Lin Qingfeng exhaled deeply, and the energy on his palm was also forced out.

"What's your name..."Lin Qingfeng asked as he looked at the leader with a frown.

"Mushan—" the leader said softly.

Lin Qingfeng looked at him deeply and asked, "The Way of God?"

Seeing Mu Shan nodded, Lin Qingfeng let out a long sigh of relief, his gaze became more and more solemn, and Wan Huaxian appeared behind him again.

Lin Qingfeng waved his hand, and a jade flute appeared in his palm, it can be said that Lin Qingfeng was serious at this time, and Xiao Lin Xiao was also included in the space spirit weapon by Lin Qingfeng.

Mu Shan glanced back at the members of the Sixteen Ming Dao and gave an order: "The Sad-faced Ghost and the Red Molten God stay, and the others leave here!"

"Yes!" Mu Shan's order they didn't dare to disobey, and immediately disappeared into the void, Lin Qingfeng and Lei Yan didn't stop them, and let them leave.

The only ones present were Mu Shan, the man with magma flowing all over his body, the old man with a grimace, Lin Qingfeng and Lei Yan.

Lei Yan took the lead and said, "Leave that 'ghost' to me, I can restrain him." ”

Lin Qingfeng nodded, and he was relieved that the poignant ghost was handed over to Lei Yan, although Lei Yan was a big day away, but thunder and lightning were the nemesis of the power of ghosts.

Lei Yan stared at the grimacing old man and said in a deep voice, "Fight with me!"

After glancing at each other, the Sad-faced Ghost nodded solemnly, and then screamed, "Junior, I will fight with you!"

The two of them also immediately flew away into the distance and disappeared in the starry sky, but the sudden thunder in the distance also meant that Lei Yan had already made a move...

Lin Qingfeng turned his head and didn't look in the direction of Lei Yan's flight, staring at Mu Shan and the Red Melting God, the two monks of the "God" Dao, as strong as Lin Qingfeng also felt a trace of pressure.

After a moment of silence between the two sides, the Red Molten God took the lead, his hands were sealed, and the already crippled Plain Light Realm was completely turned into magma.

The magma struck from behind Lin Qingfeng, but Lin Qingfeng didn't look back, only listened to him read softly: "Erqu, Qingfeng is humble." ”

A wall of wind blocked his back, and the magma was stopped, and the Red Molten God guessed the ending, and pointed out the magma and turned into a crimson halberd and flew back into his hands.

Lin Qingfeng frowned and asked, "Just this halberd?"

"Naturally not. The Red Melting God, who had not spoken, finally spoke in a deep voice, and in the next second he summoned an ancient halberd again, and the two halberds merged into one under his control.

Lin Qingfeng took a deep look at the halberd, the Ming Dao powerhouse took out the earth-level spirit weapon, and the ground-level spirit weapon contained the existence of the machine spirit...

And Mu Shan also took out a stone mirror, although it was simple, but it also exuded the fluctuation of the earth-level spiritual weapon.

Lin Qingfeng also subconsciously tightened the jade flute in his hand...

"Kill!" the Red Molten God shouted, brandishing a halberd and rushing forward, a dragon looming inside the halberd.

"Ding!"

Lin Qingfeng stretched out his hand to probe, and the small jade flute collided with the halberd, and Mu Shan's eyes froze, and he rushed over with the stone mirror.

But the Qingfeng torrent rushed over in an instant, cutting off Mu Shan's approach, and Mu Shan secretly scolded: "Damn Wanhua Immortal!"

The sound of metal clashing kept sounding, and the Ten Thousand Transformation Immortals surrounded the battle circle of the Red Molten God and Lin Qingfeng into a round ball, making it difficult for Mu Shan to come in to help.

"Six songs!"

A violent wind suddenly set off in the starry sky, and inside the circle surrounded by the Ten Thousand Transformation Immortals, the aura was even more exaggerated, Mu Shan's expression was hideous, he knew that he couldn't delay it any longer, and it was a matter of time before the Red Molten God of the Eight Heavens was defeated.

