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Chapter 1387

"Fire Formation, burn him for me."

Suddenly, a raging fire rose from the formation, turning into a fire dragon, and rushing towards Qincheng, with a huge momentum.

Qin Cheng's eyes flashed with contempt. He stood still and stretched out a finger.

Then gently tap the forehead of the whistling fire dragon.

Suddenly, the fire dragon's body suddenly became stiff, turned into spots of spots and disappeared into the world.

"You, you are still proficient in formations, and the information of the Huo Burning Sect is wrong." The ghost said in a frightened and angry manner.

Originally, Qin Cheng would die as long as he entered the Fire Formation, but he didn't expect that Qin Cheng would easily break their plan with the method of formation.

Qin Cheng took a step forward and came to the front of the ghost, then reached out and grabbed it.

Suddenly the ghost screamed, his body twisted and his black mist gushed.

"Qincheng, you must die a good death." Amid the sound of the ghost curses, his body suddenly burst and disappeared.

A ghost fire emerged from the dissipating black mist and was about to escape.

Qin Cheng let out a low snorkeling and sealed the ghost fire tightly.

This thing is very powerful. Qin Cheng didn't pay attention last time and was injured.

Qin Cheng thought about it, sealed the ghost fire and threw it into the storage space.

At this time, Qin Cheng noticed that there was an extra token under the statue he had broken. It was not a strange token like the Huo Burning Sect, but a flash of light like flowing water.

He grabbed the token and Qin Cheng found that the word "Sacred Quan" was written on the token.

I don’t know if it was dropped by the statue by breaking it, or if the token was buried in the land.

"The Holy Spring Sect, this is the token of the ancient sect."

Qin Cheng thought about it and put away the token.

"Do you want to run?"

Qin Cheng turned around and looked at Zhang Er who woke up and wanted to escape.

Zhang Er's face was pale, suddenly sweating profusely, and he knelt down with a plop.

"Senior Qin, please give me a lot of money and let me live my life." Zhang Er looked panicked, completely different from his previous arrogance.

"If I had known today, why should I have been there?" Qin Cheng passed by, and a spiritual energy penetrated into Zhang Er's mind.

Zhang Er screamed in pain. Seeing that Qin Cheng was unwilling to let him go, he let out a hideous roar.

"I'm not convinced. I'm an ordinary person and just want to be the best person by hard work. What's wrong with this?"

"Is it also called hard work to harm others to get to power?" Qin Cheng sneered.

The divine consciousness was stirred in his mind, and Zhang Er completely lost his breath.

After reading the memories in Zhang Er's mind, Qin Cheng walked out of the cave.

The Huofen Sect didn't go to find them, but even came to provoke me. If you have the chance in the future, you have to deal with it like the Brahma Sect.

After leaving the cave, Qin Cheng was not delayed and met in the direction of Ye Zun.

A few hours later, Qincheng came to another forest.

Then he saw that there was a large group of people ahead, moving slowly.

The figure in the lead was extremely dazzling, with a smile that made people feel like spring breeze on his cheeks, as if he was the focus of the audience wherever he went.

It is Han Wushuang, the saint son of the Han family.

Behind him, there were also warriors from all walks of life. They were talking and laughing, and the atmosphere seemed very harmonious.

"Thanks to Mr. Han's help, otherwise I would have been eaten by the monster."

"Yes, I almost fell into the trap just now. Fortunately, Mr. Han reminded me."

"I think we shouldn't run away by ourselves. I heard that there are strong people who wantonly rob the weak. It's good to follow Mr. Han."

"Yes, that's the reason."

Everyone praised Han Wushuang for a burst of praise.


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