As soon as the word "life" was spoken, Tianlong took action. Balls of blood mist flew from all directions and converged into his blood blade. The valley was instantly filled with the smell of blood.
"It's a small trick." Yan Mingxiu unfolded the Autumn Wind Sorrow Painting Fan in his hand and quietly waited for the blood mist to gradually gather here, his expression not changing at all.
"You overestimate your capabilities! Go to hell!" Yan Mingxiu's calmness completely angered Tianlong. His "bloodthirsty demonic energy" is so terrifying. No one in this world can be calm and composed. Why should a mere golden elixir stage monk? So arrogant!
Before all the blood mist gathered, Tianlong raised his blood blade and stabbed Yan Mingxiu. The bloody blade passed across Yan Mingxiu's face, just an inch away from the target, but Yan Mingxiu easily dodged it.
Tianlong was furious, and his attack was so fast that it was impossible for a person in the Golden Core realm to avoid it, unless the man in front of him was hiding his true cultivation level.
"The leader of the undead is nothing more than that. It's my turn to take action." Yan Mingxiu turned his wrist lightly, and the fan turned around. No matter how he acted, the branches and leaves around him started to move automatically without any wind, and then Tianlong was swept by a wave of force. A heat wave came from nowhere.
The heat wave is invisible and silent, scorching people's "body, body and soul". Those who are hit by it will suffer triple damage. It is simply worse than death. The world calls it "hell fire".
"What kind of magic weapon is this? It can actually summon the fire of hell!" Tianlong asked in horror. He had never seen such a weird move before, and he didn't know what the magic weapon Yan Mingxiu used was.
The magic weapon Blood Blade used by Tianlong was also of the fire attribute, so he knew that this invisible fire was the "hell fire" that was terrifying and cruel.
As the heat wave gradually baptized his body, his whole body and even his internal organs were as hot as fire, and his body felt as if it was about to explode. It was unbearable. He was gradually dried by the heat wave from the inside out.
Yan Mingxiu curled his lips helplessly. In fact, he didn't want to use this move, but the situation forced him to fight quickly. Since Tianlong cannot escape death, let him die clearly.
"My cultivation level is indeed not high, and I rely on this folding fan to save my life." Yan Mingxiu curved his lips and said humbly, then unfolded the fan and handed it to Tianlong who was kneeling on the ground and wailing.
"Qiu...Autumn Wind Sad Painting Fan! You are a man with a thousand faces! Hahaha..."
The desperate laughter echoed in the valley. At this time, Tianlong's intestines were filled with regret. He cursed that he was an idiot for challenging the "Man with a Thousand Faces". He deserved it. He, the ghost spirit Tianlong, gave his life to Yan Mingxiu. admit!
Between two breaths, the sad laughter stopped abruptly, and Tianlong was burned up by the "fire of hell" and turned into a handful of dust, which was dispersed by the wind...
"What kind of ghostly dragon is this? The Huanmie Sect is nothing more than that!" Yan Mingxiu smiled scornfully and was no longer so worried about Yan Wugui being one against two.
Yan Mingxiu put away the folding fan in his hand and was about to leave Yukong when he saw a man and woman in blue coming from Yukong and blocking Yan Mingxiu's way.
"Do you think this is a ghostly dragon?" Shen Qingxi asked anxiously, pointing to the cloud of dust flying in the air, frowning with a complicated expression, and clenched her jade hands into fists, showing no trace of blood.
"It's over, it's all over." Wang Yuanting saw it in his eyes and strode forward to hold Shen Qingxi's hand, letting her feel his warmth and telling her that she had never been alone in these years.
Wang Yuanting knew that Shen Qingxi had been working harder these years than it looked. Even though she looked carefree all day long, in fact, she had secretly hidden all her worries.
It was uncomfortable to have one person bear the blood feud of the Shen family. Wang Yuanting felt distressed and helpless, so he could only continue to improve his cultivation and try his best to protect her safety.
"I'm fine." Shen Qingxi's expression softened slightly, her cold hands felt a little warm, and her clenched fists loosened slightly, and she finally recovered.
Now that Tianlong is dead and the Shen family's great revenge has been avenged, the first thing Shen Qingxi should do is to thank Yan Mingxiu. If he hadn't acted recklessly, she would have been unable to kill him with her cultivation.
