There were still more than a hundred miles away from the Yin Yuan Sect, and a group of thousands of monks marched towards the Yin Yuan Sect in a mighty manner.
The leader, a middle-aged man, was wearing a fiery red robe, and he could faintly see the red firelight coming from the red robe. The firelight was extremely dazzling, and the radiating heat almost distorted the air.
Naturally, the thousands of monks in this group are all monks from the Flame Dance Kingdom. The leading middle-aged man is naturally none other than Master Yanwu.
His expression was extremely gloomy, and two flames could be seen flickering in the pupils of his eyes, emitting a light that no one dared to look at.
"Ancestor, then the Guangming Sect doesn't care?" an old man with a black beard behind Master Yanwu asked doubtfully.
"Guangming Sect, don't be anxious. Those small fish can't make a big fish out of the water. Let's get rid of this big fish first." Master Yanwu sighed. Although he spoke in an understatement, his heart was already full.
I feel a little anxious. Because when I think about the other party being able to kill Yiyan Mozi easily, I feel a little chilly in my heart.
Even if he wanted to kill the Flame Demon, he would have to go through a hard fight. What kind of strength did the opponent have? This couldn't help but make him feel uneasy.
Xuanmu was sitting cross-legged in the cave, his eyes suddenly opened and closed, with purple and green light shining in them, staring coldly into the distance.
At this moment, Master Yanwu suddenly felt a chill. This was the first time in his more than a hundred years of practicing fire magic that he had such a cold feeling in his heart. He felt that there was a huge spiritual consciousness in his heart.
The spiritual consciousness that swept across his body was so huge that it made him feel a little dazed.
His consciousness quickly collided with that consciousness, and in the blink of an eye, his expression changed extremely quickly, making him appear to be in agony.
The same goes for Xuanmu, who is sitting cross-legged in the cave. His expression is twisted, and a hint of a sinister smile emerges from the corner of his mouth. "What a master Yanwu. Although his spiritual consciousness is strong, his strength is not worth considering."
As soon as he said this, he grabbed a stone door in front of him with his right hand. The stone door was immediately opened by him, and he jumped up and flew towards the Yin Yuan Sect.
"Who is coming?" Xuanmu suddenly sent out a divine thought. This divine thought was so majestic that it came hundreds of miles away from the Yin Yuan Sect.
"Who are you?" Master Yanwu suddenly felt the domineering power of this divine thought, and quickly responded with a divine thought.
"Head of the Yin Yuan Sect, Xuan Mu." Just when Xuan Mu sent out this spiritual thought, the head of the Qi Po Sect and the old woman flew out of the cave at the same time, staring coldly at the southwest.
Old Poison asked: "Why did Master Yanwu come here?"
"You asked the wrong question. You should ask why he came here at this time?" Xuanmu smiled slightly, and he sat down cross-legged in the air.
"What Taoist Brother Xuanmu said is that he captured the Guangming Sect?" Old Poison speculated.
Xuanmu smiled slightly, as if he was deeply in Zen. He said calmly: "This person must have heard the news that Yan Mozi was killed, so he came here in such a hurry. This person must be anxious when he comes.
Restless, it seems like he just came to seek his own death."
"My analysis from fellow Taoist Xuanmu is that in my opinion, as long as fellow Taoist Xuanmu is here, no matter how the other party is cultivated, they are just seeking their own death." The old poisonous man actually showed an extremely humble and flattering look.
He smiled and flattered Xuanmu.
A red light and shadow in the distance was also gradually approaching, and Master Yanwu suddenly raised his hand at this moment. As the five fingers of his right hand slowly opened, a pair of hands with red light emitting from the whole body were slowly moving.
Dancing slowly, the red light emitted from the hand gradually became richer, and one could see that the entire palm of his hand slowly turned red.
At this time, the air around him changed almost in an instant. The air gradually turned red, exuding bursts of hot air. A flame suddenly burst out from the palm of his hand, and as the flame burst out, his body
The red air in front seemed to be suddenly ignited.
The flames all over the sky instantly submerged his body, and he saw a monk sitting cross-legged in the flames. This man was Master Yanwu, and hundreds of feet around him were covered by the sea of fire. The sea of fire continued to move towards
Spreading around, as the flames continued to spread, one could see red filaments quickly gathering in the direction of Master Yanwu.
At this time, Master Yanwu's eyes suddenly opened. A red light shot out from his eyes, and the red light rumbled straight towards Xuanmu.
Xuanmu stood up with a sneer, raised his right hand, and a bolt of lightning quickly condensed out. This lightning did not emit purple alone, but was mixed with a trace of silver light in the purple lightning. Although the silver
The light is not very intense, but its speed is faster than purple lightning.
I saw this lightning mixed with silver light, quickly blasting towards Master Yanwu.
