The fiery red magma flowed gently, and pillars of fire erupted from the magma river from time to time.
On the other side of the lava river, a group of three people appeared and looked at the dead three-eared demon lizard with greed in their eyes.
"I advise you to leave the Three-Eared Demon Lizard and the Torch Stone behind and retreat a hundred feet away."
Among the three, the leading young man played with the purple flute in his hand and spoke in an unyielding tone.
Jiang Zhao looked at the three people opposite him and stuffed the three-eared demon lizard directly into the storage bag he took out.
Seeing this, Gao Yu ignored the other party's words and climbed up the rock directly to find the Juding Stone.
“Humph, the people of Cangxuan Sect don’t follow the rules, and they actually have the nerve to rob people of their ferocious beasts.”
The person who spoke stopped spinning the purple flute at his fingertips, and his expression became gloomy.
Jiang Zhao took the Torch-Fixing Stone and Scarlet Flame Fruit from Gao Yu and was about to stuff them into the Xumi Ring. Upon hearing what Gao Yu said, he paused and asked, "Is that the Three-Eared Demon Lizard you raised?"
"No." The man opposite frowned and said coldly.
"I'm not talking nonsense. If you say the Three-Eared Demon Lizard is your father, I killed your father, I admit it. If he is not your father, why are you talking nonsense?"
Jiang Zhao is not a good-tempered person. He comes here to steal things with a clear conscience. Who gives you the face?
Although it is common to snatch rare treasures in secret realms, this person who does it with a righteous indifference and is shameless deserves to be punished.
The man opposite choked and his face turned blue.
"As a prominent clan, we must not break the rules. Everyone who sees one gets a share. You must give the three of us a share of the Three-Eared Demon Lizard."
The other man saw his companion being confronted and spoke with an impatient look.
"Oh, what a great rule that everyone who sees it gets a share. Who made this rule? Come, come over and tell me."
Jiang Zhao was so angry that he laughed. He took out a chair from the Sumeru Ring, put it on the ground, and sat on it with his arms folded.
"Junior Master, they are from the Hyunhwa sect."
Gu Chen quickly stood behind Jiang Zhao's chair and spoke in a low voice.
"Xuanhua Sect? Which small sect is it from?" Jiang Zhao had no impression of Xuanhua Sect and asked casually.
Gao Yu and Chen Qinan also came over and stood behind Jiang Zhao's chair.
"Xuanhua Sect is one of the ten major sects in the western desert of Lingqi Continent."
Gao Yu explained, "The sects in the Western Desert have great dissatisfaction with our sects in Central Continent. They have always liked to rob the disciples of other sects of their belongings."
"Oh, so it turns out they were targeting us on purpose."
Jiang Zhao sneered as he watched the three people opposite him step across the lava river and come in front of them.
Two men and one woman, with young faces and arrogant expressions, looked at Jiang Zhao and the other three with disdain in their eyes.
"The people of Cangxuan Sect really have no manners. They even dare to sit down and greet us."
The man leading the three was named Wuqihe. Jiang Zhao's contempt for them made him extremely unhappy.
"Rules? Ha, someone dares to talk to me about rules."
Jiang Zhao smiled. No one, no matter whether it was the Immortal Master Jiang Zhao in her previous life or the Junior Master Uncle of Cang Xuan Sect in this life, dared to say the word "rules" to her.
“Bang!”
The crisp sound of a slap was accompanied by Jiang Zhao's laughter.
A red palm print appeared on Wuqihe's face. A solid slap hit him in the face, and he couldn't even dodge it.
As one of the most promising disciples of the Xuanhua Sect, Wuqihe was slapped in the face by a person at the fourth level of foundation building.
Wu Qihe's face turned pale, and his eyes instantly turned red. "I'm going to kill you."
Two crescent-shaped scimitars appeared in the opponent's hands. Both ends of the scimitar were pointed and sharp, and the middle part was a handle wrapped in spiritual jade.
The moment the scimitar appeared, a strong bloody aura emanated from the blade.
“clang!”
The scimitar slashed down, exploding with an extreme force, bringing with it a roaring sound.
A mocking smile flashed across Wu Qihe's lips. He was only at the fourth level of foundation building, yet he dared to be so arrogant. He would just kill him with one sword.
"Bang!"
Along with a dull sound, a golden light flashed, and the falling scimitar was hit hard and flew backwards.
Wuqihe raised his other hand, and the second scimitar followed closely.
The scimitar fell with great force and at an even faster speed.
“clang!”
A blue light flashed by, and the scimitar in Wuqihe's hand made a slight sound, and a deep crack appeared on the blade that was hit open.
“Pah!”
Before Wu Qihe could react, Jiang Zhao raised his arm and a golden light flew out from his hand, hitting Wu Qihe directly in the face.
Jiang Zhao swung his arm casually, but the golden light was extremely powerful. It landed on Wu Qihe's face, knocking him back and hitting the dark red rock not far away.
After the golden light hit the person, it flew back to Jiang Zhao's hand with a swish.
Gu Chen and the other two looked at the Hyun Hwa sect disciple whose face was twisted by his junior uncle in shock, feeling that it was a little unreal.
Jiang Zhao weighed the golden seal in her hand. This golden seal was exactly what she wanted. It was perfect for hitting someone in the face and felt extremely comfortable!
The golden seal is called the Fantian Seal. It is only half the size of a palm. Although it is called a golden seal, it looks more like a small gold brick.
At first, Jiang Zhao thought he had drawn a gold brick and wondered what the gold brick could be used for. If the system had not explained it quickly, Jiang Zhao would have melted it with thunder and fire.
The golden seal turned over in Jiang Zhao's palm, and a faint smile hung on his face as he watched Wuqihe climb down from the dark red rocks.
The other two members of the Hyunhwa faction immediately became displeased. They looked at each other, and without further ado, they started fighting.
Gao Yu, who was standing behind Jiang Zhao, sneered, flames burst out in his hands, and the flying sword blasted out. He had been on guard against their attack.
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