The aura of light and darkness poured into the stone mirror, and countless rays of light flew out from the territory, and the light turned into a sharp sword to break through the Ten Thousand Immortals, and the darkness quietly dissolved.

At the same time, inside the Wanhua Immortal, the Red Melting God coughed up blood and retreated, looking at the person in front of him in fear, the killing intent of this immortal was really terrifying, and the means were even more terrifying.

Feeling the changes in the outside world, the Red Molten God let out a long roar, and the magma that had originally fused with the euphorbia suddenly exploded, and the high temperature melted a lot of Qingfeng.

The two of them finally broke the barrier of Wanhua Immortal together, Lin Qingfeng sighed and kept retreating, the only chance was also broken, and now it was a real one-on-two.

Mu Shan took the lead in flying out with the stone mirror, and the Red Molten God on the other side flew over from the other side with a halberd in his hand, and it was about to form a flanking attack.

Lin Qingfeng's eyes flashed with coldness, and the Wanhua Immortal completely dissolved, and Qingyi grasped it in his hands.

"Boom!"

Lin Qingfeng slashed a sword at the Red Melting God, the cyan sword qi carried the intention of cutting the sky, and the Red Melting God looked at the upcoming sword light and his pupils shrank tightly.

He swung his halberd and mobilized all his strength to resist, but he was still broken through by the sword qi, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from the sky, and the sword qi split a star behind him in half.

All this also happened in an instant, after Lin Qingfeng split out, he held the jade flute in one hand and Qingyi in the other, and rushed towards Mushan.

After a sword slashed on the stone mirror, Lin Qingfeng put the jade flute to his mouth and blew it gently.

"Five songs, everything is destroyed!"

The wind roared in the starry sky, and Mu Shan, holding the stone mirror, retreated, but still couldn't escape the pursuit of the wind, and the stone mirror immediately released light.

The light and the wind collided with each other, and in the end, the two spiritual auras dissolved each other, and the corners of Lin Qingfeng's mouth suddenly overflowed with blood, and he was not comfortable fighting like this.

The Red Molten God on the side finally relieved, wiped away the bloodstains, and flew towards Lin Qingfeng with monstrous magma, and all the stars visible to the naked eye turned into magma to replenish the Red Molten God's body.

Lin Qingfeng left a trace of sweat on his forehead, the Red Molten God was approaching, that Mushan was worthy of being a 100,000-year-old monster, and it was really difficult to deal with.

Lin Qingfeng's footsteps stepped slightly, with a charm that conformed to the avenue, as elegant as a breeze, and under this unique footwork, Lin Qingfeng also avoided the attack of the two.

Next, Lin Qingfeng put away the jade flute, pushed it over with a fluttering palm, and a cyan aura palm print hit Mu Shan.

The stone mirror emitted light and darkness, canceling out the palm print, but Mu Shan's gaze froze, and with a fluttering palm, the power was still above the five and six songs?

Lin Qingfeng took a breath, held Qingyi and rushed forward, the sword technique in his hand resisted the Red Melting God, and he could also make a palm print to fight against Mu Shan.

The two sides exchanged dozens of moves, Lin Qingfeng's palm print broke through the blockade of the stone mirror and knocked Mu Shan's coughing up blood and retreated, and the Red Melting God was already covered in bruises.

But Lin Qingfeng's state is not good, although he is an immortal, his physique is fragile, and it is difficult to heal if he is injured.

There was more and more blood at the corners of his mouth, and Lin Qingfeng's face turned pale.

Finally, Lin Qingfeng was careless, and the light of the stone mirror penetrated his abdomen, and the blood stained the green shirt red.

In the next moment, the Red Melting God roared and smashed a punch on Lin Qingfeng's shoulder, but he was still shot back by Lin Qingfeng, and half of the Red Melting God's body was cut off by Lin Qingfeng.

"Ahem..."

Lin Qingfeng coughed up blood and dripped it on the green shirt, and his body was destroyed by a scorching force.

He staggered back two steps, blood dripping down the starry sky, but when he looked up, it was calm.