Refining Heaven and Earth Chapter 840: Temple of Fire

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The selection of the saint king in Jiuyin Palace is a major event. The news spread and attracted countless young talents.

For the position of the saint king, many people have won a **** battle, not to mention the talent and beauty of this generation of saints are rare in thousands of years.

Many people knowing that there is no possibility of winning the position of the Holy King, they want to join in the fun of such a grand event.

The Wang family attached great importance to this. The ancestor, who had not shown up for many years, personally came forward and brought everyone out of Jiujiang City.

Fang Bai was among them. He wanted to stay in Jiujiang City and wait for the news of the Chamber of Commerce in the Four Seas, but he couldn't bear Wang Yu's entanglement and Wang Fu's kind invitation.

Furthermore, it is common for a warrior to retreat for several years at a time. It is impossible to determine when the president of the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce will leave the customs. It will not take long to go to the Jiuyin Palace, and it will take up to half a year to go back and forth.

The most important thing is that Fang Bai wants to see and see Zhu Xi, who Wang Fuhua admires the most!

Although the Wang family is not as strong as Qingfeng Pavilion, its strength cannot be ignored, especially the younger disciples, who have extraordinary talents.

A family can have such strength, very strong!

Every streamer in the sky lasses in the same direction, and the destination is self-evident.

In the past five days, I don’t know how many strong people have been encountered, and it is roughly estimated that there are tens of thousands. Among them, there are some strong people in the middle stage of the Taoist realm. Fang Bai can't help but wonder, where is the confidence of Wang Fu?

Wang Yuzhen solved his doubts. It turned out that fighting for the Saint King was not just a competition for cultivation, but also talent.

It's not that the saint king will win the final victory, but also the heart of the saint woman. Of course, it is usually the evil spirits who can go to the end, and the saint woman has no reason to be dissatisfied.

It's right to think about it. Jiuyin Palace is very strong. There is no shortage of a strong person. What is important is inheritance. The better the Saint King's talent, the more beneficial to the next generation.

To make it harder to hear, the Holy King is just a tool for proliferation, a powerful tool that cannot be ignored, and a tool that many people aspire to be.

The cold is coming, the sky is vast in the distance, and the Jiuyin Palace is here.

Nine is extremely, and nine Yin also means extremely Yin, and Jiu Yin Palace is in this extremely Yin place.

The mountains are covered with ice, and the mountains can be distinguished when they are close. A little golden light is scattered in the world of ice and snow, majestic, magnificent and magnificent!

"Here!"

Wang Fu painting witnessed this situation and this scene, full of pride, looking back to see Fang Bai smiled and said: "Brother Fang is interested in joining the world with me?"

"Good!"

Looking at the vast world in front of him, Fang Bai said without hesitation, he is not interested in the position of the Holy King, and he has never thought about it, but wants to see the strength of the world's heroes.

Huh!

Wang Yu really snorted, but he couldn't open his mouth when he spoke. The complexion behind the light veil was very ugly, and Wang Fu laughed as he painted.

Everyone in the Wang family is at a loss, so they don't know!

"Let's go!" Wang Family Patriarch spoke lightly.

This person is very strong, Fang Bai can't see through the specific cultivation base, but he doesn't feel as powerful as the Scriptures, and the overall strength of the Wang family is still not as good as Qingfeng Pavilion.

The cold wind swept in, and everyone's lowest cultivation level was also in the late stage of the Dao Stage, so naturally they couldn't help them.

In an instant, the towering palace was in front of you, and streams of light came from all sides at the same time.

The front convenience is the gate of Jiuyin Palace, as a show of respect. Ten miles away, they fell from the void, and everyone went all the way.

"It's so beautiful here!" Wang Yuzhen murmured.

"Yes!" Wang Fuhua said with emotion: "Ice and snow, don't have a sense of beauty."

There were more than 20 women standing outside the mountain gate, with three distinctly different colors of black, blue and red clothes.

Wang Fuhua whispered: "The rules of the Jiuyin Palace are extremely strict. The disciples have different clothes and different colors, representing different status, but it is extremely easy to distinguish."

Fang Bai naturally understood that this sentence was mentioned to him. Regardless of the status of any power, there are high or low points, but it is rare for people like Jiuyin Palace to directly use the color of clothes to indicate their status.

"Wang Haocang of Jiujiang City has seen all the fairies." The ancestors of the Wang family clasped fists and bowed, not daring to neglect the slightest.

