A crisp sound of "Ting" reached the ears of the panicked Xun Huan. Although this voice is hoarse and ugly, it sounds to Xun Huan at this moment, it is the most beautiful rhythm in this world.

"I thought that Daoyou would hold on for a while longer, but I didn't expect Daoyou to be reluctant to show off more, which is a bitter thing. Lu Sanfei said with a sad face.

"It's not good, the spirit charm on this person's body doesn't work either!"

"What? Could it be that the spiritual talisman of the sect's great cultivation system is actually useless?"

"Try someone else's. ”

A noise spread through the ears of the monks of the Fire God Temple. And the decision of the two people of the Fire God Temple is tantamount to killing the gods, whoever is locked by these two people will die. It was all the scattered cultivators who lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at the eyes of the Fire God Temple monks.

And after the seventh-level spiritual cultivator of the Fire God Temple who slashed Xun Huan was shocked back by the power of Lu San's illegal sword, no one dared to step forward to stop Lu Sanfei. As for Xun Huan, who was quietly standing, the Fire God Temple monks only dared to pay attention.

"Ahh It turned out to be a loose cultivator who was detonated by the Fire God Temple monk and detonated the spirit charm in his body, and the true mystery in his body was scattered for a while. The loose cultivator couldn't even escape the law, and fell straight to the ground.

Fortunately, this person's companion was quick to see and move, and he came to this person's side and pulled him up, which saved this person from falling to death. Although their lives were saved, the eyes of the two casual cultivators were full of resentment.

The Fire God Temple monk behind Xun Huan was shocked by Lu Sanfei, and no one dared to step forward again. But the monks in front of him were not comparable to seventh-level spirituality.

Directly in front of Xun Huan, a ninth-level spiritual cultivation sword stepped forward. Although the ninth-level spiritual cultivation disdained Xun Huan's cultivation, the previous incident of Xun Huan using the formation flag in his hand to manipulate the formation made him hesitate in his heart. This ninth-level spiritual cultivator only dared to hold the magic sword as a killing weapon to step forward to stop it.

"Little Daoyou, let's stay!" the ninth-level spiritual cultivator stabbed straight at Xun Huan's chest.

"Let's let the little Taoist friend pass!" a monk stood sideways in front of the ninth-level spiritual cultivation body, holding a silver spear. With a single tip of the spear, the ninth-level spiritual cultivation sword was blocked, and the spear trembled at the same time.

"I'll stop this person, Daoyou go quickly!"

Xun Huan said "thank you", then bypassed the two and continued to run forward. The ninth-level spiritual cultivator's gaze was no longer focused on Xun Huan.

This Liu Zhiding is just a meeting in Pingshui, Xun Huan really didn't expect that this Liu Zhiding would help at this moment.

"The thief is gone!"

Xun Huan didn't take a few steps before another monk hit Xun Huan with his bare hands. Xun Huan raised his palm to greet him, but suddenly found that although this punch was fierce, it did not contain a trace of spiritual pressure. Even if it hits the body, it's just weak and scratching through the boots.

Xun Huan hurriedly withdrew seventy percent of his palm power, so as to avoid accidentally injuring this person.

The two of them touched each other with their palms, and a sound came from Xun Huan's spiritual sense.

"Fellow Daoists can take the items on my waist and hide them!"

Xun Huan looked at Shen Hongchen in front of him, and was speechless for a while. Xun Huan was full of hostility towards the Fire God Temple, but he couldn't resent this Shen Hongchen. This Shen Hongchen did not oppose Xun Huan from beginning to end, took a deep breath, Xun Huan whispered: "Thank you!"

Xun Huan reached for the treasure on Shen Hongchen's waist, Shen Hongchen didn't have any resistance, so Xun Huan easily got the hide. At the same time, Xun Huan slapped Shen Hongchen on the back with a palm, pushing Shen Hongchen in the direction of the Fire God Temple monk. Coincidentally, the direction in which Shen Hongchen flew happened to usher in two Fire God Temple monks. Shen Hongchen turned his body sideways and stopped the two.

After a moment's relief, Xun Huan had already left. The white-haired deacon saw the direction Xun welcome came from, and sneered: "The pearl of rice grains also shines." See how I took you. ”

After that, he pinched the magic trick and was going to deal with Xun Huan. But before the spell could be used, the white-haired deacon's face changed. The white-haired deacon turned his head to look, and the lamp in his hand was gone. Looking at Xun Huan again, the lamp actually fell steadily in Xun Huan's hands at this moment.

