Canglan Ruins, South Gate.

Among the four elephants, the south belongs to fire, and above this south gate, there are always spreading wings and wishing to fly. There are dozens of sculpted vermilion birds on it, standing in front of the south gate, but facing the south gate. Helpless.

No way, the carved Suzaku on this south gate is really too fierce. Not to mention, break this gate and enter the ruins, just get a little closer, all, will be on the gate, The Suzaku fire that emerged was embarrassing.

Although they worked hard for a long time, in the end, this group of casual practitioners found sadly that they could not get close to the gate at all. As long as the gate was five meters closer, the Suzaku above the gate would inevitably emerge from the mouth. A sacred fire, a little careless, was burned with scars.

The Suzaku divine fire is really powerful. Even if the monks use long-range spells to blast past, they can't reach the gate. Far away, all the magical powers are burned into nothingness.

This group of casual cultivators was originally complacent, thinking that they had walked in front of the major sects and monks, and came to this south gate. Unexpectedly, the fairy would be helpless with this gate, but it is true. Stupid enough.

"What can we do! Now, the remains of Canglan have appeared. If we don't go in early and wait for the people of the big sect to come over, there will be nothing for us here!" , The burning black, said depressed.

"Otherwise, let's change another door and try it!?" A casual repairer suggested.

"Change a door? What's the use? We can't open this door, but where will the other doors go? Moreover, this Canglan relic is so big, it’s time to toss and go, and I don’t know how much time is wasted. Now!" A wise Sanxian shook his head and rejected the proposal.

"Otherwise, we are working together and attacking once!? This Canglan relic is, how to say, it is also a thing of the ancients. Over the years, the prohibition in it should have been almost lost. If we work together, maybe it can be broken. !"

"Come on! It's not that I haven't tried it! This Suzaku Fire is so powerful, we beat him, it's purely asking for trouble!"

These few casual repairs are helpless.

"It's a thing of the ancients!" A casual Xiu sighed, "It's just a gate, it's so powerful... I don't know what kind of treasure is inside! Hey, the remains of Canglan are right in front of you, but it is It's really uncomfortable to get in without help!"

Just when a crowd of casual cultivators were unable to do anything and did not know how to solve it, a dark cloud suddenly appeared in the distance. The dark cloud looked like an erratic cloud, but it was extremely fast. In the horizon, in the next moment, he appeared before the south gate of the Canglan Ruins.

When they reached the eyes of the cultivators, everyone could see clearly that the dark cloud, in fact, was not a cloud at all, but a cloud of black mist.

The black mist dissipated, and among them, a man in a black robe walked out. The man had short, crisp hair, a shabby face, and he looked quite young.

The cultivators immediately became agitated. They were a group of people, and they were able to discuss together to explore this Canglan ruins and share the treasures in it. Now, suddenly an outsider came, and they were naturally unhappy.

"Who are you!?" A casual cultivator asked with a cold face, with a trace of murderous intent on his body. It seemed that this man would kill him if he didn't agree with him.

"Who am I!? You really don't need to know this!" The man said with a cold snort, "If you are acquainted, just get out of the way and do whatever you want, but don't block my way into the ruins of Canglan. !"

"Boy! You are too arrogant too!" The San Xiu's complexion suddenly turned blue. The Vermillion Bird had been tossed enough before. Now, there is such an arrogant young generation to provoke him. What about this monk? Can bear it! ? Without saying anything, he sacrificed a long whip.

This long whip is composed of twelve sections, and each section is covered with barbs. This whip, pulled out of the monk's hand, immediately rolled towards the jealous man.

If the whip were rolled on the man, a large piece of flesh and skin would be torn off, if not to mention.

"I can't help myself!"

The difficult man gave a cold snort and waved his hand. Suddenly, a black mist swept across the air. The twelve-section whip, amid the black mist, rotted quickly, and eventually turned into a dust and scattered.

"My dragon whip!" The random repairer was stunned, and his face was full of distress. This whip is the treasure of his master, but he is the most precious and the only precious thing. Now this thing has collapsed like this! ? That monk, how could it not feel bad!

"You're looking for death!" The casual repairer, gritted his teeth, rushed toward the jealous man.

"Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you!" The jealous man shook his head, and then stretched out his palm. In the palm of his palm, a black mist floated out, very fast, enclosing the loose repairs in it.

"Zizzi!"

A sore sound came.

In the black mist, the body of the loose repair, with a very fast speed, shriveled and decayed, pieces of fleshy pieces turned into dust, falling from his body.

What kind of pain is this? The body was decayed and corroded, the monk was crying with a heart-piercing cry, and the sharp voice of pain spread thousands of meters, and the other monks present suddenly changed their colors when they saw such a miserable scene.

"Stop it!" a casual cultivator, resisting fear, shouted, and at the same time, the magic weapon had been taken out.

However, it was too late.

Under the corrosion of the black mist, the loose repairs, the flesh and blood collapsed, the internal organs turned into smoke and dust, leaving only a pale skeleton, but, it is not over yet, the black mist penetrates into the skeleton, and the skeleton , Is also corroded into ashes.

The black mist, after absorbing the body that was completely corroded in the loose repair, faintly grew a little bit, and returned to the hands of the jealous man again.

"you you!"

The monks looked at this man in panic!

"Do you still want to stop me?!" The jealous man said with a sneer, looking at the dozen or so monks.

"This... this... don't stop, don't stop!" The cultivators, seeing the cold face of the jealous man, suddenly trembled all over, and stepped back one after another.

At this moment, they didn't think of revenge for the person before, let alone the remains of Canglan. Before their death, these were all indifferent things!

"Don't stop it!?" The jealous man said with a stretched tone. He glanced at the dozen or so monks and said with a smile: "Unfortunately, it's too late! The flesh and blood of the monk just now tastes good , It aroused Xiao Hei's appetite. It just so happened that there were more than a dozen of you. Probably, it was enough for Xiao Hei's ration for a day..."

Looking at the jealous man, the coldness in his eyes, and the crowd ran out of meditation, suddenly understood that today I can't escape.

"Fight!"

A freelancer roared, and at the same time, the flying sword had been unsheathed, turning into a cold light, and cutting off the head of the jealous man.

Unfortunately, before the flying sword arrived, it was entangled in a black mist, and then it turned into ashes.

"I like the most prey for letting go..." The jealous man's voice was low, as if he was a life-threatening Yama. With a wave of his palm, the black mist gushing out, turned into dozens of ways, one after another toward those scattered Xiu entangled the past.