"It turned out that it was the distinguished guest from the Wang family." A red-clothed middle-aged beautiful woman walked out, with a smile on her cold face, and said lightly: "Please rest inside, I have something to do, please forgive me!"

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"Oh?"

Wang Haocang doubted: "Who is worthy of letting the fairy wait here?"

The red-clothed middle-aged beauty is very strong, and she feels even stronger for Fang Bai than the ancestor of the Wang family.

"It's okay to tell you, the people from the Temple of Fire are coming." The middle-aged beauty in red said lightly.

"What?"

Wang Haocang lost his voice in horror, and Wang Fuhua's face instantly became difficult to look at.

Temple of Fire!

The Jiuyin Palace is the first-class sect of the Eastern Region. Needless to say, it is powerful. However, the Fire God Temple is stronger than the Jiuyin Palace.

The Temple of Fire is very famous in the Eastern Region, and it is not too much to say that no one knows that no one knows.

"Then there is no more forgiveness."

Wang Haocang clasped his fists and said, under the leadership of the disciples of Jiuyin Palace, he walked inward with a gloomy expression.

The atmosphere was a little dignified. The appearance of the Fire Temple made Wang Fuhua aware of the crisis. If the Fire Temple also came to fight for the position of the Holy King, no one would dare to fight for it.

In front of a behemoth like Fire God Temple, not to mention the trivial kings, the four major families of Jiujiang City are also flying ash.

"Sister, is the Fire Temple also here to fight for the Holy King?" Wang Yuzhen came to a blue-clothed woman in Jiuyin Palace and asked softly.

"I don't know!" The blue-clothed woman replied with a calm face.

Wang Yuzhen gave a wry smile, turned his head and glanced at Wang Fu's painting, the latter was silent.

About half an hour later, I came to an ice valley. There was a large hall in the valley, crystal clear, and the whole body was made of ice.

Fang Bai is secretly surprised, Jiuyin Palace is a good method.

"Everyone is staying here. When the hour is up, someone will come to invite you." The blue woman's voice was colder than this ice valley, the voice fell, and she turned around and left.

Jiuyin Palace completely ignores the Wang Family, which makes Wang Haocang's eyes even more gloomy!

"Ancestor!" As Wang Fuhua was about to speak, Wang Haocang waved his hand: "Go in and talk about it."

When everyone enters the ice hall, the Wang family must have something to discuss. Fang Bai knows and says goodbye. At this time, Wang Fuhua said: "Brother Fang stays."

"Me?" Fang Bai looked back in surprise, and Wang Fuhua nodded: "There is nothing to avoid, let's talk together."

Wang Haocang didn't say much, so Fang Bai had to sit down.

At this time, there are only three people left in the hall, Wang Haocang, Wang Fuhua, Fang Bai, and even Wang Yuzhen withdraws.

Fang Bai suddenly felt that the matter was extraordinary, and none of the important disciples of the Wang family stayed behind. Why did he leave him as an outsider?

To fight for the position of the Holy King, his strength is far from enough, at least in Wang Fuhua's mind, why should he bring him here?

Before speaking, Fang Bai realized that what he said next might be unusual.

"Brother Fang, please help me this time!" Wang Fuhua said solemnly.

"What?"

Although he was prepared, Fang Bai was taken aback and smiled bitterly: "Brother Wang is serious, and his strength is low, I'm afraid he will be powerless."

Wang Fuhua said righteously: "Brother Fang does not need to belittle himself. You have such strength. I wonder if you will help me this time?"

Fang Bai frowned when he heard the words. His current strength is still somewhat different from that of Wang Fuhua, Zhao Xinghe, Chen Changqing, and Meng Hongtu.

If the nine warriors and the dragon scale armor are exposed, he is confident that he can be invincible, and it is extremely difficult to win unless he enters that state of madness.

But Wang Fuhua didn't know this, and why he asked him for help. After careful consideration, Fang Bai felt that there was only one possibility, and that was his body-building technique!

Wang Mang Continent's body cultivation is rare, and it is even rarer to cultivate to the level of Taoism, so Wang Fuhua will pay such attention to him when he learns that he is body cultivation.

"Is Wang Yu really the same?"

Suddenly remembering the scene when the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce first met, Fang Bai couldn't help but shook his head and smiled bitterly, thinking that Wang Yu really moved his mind to him.

How ridiculous to be passionate!

"Brother Fang?"

"I can do my best to help you, provided I know what I should do."

"That's natural." Wang Fuhua said with a smile.