Although he felt disgusting, Miao Yi finally helped get the remaining four cripples away.

When he came to the cave of the owner of the village, Miao Yi threw the four of them away, and when he turned around, he found that Yan Beihong was looking at him with a deep frown, his eyes flickering, and he didn't know what Lu Dao was thinking.

Miao Yi is not a fool, he has long felt that something is wrong with Yan Beihong, and he has been troubled by this matter, and at this time, seeing Yan Beihong's unpredictable eyes, he couldn't help but secretly doubt in his heart.

"Brother, I tried it just now, I cast a spell to dissolve the yin and evil qi in their bodies very slowly, and when I dissolve the yin and evil qi in their bodies, people are afraid that they are already dead and can no longer be used, so I want my brother to help me again!" Yan Beihong said in a deep and slow tone.

Miao Yihu said suspiciously: "What do you want to use them for?"

Yan Beihong shook his head and said: "Brother doesn't need to ask more, there are some things that are inconvenient to tell you now, just help me rescue them first!"

Miao Yi hesitated for a moment, seeing that the frozen few people were already missing limbs, and he was relieved in his heart, even if he was rescued, it would be difficult to resist.

And Yan Beihong had already lined up the nine people on the ground, stretched out his hand to him and made a 'please' gesture.

Miao Yi sighed, nodded, leaned over and pressed his hand on a person's chest, casting a spell to quickly remove the yin and evil qi in his body.

He defused Song Zeming and others one by one and rescued them, but Yan Beihong followed behind and cast spells one by one to seal the severed limbs of Song Zeming and others to avoid excessive bleeding and violent death, and at the same time cast laws to restrain them and avoid movement.

waited until Song Zeming and the others came to their senses one by one and found out about their miserable situation. It can be said that they are scared one by one. Song Zeming stared at Yan Beihong and roared bitterly: "Yan Beihong, you dare to collude with outsiders to do such a vicious attack on Uncle Ben, you defection of deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors!"

Yan Beihong looked down condescendingly. He said indifferently: "Is it too late to say this now? When Yunhuazong was aggressive towards me, when you called me and treated me like a pig and a dog, how could you have regarded me as a fellow disciple? Not to mention poisoning you, Yunhuazong remembered Yan's 'favor' Yan, if I Yan Beihong was high on the day, it would be when Yunhuazong razed to the ground!"

Miao Yi was silent, and from Yan Beihong's letter to himself, he only knew that Dao Yunhuazong had not done anything good to Yan Beihong. As for what he did, he didn't elaborate, looking at the current situation, I don't know what Yunhuazong did to Yan Beihong. It can make Yan Beihong think about destroying Yunhua Sect.

However, it may sound a little unrealistic, a sect as big as Yunhua Sect can be described as a master like a cloud, and it is not easy to destroy Yunhua Sect. It is estimated that it is unlikely that he will be able to achieve this wish without reaching the level of the Twelve Path Monarch Envoys. This 'grand wish' is inevitably a bit too big.

Song Zeming seemed to know that the Dao fell into the hands of Yan Beihong and was decided, and instead of begging for mercy, he said sharply: "Wishful thinking! Yan thief, my Yunhua Sect will not let you go, you will not die well!"

"You can't see if I don't want to die!" Yan Beihong sneered, quickly struck out, and smashed it with a fist.

The sound of clicking sounded one after another, and Yan Beihong smashed all the jaws of the nine people alive. One by one, they were beaten so much that they couldn't close their mouths, and then they turned to look at Miao Yi and said, "I have something to do here." Excuse me, brother, to avoid it!"

What exactly do you want to do to the nine people, and you have to avoid it yourself? Miao Yi frowned and said suspiciously: "Can't I watch it?"

"Let me keep this matter a secret for the time being!" Yan Beihong shook his head and said, "Trouble my brother to help me protect the Fa outside!"

Miao Yi didn't want to say anything more, nodded and turned to leave.

After Yan Beihong, who was listening attentively to the movement, confirmed that Miao Yi was outside, Fang turned around, waved his hand and grabbed a blood-red steel needle, and grabbed Song Zeming, who made a "woo" sound, and the steel needles were quickly inserted into the acupuncture points on Song Zeming's body one by one, and even inserted several on Song Zeming's skull, Song Zeming suddenly became dull.

Yan Beihong, who was pinching Song Zeming's jaw with another hand, suddenly had no wind and automatically, her long hair and dark red robe swayed in the wind, and her eyes gradually became as black as ink.

I saw that his abdomen suddenly rose and fell sharply, making a "cooing" sound, and the breath in the cave gradually became weird, just when his eyes became dark and shiny and slightly terrifying, Yan Beihong suddenly opened his mouth suddenly, and a gray mist spewed out from his huge mouth, directly into the mouth of Song Zeming, who looked sluggish and was pinched open.

Duan Feihong and the others, who were lying on the ground and couldn't move, widened their eyes one by one, and witnessed a white Neidan slowly emerging from Yan Beihong's open mouth, hovering in the sassy gray mist for a while, turning in a circle and slowly burrowing into Song Zeming's mouth.

A terrifying thought suddenly appeared in the minds of Duan Feihong and the others, and the eight of them were terrified, it was a demonic skill! The mansion master of the dignified Immortal Kingdom had actually fallen into the demonic path while cultivating demonic skills!

At this time, Song Zeming, who looked relatively young, was gradually aging, aging at a visible speed, as if the youth that had been taken from God after so many years of practice was gradually returning to God at this moment, and wrinkles were emerging rapidly.