When this bolt of lightning struck out, Master Yanwu's expression was solemn as never before. He said in great surprise: "This person? How can this person be an electric monk? Isn't he a wood monk?"
I saw his hands making a strange final seal. Following the final seal, a huge crimson flaming light symbol rushed out from the sea of fire. The flame light talisman rapidly surged, and finally turned into a ball that was hundreds of feet tall.
A tall flame light symbol appeared in mid-air.
That bolt of lightning struck right on top of this piece of flame light talisman. The lightning suddenly stopped and seemed completely motionless at this moment.
However, Master Yanwu's expression remained the same and he remained motionless. However, he saw streaks of red fire spirit power rapidly gathering into his body.
Seeing this, Xuanmu's pupils suddenly shrank, he gestured to the old poisonous man and the old woman behind him at the same time, and sent out a spiritual thought: "You and all the monks in the alliance are guarding the sect's formation.
Young Master, I will personally meet Master Yanwu."
His spiritual thoughts were introduced into the sea of consciousness of these two people. Both of them looked at Xuanmu with doubtful eyes. The old poison asked with a worried look: "Can you do it? I don't want to die because of you.
Under the hands of the monks from the Flame Dance Kingdom."
"Don't worry, I, Xuanmu, am here. They won't be able to do anything big."
The feeling became more intense, and another green light burst out from his body.
As the green light became more intense, the brilliance on its body flashed extremely dazzlingly. The body flashed rapidly and rushed towards the fire light.
"Come on, it just so happens that my fire element is restrained by your wood element. Since you are seeking your own death, I will help you." Master Yanwu's face was already ferocious, and he roared angrily.
.The whole body emitted a more intense firelight.
The flames continued to burn. However, Xuanmu stopped about ten feet away in front of the sea of fire. He looked at it with a rather indifferent expression, and pulled out a long stick that emitted red light from the storage ring with his left hand.
sword.
As soon as the sword was released, the red clouds between the sky and the earth quickly rolled. The rolling became more violent, as if they were shocked by an extremely powerful aura.
Xuanmu held the ancient sword tightly with both hands and stepped quickly towards the flame. After taking a hundred steps in a row, he was more than a hundred feet away. His body did not pause at all, but instead
It flies through the air more quickly.
After Master Yanwu saw this scene, his expression was a little distorted. The pupils in his eyes zoomed in and out several times. His body had already staggered in the air and retreated dozens of feet away.
"Are you planning to escape?"
Rolling.
"Escape? What a joke." Master Yanwu's expression was full of ridicule and disdain. However, everyone could see that his expression was so unnatural. He forced himself to laugh and said: "The fire element that I practice is just right.
If you don't control your stupidity, why can I run away?"
"Well, how about you all have a fierce battle?" Xuanmu said with a smile. He held the killing sword tightly with both hands and slashed at Master Yanwu with one strike.
The sword light was like blood and a rainbow, flashing in the air. Mixed with the strange power that broke everything, it approached a place more than ten feet above the head of Master Yanwu. When Master Yanwu saw this scene, his expression was strange and crazy. With his right hand, he
Grabbing it, an extremely strange fire feather fan appeared in his hand. The fan looked like a flame.
There is also a fiery red crystal inlaid in the center of the fire feather fan. There is also a flame totem inside the fiery red crystal, which seems to be sealed with a power. This power is extremely huge, and Xuanmu has been faintly aware of it.
The mysterious power here is terrifying.
He struck out even more quickly, holding the long sword tightly with both hands, and slashed down several times with the sword in succession. There was a flash of light and shadow, and a glow of blood soaring into the sky.
Master Yanwu's speed was not slow at all. Almost in the blink of an eye, the fire feather fan in his hand was thrown into the air, and a ray of flame rushed out from his feather fan. This blaze of flame was not an ordinary red.
, but with a vermilion color.
Xuanmu didn't know that there was a drop of Phoenix blood contained in the Fire Feather Fan, but he could still detect the strange aura of that power.
He suddenly raised the killing sword and blocked it in front of him, holding the vermilion flame horizontally in front of him. However, he saw his body gradually twisting and changing. There were cracks on his body,
It's like being cracked.
This feeling made Xuanmu once again experience the feeling that his physical body was about to collapse. Last time, his cultivation level was too low, and his physical body was shattered almost in an instant. At this time, the pain of his skin slowly cracking was as intense as the intense pain.
The sun burns the heart.
"It's not that easy to kill me Xuanmu...!" Xuanmu roared suddenly and slashed with his sword again. As he slashed with the sword, the flames around his body dissipated inch by inch in the air.
.He threw the Killing Sword suddenly towards Master Yanwu, and the red light of the Killing Sword flashed through the air.