"Today the great revenge of the Shen family has been avenged, I, Shen Qingxi, kneel down to thank Senior Yan." Shen Qingxi bent her knees and knelt down, and Wang Yuanting also knelt down beside Shen Qingxi.
This made Yan Mingxiu feel quite embarrassed, and he hurriedly helped the two of them up. It was a coincidence that he met Tianlong, and the ruthless action was forced by the situation.
"I'm sorry, Brother Wang and I are old friends. It seems that this idiot was unlucky enough to meet me..." Yan Mingxiu said as he helped the two of them up. Just as he was about to elaborate on his experience, he was interrupted by a smoke signal. break.
Wang Yuanting saw at a glance that it was a signal from the Cangxu Sect, and looked directly at Yan Mingxiu, waiting for Yan Mingxiu's explanation: "It's a signal from Nian Xin. Sect Leader Yan has found it. Let's talk as we walk!"
"Okay." Wang Yuanting, Wu Shen and Qingxi agreed in unison. They trusted Yan Mingxiu very much and there was no need to hesitate at all.
The three of them were talking about Tianlong's "stupid thing" just now, while Yukong rushed in the direction of the signal. After a cup of tea, they arrived at a dangerous peak and cliff, but there was no sign of anyone.
The three people flew down from the air and looked around carefully. They found that the rocks here were damaged and stained with blood. It was obvious that a fierce fight had taken place.
"As long as the sect leader is here, nothing will happen to them!" Shen Qingxi subconsciously felt that Yan Wugui was invincible. He was the lifeblood of the Yan Yue Sect and nothing could happen to him.
Wang Yuanting remained silent, Mo Huaiyang was not a bad person, but I don't know what he came here for in colluding with the Huanmie Sect? If you want to seize the "Secret Book of Heaven·Human Scroll", you should go to Ji Beichen and Wei Yousi instead of getting involved with Yan Wugui who is not easy to mess with.
Just in case, Yan Wugui had the two of them memorize the rubbings and then burned them. Now only Ji Beichen and Wei Yousi in the whole sect have practiced. Logically speaking, they should be the ones to do it. Could it be that Yan Zong is the master? Is there another volume of "Heavenly Book" in it?
"Impossible." Wang Yuanting shook his head heavily. If there really was another "Book of Heaven" in the world, how could Yan Wugui conceal it? The Huanmie Sect must have other plans.
Yan Mingxiu opened his consciousness and searched everywhere around him, never letting go of any sound, and finally found traces of Yan Wugui near the cave.
"Sect Master Yan is in the Lieyan Cave." Yan Mingxiu threw the Autumn Wind Sorrow Painting Fan in his hand into the air and prepared to search for it from the sky, but Wang Yuanting grabbed his arm.
"Brother Yan is a disciple of the Cangxu sect after all. Don't wade through this muddy water again." Wang Yuanting said that he didn't want Yan Mingxiu to get involved anymore. In fact, it was for Yan Mingxiu's sake, but he underestimated Yan Mingxiu's affection for them.
"Yan Yuezong has you and Brother Ji here, so I won't leave. Don't worry, Chief Lu knows that I'm here." Yan Mingxiu curved his lips and smiled wantonly. He pulled Wang Yuanting onto the fairy fan and gave it to him. Shen Qingxi also gave her a look, signaling her to come over quickly.
"But the sect leader will not agree." Wang Yuanting knew that Yan Wugui was unwilling to let outsiders interfere. If he saw Yan Mingxiu accompanying them, he would definitely blame them.
Shen Qingxi twisted her waist and jumped onto Yan Mingxiu's fairy treasure fan. She pulled Wang Yuanting's sleeves and consoled him: "One more person and more helpers. Senior brother, don't say more. It's more important to meet up with the sect leader."
Since Shen Qingxi also jumped up, Wang Yuanting couldn't say anything else. In fact, he also knew that Yan Mingxiu's magical weapon could control the air several times faster than their spiritual weapon.
In the time it took the three of them and half a cup of tea, they arrived at the Fiery Cave in the deepest part of the Trial Valley. This place was completely opposite to the cold pool in Yan Yue Valley. Intruded by ground fire all day long, it is hot in summer all year round. The deeper you go, the hotter the cave becomes, making it hard to breathe.
Why did the sect leader come here?
