With the blind box system in hand, the waste material counterattacks and becomes a genius in cultiva

"Canglong City, but it is very dangerous to pick up the Dao Fire. If you are not careful, you will be repelled by the Dao Fire and burned to ashes! You are born with seven colors, so there is no need to take risks!" Bai Hong advised.

At any time, risk is proportional to return.

Improving Dao Fire can greatly enhance combat power and can break through the realm.

But at the same time, we are also facing great dangers.

Normally, the fire of Tao is condensed through enlightenment.

Picking fruit from the Dao tree would directly consume the Dao fire.

If rejection occurs, the consequences will be disastrous.

"As sword cultivators, we should have an invincible heart and fear no danger!"

Afterwards, Bai Hong handed a roll of animal skin map to Xiao Chen and asked him to keep quiet and leave quietly.

Xiao Chen has helped Meng Qiuhan many times, and Bai Hong remembers it in his heart. Whenever he gets news about opportunities, he will think of Xiao Chen first.

Of course, by doing this, he would be leaking secrets and taking a huge risk. If he was discovered, he would be in big trouble.

Xiao Chen watched Bai Hong leave and secretly remembered this favor.

He unfolded the animal skin map and took a look.

The animal skin map was yellowish-brown in color, emitting a faint smell of monsters. It was covered with densely drawn black lines, with specific place names written on them, marking mountains and rivers, and several red dots representing the possible locations of the target.

"The map is very detailed. Deacon Bai is very thoughtful." Xiao Chen took a look and knew that Bai Hong had put in a lot of effort.

The map he provided was more detailed than most maps sold on the market and could save the pioneers a lot of trouble.

"Boy, I told you long ago that the most powerful Dao fire in the world is seven-colored. There is no such thing as ten colors." Qiongqi's voice sounded with a serious tone.

"I want to try."

"Everyone who has tried was burned to ashes. Do you also want to become ashes?" Qiongqi warned.

"Has anyone tried it?" Xiao Chen was surprised.

"Yes, once..."

Qiongqi told Xiao Chen some secrets from the ancient times. Time is long and vast, and there are countless geniuses. There will always be monsters who will raise the Dao Fire to seven colors and then want to advance.

But perhaps seven colors is the limit, and all those who try to pursue eight colors are burned to ashes.

"It's so dangerous!" Xiao Chen's heart was slightly shocked.

"Can we give up now?" Qiongqi asked.

It is good to pursue perfection, but don’t be too arrogant.

From ancient times to the present, so many talented monsters have failed to advance to the eighth level. How could Xiao Chen succeed?

Xiao Chen was silent and hesitated.

The news of Daohuo was right before his eyes, and he would feel uncomfortable if he didn't take it.

But chasing the eight colors is so dangerous!

what can we do about it?

Qiongqi didn't say anything and let Xiao Chen think.

He could only make suggestions, and the decision was in Xiao Chen's hands.

"Master Huang, I still want to give it a try." Finally, Xiao Chen made the decision.

"Let me tell your fortune for you!" Qiongqi stopped trying to persuade him, fearing that it would dampen Xiao Chen's resolve.

"Master Huang, can you do this?"

"Do not talk!"

Green mist surged, and Qiongqi appeared. He flicked his finger at Xiao Chen's eyebrows, and a ray of green light sank in.

Xiao Chen's eyebrows glowed, and red and black energies emerged.

The two auras were like hundreds of silk threads, intertwined and chaotic.

“It’s a mixed blessing!”

Qiongqi was very surprised. Red air means good luck and black air means bad luck. The result of his deduction is that there is good in bad luck and bad luck in good luck. Xiao Chen has a 50% chance of success.

This is an exaggeration.

When a seven-color being promoted to an eight-color being, he should have no chance of survival, but Xiao Chen has such a high chance of winning.

What kind of luck is this?

"Master Huang, how is it?" Xiao Chen asked. He couldn't see the condition between his eyebrows.

This time Qiongqi did not suppress him and told the truth.

50% chance of success.

