East-side jungle.

The light of the hexagonal star array bloomed to the extreme, with bright rays of rays and the six figures all activated their skills to the maximum and poured into the altar in the center.

The black light rolled in the altar, making a strange howling sound. A burst of mysterious aura continued to spread out from the altar, as if it was echoing something in the dark. Suddenly, a blue light came from afar, cutting through the night sky, as fast as lightning, and rushed directly into the altar.

Bang!

The black altar was blown to pieces under the green light.

All the six figures were shaken by the body, their blood tumbling, and bleeding from the corners of their mouths.

An ancient green lamp appeared on the ground, like a lotus blooming, ancient and mysterious, with strange patterns on the surface.

"I'm here to go!"

One of them hurriedly grabbed the green ancient lamp and shouted.

The group of people also stood up in a hurry and were about to leave.

The figures around him also received orders and hurriedly dispersed to the distance.

But at this moment, the man suddenly shook his body, stopped, his eyes widened, and he showed horror.

"What's wrong?"

The five people suddenly stopped and looked at him.

"The light``` wick is gone."

The man's voice trembled.

"What?"

"How is this possible?"

The five people changed their faces and hurriedly walked over and looked at the ancient green lamp.

After seeing it, they all sucked in the air.

Inside the green lamp, it was dark.

There was only a mysterious hole left in the original wick position.

"No, the wick is still in that seal, come over soon."

One of them suddenly reacted and shouted.

The soul-sustaining lamp has no wick, and there is no difference between it and scrap iron.

All functions must be maintained by wicks!

The six people were about to soar into the sky in a hurry.

Just then!

A sharp roar came, and the terrifying aura was vast. Two figures on the Heavenly List rushed over with an extremely terrifying aura.

At the same time, a long roar was also emitted from the north, with white light shining like a meteor falling from the sky, attacking the six people.

"You stop them, Wu Daoren and I go find the wick."

A figure shouted loudly.

Four people immediately soared into the sky and met the three people chasing them.

The remaining two people were hazy and rushed into the distant valley in an instant.

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The young man with a majestic weapon on his waist was dull and looked at the yellow cloth in his hands, and still couldn't react.

The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms actually landed in his hands?

Is he the main thing?

Even if I was calm and calm in the past, I couldn't help but tremble with my hands and was extremely excited.

The middle-aged man next to him was extremely shocked, suddenly reacted and said in a shock: "I understand, you are practicing the Zixia magical art, with a stern spirit, just like Zixia coming from the east, representing the most strong and righteous energy of heaven and earth. Only then are the sense of the magical arts and rushed in automatically."

call!

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of tourists from the world's eyes turned red and all rushed over instantly.

At the front was a figure wearing an evil ghost mask. He was so fast that he slapped him with a palm.

The middle-aged man shouted: "How dare you be arrogant!"

He stretched his body and met with his palm.

Bang!

After a meeting, the middle-aged man was shocked and blew his blood and flew backwards for more than ten meters.

Zhang Yuan only had less than 30% of his palm power, otherwise with the second-level success power he instilled in him by Ren Xingyun, he could directly blow up the middle-aged man with one move.

The middle-aged man was blown away, his body was as fast as light and shadow, and continued to rush towards the majestic young man, and slapped him with another palm.

Sorry, brother, I will borrow the Eighteen Palms of Dragon Subduing. I will take a look at it for two days first, and I will definitely return it to you in the future.

Seeing Zhang Yuan shake his companion with one palm, the young man's face changed, and he roared, his internal force reached its maximum, purple clouds filled the palm of his palm, and his breath was long and heavy, and he greeted Zhang Yuan with one palm.

Bang!

Another muffled sound, and the young man blew his blood and flew backwards on the spot.

The yellow cloth in his hand soared into the sky, and Zhang Yuan jumped and grabbed it in his hand.

Other tourists rushed towards him in a hurry.

"Let go of your magical power and spare you all the time!"

"It's him, he's Ouyang Feng, everyone beware of his palm power!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from the crowd.

A group of strong men from the Sun family in Jiangzuo also rushed over and recognized Zhang Yuan's mask and figure.

call!

As soon as the yellow cloth silk was obtained, a powerful sound of breaking through the air came from behind. It seemed that someone was using the skills of the air-slashing palm and slashing behind him.

Zhang Yuan's body rotated rapidly in the air and avoided it in an instant.

Boom!

A terrible layer of palm power passed by him and rushed into the dense forest in the distance, knocking down the trees.

Zhang Yuan landed on the ground with his feet, unwilling to get entangled, so he hurriedly used his speed and rushed towards the distance.

With the strength of the second-level Dacheng, the speed of the expansion was so fast that it was indescribable.

Although it cannot shrink like Ren Xingyun, it is much faster than before.

Whoosh!

A figure flashed and rushed into the depths of the dense forest.

Angry shout came from behind, and many strong men were exerting their strength and chasing Zhang Yuan.

The young man who had been before vomited blood, his face turned pale, and was almost paralyzed by a palm, his whole body trembled, and he could not exert any strength.

"Damn it, my Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms."

His eyes were red and he was almost crazy.

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Angry roar came from the ground, and waves of terrifying loud noises kept shaking. Suddenly, the surface of the ground exploded, and all the figures who had rushed down before rushed over quickly.

"Damn it, where are the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing?"

"The soul-suspending lamp was also called away. Who is planning?"

They yelled angrily, shaking the world.

Suddenly, two figures rushed towards the valley in the distance.

Ren Xingyun and others all had a sense of emotion, divine light shot out from their eyes, and they quickly looked over.

In an instant, I noticed the green ancient lamp in one of the people's hands.

"Soul-renewing lamp!"

A white figure beside him shouted loudly and rushed over first.

Then everyone rushed out, breathing soaring.

Zhang Yuan's heart was pounding and it was hard to contain it.

No matter what, I never expected that the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms were obtained so easily.

But a little guilt soon appeared in my heart.

Is it really good to grab such an open and honest snatch?
To be continued...