The doubts in Wang Yuanting's heart became even more intense, and his steps became much faster. He did not forget to hold up a metal defensive cover to shield Shen Qingxi from the scorching heat of the ground fire.
"Elder brother, please take this water-condensing pill. It will relieve the burning sensation in your body." Shen Qingxi's voice was low and hoarse, which sounded like it was caused by the heat. Wang Yuanting felt that Shen Qingxi needed this pill more than he did.
"You and I are already married, why are we still called senior brother? I'll punish you to eat it for me!" Wang Yuanting said nonsense seriously, grabbed the elixir in his hand, and quickly stuffed it into Shen Qingxi's mouth.
"Sir... what are you doing? I have a lot of them here." Shen Qingxi lowered her head shyly, stuffed the small porcelain bottle in her hand into Wang Yuanting's arms, and hurriedly hid behind them.
This water-condensing pill is not a rare thing. Wang Yuanting obviously did it on purpose just now. Who told the lady in front of him to call him "elder brother"? He seemed to have mentioned it by calling him so warmly. It just happened to be an opportunity.
"Brother Yan, go ahead." Wang Yuanting casually threw one to Yan Mingxiu beside him, and then swallowed one himself, and instantly felt that the heat in his body was relieved a lot.
Yan Mingxiu took a water-condensing pill and put it into his mouth, and he did not forget to joke: "Brother Wang is pretty good. He is really self-taught in that area. He is much better than my brother Ji."
"Brother Yan, please stop teasing me. Why do you think the sect leader came to this Flame Cave?" Wang Yuanting just looked around and found that the terrain of the Flame Cave was complicated and the cave passages were narrow and winding, which was not conducive to a duel, but it was a good place for defense and avoidance. But this is very inconsistent with Yan Wugui's straightforward style.
Yan Mingxiu did not answer Wang Yuanting immediately, but used his spiritual sense to detect Yan Wugui's traces. After accurately sensing Yan Wugui, he spoke leisurely: "Sect Leader Yan and Elder Luan did lead the four of them into the cave, and It is still moving deeper into the flame cave."
"You mean there are four people on the opposite side? Not two?" Wang Yuanting became alert, the black iron fan in his hand lit up the Netherworld Fire, and he was ready to rush over to support at any time.
Yan Mingxiu nodded with certainty. He had just sensed the existence of six people, two of whom were Yan Wugui and Luan Wushuang, and the remaining four were two in the Mahayana stage and two in the Nascent Soul stage. They were not far away from Yan Wugui this time, so his spiritual perception was unmistakable.
The three of them all realized the seriousness of today's matter, and tacitly increased their pace and rushed towards the depths of the Flame Cave. When the three of them vaguely saw Yan Wugui and his party, Yan Mingxiu obviously slowed down.
Yan Mingxiu deliberately slowed down his pace. Wang Yuanting thought that Yan Mingxiu had changed his mind, so he hurriedly came over and said, "Brother Yan can catch up here, I, Wang, am extremely grateful. You..."
"What are you thinking, kid!" Yan Mingxiu punched Wang Yuanting. Wang Yuanting's words made him angry. He had encountered a more dangerous situation more than ten years ago, so what does this mean today?
Immediately, Yan Mingxiu said firmly and as if he was dead: "Let me tell you the truth, that bastard Huan Qianqiu is right there. Do you think I have a reason to leave?"
Wang Yuanting will not be able to deal with it this time. He is aware of the grudge between Yan Mingxiu and Huan Qianqiu, but he feels that there is no need to confront each other head-on now and that he needs to think about it in the long term.
The unusual behavior of the two people quickly attracted Shen Qingxi's attention. Only then did she notice that they were not following them, so she stopped and walked back towards them.
Yan Mingxiu didn't want Shen Qingxi to hear, so he had to lower his voice quickly and said: "Listen carefully, there are two Mahayana monks and two Nascent Soul monks opposite. The decision is extremely dangerous. Are you sure you want to take her with you?"
"I..." Wang Yuanting just thought, "I can protect her," but then he thought about it, how could he protect her as a person who had just entered the Nascent Soul stage?
"What's wrong with you? Do you have any plans?" Shen Qingxi had returned, anxiously asking why the two of them stopped suddenly.
"Qingxi, I have discussed with Brother Yan. The disciples don't know the situation here yet, so..." Wang Yuanting said it very tactfully, with a very embarrassed look on his face.
