Fights Break Sphere: Xiao Xun'er picked me up and brought me home at the beginning

Chapter 143 Unlucky Mo Ya, Demon Flame Valley Blocks the Way

The Black Emperor Sect is thousands of miles away from Wanhua City.

It would take nearly half a month to travel on foot, but for Douhuang or Douzong masters, it wouldn't be so troublesome.

Yao Chen rode on the golden-winged Roc and flew towards the Black Emperor Sect together with Mo Ya and others from the Black Emperor Sect.

Accompanying him was a man in a black robe whose face could not be seen clearly.

The man in black robe was Gu Changqing. He did not show off his strong skills and stood on the back of the golden-winged Roc without saying a word.

Mo Ya wanted to inquire about Gu Changqing's identity, but Yao Chen dealt with it casually.

Along the way, Mo Ya originally wanted to chat with Yao Chen more and inquire about the news about Wanhua City and Yao Chen.

Unexpectedly, Yao Chen simply closed his eyes and rested, ignoring him.

"This old fellow!"

Mo Ya was angry in his heart, but he did not show it. Instead, he led the way seriously.

The Black Emperor Sect is not like Wanhua City, which has fifth-level magical beasts as mounts.

But it is still possible to tame a few fourth-level monsters and use third-level monsters as a means of transportation.

The group flew towards the Black Emperor Sect in a mighty manner, and at the beginning they had a smooth journey.

But when they reached a dense forest with towering ancient trees, they were blocked by a figure that suddenly jumped out.

"Haha, Mr. Guardian, Young Master Mo Ya, how are you? How about I make a deal with you?"

The treasure-hunting old man rode a huge vulture, stood in front of Gu Changqing and others, looked at them and said with a smile.

"Old man, what do you want to do? Don't forget, this is the flying team of my Black Emperor Sect!"

Mo Ya was the first to step forward, looking gloomily at the treasure-stealing old man.

"Hey, don't be impatient, little kid. I have long stopped doing things like killing people and stealing treasures. I came here today to discuss a deal with the two of you."

The treasure-hunting old man chuckled.

"Not interested in!"

Mo Ya refused without even thinking.

Moreover, he didn't believe what the treasure-stealing old man said at all.

There is one thing that this old monster who has been a robbery cultivator says that is really weird.

As for Yao Chen, he ignored the treasure-stealing old man and treated him as nothing.

The treasure-stealing old man was not angry either. He smiled harmlessly and said:
"Old Guardian, little Mo Ya, you are carrying a treasure, and there are only so few of you. It may not be easy for you to return to the Black Emperor Sect safely."

"How about you give me a little favor and I'll escort you for a while?"

The treasure-stealing old man looked eagerly at Yao Chen and Mo Ya, his defenseless look showing his sincerity.

"Hmph, I won't bother you with this matter, Senior Duobao. My Black Emperor Sect's Dou Zong strongman has come to meet us and will arrive soon. If there is nothing else, please get out of the way, Senior Duobao."

Mo Ya said coldly.

"Haha, don't worry, little Moya. Since you are unwilling to make this deal, I will have no choice but to talk to this old guardian."

"Mr. Guardian, how about you trade the Dou Zong Dan in your hand to me, and I will follow you to destroy the Black Emperor Sect and obtain the Bodhi Transformation Saliva?"

"Don't worry, old sir. After the matter is completed, I only want the Dou Zong Dan, and I won't take anything else."

The treasure-stealing old man laughed, but what he said made Mo Ya and the others shocked and angry.

"Treasure Hunter, you..."

Mo Ya was angry and was about to speak.

"Noisy!"

The amiable treasure-hunting old man in the previous second suddenly had a cold expression, and his slightly fat body suddenly disappeared from the spot.

He reappeared the next second, holding a bloody head in his hand.

"Young Sect Master!"

"Young Sect Master!"

"Damn it, you bastard, you actually killed our Black Emperor Sect's Young Master!"

Everyone in the Black Emperor Sect was shocked, and then became angry.

Because what the treasure-stealing old man was holding in his hand was the head of Mo Ya, the young leader of their Black Emperor Sect.

Bang bang bang————

The treasure-hunting old man did not answer them, but attacked continuously, turning them all into a bloody mist.

"Haha, Mr. Guardian, all the people of the Black Emperor Sect are dead. Now there is no one to lead the way. How about you cooperate with me and I will lead the way for you?"

After killing all the people from the Black Emperor Sect with ease, the treasure-stealing old man returned to the vulture's back with a smile, looked at Yao Chen and asked.

"no need."

Yao Chen finally opened his eyes and glanced at him indifferently.

"Oh? Old sir, are you going back to Wanhua City, or are you going to continue to the Black Emperor Sect to complete the transaction with them?"

The treasure-stealing old man asked with a smile.

"This matter has nothing to do with you. If you have nothing to do, please move aside."

Yao Chen said calmly, and let the golden-winged Roc under his feet fly forward.

The treasure-stealing old man stared straight at Yao Chen, his eyes changing expression constantly.

However, just when the golden-winged Roc was about to hit the giant vulture, he moved out of the way.

Yao Chen didn't even look at the treasure-stealing old man, and rode the golden-winged Roc away quickly.

"This old guy is probably quite powerful!"

"Let the Brown Old Monster and his men test the waters first, then we'll talk about that."

The treasure-stealing old man stopped Yao Chen and his companions mainly to test Yao Chen's strength.

If Yao Chen is afraid of his strength, he will agree to cooperate with him.

Then he could take a risk and kill Yao Chen on the spot.

With his many years of experience in killing people and stealing treasures, as well as the various treasures in his hands, his chances of success are still very high.

If Yao Chen still acts like an expert, we will have to wait and see. Otherwise, it will be very troublesome if something unexpected happens.

It was obvious that Yao Chen was either very powerful and not afraid of him at all, or he was just a stupid old man.

In short, wait and see.

"What? Only the guardian of Wanhua City came here alone? Where are Mo Ya and others from the Black Emperor Sect?"

“No matter what, since this old fellow dares to go on the road alone, there is no reason for my Demon Flame Valley to let him go!”

The Brown Old Monster and others from the Demon Flame Valley were so bold that they ambushed Yao Chen on the road.

When Yao Chen flew to a thousand-foot-high peak, several mysterious figures wrapped in black robes suddenly burst out from the top of the mountain, using all possible means to kill towards Yao Chen and the Golden-Winged Roc.

boom!
The first to attack was the brown old monster who concealed his body and face.

He roared, formed seals with his hands, and vast brown-red fire-attributed fighting spirit burst out from his body.

Finally, it condensed into a huge brown and yellow centipede, biting towards Yao Chen and the golden-winged Roc with its fangs and claws.

"Humph, you dare to show off your poor fire control skills in front of me!"

Yao Chen snorted coldly and flicked his sleeves. The raging dark white flames transformed into a huge dark white python, which opened its terrifying mouth and swallowed the brown and yellow centipede.

"A white flame, is this a strange fire?!"

Seeing the dark white flames bursting out from the direction of Yao Chen and feeling the cold and heat in the dark white flames, the brown old monster under the black robe also changed his expression.

The martial art he practiced in the Demon Flame Valley was called the Flame Manipulation Technique.

It is an intermediate earth-level skill with fire attribute that collects various beast fires and fuses them into a new flame.

The power and temperature of this new flame can even reach a level comparable to that of strange fire.

Of course, strange fire is strange fire. No matter how magical the Flame Art is, it is impossible to cultivate a real new strange fire.

(End of this chapter)