The night gradually condensed into jet black, a bright moon rose high into the sky, and under the bright moonlight, Yang Huaiping and Zhong Wujian and others waited for the occurrence of the phenomenon of confusion under Huoze Mountain.

Yang Huaiping paced to Qingluan, who was waiting for him, and muttered a few words, and then he returned to the crowd.

After about a cup of tea, the white moon in the sky gradually became dark covered by a layer of haze, and a thunderclap suddenly exploded from the night sky, and a cold rain fell from the sky.

The original heat wave was rolling, and the scorching heat of Huo Ze Mountain instantly became cool, and at this time, Zhong Wujian took out a pitch-black umbrella from the storage bag, and he propped the umbrella above his head and said in a cold tone: "Everyone go up the mountain, no one is allowed to act rashly without my order!"

Immediately the group walked up to the Huoze Mountain, which was falling under the rain and had not been extinguished, still emitting wisps of green smoke, at this time Liu Xiaotian walked to Yang Huaiping's side with a expression, and she took out a goose yellow flower umbrella from the hemp yellow bag on her waist and propped it on top of Yang Huaiping's head.

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As they walked farther and farther away, the group came to the crater with choking smoke at the top of Huoze Mountain, Zhong Wuqian took the lead in walking to the crater and looked down, exuding a scorching temperature, and the bubbling magma instantly met his eyes.

Just as Zhong Wujian wanted to carefully search for the red lotus growing in the crater, a loud roar came out.

Immediately afterward, a bronze god tree with a turquoise color and lush foliage grew strangely from the magma of the crater, and a monster with white fluttering hair on its head, a fiery red flame all over its body, and sharp fangs leaped down from the green tree.

Zhong Wujian shouted with an anxious expression, "You guys are here to drag Zhu Yan, I'll go pick up the fire of the lungs!"

Zhuo Bufan, Rou Xiaoke, Lei Meng, and Liu Xiaotian all took out the hemp yellow bag, and the blades in their hands went towards Zhu Yan.

Yang Huaiping glanced at the bronze tree, and he saw a red lotus growing from the crown of the green tung tree, which exuded dazzling brilliance.

Just as Yang Huaiping was about to run to the Qingtong tree, a scene that made him feel a chill down his spine appeared, Yang Huaiping saw Zhong Wujian who was reaching out to touch the red lotus and was instantly swallowed by the red streamer that escaped from around the red lotus, and in an instant, his whole person turned into ashes.

At this time, Liu Xiaotian, who was resisting Zhu Yan on the side, shouted to Yang Huaiping, "Little brother, come and help, the four of us can't defeat this monster!"

Yang Huaiping's brows furrowed deeply, he glanced at the red lotus that exuded a red streamer and sighed, Yang Huaiping turned to look at Liu Xiaotian, whose chest was stained with blood, was slightly stunned, and then he took out the golden gun from the hemp bag on his waist and rushed towards Zhu Yan.

Liu Xiaotian and his entourage had Yang Huaiping joining, and it was relatively easy to deal with Zhu Yanlai, but when it came to dealing with an ancient beast like Zhu Yan, they didn't dare to take it lightly.

At this time, Raymond, who was carrying a sledgehammer in his hand and was full of muscles, shouted in the direction of the crater, "Brother Zhong, have you picked up the fire of the earth's lungs?"

But what answered him was a death-like silence, Zhuo Bufan seemed to suddenly think of something, his eyes instantly became cold and clear, and he let out a cold voice, "Everyone evacuate, Brother Zhong should have an accident, if I don't leave, I think we will all die at the hands of Zhu Yan today!"

Immediately the group looked at each other, they all pasted a yellow light seal talisman on their bodies, just as Liu Xiaotian was about to hand the yellow light seal talisman in his hand to Yang Huaiping, Zhuo Bufan suddenly grabbed Liu Xiaotian, and he said in a cold voice: "Liu Xiaotian, let's go quickly, and that kid will resist Zhu Yan for us, otherwise no one will be able to run!"

