All the nine powerful men have refined countless Taoist meanings. This is external force. With the help of this external force, they can exert destructive power far beyond their own realm.

Xichan's power of the sun fire at this moment is simply incomparable to when she fought with Xia Qingyuan.

The space Ye Futian was in was like a real sun fireball. A wisp of destructive flames were killed at him. His body turned into a furnace and drowned his body in the flames. When the Daoist intention came, it was swallowed and refined by the furnace and did not let it touch his body.

The sun seemed to explode, and the destructive power drowns the void and wants to bury Ye Futian inside.

Ye Futian's body was surrounded by ancient characters, and the Gantongqi was released to the extreme. Many Taoist meanings were integrated into fire. The body turned into a furnace and a furnace, and the Great Dao furnace was flooded. Xichan's sun fire came and buried him in it. People outside could hardly see Ye Futian's body, only flames.

The hot storm swept across the world, but the people around them stood there steadily, and there were no weak people present.

The terrifying storm gradually faded. Xichan stared ahead, and the Dao Fukuo was still there. Ye Futian's body was faintly visible in it, which made Xichan's face look a little embarrassed. Many of her Taoist intentions that invaded Ye Futian not only did not hurt him, but were instead refined by the other party.

Everyone around also looked at Ye Futian, and his heart was a little turbulent. The terrifying furnace and cauldron surrounded Ye Futian's body, refining the power of heaven and earth, and all kinds of Taoist methods must be used by themselves.

This method must be very powerful.

No wonder he was able to get here. It seems that his practice method can be used in flames, and it is also very powerful in refining flames.

A strange color flashed in the eyes of the strong Wu family. It seemed that the person Zhu asked them to choose might be underestimated.

Even if it's just on the flames, he's very strong.

Xichan transformed into the Nine Yang Holy Body, and the Nine Yang merged into her body, like a sun goddess, bathing in the divine fire. Her body rushed out and ran towards Ye Futian. The spell could not shake Ye Futian, so she could only attack hard.

When he was running wildly, Xichan gathered momentum and raised his hand to blast it out. A series of sun fist lights broke through the void, like a huge fireball, slamming towards Ye Futian's body, containing terrible explosive power and destructive power.

"Boom!" The sun furnace on Ye Futian's body was shaking constantly. A giant sword appeared in front of him, in the shape of Kasyapa, but was forged by the fire of the Great Dao. It was a sacred sword of flame.

Bang.

With a loud bang, Ye Futian's body rose into the air, slashed out the sword, splitting the Sun Fist, and cutting it off. The sword of the Great Dao was boundless and gorgeous, slashing down from the sky, breaking through the void, and stabbing Xichan's body.

Xichan's arm was raised directly, Nine Yang protected her body, raised her hand and banged it out, and it collided with the sword.

The violent sword killed her and teared her apart, stabbing her fist intent, stabbing Xichan's arm. The terrible flames swept down in an instant, submerging her in it, as if she wanted to refine her.

A muffled groan came out, and Xichan felt that her body was also eroded by flames. A trace of blood appeared on the corner of her mouth. Her body retreated, but Ye Futian did not guard it. The sword continued to kill, and the flames devoured it. Xichan's face was pale, and her delicate body fell directly to the ground, spitting out blood continuously.

Ye Futian flashed and came to her. Xichan stared at him and said, "I'm defeated."

Ye Futian ignored the other party, and the fire of the Great Dao rushed over directly. Xi Chan's eyes were cold and she stared at Ye Futian tightly.

But seeing the decisiveness in Ye Futian's pupils, she finally sighed, gave up all the Taoist fire, headed towards Ye Futian's body, and let the other party plunder it.

Soon, the divine fire on Xichan's body disappeared, as if it had returned to peace.

"And." Ye Futian continued to speak without intending to let go.

"You..." Xichan looked extremely embarrassed and stared at him tightly. Ye Futian ignored her gaze.

In the past, when he got the Human Emperor Dao Fire in Jianmu City, Xi Chan did not be polite to him and took action directly.

Since he does not pay attention to rules and only focuses on strength, he will naturally not be polite to the other party.

Seeing Ye Futian's indifference, Xichan's beautiful face covered with frost, and finally handed over the Taoist fire. Ye Futian accepted it, and then let her go.

After Xi Chan was defeated, the sunlight falling on her body became dimmed, and even the aura of the strong man in the castle connected to her weakened, no longer as strong as before, and seemed extremely magical.

It seemed as if the entire array was missing one piece, and this piece was dim and dull.

Ye Futian's body was a little brighter, and the figure on the castle connected to the Wu family's powerful men became a little brighter.

The Zhuque clan of the nine major tribes has withdrawn from this ancestral dispute.

When Xichan walked back, she showed a look of apology. The Zhuque tribe didn't say much, but just sighed in her heart that the descendants of Xi on the ancient tree of Jianmu still seemed to be not strong enough.

Ye Futian returned to his original place, sat cross-legged, and continued to refine the plundered Taoist meaning.

However, it takes time to refine these Taoist meanings. Even though the Taoist fire that he has refined and used directly is already extremely strong, it is not possible to refine other Taoist meanings into it day and night.