In less than half an hour, Song Zeming has changed from a young man to an old man with cloudy eyes and crane hair, which is extremely weird.

In the whirring, Yan Beihong suddenly inhaled violently, and the white inner pill that had drilled into Song Zeming's abdomen came out, and sucked back into Yan Beihong's abdomen along with the sassy gray mist.

Yan Beihong quickly pulled out the steel needle, threw Song Zeming, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, to his feet, moved a step, and stared at the next target, Duan Feihong.

Duan Feihong's mouth was whining, his eyes were full of horror, and he shook his head again and again, he could see that he was begging for mercy.

Yan Beihong, whose eyes were dark, didn't care at all, grabbed it, and skillfully inserted the steel needle into the major acupuncture points of his body......

When the gray mist and the dripping and spinning Neidan were withdrawn from the mouth of the last person, the white Neidan turned into a half-white and half-green color.

Yan Beihong, who quickly pulled back the blood-red steel needle and let go of his hand to let the remnants fall to the ground, his eyes were still dark and shining, and he slowly twisted his head with enjoyment on that face, and exclaimed: "It's really wonderful! The Red Lotus Realm is really extraordinary, and the cultivation of the nine Qinglian Nine Rank Masters together can't be broken through, but it doesn't matter, give me another ten years to fuse the cultivation of these nine people, and it's only one step away from the Red Lotus Realm, and there is a lot to do!"

As the color of his eyes gradually returned to normal, his long windless hair and dark red robe slowly fell silent.

A red flame grease appeared in his hand, turned around and quickly drew a spark on the stone couch, and the red flame grease suddenly flew down between several corpses with a burst of flames.

Ignoring the ferocity of the flames behind him, Yan Beihong, who was dressed in a dark red robe, strode away with his back to the rushing flames......

Miao Yi, who was outside the cottage, was hovering around his body at this time with the 'Zimu Flying Sword', and suddenly waved his hand, and the flying sword suddenly turned into a streamer and shot out, and the moment it hit the boulder engraved with the name of the cottage in front of him, it suddenly split into seven.

Bang!

The boulder exploded into pieces, and seven streamers rushed to the sky, and then shot at Miao Yi who was standing below him, and Huo Ran became one in the air, and fell lightly in Miao Yi's palm.

Miao Yi looked at it with a happy face, and found that when he was facing the enemy, he slashed out with a sword, and the moment he received the enemy, he suddenly split into seven attacks, which would inevitably make the enemy rush to parry without hurry, and kill him with one blow!

"Brother, how is this magic weapon?" Yan Beihong's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Miao Yi looked back and nodded, "It's a good magic weapon." ”

As he spoke, he was suddenly stunned, and saw that behind Yan Beihong, a puff of smoke suddenly came out of the cave, and he couldn't help asking, "Who are you?"

Yan Beihong looked back and said indifferently: "Just burned those corpses." ”

Miao Yi had doubts, if he killed him, he would kill him, this was the Xingzhu Sea Rebellion, why bother destroying the corpse and destroying the traces?

However, since the other party intended to hide something, he didn't want to ask much, so he accepted the flying sword of the son and mother, turned his hand and showed the 'water cloud bead', and threw it casually, the blue light flashed, and the water cloud bead spun into the air, and at the same time, a thick fog quickly swung in all directions.

After a while, there was already a white expanse in front of me, and I couldn't see anything, almost giving people the feeling that I couldn't see my fingers. It's useless even if your eyes are like a torch, it's not an illusion, it's something real that blocks your vision.

The water cloud beads fell back into Miao Yi's hands, but the dense fog around them did not dissipate.

Yan Beihong came from the thick fog, looked at the orb in Miao Yi's hand and said with a smile: "This treasure does not have any ability to attack, but it seems a little chicken, the released dense fog can quickly cover a radius of ten miles, and it is slightly useful when escaping, but it is useless to meet a master who can really hear and distinguish the position." Brother, remember to draw water and replenish it after using it, if there is no water in it, this treasure will be useless. ”

"Something is better than nothing. Miao Yi smiled and said, "This high-purity crystal silver alone can be exchanged for a lot of money." After receiving the water cloud bead, he suddenly remembered something, "By the way, you might as well take out your 'Liuyun Kill' and let me see how powerful it is." ”

He hadn't seen the high-level magic weapon refined by the Demon Ruoxian, but the name of the Demon Ruoxian had been mentioned by more than one person, and since he had the opportunity, he naturally wanted to see it, so he could have an intuitive understanding of the Demon Ruoxian's ability to refine the treasure.

Yan Beihong didn't hide it, took out the black yarn on the spot, and injected mana to comprehend the control method.

When the sea breeze blew away the white fog, Yan Beihong suddenly threw it away, and the black gauze flashed, shooting directly into the air like a spiritual snake, opening up in the air, slowly drifting in the wind, soaring at a very fast speed, and soon enveloping the entire mountain like a large gray cloud.

"The power of this treasure lies in the unpredictable, rigid and soft, do you want to feel its power for yourself?" Yan Beihong looked at the 'gray clouds' floating in the air and asked with a smile.

Miao Yi was just about to feel the craftsmanship of the demon Ruoxian, and immediately agreed: "Okay! But please be merciful to Brother Yan's subordinates." After speaking, he summoned the anti-scale gun in his hand, flashed dozens of meters away and looked into the air, and entered a state of alert. (To be continued......)