Chapter 72 Rebirth

Seeing that Rong Hui and the three guardians were entangled, they quickly calmed down and urged the siege of the magic weapon. Rong Hui didn't look at it. Around his left wrist, it was another move of "golden waves" and throwing out the collar. The right hand goes to the seal and hammer the ear treasure, urging two staminas each. When the golden circle flew in front of one person, his eyes swept out.

A group of people fell into an ice cave, and then were hit in the chest by Jinquan. "Bang bang..." The fire on the circle was stimulated and shocked everyone in turn. They tried their best to return, but between breathing.

"Xiao Xuan, well done!" Rong Hui laughed and took the opportunity to hang the golden circle on his shoulder, wrapped his left wrist, and popped his fingers. The fire at the end of the finger flew to the front of the scribe. The red fire and green flames swelled and shrank, covering him in the heart of the flame.

The scribe's heart was boiling, and Rong Hui urged him vigorously. The purple flame of the strong man rolled back and pressed on the scribes together. The stone seal trembled and shot backwards, hitting the scribe's chest. Purple flames fluttered on the Chinese scholar's vest. The two flames are turbulent and the fire is high. In the roar, someone seemed to scream, and a golden flame ignited in his breath.

Rong Hui sneered and pushed his palm to the fat man again. Purple flame swept over and rolled away with golden flames. The fat man saw that between two or three breaths, one died and one injured. He only blamed the Yang family for disturbing people. He secretly scolded "deed it", dropped the melon hammer, jumped up, and walked away through the wind. The strong man saw it, left the golden pestle, and then followed.

The two flames will continue to go away and will be together, and the fire will increase, directly pressing the middle-aged. The middle-aged face was slightly heavy, with his hands folded and outward. The airflow rotated outside and turned into an aura. The fire pressed on, but it was driven by the aura and circled up, with no focus. Affected by it, the green cloud also rotates slowly with the wind and converges in the eye of the wind

"Wind, whirlwind, is this his way?" Rong Hui was secretly shocked: "Xun gave birth to yin for the phoenix and eliminate the sun. His whirlwind just defeated me!" Seeing that everyone was coming, he simply put down the fire, held the collar, held each other's hands, and turned out.

The "green clouds" gathered around and turned into a green phoenix. The phoenix neck wears a collar and flaps its wings. Without the fire, everyone was refreshed and prepared to besiege the imperial treasure, but looking at the number of people, there were only a dozen people left. Thinking of a moment, 30 people lost their enemies and couldn't help trembling.

Rong Hui ignored the crowd and raised his hand to press the purple flame. The fire rose, broke away from the wind, converged with the fire phoenix, and turned into three feet of purple. The fire phoenix sounded softly and spread its wings. The fire fling swept by, and the magic weapon flashed and buzzed sharply. The monk drumed his spiritual power, his clothes burned, and he was immediately swallowed up by the flames. The fire and phoenix fluttered, and more than ten people were killed one after another.

Rong Hui snorted coldly and looked at the middle-aged man in the wind with his arms and sneered: "I'll see when you can hide!" With that, he began to swagger and search for magic weapons on the ground, and gathered into a hill after a moment. Rong Hui picked up the melon hammer and was in a hurry. The melon hammer shone brightly, and a whine flew out of a hammer shadow. Rong Hui raised his hand and shot into the fire phoenix. The melon hammer lost its essence and cracked inch by inch.

He threw away the melon hammer and picked up a "seven-star sword" like a gourd. He took action like the wind, destroyed more than 30 magic weapons in a row, and sent the essence to the phoenix body. The fire phoenix gradually condensed, with one claw and one claw, lifelike.

Rong Hui refined the essence of the magic weapon and took the opportunity to collect the rest of the treasures. He was thinking about how to destroy the man in the wind when he suddenly heard someone smile in the sky, "Okay, okay, okay!" An old man in blue came to the sound, which was better than the wind and light clouds.