This couldn't help but make the white-haired deacon not frightened in his heart, and he was able to snatch away the things in his hands unconsciously, even if it was a high-level true cultivator, he might not be able to do it, but the little fourth-level spiritual cultivator in front of him did it. Doesn't this mean that these four levels of spirituality have the means to take their own lives at any time?

The white-haired deacon pinched half of the trick, and he couldn't go on. The golden-crowned monk noticed the abnormality of the white-haired deacon, and slashed towards Xun Huan with a palm. It's just that Xun Huan, who has already arrived at the lamp, how could he stay where he is honestly, this palm failed to hit after all.

Although Xun Huan dodged a palm, but the palm wind of true cultivation swept it, it may not be that Xun Huan can easily deal with it. At this time, it was too late to use the vajra talisman again, so I had to hurriedly urge the escape method under my feet, just to be able to stay away from this palm wind.

But Xun Huan didn't have a retreat, he only relied on the method of retreat, how could he really cultivate the speed of the palm wind? Seeing that the palm wind was getting tighter and tighter away from him, Xun Huan had nothing to do, and he didn't know how anxious he was.

Just when Xun Huan was about to be submerged by the palm wind, a gust of wind blew around Xun Huan out of thin air, and the wind direction happened to be the opposite direction of the golden-crowned monk's palm wind. The two winds met, counteracted each other, and became invisible.

When the golden-crowned monk wanted to make another move, Xun Huan had already left the formation. The sixth-level spiritual cultivator who invited Xun Huan beat his chest and said, "I don't want this person's formation attainment to be so high, but I thought he didn't understand the formation." ”

The monks of the Fire Temple suffered such a great change, and they didn't know how to stop it. Qi both looked at the two deacons. And Lu Sanfei and Liu Zhiding saw Xun Huan fleeing, and they did not fall in love with the war. After knocking off the people around him, he turned and left.

The monk of the Fire God Temple was also well-behaved, and knew that these two people were not invincible, and no one stopped them.

After a long time, the golden-crowned monk looked up to the sky and sighed: "It's because I haven't been out of the mountain gate for many years, but there are some frogs at the bottom of the well." I don't want to have such a character in this mortal realm. Those two ninth-level spiritual cultivators are just that, and I don't want a fourth-level spiritual cultivator to be under the control of my spirit induction talisman. ”

For a moment, all the Fire God Temple monks were in a low spirit, and they sighed in unison. The scattered cultivators laughed secretly in their hearts, secretly feeling happy for the Fire God Temple monks.

Half a day later, in a hidden valley, an uninvited guest about ten years old was welcomed.

This person is Xun Huan who has just escaped from the clutches of the Fire God Temple. After Xun Huan stabilized his body, a translucent phantom appeared beside Xun Huan. Xun Huan bowed down respectfully and said, "Thank you seniors for your help." ”

The translucent phantom was naturally Ning Daochong, who had been following Xun Huan's side. Ning Daochong waved his hand and said a little weakly: "I made a move this time, and it hurt me a lot. I'm going to recuperate for a while, and it's only right that you're on your own to stay out of the way. ”

After that, he threw the lamp in his hand to Xun Huan, and then said: "This red doll has gone through this time, and the consumption is not small. You have to sign a contract with him as soon as possible, and don't wait until this red doll recovers, because even I can't help you. ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for Xun Huan to answer. Ning Daochong disappeared by himself. Xun Huan looked at the lamp, and the mark on the lamp had already been erased by Ning Daochong. Xun Huan first left his spiritual sense mark in this lamp, and then called out the red doll in the lamp.

When the red doll appeared, it was still looking sluggish. Xun Huan immediately put the Xuanyin pen that he had held in his hand on the red doll's head, and left a mark in the red doll's mind with the words faxed by the master. Once the mark is formed, the covenant of the Lord is fulfilled.

From this moment on, this red doll has become Xun Huan's attendant. The Fire God Temple monk would never have imagined that after years of planning, he ended up making a wedding dress for someone else.

When Xun Huan was beaming with pride, a voice exploded in Xun Huan's ears like thunder. The hairs on Xun Huan's body were immediately aroused.