Chapter 244 Terrifying Fire

Seeing that Chen Yang was about to pounce on the coffin of the ancestor Yu Kun, Master Ling closed his eyes in despair. He was just a formation master, and his speed was never his specialty. Even if he wanted to stop Chen Yang, he would not be able to catch it.

Swish.

At this critical moment, a black shadow snatched Chen Yang's rushing to the coffin of the ancestor Yukun, blocking Chen Yang. He was no one else, but Li Wenjun. "Head of Chen, calm down. Perhaps, we are not at the end of our lives. Maybe we can find a way out after a few more days."

"Calm down." Chen **n didn't listen to the advice. He pointed at Li Wenjun and scolded, "Li Wenjun, get out of here. Today I have to whip the old bastard Yukun's body. If you don't want to get out of here, you will be my enemy, and I will never finish it."

Li Wenjun shook his head, his tone was extremely firm: "Don't let it go."

Chen Yang was already confused, and immediately pulled out his sword and stabbed Li Wenjun.

Li Wenjun was somewhat passive. His Yum Sword was destroyed a few days ago. He could not control the Sword of the Cloud Sword a few times. In desperation, he had to light up the Qiyun Sword and fight with Chen Yang.

Li Wenjun has never been a person who repays grievances with kindness. If others want to kill him, he usually kills him. However, this time he just entangled Chen Yang and did not mean to kill him. There are not many people left in them. One person survives more, so Chen Yang's cultivation level is also high among them. Others can die, but Chen Yang wants to live.

Shen Zijiao, Ling Feifu and others were already a little irritable and desperate. The fighting sounds of Li Wenjun and Chen Yang were like catalysts, making some of them even more irritable.

What Li Wenjun never expected happened happened. Several people rushed towards the coffin of the ancestor Yu Kun. Li Wenjun was entangled by Chen Yang and could not stop him.

"Master Ling, stop them quickly." Li Wenjun said anxiously.

No one responded to Li Wenjun. Perhaps in their opinion, they all died sooner or later. Instead of constantly enduring the torture before death, it would be better to die early and reborn early. Or perhaps they just wanted to see if there was any inheritance of the Yukun ancestor who had trapped them in the coffin before they died. Regardless of whether there was or not, at least they could die with their eyes closed.

Hurry...

The seemingly heavy lid of the coffin was easily pushed away with the concerted efforts of several cultivators who rushed up.

Li Wenjun sighed, jumped out of the circle, and stopped fighting with Chen Yang. He said indifferently: "Master Chen, if you want to see it, go and see it."

Ling Feifu, Shen Zijiao, Chen Yang and others all rushed over and surrounded the coffin. The next moment, dissatisfied roars rang one after another.

"Impossible, how could this be the case? Why is there nothing in the coffin?"

“We were cheated.”

"Which bastard is this a vicious plan set up by? I'll fuck you 18 generations of ancestors."

...

"No, there seems to be something there." At this moment, Ling Feifu's voice sounded.

The space inside the coffin is not small, almost half a house is big and very dark inside. However, if you look closely, you will find that in a corner, something seems to emit a faint light. The light is very light and weak. If you don’t look carefully, it is easy to ignore it.

"Let me do it." Shen Zijiao reached out and grabbed the glowing thing.

The thing seemed to have spirituality. Before Shen Zijiao could catch it, it suddenly floated up, flew out of the coffin, and flew above everyone's heads.

Only then did people see clearly what it was. It was a flame the size of a quail egg, without a wick, and it burned in the air. The fire was very weak and seemed to be extinguished at any time. However, no matter who saw it, it would involuntarily reveal a hint of fascination, as if something in the flame was attracting them.

"What is this?" The flame was not far from Chen Yang, almost above his head. Chen Yang accumulated magic power in his palm and reached out to grab the flame.

"Head Chen, be careful." Ling Feifu said hurriedly.

Ling Feifu's reminder was a little late. Chen Yang's hand had reached the flame, and he actually held the flame in his hand smoothly.

Chen Yang shrank his hand back, slowly spread his palm, looking at the flames that were blazing in his palm. "It's me..."

Before Chen Yang could finish his words, the flames suddenly moved and surrounded Chen Yang's body at a speed comparable to lightning.

ah……

Ling Feifu, Shen Zijiao and others let out terrified screams. Just under their noses, Chen Yang turned into ashes in the blink of an eye. Ashes fell to the ground, and a pile of ashes formed on the ground in an instant.

"Run quickly." At this time, even the slowest reaction knew that they had released a demon from the coffin. Everyone, including Li Wenjun, began to escape in all directions at the fastest speed.

The flame suddenly rose, and with a bang, countless smaller flames burst out, and a small flame shot towards a person. The small flame was extremely fast, faster than lightning, and almost instantly caught up with the cultivators who fled in all directions.

Shen Zijiao, Ling Feifu and others didn't even have time to scream, but they turned into ashes in an instant and disappeared completely from the world.

The little flame caught up with Li Wenjun at the same time. Seeing that the little flame was about to get onto Li Wenjun, Li Wenjun condensed the green light in his dantian together as quickly as possible. The next moment, the little flame pounced on Li Wenjun.

ah……

Li Wenjun screamed, and an unprecedented severe pain came to him.

The small flame fell on Li Wenjun's shoulders, and the green light and the small flame used this battlefield to start a fierce battle. Sometimes the small flame destroyed Li Wenjun's meridians, sometimes the green light repaired it, sometimes the small flame roasted Li Wenjun's shoulders, and sometimes the small flame restored it to its original state.

Li Wenjun has suffered a lot since he practiced, but those sufferings are sweeter than honey water compared to this moment. Li Wenjun wishes he could faint and no longer suffer from this torture that is thousands of times more painful than being cut into pieces, but he dared not. He didn't know whether the green light could automatically lower than the invasion of small flames once he fell into a coma. If he fell into a coma, he would be burned to ashes, wouldn't he have suffered a lot?
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