"Pa! Ah——"
Red ripples rippled, and a group of people were blown away, with their feet in the air. Another person turned over neatly, and red ripples filled his back with murderous intent.
With a flutter, he was knocked to the ground, and a shadow appeared in front of his eyes.
Ji Changyue took a step back and said, "Fellow Taoist, there is no need to be so polite."
The corner of Sheng Wu's mouth twitched, ignoring the pain in his back, he stood up immediately and stuffed a healing pill into his mouth.
Full of spiritual energy, Sheng Wu exhaled before looking at the two male cultivators opposite.
"Fellow Taoist, you..."
Before he finished speaking, the red streaks swayed behind him again, with a murderous air. Sheng Wu turned his head, feeling horrified, and immediately wanted to activate the defensive weapon.
His waist suddenly relaxed, and the long sword came out of his body. Sheng Wu looked up in shock, and saw the cold sword energy condensed with frost, and the sword shadow was piercing.
The red ripples trembled slightly and split into pieces instantly, and the fragments of spiritual power fell gracefully and dissipated in the air.
Sheng Wu opened his mouth wide and rubbed his eyes.
Qin Yang threw the sword to him, "I'll lend you the sword, thank you."
Sheng Wu hurriedly caught the sword, shook his head and said, "No thank you, no thank you. It's you who I should thank, fellow Taoist."
They have been guarding here since they came in, and until now, if it weren't for him, they don't know how long they would have been in a stalemate with the red ripples.
Ji Changyue turned her head to look at Qin Yang, who had a dull expression. The momentum and attack power of this sword were not inferior to Shen Lanhua's, and his talent should be good.
Why was he the Nascent Soul when Shen Lanhua transformed into a god?
Everyone around him came to his senses and came over to thank him.
Only a female cultivator in green pointed forward in surprise, "There is fire grass here."
Fire grass? Everyone's attention was attracted. Ji Changyue raised her eyes and saw a clump of fire grass growing on the flint.
"It's really Huoyancao!" Someone was delighted.
Fireweed is extremely picky about its growth environment. It usually grows in magma flows and is rare in number.
Even a physical cultivator would lose half his life if he entered the magma flow, let alone an ordinary cultivator whose physical strength is lower than that of a physical cultivator.
Therefore, it is difficult to find fire grass outside.
Everyone rushed forward and dug up the fire grass on the ground.
Sheng Wu frowned, always feeling that something was wrong.
Suddenly, he shouted, "Come back quickly! That's not Huoyan grass!"
But it's too late. The bright fire grass turns into a stream of red pulp instantly when caught in the hand.
"My hand! My hand!"
The monks who touched the fire grass clasped their hands and wailed, their voices shrill, but their hands had turned into black withered bones.
Ji Changyue couldn't help but feel scared. Fortunately, she also felt strange and didn't go over it.
"Hee hee!" A child's voice echoed throughout the area, "You broke my barrier and still want to take my things. This is a lesson for you."
The monk who was in deathly pain retreated in horror, his fingers turned into withered claws.
Qin Yang raised his eyes, his gaze was like an arrow, "Conscious spiritual fire."
"Hey, you are quite knowledgeable." The child's voice came closer, "But it seems that you broke my barrier."
Its voice was strange and unpredictable, "Since you have broken my barrier, you will stay and be my boundary-keeping puppet."
The sky is like a star, and the blazing flames fall from the top of the head, seeming to devour everyone.
Qin Yang raised his eyebrows, the cold air overflowed, and a layer of ice appeared on the sky, protecting everyone under the ice.
He turned his head and looked at Sheng Wu. Sheng Wu was stunned for a moment and hurriedly untied the spirit sword.
"Fellow Taoist, catch it!"
The ordinary spirit sword flipped over in the palm of his hand, and the ice shattered under the attack of fire.
Qin Yang raised his hand, his sword moving like a rainbow.
"boom!"
Everyone saw only a shadow of a sword, snowflakes fell one after another, and the scorching energy in the Fire Spirit Realm seemed to dissipate.
Everyone was stunned, and so was the spirit fire.
"Hmph!" Linghuo reacted, "It's just a small sword power, look..."
Before he finished speaking, a blue flame burst out, "Little Fen Xin, your grandpa is here, get out of here!"
Sheng Wu was horrified, where did this spiritual fire come from?
Everyone also retreated quietly. One coming was enough, so why would another one come and not let the monk live?
"Jiuyou." There was an imperceptible tremor in the child's voice, and then it became strong again, "If you don't go to sleep, why are you coming to my territory!"
Jiuyinghuo chuckled, "I'm hungry."
!
Fen Xinhuo turned around and ran away.
The Nine Ghost Fire didn't give it a chance, and rushed forward fiercely. The space cracked, and a golden-red fireball fell out.
"Jiuyou, we are the same kind, you can't swallow me!"
Jiuyinghuo snorted, "You almost hurt my master. I just ate you. It's not a big deal."
Everyone:...
They've all been eaten, aren't they still big?
"Who is your master? Why don't I let him go?"
Fen Xinhuo vomited to death, but he just killed a few intruders, how could he offend the devil Jiuyou.
"It's too late." Jiuyou formed a huge mouth and bit into Fen Xin. "My master's young mind has been hurt. You have to compensate me."
Sheng Wu: Your master was injured, shall I compensate you? Are you sure it's not your own excuse?
Fen Xin was quickly swallowed into his belly. Jiuyou burped, twisted his body happily, and disappeared from the spot.
Burning Heart has been worrying about its territory for more than one day, and once attacked it while it was sleeping. The two have been feuding for a long time.
It was resolved smoothly and the great revenge was avenged. Jiuyou was very happy.
Sheng Wu looked at the monks present. He wanted to know whose spiritual fire this was, so domineering.
Qin Yang turned his head and glanced at the panic-stricken young man, Jiuyinghuo. Is this why Yuqin and the male cultivator of the Danyun Sect stopped him?
He was lucky, the Nine Ghost Fire disappeared for thousands of years, and when it appeared, it recognized him as its master.
It's just that the Nine Ghost Fire is the most precious treasure of Danyun Sect, and Danyun Sect will not give up.
After Fen Xin disappeared, the monks breathed a sigh of relief, but their faces fell again when they saw Hei's rubbing hands.
During the trip to the Fire Spirit Realm, not only did he get nothing, he was also injured.
Fortunately, myogenic pill can regenerate blood and flesh.
"Master master!"
Jiuyou, who disappeared after swallowing Burning Heart, called out.
"explain."
Jiuyou seemed to be asking for credit, "Master, I found some red stones in Fen Xin's cave, do you want them?"
Red stone? Ji Changyue's eyelashes trembled, "Yes."
"Hey, Master, wait for me for a while."
After a moment, Jiuyou came back with a groan, and got into Ji Changyue's sleeves when no one was paying attention.
With a heavy weight in his sleeve, Jiuyou said in a soft voice, "Master, I brought back all five red stones for you, and I didn't steal any of them."
There was no three hundred taels of silver here, but Ji Changyue did not reveal it and transferred the stone in his sleeve to the space.
The fire spirit energy, which was richer than the fire spirit realm, made her speculate.
Fire crystal.
Although rare, it is also common in the Fire Spirit Realm.
Qin Yang's eyebrows moved slightly at this time, and he looked at the young man beside him. The aura on this man's body just now was very familiar.
Ji Changyue didn't know that she was being suspected, so she said cheerfully, "Fellow Daoist Qin, where are we going?"
As soon as the words fell, there was a loud noise in the sky, and changes occurred instantly.
Sheng Wu collapsed, come again!
