Chapter Ninety-Two: Crows, Crows, Crows

The Red Flame Valley is a dangerous place, not only because of the magma river in the valley that never cools and solidifies, but more importantly, it is one of the secret exits of the Flame Demon Cave, stationed in the hidden elite of the Flame Demon Cave, protecting the magma river that provides the power of eternal flame for the Flame Demon Cave, and joining forces with the defense force of the third passage of the Dark Gathering outside the Red Flame Valley to jointly protect the passage of the Dark Gathering from being invaded. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Beyond the Red Flame Valley is a lush mountain forest, with endless trees and Aoki aura providing enough energy for the magma river to burn and flow.

In a cave in the mountains, a group of people walked out of it, breathing in the fresh air to relieve their fatigue, and the first person was fanning the fan leisurely, it was the Yan Gongzi of the Yan Demon Cave. There are very few people who know the path in the third passage of the Dark Gathering, and it is almost counted as a special passage for the Fire Demon Cave.

"Cheer me up, it's not far from the Red Flame Valley, three hundred miles away, as long as Childe and I reach the Red Flame Valley, I promise you that there will definitely be no shortage of spirit stones, and I am not allowed to drop the chain for Childe!" Yan Gongzi looked at the thugs who relaxed his vigilance, and felt a little more unhappy in his heart, and he had a lot of complaints about these unreliable guys.

Many of the hired guys nonchalantly released their spiritual senses to explore the surrounding environment, monitoring the changes in the spiritual power of heaven and earth.

"Something doesn't seem right. A loose cultivator at the peak of the Spirit Palace Realm frowned and said, within the scope of his spiritual sense, there were more than thirty spiritual power fluctuations that were not hidden, distributed around them, without any movement.

Huo Lao raised his eyebrows: "That's our son's guard, don't worry." ”

"Hey, why are there a few fewer all of a sudden?" The monk who spoke before spoke again, and then a drop of cold sweat dripped down his forehead, and while he was speaking, a few more spiritual power fluctuations disappeared completely.

Yan Gongzi snorted disdainfully: "Hmph, this Gongzi's guards have all practiced the exercises of concealing their own breath, don't you think it is ...... if there are a few less" Before the words were finished, Yan Gongzi suddenly startled, not only him, but everyone else was vigilant, his own spiritual power was uncertain, ready to make a move at any time, a faint smell of blood flowed in the air, it was obvious that Yan Gongzi's guards who had practiced the practice of concealing their own breath had encountered something bad.

"Let's go. Yan Gongzi's face was as gloomy as water. Leaning down and galloping, he rushed in the direction of the Red Flame Valley like an arrow from a string, no matter how many lives he took, he had to return to the Red Flame Valley, where the guards of the Flame Demon Cave were enough to tear all those who pursued him to shreds and burn them to ashes.

"Damn!" the galloping Yan Gongzi was forced to stop, and in front of him was covered in ice, and the five-foot-long ice spikes almost pierced his body. Slowly taking a step back, Yan Gongzi looked gloomily at the black-robed man in front of him carrying a wooden box, the man's right hand was pressed on the ground, the ice spread from the place where his right hand touched the earth, and the two humanoid ice sculptures were frozen solid in a defensive shape, and they had lost their vitality. He recognized the two ice sculptures, they were the henchmen of the Yan Gongzi Yan Demon Cave, who were responsible for answering him outside the third passage of the Dark Assembly, and now they ...... Dead.

"Young Master Yan, meet again. Jackdaw's tone was absolutely kind, but it was unknown how heavily this kindness hid the murderous Yan Gongzi.

Huo Lao snorted lightly, a mere Spirit Palace peak cultivator did not enter his eyes, and the loose cultivator at the peak of the Spirit Palace Realm who was bought by Yan Gongzi behind him stepped forward with a cruel smile, three to fight one, no matter what, it will not suffer, right? If you talk about what is upright, then the rivers and lakes are not called rivers and lakes.

"Weak, too weak. None of them have any weight. Looking at this group of guys who exuded a strong gangster aura all over their bodies, Jackdaw shook his head in disappointment: "The Fire Demon Cave is not so bad, right?"

Yan Gongzi sneered and said nothing, the ban on all disciples of the Yan Demon Cave from going out was promulgated by the head of the sect and the two Supreme Elders, even the Demon Dao Sect with the best relationship with the Yan Demon Cave did not know, the elite of the Yan Demon Cave were all dormant, and they no longer showed the dew, and now in front of people, it is normal for people from the outside world to not get the slightest news.

"Stop him. Yan Gongzi spoke coldly, and immediately more than a dozen monks in the early stage of heart transformation left the team, staring at the jackdaw coldly, each holding a different weapon in his hand, not even half a point of spiritual power fluctuation, just a mortal soldier.

"Do you think these debris can stop me?" Jackdaw pursed his lips and was about to make a move, but Yan Gongzi ignored his ridicule, passed by him, and continued to rush to the Red Flame Valley.

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"What's the hurry, look, if you don't go to us, we'll come to you, can't this sincerity let you stay?" The voice of the empty crow came from the oblique down, and a monk at the peak of the Spirit Palace realm roared angrily and was suddenly dragged into the spatial fluctuations, and he didn't know where he was taken to fight with the empty crow.

Yan Gongzi scolded angrily and continued to move forward.

"Stay, stay, stay. The gloomy sneer made Yan Gongzi feel terrified, countless ghost shadows and a blood tide blocked the way, the blood crow and the ghost crow turned out from behind the trees, and directly attacked Yan Gongzi without saying a word, and another monk at the peak of the Spirit Palace Realm roared out of the team, and took seven or eight scattered cultivators to kill the two.