If a middle-aged man meets a savior, he will crawl down and bow down: "Ancestor, save me!"

"Ancestor, the ancestor of the Yang family?" Rong Hui was slightly stunned and looked at the old man in green. He trembled, slowly retreated and stood with Rong Xue. The fire phoenix sang softly, spread its wings to follow, and circled around the two people.

"Leave this thing." The old man in Qingyi didn't look at the middle-aged man. He raised his hand and said slowly, "Let you go." The voice is flat and there is no anger.

Rong Hui saw the collar on the phoenix's neck, hummed softly and asked in a low voice, "What if I don't leave it?"

The old man raised his legs and took a step without saying anything. The figure shook, rushed to the neck of the fire phoenix in the blink of an eye, and raised his hand to grab it. Rong Hui was stunned, and it was too late to block it. The old man's gesture fell, and the air was soft. Suddenly, a withered hand came out and grabbed his wrist.

The old man's expression changed dramatically, and he wanted to get out, but he seemed to be circled by an iron hoop. He secretly said that he was about to start his cultivation. The breeze in front of him swayed by, showing three palms and patted them together, which was right in his chest and abdomen.

The old man's body was shocked, and his flesh and blood splashed. The middle-aged man staggered out of the blood fog, which was seven or eight points similar to the middle-aged sword eyebrows. He was shocked and turned around to leave. Four palms work together and clap again. Strong everywhere, middle-aged flesh and blood flew everywhere, and another young man flew out of the blood fog.

Rong Hui saw that the young man was a little more similar than the Yang brothers, but his cultivation in the Shaoyang period. Without hesitation, he raised his hand and popped up. Sparks burst out at the fingertips and flashed behind the young man. The red fire and green flame shrunk and wrapped the young man into the heart of the flame. The young man's body was slightly stagnant and was affected by the afterglow of strength and collapsed. Rong Xue's road was not collected, and the blood fog flew away and melted on the ground. It turned into two strong and one weak. Three strong winds shot into the body of the fire phoenix. The spirit of the fire phoenix was refreshed, and there was no one of the Yang family's ancestors in the world.

"Ancestor--" The middle-aged man exclaimed in the wind. He crooked and fainted. Rong Hui was rippled around, shaking out four old men in gray clothes and laughing, "It's finally out!" Now I can go back to work!" Brother Li, thank you for this!" It is the four brothers watching the sun, watching the moon, watching the clouds and watching the sea.

Rong Hui took a look at Huofeng and asked, "What should I do now?"

"Now, go to hell!" Someone answered in the sky, and a man came from a hundred feet away.

Yong Hui followed the sound and saw that he was a red-robed Taoist and couldn't help exclaiming, "Dan Xiazi?"

Guan Ri frowned and warned in a low voice: "No, he has four heavenly cultivation!"

Guan Yue snorted and whispered, "Let's go together!" As soon as the voice fell, four people rushed out side by side. People take out one palm in the middle. When the palm passes, the sound is silent, the sky and the sky are low, and the heartbeat is stagnant.

Rong Hui's face turned white, and saw the sleeves of "Danxiazi" tremble forward, and the glow on the red robe flowed and dang out. The moves collided, the silver snake danced wildly, and there was a burst of thunder, and the stars and moon faded. Dan Xiazi's body trembled slightly and retreated two steps. The four human bodies were like sieve bran, collapsing in the blink of an eye, and the blood fog dispersed. Four middle-aged people shot upside down in the fog, and their bodies kept saying, "Brother, we have tried our best to avenge you in the future!" He broke through the air and disappeared into the air.

Rong Xue's road did not stop, and four strong winds swept back into the fire phoenix's body. The fire phoenix sounded softly, and his spirit doubled. Danxiazi saw the joke, looked at the collar and said, "What, do you still want me to do it myself?"

Rong Hui was so scared that his legs trembled, but he saw a circle of ripples on Danxiazi's head, but he didn't realize it and walked slowly. Suddenly, a jade beak poked out of the ripples, which was crystal clear and ten feet long, and gently poked down like a chicken pecking rice.

