742: C742 They Became Bald and Strong

C742 They Became Bald and Strong

Xuan Qingzi took out the talisman. Although it was a powerful attack, it was obviously more focused on its range. Last time, the talisman he encountered was a single-target talisman.

This meant that he had a greater chance of escaping from this.

Looking at the fire snakes that were gathering around him, Zhao Feng suddenly jumped up and jumped onto a wall further away.

He didn't need to fight against these things. It was a spell created by a charm anyway. It wouldn't take long before it was all gone.

If Xuan Qingzi saw this scene, he probably wouldn't be able to compare to his eyes even if he died. There were two reasons why he didn't fight back. One was because he didn't want to live anymore.

The second reason was because he believed in the talisman passed down by his ancestors. It was enough to kill Zhao Feng here.

To be honest, from a certain point of view, Xuan Qingzi had actually been tricked by his ancestors. After all, precious symbols would usually be left for his descendants.

Leaving things for the sect couldn't be said to be bad. But only relatively.

Under such circumstances, it gave Zhao Feng an opportunity to take advantage of.

He agilely dodged the attack of a fire snake. Not counting shuttling back and forth, his target was the land outside the world of flames.

In any case, the attack range of the talisman was just that big. In this situation, as long as he went out, no one could stop him.

However, it was not that easy. Although Xuan Qingzi's spell was a lot weaker in single-target attacks, the quality of the spell was still there. No matter how bad it was, it was still too weak.

To describe it accurately, Zhao Feng was currently living in a crevice.

Fire snakes emerged from the magma and pounced towards Zhao Feng. Under such circumstances, Zhao Feng couldn't even choose to dodge.

That was because once you dodged a fire snake, there would be ten of them. Twenty fire snakes would make you jump over.

On the ground that had turned into magma, there were over a thousand fire snakes arranged in a row. It was definitely a nightmare of trypophobia.

Zhao Feng naturally could not sit on such a thing. He could only let the fire snakes attack him.

This fire snake was completely transformed from spirit energy. The way it attacked was different from ordinary snakes.

It directly pounced on Zhao Feng, turned into a raging fire, and started to burn him.

When a snake pounced on Zhao Feng, he clenched his teeth tightly. Unlike the heavenly fire Xuan Qingzi used before, the temperature was low and the damage was high. It would be restrained by the black gas in his body.

This flame was the real temperature.

It could reach a thousand degrees Celsius. After all, these things were formed from the magma on the ground. Just how high would the temperature be?

This was also because Zhao Feng had spread the Vital Spirit all over his body and blocked the flames. Otherwise, he would probably have turned into ashes by now.

But even so, Zhao Feng felt like he was about to be roasted. He could even smell the fragrance of the roasted meat coming from his body.

Under such circumstances, Zhao Feng's speed increased by 30%.

Finally, before he was entangled by those fire snakes, Zhao Feng finally walked out of this place. His entire body was burning hot, and the magma and the fire snakes that had transformed into disappeared after a period of time.

Zhao Feng wanted to find Xuan Qingzi's storage ring, but it was a pity that he did not manage to find it. Thinking about it, he should have been burnt to ashes by the flames just now.

After searching for a long time and finding nothing, Zhao Feng sighed. It was a pity.

There was nothing to be gained by staying here. Zhao Feng could only leave. He found a house and put on a set of clothes that he could still wear.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to leave the Crimson Flame Immortal Sect with his current appearance. There was no other reason than his face.

He wasn't wearing anything right now. If anyone saw him, he would definitely be embarrassed. Then he'd really lose his face.2

After putting on a robe that did not suit him, Zhao Feng went to where Wei Ying and the others were hiding. He was careful along the way and did not let anyone find him.

Although Xuan Qingzi was already dead and the rest of the Crimson Flame Immortal Sect's people were no longer a threat to Zhao Feng, in this situation, it was better to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Zhao Feng did not want to make things difficult for the rest of the people. There were no grudges between the two sides. If it was not because Xuan Qingzi wanted to deal with him, Zhao Feng might still be in the secular world.

As soon as they entered the room where Wei Ying and the others were hiding, Zhao Feng didn't say anything and just closed the door. A burning sensation came from behind them.

Zhao Feng panicked. He quickly turned around and saw a few flames flying towards him. He quickly dodged to the side.

A minute later, Zhao Feng looked at the four women in front of him with a gloomy face. They couldn't hide the smile in their eyes.

"You guys are still smiling?"

Zhao Feng felt that he had been unlucky today. He had burned all his clothes during the battle with Xuan Qingzi, so he didn't say anything.

When he came back, his Taoist robe was burned by Wei Ying and the others.

Looking at the beggar's clothes that were all over his body, with only a few pieces of cloth left, Zhao Feng really did not know what to say.

Wei Ying curled her lips. "Who asked you to wear those people's clothes? I thought you were from the Crimson Flame Immortal Sect!"

Zhao Feng waved his hand. There was really nothing he could do about this matter.

The four of them were on guard. This was a good thing, and he could not blame them for anything.

"Alright, now that everything here is settled, let's hurry back to the secular world!"

The matters of Crimson Flame Immortal Sect had already been dealt with. Zhao Feng didn't intend to stay here any longer. In this situation, of course, he would return to the secular world.

Under Zhao Feng's lead, the few of them quietly left the Crimson Flame Immortal Sect and walked onto the small road.

For some reason, Zhao Feng felt that the four people following behind him seemed to be looking at him intentionally or unintentionally.

"Enough of you. It's enough to laugh at me for a while. Didn't you burn these clothes?"

Wu Ziqi smiled and said, "Who said we were laughing at your clothes? " We were laughing at your clothes.

Wu Ziqi was halfway through his sentence when Su Yinyue, who was at the side, covered her mouth. "We are not laughing anymore. We are not laughing anymore. Puchi."

After saying this, Su Yinyue herself could not help but laugh out loud.

Zhao Feng was a little puzzled, but he did not say anything.

They quietly left the Crimson Flame Immortal Sect. While they were resting by a small stream, Zhao Feng was about to draw water when he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Who was the bald man reflected in the river? Was there anyone behind him? But why did he look so familiar?

He raised his hand in confusion. The figure in the stream did the same thing. Zhao Feng touched his head with uncertainty. It was smooth.

"Hahaha!"

A burst of laughter came from behind him. The girls looked at him and were happy to see him. Among them, Wei Ying was the happiest.

After all, the two of them were close to each other to a certain extent. The others were more or less covered up, but in front of Zhao Feng, Wei Ying did not even need to cover up.

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