The strong man from Zhu looked at Ye Futian. Ye Futian's strength was stronger than he had imagined. Later, he might be able to use him to deal with Duan Wuji and the disciples of Jiuyou Saint Lord first. With their sharp eyes, it is natural to see that these two people are more difficult to deal with.

At this time, Duan Wuji, the prince of the Eastern Imperial Palace, walked out step by step and walked to the center of the crowd. Many people felt nervous. This prince was the son of the Human Emperor of the Red Dragon Realm. He ruled the eastern part of the Red Dragon Realm. The Taoist fire he refined was extremely powerful and was called the God-Devouring Dao Fire.

When Duan Wuji walked out, his eyes fell on the strong man in Yanyu City who was cooperating with the Beili tribe. The strong man in Yanyu City frowned slightly. Although he didn't want to face Duan Wuji, he still had to step out at this time, and each step caused the void to shake.

The meaning of the surging flames swept out, and the fire of hell was burning. A terrifying flame war god appeared behind the powerful man in Yanyu City. His body merged into it, his body became larger, and he also transformed into a flame war saint.

Duan Wuji looked at his tall figure and entered the scene with his expression. The green flames around his body were burning, flowing around his body, as if a devouring storm was forming, swallowing the flame airflow between the surrounding heaven and earth into his body.

"Bang." The flame god of war stepped forward, and a terrifying aura swept out. Duan Wuji stood there motionless. His body was suspended in the air, his hands stretched out, and suddenly in the center of his palms, the green flame vortex turned into a terrifying storm, becoming bigger and bigger.

In a blink of an eye, a green vortex appeared above Duan Wuji's head, and it was still madly devouring the aura of flames between heaven and earth, growing and becoming bigger.

This terrifying vortex directly enveloped the body of the God of War. The powerful man in Yanyu City blasted out his palms forward. In an instant, flames like magma shot out wildly, turning into terrifying flame light, trying to melt the vortex in front of him.

But the vortex directly swallowed the magma fire into it, and endless green light shot down, descending on the huge body of the flame God of War, bit by bit eroding the flames on the other person's body, turning it into a green green hull, just like the fire of a demon.

Even the strong man in Yanyu City only felt that his soul was about to be caught in the terrible devouring fire. His face looked extremely ugly. Was he so powerless?

The opponent's Taoist fire directly crushed his Taoist fire.

The flames were swallowed wildly, and the body of the flame god of war continued to shrink. Soon, a figure burst out and all the Taoist fires were swallowed up. The terrifying vortex returned directly to Duan Wuji's body, and then surrounded his body and poured into his body bit by bit.

"Thank you." Duan Wuji said, then walked back. Like Ye Futian, the light on his body was even more dazzling, while the light on the Beili tribe and the powerful man in Yanyu City dimmed.

The people around were quite frightened because they were refining Taoist fire to improve their strength. This battle was actually a battle of flames, and it depends on who refined the flames to be more powerful in their own attacks.

As the prince of the Eastern Imperial Palace, Duan Wuji has the advantage of crushing against the powerful people in Yanyu City.

The disciples of the Saint Lord of Jiuzhou walked out and challenged the powerful Chixiao City who joined forces with the Shang tribe. Another big battle was made. The Pang family of Chixiao City, a descendant of the Human Queen, was defeated by the disciples of the Saint Lord of Jiuyou.

This disciple of the Nine Nether Saint Lord is good at the black lotus karma fire. His destructive power is extremely terrifying and can burn people's souls. He refines all the plundered Taoist fire into the black lotus karma fire, causing its black karma fire to burst out with unparalleled destructive power and defeat his opponent.

After three battles, only three people did not go out. Yin Tianjiao took the initiative to go out and challenge the disciples of Chiming Saint Lord of the Southern Realm. Both of them were extremely powerful and had a strong collision.

But in the end, Yin Tianjiao was even better and defeated the disciples of Chiming Saint Lord.

Above the Sun Castle, the place covered by the sunlight, the glory of the four powerful tribes is dim. This time, the opportunity in the ancestral land passed by them again.

Eight of the nine powerful people participated in the battle, but Chang Huai had not fought yet. He frowned and glanced at the four powerful people.

Duan Wuji, Yin Tianjiao, disciple of Jiuyou Saint Lord, and Ye Futian.

There is no character that is easy to mess with, and no one is sure to win.

Even the chance of failure is greater.

But at this time he had to walk out, glanced at Ye Futian, who was sitting cross-legged and busy refining Taoist fire. Chang Huai said, "There were some misunderstandings in Jianmu City in the past. I didn't expect that City Lord Ye was so good at the Way of Fire. Today I will learn about it."

Ye Futian, who was practicing, opened his eyes and glanced at Chang Huai who was looking at him. A roar came out, and his body directly turned into a terrifying Avenue furnace. With a loud bang, Ye Futian's body disappeared directly at the moment of standing up. His body was extremely violent, like a sun furnace, appearing directly in front of Chang Huai. He raised his fist and rushed out, and violent waves swept out and slapped on Chang Huai's body.

His face changed, and his body wanted to retreat. A powerful spatial Taoist imprisoned his body, making him feel difficult to move. Even though the flame technique was powerful, it was still impossible not to be affected by other abilities.

Chang Huai could only raise his hand to attack, and the flames burned the sky.
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