As he spoke, Zhuo Bufan took Liu Xiaotian's arm and began to chant an obscure incantation, and then they suddenly fled into the distance.

Lei Meng and Rou Xiaoke saw that Zhuo Bufan took Liu Xiaotian and fled into the distance in an instant, relying on the power of the seal, they looked at each other, and they all silently recited an obscure spell in their mouths, and chased in the direction of the two of them.

On the Huoze Mountain, where wisps of green smoke were rising, the showers in the sky were still falling, Yang Huaiping looked at Liu Xiaotian and the others who were far away, he turned to look at Zhu Yan, who had a fierce look in front of him, and sighed to himself: "Red face and troubled water, this time it's going to be desperate!"

Immediately, Yang Huaiping transformed into countless colorful butterflies and flew towards Zhu Yan, and in the bites of countless colorful butterflies, Zhu Yan opened his mouth in pain and spewed a raging flame towards the butterflies around him.

In an instant, many butterflies gathered together and became Yang Huaiping's appearance, at this time, he was full of anxiety, and his body was drenched in blood.

At this moment, Zhu Yan opened his fangs and opened his bloody mouth, and with a look of disdain in his eyes, he walked towards Yang Huaiping step by step.

The corners of Yang Huaiping's mouth inadvertently outlined a shallow smile, and he ripped off the hemp yellow bag around his waist and held it in the palm of his hand.

Suddenly, a crisp voice came into Yang Huaiping's ears, "Little brother, I'm here to help you!"

Yang Huaiping couldn't help but be a little moved when he heard Liu Xiaotian's voice, but at this time of life and death, he was not distracted, but stared at Zhu Yan with his eyes.

Zhu Yan, who had a bloody mouth, heard Liu Xiaotian's voice, and its eyes rolled slightly, and glanced at Liu Xiaotian who was galloping with a flying sword in the distance.

At this lightning, Yang Huaiping saw the opportunity and quickly threw the yellow bag in his hand into Zhu Yan's mouth, he slammed the golden gun to the ground and bent it into an arc, Wang Huaiping flew towards Liu Xiaotian in the sky with the help of the rebound power of the golden gun, and at the same time, he used his true qi to urge the pill in Zhu Yan's mouth to make its medicinal power volatilize in an instant.

In an instant, Zhu Yan's entire head shattered instantly, and then a coquettish voice came out, "Little brother, let go of the people!"

Yang Huaiping couldn't help but shake his hands again under extreme nervousness, a soft feeling came out instantly, Yang Huaiping couldn't help but let go of his hand, he looked at Liu Xiaotian with an embarrassed face and said: "Miss Liu, I'm sorry, I hugged you in a hurry, I really didn't mean to!"

At this time, Liu Xiaotian's face was red and about to drip water. She looked at the place where Zhu Yan's head was shattered, and a fist-sized white light surrounded by white light fell to Zhu Yan's eyes.

Yang Huaiping followed Liu Xiaotian's gaze, he suddenly saw the white light on the ground, Yang Huaiping rubbed his hands, he walked towards Zhu Yannedan, Yang Huaiping picked up the ground Zhu Yannedan and wiped it on his clothes and put it in his arms, and then he walked towards the bronze tree in the crater step by step with a solemn gaze.

Liu Xiaotian watched Yang Huaiping walk slowly towards the bronze tree, for some reason, she suddenly felt her heart tense all of a sudden, Yang Huaiping pursed his lips bitterly, and he instantly transformed into a huge, colorful butterfly and flew towards the bronze tree.

In a moment, the red light that overflowed around the red lotus instantly turned into wisps of thread and wound towards the butterfly that Yang Huaiping had transformed, and Liu Xiaotian in the distance seemed to realize something, and she shouted with a crying voice: "Don't!"

At this moment, many white silk threads appeared around the butterfly that was transformed into *Ping, blocking the red silk threads that overflowed from the red lotus, and in an instant, countless white silk threads stretched out to wrap Yang Huaiping and the red lotus in a huge white cocoon.