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Chapter 1215 Flame Mark

Half of those who wanted to kill Mu Qianyu were swallowed up by the three-color flames in an instant. The other half ran fast and turned into streams of light and disappeared into the secret realm.

Mu Qianyu raised the corners of his lips, turned to look at the elders of Wuji Holy Land, and tilted his head at them.

Several people felt that their blood was running cold. Yuan Zhong was already extremely difficult to deal with, let alone Mu Qianyu who now possessed the three-color Golden Crow Essence Fire.

However, Mu Qianyu did not pay attention to them. Instead, he drew a mark in the air with flames and raised his hand to shoot the flame mark into the sky.

This is a flame that can harm the soul. It can burn the soul imprint left by the Holy Lord Wuji in the secret realm and cut off his control over the secret realm in a short time.

During this period, what happens in the secret realm is no longer perceptible to the outside world.

Sure enough, when this mark was cast, the light in the entire secret realm dimmed, and the whole body shook for a moment. The jade tokens worn by everyone that could be transmitted at any time dimmed, as if they had lost their connection with the secret realm.

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At this moment, everyone who is still in the secret realm is trapped here by Mu Qianyu and cannot get out at all.

As the three-color essence fire circulated in her body, the marks on Mu Qianyu's body were burned cleanly, and there was no more light reaching the sky above her head.

The four elders looked horrified: "Mu Qianyu, what are you doing? This is the magic weapon of my holy land. Are you risking your life if you dare to act rashly?"

"I wonder if you guys have got your priorities wrong. I should be the one threatening you now." Mu Qianyu crossed his arms and calmly said, "Either surrender now and accompany your Holy Son, or I will send you to see the King of Hell."

"You..." Several people were angry.

When had their dignified elders from the Wuji Holy Land, powerful men at the seventh level of the Heavenly Realm ever been intimidated and threatened like this?

"Don't agree?" Mu Qianyu raised his eyebrows slightly.

"We surrender!" The four of them lowered their heads almost in unison. How could they be willing to die if they had finally reached such a level of cultivation?

"Recognize the situation." Mu Qianyu waved his hand and took the person into Fengtian Hall.

Ji Tianming quietly approached Mu Qianyu and whispered: "Master, what else should we do now?"

"Wait for some fat rabbits and then do something big." Mu Qianyu stood on another peak and looked toward the east with a faint gaze.

In addition to the east, people from other directions also heard the sound and rushed here. When they saw Mu Qianyu standing here arrogantly, they all looked at each other, wondering whether they should take action.

These people did not see Mu Qianyu's three-color flames, and did not know what methods she had, but just looking at her back, they felt captured by the aura and instinctively sensed danger.

"Everyone, if you don't take action now, you will have no chance." Mu Qianyu turned around and looked at everyone, raising his eyebrows slightly.

The people present saw the raised corners of their eyes and all took a step back, wondering if this was the aura of an emperor? He was obviously not very powerful, but why was his aura so terrifying?

So people communicated with their eyes, and in the end they unanimously did not choose to take action. Those high-level immortal sects and top-level immortal sects were either absent or arrested. Most of them were casual cultivators, and their strength was not that strong.

At this time, it’s better to look at the situation and adjust to the wind. Don’t go against the wind.

Seeing that they didn't take action, Mu Qianyu didn't make things difficult for them. He yawned and sat down cross-legged. At this time, the sun was setting in the west. If he counted the time and they were fast enough, Xingye would probably be able to arrive.

When Ji Tianming came back from hunting a deer, Mu Qianyu sat by the fire and roasted it until it was shiny and golden, which made people very appetizing just looking at it.

The onlookers at the foot of the mountain came and went, but more and more people gathered, because at this time everyone felt that the strange fire had probably been taken away, so it was better to stay and watch the fun.

After all, this is a game between two former enemies, the only emperor in the world and the most powerful saint son in the world, and they still really want to know the final winner or loser.

When the stars filled the sky, Liao Tianyuan, who realized that he had been transferred away from the mountain, and the disciples from the three top immortal sects around him finally rushed back. However, what they saw was the flattened mountain belly and the huge rocks on the other side of the mountain.

Mu Qianyu is eating meat.

Mu Qianyu's red clothes turned into a more vivid color against the flames. Her whole person was like a bright lamp between heaven and earth, which could always be seen by people at a glance.

"It's you, Yue Chen was transformed by you!" Liao Tianyuan saw Mu Qianyu and asked this sentence almost through gritted teeth.

He was actually deceived by this woman again! He couldn't swallow this breath.

Mu Qianyu nodded: "I arrested the person from Haoyue Palace a few days ago. I just asked her name casually. It was not difficult to transform."

Liao Tianyuan thought about the woman who was crying so much that her nose was filled with tears, and her teeth almost broke. She could still pretend like this. She really underestimated him.

"Where is Holy Son Wuji?" Another disciple of the top immortal sect asked loudly. He was on good terms with Holy Son Wuji, but he had a premonition that Holy Son Wuji was in trouble now.

"Who are you? Making a lot of noise really ruins people's interest in eating." Mu Qianyu frowned slightly, with a very unhappy expression.

"I am Cheng Yuan, the chief disciple of Wuliang Palace. Please answer quickly. Where is the Holy Son?" This man had a bad temper at first glance. After asking once and getting no response, he became even more irritable.

"Wuliang Palace?" Mu Qianyu remembered that this was the number one immortal sect under the Holy Land. Gradually, a kind smile appeared on her face: "It turns out to be the chief disciple, disrespectful."

"As long as you know, tell me quickly." Seeing Mu Qianyu's change of expression, the man became even more arrogant.

"If you are really worried about being caught by me, can you be his companion?" Mu Qianyu invited sincerely.

"You are looking for death." Chengyuan flew up in green clothes. At the same time, there were four other disciples of Wuliang Palace, and the weapons in their hands were floating dust.

A few people waved Fuchen, and suddenly a stream of green energy rushed towards Mu Qianyu. Soft weapons were the most difficult to guard against, and they could easily be injured if they were not careful.

"I haven't finished eating yet." Mu Qianyu stuffed the deer meat into Ji Tianming's hands displeasedly, and also flew into the sky, pushing his arms forward.

The terrifying three-color golden crow essence fire raging from Mu Qianyu's back, burning more and more intensely. In the blink of an eye, it was overwhelming, and the endless fire surged towards several people, as if it was going to devour them all in the next moment.

"Golden Crow Essence Fire, or three-color flame!"

Everyone onlookers could feel the shocking heat even though they were hundreds of miles away. For a moment, their eyes and mouths opened wide. At the same time, they were extremely glad that they had not taken action against Mu Qianyu just now.

Chengyuan and others who were in the center of the fire also suddenly changed their expressions. Liao Tianyuan didn't want others to covet Mu Qianyu, so he didn't reveal her true identity. No one knew that she originally had two clusters of flames on her body, and that she had withdrawn.

The weapon of fire is on his body.

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