Nie Yuanzhou looked solemn and nodded lightly: "Elder Zhong, Haotian is also my direct disciple. I will never sit back and watch him being plotted. His revenge must be paid with blood!"
Having said this, he paused for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Elder Lin, you set off immediately, go to the Wanhong Cave to meet Elder Sun, and join forces to intercept the people in Qianyuan Mountain and ask them to hand over the murderer of Haotian!"
Elder Lin whispered: "Sect Master, if this happens, will there be a war with Qianyuan Mountain?"
"Hmph! Let's fight. Qianyuan Mountain doesn't even have a monk who has reached the perfect realm of Yuan Dan. How can we start a war with our Holy Heaven Sect!" Zhong Qiankun didn't wait for Nie Yuanzhou to speak, and snorted coldly, full of arrogance.
Nie Yuanzhou also said in a deep voice: "If Qianyuan Mountain doesn't hand over the murderer, then let's start a war!"
"As you command!"
Elder Lin agreed loudly, turned around and walked towards the outside of the Burning Soul Hall.
In the secret realm of Ten Thousand Red Cave, Jiang Tian was still sitting in front of the wall full of sword marks, carefully observing every sword mark on it, and integrating the sword intention contained in it into Xuanyuan Gengxin's sword energy.
After each sword intention is integrated into Xuanyuan Gengxin's sword energy, this sword energy will become more concentrated and sharper, until finally, after the sharpness reaches the extreme, it suddenly appears that the sharpness has been reduced, and it looks like It's just a silver light wandering in the Dantian, and it doesn't seem to be anything powerful.
But Jiang Tian knew in his heart that if this sword energy was released, even the early Yuan Dan monks would definitely not be able to resist it.
After the last sword intention was completely integrated into Xuanyuan Gengxin's sword energy, Jiang Tian slowly opened his eyes.
Click!
Only a soft sound was heard, and a long crack suddenly appeared on the wall covered with sword marks, followed by countless small cracks, and finally the wall collapsed silently in front of Jiang Tian.
Jiang Tian stood up slowly and whispered: "I really don't know what kind of cultivation the senior who lived here had. The sword intention he left behind, even if there is only a little bit left, I have benefited a lot!"
"Haha! It's just a sword intention left by a Yuanshen Realm monk. If you have a chance to see the sword intention of a Void Refining Realm monk, with your current cultivation level, you will be instantly killed by the sword intention if you just take a look at it!" The emperor smiled slightly. From his perspective, there was nothing in Tianxing Pavilion that could penetrate his eyes.
boom!
At this time, a loud noise suddenly came from the distance, and the entire valley seemed to shake suddenly.
"Li Qingcheng!"
There was a strange color in Jiang Tian's eyes. The place where the loud noise came seemed to be the direction Li Qingcheng went to explore.
He dodged, jumped directly from the second floor, and flew away following the sound.
"Hand over the treasure in your hand, or crush the talisman and leave here, it's your choice!" Jiang Tian heard the evil, arrogant and arrogant voice of a young man from a distance.
"Dream, even if I lose the opportunity to continue exploring, I will never give the treasure to you!" Li Qingcheng snorted coldly and did not give in.
"You are stalling for time. Could it be that there are still your fellow students here?" The young man laughed wildly and said proudly: "It's great that you summoned your fellow disciples to come to help in the battle. I can even connect the wounds on your fellow disciples." I'm looking forward to snatching away the opportunity together, or sending you both out of the Cave of Ten Thousand Reds, and I hope he can appear soon!"
Li Qingcheng snorted coldly: "His strength is superior to yours, and you are definitely no match for him!"
The young man laughed wildly and said, "I want to know who makes you so confident. Even Chu Xingze doesn't dare to be so arrogant in front of me!"
Jiang Tian passed through a field of flowers and rushed to Li Qingcheng, whispering: "Miss Li, are you okay?"
"It's okay, Mr. Jiang, you have to be careful, he is very strong!" Li Qingcheng shook his head gently, but reminded Jiang Tian to act with caution.
However, Jiang Tian found that her face was pale. Her skin was originally as white as snow and as cold as frost, but now she looked like there was no trace of blood at all.
"You two, don't want to be friends with each other anymore. Do you think I'm nothing?" The young man in black robe standing opposite, carrying a long knife on his shoulder, looked like a prodigal son, and looked at Jiang Tian and Li impatiently. Qingcheng roared.
Jiang Tian turned to look at the young man in black robes. This guy had a handsome appearance, but his eyes were full of ferocity and madness, and his whole body was filled with a violent aura.
"He is the savior you found? But he only has innate initial strength. He can't even withstand my sword!" The young man in black robe shook his head gently, completely dismissive of Jiang Tian's strength.
"So what if I blocked your blow?" Jiang Tian stretched out his hand to stop Li Qingcheng who was about to speak, and smiled confidently at the black-robed young man.
The young man in black robe looked at Jiang Tian carefully, and laughed wildly: "I originally thought that I, Ding Rui, was crazy enough, but I didn't expect that I would meet someone even crazier than me. As long as you can block my sword, I’ll let you two leave!”
"Stop talking nonsense and make a move!" Jiang Tian stretched out his hand and took Li Qingcheng behind him, then held the Qinghong Sword tightly and placed it in front of him, calm and confident.
"Ding Rui, you are Black Demon Mountain, Little Demon Lord Ding Rui!"
At this moment, Li Qingcheng, who was standing behind Jiang Tian, let out a low cry.
Ding Rui laughed wildly: "You actually know my name?"
"What is the Black Magic Mountain?" Jiang Tian turned his head and looked at Li Qingcheng in confusion.
Li Qingcheng whispered: "Black Devil Mountain is said to be a branch of the Devil Sect passed down from ancient times. The strong people in Black Devil Mountain are called Devil Lords. Our Qiankun Pavilion has records. It is said that Ding Rui is moody, but extremely powerful, so He is called the Little Demon Lord by the disciples of Black Devil Mountain!"
"Little Demon Lord, what a loud tone!"
Jiang Tian smiled and shook his head. Not to mention that Ding Rui was only a late-stage Xiantian monk. Even if Ding Rui had the strength of the early-stage Yuan Dan, he would still dare to fight him.
"How dare you look down on me, the Black Devil Mountain monk, take the move!" Ding Rui's eyes were filled with anger, he clenched the long knife with both hands, rose into the air, and slashed towards Jiang Tian, using the Black Dragon Slash, the secret technique of Black Devil Mountain.
boom!
The mighty black flames surged out from Ding Rui's dantian, submerged into the long knife, and finally turned into a hurricane, blasting towards the river and sky.
In the hurricane, black flames continued to surge, and a black angry dragon suddenly rushed out of the hurricane, raised its huge dragon claw, and pressed it down towards the river from the air.
This claw will turn Jiang Tian and Li Qingcheng into powder.
"Awesome, this Black Devil Mountain disciple really has some strength!"
Jiang Tian's eyes ignited with fierce fighting spirit, he raised his Qinghong Sword, jumped up, and rushed towards the suddenly falling dragon claw.
The brilliant flaming sun suddenly bloomed from the Qinghong Sword, constantly annihilating the black flames on the dragon's body, and in the blink of an eye, it collided with the ferocious and terrifying dragon claws.
