is Giving You Face

In the sea of ​​fire, Heng Yuan summoned his three clones and asked them to stand in front of him.

In a critical moment, the clones can even die in place of the original body.

"Puff——"

The power of the Buddha's wrath lotus was too strong, and one of Heng Yuan's clones was killed and turned into a bloody mist.

Heng Yuan's original body also suffered a backlash and spit out a mouthful of blood.

At this time, how could he still be as majestic as before?

His hair was disheveled, his clothes were tattered, and blood was flowing from his wounds. He was quite embarrassed.

"Xiao Huo, you really deserve to die!!"

Seeing one of his clones being annihilated, Heng Yuan felt very painful in his heart.

The two guardians and the elders were not so lucky.

Some of them lost two clones, some lost all three clones, and some died directly.

The Buddha's wrath lotus is really a world-destroying killing weapon! !

After an unknown period of time, the power of the Buddha's wrath lotus gradually dissipated.

The area of ​​tens of thousands of miles was turned into a charred black.

"We, are we still alive?"

"What a horrible method, I never want to experience it again in my life!!"

"Woo woo woo, all three of my clones died, it hurts, it hurts so much!"

"Xiao Huo should be dead, right?"

"The power of the fire lotus is so terrifying, how could Xiao Huo still be alive with his cultivation?"

"But if Xiao Huo is dead, the strange fire should have left his body? Why didn't I feel the breath of the strange fire?"

Everyone looked at him in confusion.

Heng Yuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face gloomy, and he was also sensing the breath of the strange fire.

"You silly child, your master asked you to come out and train, not to fight for your life."

Suddenly, a melodious voice came into everyone's ears.

I saw a white-clothed immortal king floating down from the sky, holding a bloody figure in his arms.

The white-clothed immortal king was very handsome, especially his pair of phoenix eyes, which could simply fascinate thousands of girls.

It is not an exaggeration to call it the dream of 900 million girls.

But the strange thing is that there is no aura of cultivation in the body of the White-clothed Immortal Lord?

If he hadn't fallen from the sky, everyone would have thought he was a mortal.

"Xiao Huo?!"

Heng Yuan's eyes moved away from the White-clothed Immortal Lord, and then he noticed Xiao Huo who was held in his arms.

Although Xiao Huo was bleeding, his body was not broken.

The person who came was Ye Qingyun.

He looked at his disciple distressed.

Xiao Huo could be said to be very amazing to be able to seriously injure the Immortal Saint Realm with the cultivation of the Half-step Immortal Realm.

Ye Qingyun took out an immortal-level pill and put it into Xiao Huo's mouth.

The pure medicinal power flowed in Xiao Huo's body, like a magical medicine that could bring the dead back to life. Those broken internal organs were miraculously healed?

Not only did the injuries heal, but even the breath was recovering rapidly! !

"Huh?!"

"That was... an immortal-level pill just now??"

Heng Yuan took a breath of cold air.

Who is this person?

He actually took out an immortal-level pill casually? ?

Heng Yuan and others just watched quietly, no one dared to make a move.

Because the strength of this white-robed immortal was unfathomable, they felt very afraid.

So much so that they didn't even dare to breathe.

"Where am I?"

Xiao Huo felt the pain in his body was easing.

And a strong vitality burst out.

When he opened his heavy eyelids, he found that it was the handsome face of his master?

"Am I dead? Came to heaven?"

"No, Master is not dead yet, then how did I see Master in heaven..."

Xiao Huo shook his head and opened his eyes again, and found that Master was still looking at him silently, with a kind smile on his lips.

"Disciple, for more than four years, even your master doesn't recognize you?"

Ye Qingyun asked with a smile.

"Gurgle!"

"Master, is it really... really you?!"

Xiao Huo asked excitedly.

His eyes were red, and two lines of tears slid down.

I thought he would die today.

But I didn't expect that Master would come to save him!

"Silly child, why are you crying?"

Ye Qingyun shook his head, and then wiped Xiao Huo's tears with his own hands.

"Master..."

Xiao Huo was even more moved, and couldn't stop crying.

"Don't say corny words, come down quickly when you're okay!"

Ye Qingyun let go of his hand directly. Although Xiao Huo's injuries were not completely recovered, he was almost healed, and he stabilized his body with a turn.

"Next, watch quietly."

"Master wants to vent your anger for you."

The smile on Ye Qingyun's face disappeared, and he looked at Heng Yuan and others expressionlessly.

"Gurgle!"

Everyone swallowed their saliva and began to breathe fast.

Although this person had no cultivation aura, he gave them the feeling of a god of death.

"Sir, are you Xiao Huo's master?"

Heng Yuan exhaled and asked bravely.

Ye Qingyun just stared at Heng Yuan and didn't answer.

"You should know that it was Xiao Huo who first took away the inheritance of my Red Flame Palace. We are only chasing him to get back the inheritance that belongs to us."

"I hope you can distinguish right from wrong and don't be an enemy of my Red Flame Palace!"

When talking about the four words "Red Flame Palace", Heng Yuan deliberately emphasized his tone.

In order to shock Ye Qingyun.

After all, the Red Flame Palace is a super power, and everyone in the fairy world knows about it.

"My disciples took your inheritance, which means I respect you."

"But you are hunting down my disciples, so you deserve to die!"

Ye Qingyun's face gradually turned cold.

The space nearby began to twist, and the air stopped flowing.

The strong sense of oppression came, making Hengyuan and others very afraid.

"This person is probably a big terror!"

"Everyone, get ready. As long as you delay for a while, the ancestor will come!"

Hengyuan sent a voice message to everyone.

"Bang Ka--"

Suddenly, the space where Hengyuan and others were located was directly cut?

The invisible spiritual power enveloped them!

"Swish!!"

"Puff puff puff..."

Three or four elders were directly beheaded, blood sprayed, and they didn't even make the last scream! !

And even their souls were suppressed! !

"Lian, alchemist?!"

"This spiritual power...at least the god level!!"

"Is the senior from Miaodan Pavilion?!"

"Misunderstanding, this is all misunderstanding!"

Hengyuan led everyone to retreat quickly, and condensed a powerful force to form a defense, firmly blocking in front of him.

The alchemist can kill people invisibly by activating his mental power.

They may not know how they died until they die!

Ye Qingyun remained silent.

He just walked towards Heng Yuan and others.

The sound of footsteps resounded in everyone's ears, like the sound of taking life.

"Misunderstanding?"

"If I had come a step later, Xiao Huo would have been killed by you!"

"You told me that this was a misunderstanding?"

"Then if I kill you now, can it also be called a misunderstanding?"

Ye Qingyun's eyes turned cold.

The aura of the Immortal Realm cultivation burst out, and the power was not inferior to Heng Yuan at all.

And with the assistance of the immortal-level mental power, it can be said that he is omniscient and omnipotent, just like a cheat!