Supreme Martial God Art

Chapter 205 You Actually Have Holy Fire?

At this moment, only a furious roar came from outside.

"Wu Yun, the old thief of the Black Feather Mantis, I will kill you."

It was Hua Xingchen's voice. At this moment, he was rushing into this large stone room with his long sword in hand.

Everyone was taken aback, and then they remembered that they had not seen the young master of the hallowed door for a long time.

And how could they know that these people had just been trapped in the tunnel by Wu Yun and dug for an hour and a half.

I don't know if Hua Xingchen's roar was too violent, the crystal coffin trembled suddenly, and a terrifying aura was released again, hovering above everyone's heads.

At this moment, everyone was suppressed again and could not breathe.

Some people with weaker cultivation level even squatted directly on the ground.

When it comes to cultivation, among these people, Wu Yun can be regarded as having a relatively low cultivation.

The first level of Earth Martial Realm.

But when it comes to overall strength, Wu Yun is definitely above the heads of many people.

Facing this terrifying pressure at this moment, Wu Yun directly opened his eight veins, and the Supreme Divine Martial Art was operating to the extreme.

Hua Xingchen and the others, who had just rushed into the stone chamber in a rage, were immediately suppressed by the terrifying aura, standing in place and fighting against this aura.

Temporarily tossed Wu Yun and the two aside and focused on the crystal coffin.

Everyone looked up at the crystal coffin.

This aura is very familiar to the people present, and it is exactly the same as the aura emanating from the stone platform before. It is the remnant aura left by Emperor Wu during his lifetime.

Suddenly, only a loud voice could be heard in the stone room.

"This crystal coffin contains the weapon I use, the golden scale thorn. If I can break the water spirit seal I put on the crystal coffin, I can get my golden scale thorn."

This is the voice of Emperor Wu.

The voice fell, the huge suppressing force finally disappeared, and the pressure on everyone was no longer, but the terrifying aura still did not dissipate.

Wu Yun was also secretly talking to himself. He didn't expect that the news of these people was true. The Emperor Wu's golden scale thorn was really inside.

But what is this water spirit seal, it is really unheard of.

There has never been a record in the Supreme Martial God Art.

And it seems that these people have gone through a lot of hard work, otherwise they would never be indifferent at this moment.

While Wu Yun was thinking about it, he saw the black feathered mantis beside him flying up and punching out.

Heavy bombardment on the crystal coffin.

In an instant, there was a wave of air.

The eighth-level cultivator of the Tianwu Realm struck with all his strength, and the crystal coffin remained motionless.

Boom, boom!

Another two punches were fired in succession, but the crystal coffin remained unmoved.

The Black Feather Mantis retreated to Wu Yun's side.

Wu Yun glanced at the faces of the rest of the people.

Sure enough, they were not surprised. Obviously, they had already tried it. The seal left by Senior Martial Emperor had already been cultivated by them, and a strong attack would not work at all.

Black Feather Mantis returned to Wu Yun and whispered, "What a powerful seal, I almost got hurt."

Wu Yun also frowned and cracked the seal. Unless there is a magic weapon stronger than the seal or the cultivation level surpassing the formation of the formation, the storm will not have any effect.

For example, the evil formation in the nine-story demon tower would never be able to be broken if Wu Yun hadn't possessed the divine weapon.

At this moment, I saw Hua Xingchen glancing at Wu Yun's side with cold eyes, and those cold eyes seemed to say, I'll clean up you later, and wait for me to take this Emperor Wu's golden scale thorn.

Wu Yun replied with an indifferent expression.

In front of the treasure, Hua Xingchen temporarily abandoned his hatred for Wu Yun.

I saw that it actually flew up, and volleyed next to the crystal coffin.

All whispered.

"What does he want to do?"

"The water spirit seal that even the eighth-level cultivator of the Tianwujing can't break, can he do it at the first-layer of the Tianwujing?"

"Could it be that the Hallows Gate has a unique secret method that can be cracked?"

Just as everyone was talking about it, Na Hua Xingchen waved a single palm, and a green flame appeared in his palm.

In an instant, a hot stream of heat swept through.

Wu Yun's pupils shrank suddenly, this feeling is actually a holy fire.

Most of these people do not know alchemy, and they lack knowledge and do not know each other.

But Black Feather Mantis and the others are still a little knowledgeable, and they can tell it apart at a glance.

"This, this is actually a holy fire?"

Hearing this, everyone around them exclaimed in surprise.

Although they do not recognize the holy fire, they still know about the holy fire.

That is the flame that has been bred with the heaven and the earth. It is very powerful when used properly.

I didn't expect that the young master of the Halloween Sect could even have this kind of thing.

Everyone cast envious glances.

Hua Xingchen, who was in the air, heard everyone talking, felt this kind of worship, and finally regained a bit of the dignity that he should have as the young master of the All Saints Gate.

It was a shame to have been beaten so violently by Wu Yun in front of everyone before.

Now that I have finally regained some face, after all, such a thing as holy fire, but it cannot be regenerated.

As far as he knows, the entire southern continent is only owned by the four young masters of their four major forces.

Finally caught a place stronger than Wu Yun, and his self-esteem was somewhat pulled back.

On the other hand, Wu Yun was suddenly enlightened and muttered to himself.

It turns out that the water spirit seal belongs to water. Although it is powerful, no matter how powerful it is, it cannot be stronger than the holy fire.

This is a very good plan. Why didn't I think of such a good plan? It seems that this kid Hua Xingchen is not particularly stupid.

Looking up at the green flame in Na Hua Xingchen's hand, although the flame power it emits is very powerful, it is not even worse than the Holy Green Spirit Fire in his own hand.

Seeing Hua Xingchen's gradually recovering confidence, Wu Yun showed a strange smile, and an idea came to his mind.

It seemed that Hua Xingchen had just regained a little self-confidence, and was about to be rubbed by Wu Yun until it disappeared.

Wu Yun whispered to the black feathered mantis beside him, "Senior, help me later, I'm going to slap my face."

Next to the crystal coffin, in the envious eyes of everyone.

I saw that Hua Xingchen was about to use the green holy fire in his hand to shoot at the crystal coffin to break the water spirit seal on the coffin.

At this moment, Wu Yun suddenly said loudly, "Wait."

Everyone turned around and looked at Wu Yun, not knowing why.

Someone exclaimed, "It's him again, what does he want to do, this water spirit seal can only be broken by holy fire, what is he going to do?"

"Could it be that he also has the Holy Fire? No way."

In the sound of suspicion, Wu Yun flew up and landed beside the crystal coffin.

In order to prevent Nahua Xingchen from attacking Wu Yun, the Black Feather Mantis also fell beside Wu Yun and acted as a bodyguard.

After all, Wu Yun had a life-saving grace for him before.

Although he didn't know what Wu Yun wanted to do, he should protect him first.

Seeing that it was Wu Yun again, Hua Xingchen's face suddenly turned cold, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he said, "Don't be in such a hurry to find death, I will definitely repay you a hundredfold for everything you did to me, get out of my way, don't stop me. I take the golden scale thorn."

Wu Yun smiled coldly, "This golden scale thorn doesn't belong to your family, why should you take it, I can't take it?"

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