He didn't expect that he would see a woman in green here. She was only in her twenties, but unexpectedly, her cultivation was so powerful.

He himself has great strength and cultivation. He can see at a glance that there is a yin evil spirit here, and naturally he knows how difficult it is to clean up the yin evil spirit. He thought that the person who took action here would be an elderly senior, but he didn't expect that it would be such a woman.

He suppressed the ups and downs in his heart, curled the shock and surprise in his eyes, and looked at the flames that were flying through the wind and rain under his feet, his eyes flashed slightly.

If he read it correctly, it should be Tianhuo. Only Tianhuo has such ability to burn the evil spirit. Historically, most of the cultivators with natal Tianhuo were alchemists or weapon refiners. Which kind of woman would it be? Which kind would it be? Will she still have such strength and cultivation?

At the arrival of the person behind him, Feng Jiu just turned his head and glanced lightly, then landed his eyes on the willow tree.

The flames on the ground swept away and went toward the center of the willow tree. The ground burned by the flames, not to mention the rain, even the soil was charred and cracked, not to mention the roots hidden in the soil.

In the air, the unwilling roaring sound had become a little weak, but it was still persistent and asked over and over again: "Who are you? Who are you? Who are you? Who are you? Who are you..."

The middle-aged man behind him listened to the echoing voice and couldn't help but move his heart slightly. He looked at the woman in blue. Not to mention that she wanted to know, even he wanted to know who this woman was?

"It's because you're not lucky when you meet me." Feng Jiu said slowly, his voice cold and indifferent. As her voice fell, the flames on the ground had burned to the middle of the willow tree, climbing up along the willow tree.

A trace of hissing sound spread out with wisps of black smoke, and then rose into the air and then dissipated between heaven and earth. At the same time, the roaring sound gradually stopped.

Just when the willow tree was completely burned out, the originally gloomy sky containing the storm gradually dissipated and the dark clouds shrouded in it. The wind was weaker and the rain stopped. The blue sky and white clouds appeared after the wind and rain, and there was a rainbow spanning the ruined temple.

At this time, a ball of flame flew over with a small rectangular box and landed in front of her.

Feng Jiu raised his eyebrows and looked at it, and saw that the so-called rectangular tiny box was actually a small coffin of black god wood.

"So that's it." It turned out that there was the black divine wood that nourished the evil spirit. No wonder she dared to transform into a willow tree. If she hadn't happened to encounter this incident here today, no one could have stopped the evil spirit from taking shape.

As soon as she turned her hand, the small coffin of the black god wood fell into the flame. After a while, she could only smell the fragrance of the black god wood from the black god wood that spread out in the flames. In the end, even the ashes disappeared into the flames.

She turned around and glanced at the ruined temple.

I originally planned to burn the broken temple with flames after sheltering from the rain, but now the broken temple has been cleared out. It doesn’t matter whether the broken temple is burned or not.
Chapter completed!