After a little consideration, Xiao Chen decided to take a risk.

He immediately set off for Hidden Dragon City.

The Dao Tree is the most precious treasure of heaven and earth, and there must be many people who want to fight for it.

Many powerful kings will also appear. The Dao Fire is not fully formed before it becomes the strongest, and there is a chance to be promoted again, which is very attractive to the kings.

The strongest Dao Fire has completely solidified, so the Dao Tree is useless to them.

Soon, Xiao Chen left Green Maple City, stepped into the air, and shuttled through the sea of ​​clouds.

He was surrounded by purple light, like a meteor, streaking across the sky.

Feeling the lightning speed and listening to the whistling wind in his ears, he felt comfortable.

In his previous life, he could only occasionally fly on clouds and mist in his dreams, floating like an immortal, but now everything has come true.

In the minds of most people, he has become a "god" who can go to heaven and earth.

From time to time, giant birds and demonic creatures fly across the sky.

They are huge, like mountains, and when they flap their wings, they are like clouds hanging from the sky, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

The demonic light emanating from his body was so bright and dazzling that it seemed to burn the sky.

Several ferocious giant birds took advantage of Xiao Chen's low realm, glared at him, opened their mouths wide, and tried to swallow him, but were chopped into pieces by Xiao Chen's swords.

Strange blood and broken bones exploded in the void, floating everywhere, and the smell of blood was pungent.

The strange birds around were frightened and retreated, looking at Xiao Chen in fear. This young man was too cruel. Several such powerful bird monsters were killed in seconds!

Xiao Chen floated away, his journey smooth and unimpeded.

He carried a murderous aura, stained with the blood of exotic birds, like a pass that frightened the group of monsters.

The mountains and rivers are picturesque, and overlooking from the sky, the mountains and rivers are beautiful.

Xiao Chen was very fast and could reach the destination in less than half an hour, covering a distance of several hundred miles.

As they approached Canglong City, streaks of bright light appeared in the sky, representing the powerful people rushing to Canglong City.

The weakest among them are masters, and occasionally there are a few kings.

"It seems that the news of Dao Shu has leaked out, and countless powerful people will flock here." Xiao Chen frowned.

This is not a good phenomenon. There are only a few Dao trees, and so many people are vying for them. The competition will be cruel, and many people are bound to die. There may even be rivers of blood.

"I wonder if Xiao Lingtian and Huang Yelang will come?" Xiao Chen's eyes swept across the sky, where streaks of light were constantly streaking across the sky.

After searching for a while, they found no trace of the two men, but they did find another familiar figure wearing silver armor and looking very majestic.

He frowned slightly: "Xiao Zhenbei? Why is he here?"

Xiao Zhenbei had already reached the king realm ten years ago. Is he coming to Canglong City now to look for the Dao Fire?

Xiao Zhenbei is his biological father. Although they have severed their relationship, he still feels touched when he sees him again.

Back then, the predecessor treated Xiao Zhenbei like a god and obeyed whatever he said.

But when his previous incarnation's dantian was broken, Xiao Zhentian exiled him to a small town and he didn't visit him for several years.

Several times, Xiao Zhenbei passed by Xiongwu City, and his predecessor waited eagerly for him to come and see him, but in the end he never waited.

Xiao Zhenbei is not like a father, he is cold and heartless.

Before, his predecessor thought that Xiao Zhenbei was superior and invincible, but now, he was able to crush Xiao Zhenbei with all his strength.

In a short time, everything is different.

"Chen'er?" Xiao Zhenbei's expression changed slightly when he discovered Xiao Chen.

He is the Four-Colored Dao Fire. Upon learning that a Dao Tree has appeared in Canglong City, he wants to fight for the Dao Tree's fruit.

Unexpectedly, I met my eldest son here.

He had always wanted to talk to his eldest son and persuade him to return to the Zhenbei Palace. With Wen Haishan as his backer, there was still a chance for him to fight for the Daotian Holy Liquid and remove the curse.

With Xiao Chen's talent, he is capable of revitalizing the Zhenbei Palace!