"Danxiazi" reacted and shouted "not good", but he couldn't cope with it. The jade beak hit the door. His body trembled and collapsed. In the three muffled sound, its appearance has been rare from ancient times to the flower armor, from the flower armor to the confusion, from the confusion to the prime of the age.

In his prime, Danxiazi was shocked and turned pale. His body rolled out of the oblique thorns and was about to break through the air. The ripples on his head rippled on his head. He leaned down a five-foot jade claw and stepped on it down and hit the "Danxiazi" vest. "Puff" two muffled sounds, and the flesh and blood flew away. The anger swept, turned into five hurricanes, and shot into the fire phoenix one after another, and there was no "Danxiazi" in the world.

The fiery phoenix sings softly and is full of energy. The phoenix eyes flowed and were full of energy. Rong Hui's heart trembled. When the ripples disappeared, he exhaled in a low voice: "Is that, that Tianfeng?" As he said, he looked at Huofeng, saw his bright eyes, nodded slightly, and asked silently, "Did you summon it?" Seeing the fire phoenix nodding again, he was relieved: "Good boy, you can get along with it and become good!" The fire phoenix held its head high and sounded softly, quite dissatisfied.

He calmed down and quickly passed on to Rong Xue: "Come on, clean up here, and don't even leave a bone slag. Don't disturb other old monsters with such a big noise!" Rong Xue opened the Taoist realm, and Rong Hui rushed out to look for the treasures left by the ancestors of the Yang family and Danxiazi.

As far as the Taoist territory is, the bones turn into ashes and penetrate into the ground. Rong Hui turned into a whirlwind and roared out. Suddenly, he saw a red robe, and the glow flowed, which was the legacy of Danxiazi. This robe can block Tianfeng's claws. It must be a treasure!" He was secretly happy, waved his hand and put it in his pocket. He wanted to find a storage magic weapon and so on, but he got nothing. For a moment, the gentle slope was empty, and there was nothing else.

"It's not appropriate to stay here for a long time!" Rong Hui was in the air and said, "Come on, let's go home!"

Rong Xue restrained her breath and looked at Huofeng. Although she didn't know the origin, when she saw it nodded to herself, she also knew that it was transformed by Xiaoxuan. In surprise, he was not very happy. He stood up and took a step and turned into a breeze. The fire phoenix dragged the long collar and circled up. With a soft sound, the fire wings vibrate slightly and turn into a streamer of light. Between breathing, he rushed to the front of the two of them and went straight north.

Rong Hui launched all his strength and galloped into the mountains, and there was no longer a "divine world" to stop him. Two miles a breath, three thousand miles will come in a moment. Rong Hui flew over Lingshan and saw that the valley had been covered by a thin curtain. Inside and outside the light curtain, the figures were shaking, and the magic weapons were flashing and fighting lively. Between the treasure light shuttles, the spiritual curtain is full of holes, and it can no longer stop the enemy.

He recognized his backyard and saw that the three halls in front of the backyard had been completed, magnificent, like a dragon hiding in the abyss. The roofs are surrounded by heavy roofs, and they are already in a series of ridges. Slowly falling down and carefully observing the situation, hundreds of people were fighting between the front and back of the two houses.

Ling Xiao guarded at the door of the inner courtyard, holding a handle of jade Ruyi, and his whole body was brilliant, and he smashed it when he saw people rushing. As you want, the skin of the person who comes will open the flesh. The bear was surrounded by more than 20 people outside the back door of the front yard, and the sword was cut like a stubborn stone, which also aroused a spark. When the magic weapon hits, it can only cut off a few bear hairs and can't hurt its skin. It rushed left and right, and sometimes roared. People stood up, put their shoulders on their shoulders, pulled hard, and tore open their lives like pancakes. The corpse fell to the ground and became ice slag, and even sucked away the 'yang qi'.