"This guy..." Yan Wuji, the Holy Lord of the Fire Holy Land, was shocked suddenly and was completely stunned.

He is a warrior in the small perfection of the Five Elements Realm! At this moment, he was already panicked when facing a boy like Qin Yun, who was still young.

"System, isn't this too powerful?

A set of ore veins can activate this kind of power.

Then if you use a spiritual vein, how can you be?”

Qin Yun himself did not expect that the power of the system was so powerful.

"Master, the system power that can be unsealed by an ore vein is limited, and it is indeed more than enough to deal with martial artists in the Five Elements Realm, but it is difficult to deal with martial artists in the Liuhe realm. When encountering a Liuhe realm warrior, you need at least one spiritual vein. If you encounter a seven-star realm warrior, you must even at least one mysterious vein."

The system replied.

Qin Yun nodded, so that's it.

It seems that it is necessary to hoard more powerful martial arts in the future! Thinking of this, Qin Yun could not help but use the blood power of Jiuyou Tianque directly on these eight people.

"Copy, arson."

"Copy, Fire Rage."

"Copy, kill thousands of fires."

"Copy..." Qin Yun copied many methods from the eight elders.

Basically, they are all means of fire attributes.

All are pretty good.

But Qin Yun did not focus on this.

Instead, he looked directly at Yan Wuji, and then said coldly: "Yan Wuji, I, Wanjie Sect, have given you the opportunity to the Fire Holy Land just now. Unfortunately, you don't cherish it yourself. Since that's the case, I will fulfill my promise and will not be polite to you anymore."

Qin Yun now.

The ore veins have run out.

In fact, there are no other powerful means.

And Yan Wuji's strength is above those eight elders. If he really fights again, Qin Yun will not get any benefits at all, and he will even be at a disadvantage.

But because Qin Yun just paved the way for killing eight elders with his own strength.

Even without the rest of the means, Qin Yun's deterrence has soared.

The momentum alone is unmatched in ordinary situations.

So much so that Yan Wuji was like a frightened bird, and he was actually frightened directly.

Even though the eight elders were killed, the Fire Holy Land suffered heavy losses.

He didn't dare to act rashly on Qin Yun now.

"Your Excellency, if you have something to say, I think there must be some misunderstanding in it."

Yan Wuji forced a smile out.

"Misunderstand?

Hahaha, I have never misunderstood my actions in the Wanjie Sect.

The three things I mentioned before, today you have to give the Fire Holy Land today, and even if you don’t give it, you have to give it.”

Qin Yun's tone was sharp and there was no room for negotiation.

Yan Wuji's face looked extremely ugly.

Since its establishment, the Fire Holy Land has been smooth sailing.

But today I have suffered such a change.

But he was still so turbulent by a young boy who was still dry! This made him, the Holy Lord, feel unprecedentedly frustrated.

"In the trouble of the Holy Sect, please come out and help me."

Yan Wuji didn't compromise like this.

But there was no answer to Qin Yun.

Instead, he bowed to the interior of the Fire Holy Land and shouted.

At this moment, only by asking his master, the old saint, might the crisis be resolved.

?Just? Not long after his voice fell.

The sound of breaking the wind sounded deep in the Holy Land of Fire.

The old man came from far to near, and came from the air.

It soon floated over the Fire Holy Land.

His face was full of wrinkles, hunched over, and he looked very short.

But the momentum in one's body is in the world.

Everyone in the Fire Holy Land became respectful when they saw him.

They bowed: "Welcome the old lord out of seclusion."

undoubtedly.

This old man is the founder of the Fire Holy Land.

It is also the person who has transactions with the Wanjie Trading System but does not perform transactions.

His name is Yanlong! He is already one thousand and one hundred years old.

"What's going on?"

As soon as Yan Long appeared, the entire Yanhuo Holy Land seemed to be suppressed.

"Master, this person trespassed into my Fire Holy Land, and even said nonsense that you traded with the forces behind him a thousand years ago, and the immortal martial arts you mastered came from the transaction.

He also said ridiculously that you did not fulfill the exchange's promise.

So this time they came to my Fire Holy Land to return to the Immortal Martial Arts, and also asked me to fill the ten spiritual veins and Fire Holy Orders!"

Yan Wuji told Qin Yun’s purpose.

He still doesn't believe that Qin Yun's words are true.

However, after Yan Long heard Yan Wuji's words, his expression changed significantly.

"What?

Could it be..." Seeing Yan Long's expression change, Yan Wuji was also stunned: "Old Holy Lord, why..." "Impossible, this is impossible.

That force has obviously disappeared for a long time..." But Yan Long did not pay attention to Yan Wuji and still muttered to himself.

"Yanlong, you should still know this thing?"

Qin Yun directly took out the trading talisman that he traded with Yanlong.

Seeing the trading talisman in Qin Yun's hand, Yan Long's expression changed drastically.

Becomes gloomy.

It became slightly pale.

How could he not recognize this talisman?

When he was in danger, it was this talisman that suddenly appeared in front of him, leading him to that mysterious space, and then obtained a book on immortal martial arts there.

It was also through that immortal martial arts that he was able to escape from danger, finally seized ten fire-attribute spiritual veins, and then built a fire holy land in this place! But.

A whole thousand years have passed, and that force has never appeared again.

He thought that place no longer existed.

So it hardly takes this matter seriously.

But today.

But someone appeared with this talisman.

His heart suddenly contracted at this moment, as he had been lucky.

A little incredible.

"You...you are really..." Yan Long was a little out of control.

When Yan Wuji and other people from the Yanhuo Holy Land were even more confused when they saw this scene.

The old Holy Lord’s performance...is something wrong! Is that boy said true?

The old saint's immortal martial arts were not given to the old saint's master, but were traded by the old saint's master. After the transaction, the old saint's master did not trust and did not fulfill the transaction requirements?

"Yanlong, thousands of years have passed. Do you think you can take the immortal martial arts for yourself if you refuse to admit it?"

"It's not your thing, it's not your thing after all."

Qin Yun smiled faintly.

Yan Long's face was pale.

From his performance, everyone believed Qin Yun's words even more.

Boom boom boom! At this moment, the hearts of many disciples were a little collapsed.

The old Holy Lord was greatly impacted at this moment when his perfect and majestic image in their minds.

There is no saint.

??There is no faith without words.

Everything is a lie! The old saint whom they respect the most, respect the most, and love the most... turned out to be a big liar.
Chapter completed!