As if cooperation, a large number of monsters surged out from under the ground, and they were attacking the monks with strange screams.

"Is it that simple to kill monsters and get the origin of flame?"

Qin Cheng frowned slightly. He looked at the origin in front of him, which did not absorb like others, but wrapped it in spiritual energy and threw it into the storage space.

"Everyone, stop me."

But just as everyone was hunting monsters wildly, a short-bearded man suddenly flew up among Song Lingcong and his group who had been silent.

Flying with him were more than forty guards from the Song family.

They were floating above and their eyes were sharply scanning everyone.

"The monsters here are all things from my Song family. Who dares to hunt monsters again? Death!" The short-bearded man said frigidly.

In a word, everyone actually asked to give up hunting the mantis monster.

"You Song family are too domineering. Is this yours?" A monk said dissatisfied.

"That's right, the monsters here are ownerless things. If we want to kill them, it's all your business."

"You want to kill a monster? You can try another kill." The short-bearded man said lightly.

The cultivator also had the sixth level of the divine division realm. He sneered when he heard this, and destroyed a monster with one sword.

He was about to take out the filaments of flame, but the short-bearded man's eyes were cold.

"court death."

With a swish, his body was like lightning, and instantly flew past the man, and then a stream of blood flew out like a fountain, like a fountain.

The whole audience fell a little silent.

This sixth-level monk in the divine realm died instantly after meeting him.

"Who else has any opinions?"

The short-bearded man sneered and exuded the ninth level of the divine distraction realm, and everyone was frightened.

In this holy realm, the ninth level of the divine division level is already the highest level, and no one present is a male opponent.

Seeing everyone silent, the short-bearded man nodded with satisfaction.

"You guys are responsible for this..." The short-bearded man then ordered the guards to surround this place with monsters, and then began to arrange work in different areas.

Song Lingcong also flew up immediately and chose a region.

From beginning to end, he didn't look at everyone, nor did he say anything.

The other monks were squeezed into the yellow sand land without monsters, and could only watch the Song family start hunting the monsters and collecting the filaments of flames.

"It's so shameless." Someone secretly hated and cursed.

Many people also looked red. The Song family did not give them any chance at all.

"This flame world cannot leave, otherwise we may have a chance if we go to other realms." Someone said.

"Brother, forget it. I just sent a message to a fellow Taoist, and that the earth world was also occupied by a large sect."

"The world is like a crow, with only five places in total. How could it be my turn? I had naively thought that I would have the opportunity to get the inheritance of the powerful this time."

Many people talked to each other but had given up.

In the entire world of Fire, there are less than one hundred monks, and more than forty of them are from the Song family. How can we fight?

The short-bearded man looked at him and they had no chance at all.

However, Qin Cheng was not idle. He stood in the desert and kept thinking.

"Qin Cheng, what are you thinking? Tell us." Nie Fenglei said.

"Nie Fenglei, what do you think is the hottest essence of this flaming world?" Qin Cheng looked around and said.

"Isn't this filament of flame?" Nie Fenglei said in a daze: "The Song family has all wrapped this monster around it, just for this thing."

"Or I'll say something different, where is the hottest flame between heaven and earth coming from?" Qin Cheng said.


Chapter completed!