Chapter 1105

"You dare!"

Not only the Bingling King roared, but the Young Master of the Snowman Clan, the Prince of Longhua, was furious and wanted to take action, but it was too late. Because no one expected Qing Wenting to take action suddenly.

Ye Chu and Bingling King fight. If someone snatches the golden peony at this moment, it will be a humiliation to them. So no one dares to take action forever. But he didn't expect Qing Wenting to do this.

King Bingling wanted to take action, but was blocked by Ye Chu: "Hahaha, your opponent is me, what are you calculating about with a woman?"

King Bingling was angry and didn't know that Ye Chu and Qing Wenting had planned it. But he had no choice but to fight with Ye Chu again.

Only Prince Longhua slapped his forehead hard. Ye Chu and Qing Wenting had a close relationship. He should have thought that she would take action to seize it. But he stood on the side of the magma and did not see Qing Wenting, thinking that only Ye Chu was the only one this time.

It was too late for them to stop it. Qing Wenting's power rolled up, rolling the golden peony and the rhizomes into her hands.

The golden peony fell into his hands, and Qing Wenting's hands were instantly stained with a layer of frost, and her slender fingers were swollen from the cold.

This changed Qing Wenting's face and she used artifacts to spread the golden peonies. At the same time, a butterfly that flew towards her was also involved.

"Leave the things!" someone roared and rushed towards Qing Wenting.

"Boom...boom..."

After the golden peony was taken away by Qing Wenting, the magma that had originally gushed out also broke out, and the height of the gushing was tens of feet. Some practitioners could not react and were directly involved in the magma.

In this volume, dozens of practitioners died of misfortune. This scared countless people and their figures retreated wildly.

The magma riots, spraying straight upwards, dancing wildly, dyeing the sky red, and it is red.

When Ye Chu and Bingling King fought, they saw the magma that was rushing up, and they were forced to dodge each other, avoiding the magma that was gushing up, and then they flew into the air and fought again.

"Leave the things!" The young master of the Snowman tribe roared and attacked Qing Wenting. He was extremely domineering. He was a terrifying strong man. Snowflakes flew and rushed towards Qing Wenting.

"Get out!" Qing Wenting was fearless and directly met with her fist, colliding with the force that was hit by the opponent. The powerful force rioted and made a loud thunder sound, and each took a few steps back. This made Qing Wenting look at the young master of the Snowman tribe in surprise. The opponent actually had the strength comparable to her, which surprised him.

The magma became more and more surging, and many practitioners were directly involved in the magma because they had no time to escape. This made countless people who wanted to attack Qing Wenting stopped.

"Butterfly! And a golden butterfly!"

Someone saw a golden butterfly flying out of the magma, and then they remembered that Qing Wenting just took away a golden butterfly and the other escaped.

Looking at the golden butterfly, many practitioners rushed forward. This was definitely a treasure. It was difficult to seize the golden peony from Qing Wenting's hands. But this golden butterfly was right in front of them and they could snatch it.

Even though the young master of the Snowman tribe watched this scene, he couldn't help but roll his hands towards the golden butterfly.

"This thing is mine!" Prince Longhua also took action, rolled towards the golden butterfly, and took action to be strong and domineering.

The strong men from other races also took action at the same time and rolled towards the golden butterfly.

Every move was extremely domineering, and everyone wanted to wrap the golden butterfly into their palms. Qing Wenting took this opportunity to jump and shoot in the distance, trying to avoid the siege of these people.

However, although many people were attracted by the golden butterflies, they could not let Qing Wenting escape, and the treasure would never be allowed to be taken away by him.

Many practitioners took action at the same time to block Qing Wenting. The power rioted out, and the artistic conception rushed out, which was extremely vast and had a cold murderous intent.

Qing Wenting took action, and her palm was blown out and landed on a person. The person was divided into pieces, and the blood rain drifted down, and was soon frozen into ice drops and fell into the red magma.

"Don't dare to deal with Ye Chu, do you think I will be weaker than him?"

Qing Wenting snorted coldly, looking at the group of people with a little contempt. When these people saw Ye Chu, they were like cats and mice, and they dared to jump to her side at this moment.

Qing Wenting took action one after another, and the force continued to shake out, each time it took away the life of a cultivator. Every time it was extremely fierce and powerful, causing some people who besieged Qing Wenting to change their faces, with a hint of horror.

When the young master of the Snowman tribe saw it, he snorted, turned his hands into claws, and grabbed Qing Wenting. Because many of the people Qing Wenting killed were Snowman tribes.

The young master of the Snowman tribe was strong and grabbed Qing Wenting's neck and rubbed her fair neck by her. Qing Wenting felt the storm of wind, which showed how strong the opponent's attack was.

Ye Chu and Bingling King fought, and the two fought to the extreme, and the world collapsed, and the force continued to rush.

Ye Chu looked at Qing Wenting in the siege, frowned slightly, looked at King Bingling, swept directly out, and shouted loudly: "Give you a gift!"

King Bingling blocked Ye Chu's kick with his powerful force, but was shocked by Ye Chu's kick and flew backwards. Following the power of this kick, he found that the golden butterfly was not far from him.

This made him use Ye Chu's kick to the extreme speed and roll towards the golden butterfly.

Prince Longhua also took action to snatch it, but was knocked back by King Bingling. He rolled his strength and tied the golden butterfly around him, and then used objects to pack it in it.

No one expected that such a change would be. Ye Chu actually helped King Bingling get a golden butterfly. Seeing the golden butterfly falling into King Bingling's hands, no one dared to take action easily.

Ye Chu took this opportunity and also flashed his figure and landed beside Qing Wenting, and punched directly at the young master of the Snowman tribe. His expression changed drastically, and his figure retreated wildly, avoiding Ye Chu's attack.

Ye Chu and Qing Wenting stood side by side, looking down on the heroes: "Young Master wants to see who dares to rob!"

Ye Chu's voice was extremely cold, which made Prince Longhua and others change their faces drastically. Prince Longhua knew very well that Qing Wenting's strength, and Ye Chu could really go against the will of heaven.

They couldn't help but look at King Bingling, who could only seize the golden peony by joining forces with them.

But King Bingling had no intention of taking action at this moment. He stood there, turned a blind eye to everyone's eyes, playing with the objects decorated with golden butterflies, with a calm expression.

"Who dares to fight?" Ye Chu yelled at everyone, his voice astonished as thunder. In the vast trembling, the world caused a sensation, and it really overwhelms the world.
Chapter completed!