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In just two pillars of incense, a total of ten black-robed people appeared to block Yan Gongzi's footsteps, except for Huo Lao and his entourage brought out from the Yan Demon Cave, the rest of the guards were all dragged down, stopped and fought with the black-robed people, spiritual power fluctuations, giant trees collapsed, and explosions were endless, at this moment Yan Gongzi had broken through the barrier and entered within a hundred miles of the Red Flame Valley.

"Damn it, old man remembers you. Looking at the unrepentant and Luo Hu and Lan Mengyao standing high on the small hill, Huo Lao Senran spoke: "I didn't expect that you were so stupid as to leave the guy with the highest cultivation at the beginning to stop it, just because you want to stop us?"

Unrepentant smiled faintly: "Xue Yao of Boyang City also thought so, and then he died." ”

Huo Lao's face changed, he didn't know who killed the deputy city lord of Boyang City, but he was sure of one thing - Xue Yao and his cultivation were similar, if the monk in front of him could kill Xue Yao, then he would definitely be able to let himself die, not to mention that there were two more people around this black-robed man.

"Childe, immediately ask the guards in the Red Flame Valley for help, I'll stop them!" Huo Lao immediately decided, exhaled and roared like thunder, with a wave of his red palm, the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth was frantically extracted, and the spiritual power palm burning with black and red flames slapped towards the three people on the hill as fast as a flash of lightning, and he himself flew up the hill after the spiritual power palm.

As soon as he made a move, it was the Earth Flame Falling Spirit Palm! The terrifying immortal realm coercion was released, forcing the two of them to resolve the pressure caused by the coercion, because Lan Mengyao was just a martial artist, and he couldn't stop this oppression at all!

"Damn it!" came the roar of Yan Gongzi from the bottom of the hill, and two flames raged and burned, black and red and golden red collided and crushed each other, and the black demon king and the golden phoenix were entangled in the flames. The fire crow didn't know when it came, just to block Yan Gongzi who had escaped and left, and Yan Gongzi had no choice but to make a move, and found that this guy was actually between himself and himself, and the monster's flame was spewing out of his mouth, like a humanoid fire dragon!

A token wrapped in black flames was thrown out by Yan Gongzi and thrown in the direction of the Red Flame Valley with a sharp buzzing sound!

After a few breaths, black streamers flew into the sky, hovering for a few weeks before rushing to the place where the battle broke out.

After gritting their teeth and breaking the flame handprint of the Earth Flame Spirit Palm, he directly met the fire elder who was volleyed in the air.

"Dry!" The Dala Blood Feathers looked up at the hundreds of streamers, and couldn't help but curse the dirty words, if they can't beat them, they will call people? Even Rahu's face was distorted, and he spit out the word "dry" fiercely.

Huo Lao seized the opportunity, and his burning left hand slapped his waist fiercely, and the black robe instantly turned into ashes, and a demonic flame attached to the moon-white robe, burning and spreading.

A mouthful of reverse blood spurted out, Luo Hu's eyes were red, his right hand was stretched out to the back of his head, and a bright silver giant axe appeared strangely, and the lightning and flint immediately slashed towards Huo Lao.

"What kind of magic is this!" Huo Lao's eyes almost popped out, how could someone take out the spiritual weapon like this? Even if he contained the spiritual weapon magic weapon in himself, it was also in the spiritual power vortex of the dantian, which was an important juncture for the monk to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, what was the matter with taking it out from behind?!

The sound of spiritual power whistling became louder and louder, and the guards of the Flame Demon Cave who had rushed from the Red Flame Valley had already arrived on the battlefield, and a dull sound of landing sounded, and hundreds of guards wearing heavy armor were densely packed around the small hill with Changge's straight combat power, and each of them exuded spiritual power fluctuations that were not weaker than those in the early stage of the Mental Transformation Realm.

Yanling Heavy Armor Guard is the name of the direct elite of this Yanmo Cave, although it only has the strength of the early stage of heart transformation, it is not a leader in the division of cultivation strength. However, the Yanling Heavy Armor Guard once defeated an army of 10,000 people face to face, a hundred, and penetrated the array of 10,000 people. Now there are one hundred and eighty-seven Yanling Heavy Armor Guards, all of them are brave guards who have survived from the Ghost Gate Pass, they only obey the orders of the master, and for more than a hundred years, the Yanling Heavy Armor Guards have only one mission - to guard the gate of the Red Flame Valley and kill any enemy who dares to invade the Yanmo Cave. The Red Flame Valley is also the only pass that Wumeng had no way to penetrate when he first infiltrated the Yan Demon Cave, and there are five full passes, only the Yanling Heavy Armor Guard in the Red Flame Valley made the Wumeng Killer leave with heavy losses, although the Yanling Heavy Armor Guard was seriously injured twenty in that battle, and the rest all died! But none of the Wumeng killers could enter the Yan Demon Cave, in line with the due respect for the strong, the demon knife ordered the Wumeng killers not to attack the Red Flame Valley again.

The Yanmo Cave is the sect that Wumeng hates the most, and the Yanling Heavy Armor Guard is Wumeng's fierce rival, but the Yanling Heavy Armor Guard is also the only strong man praised by the Demon Sword when he commented on the Yanmo Cave, "the last mainstay of the power of the earth chicken and tile dog".

Now, the Yanling Heavy Armor Guard is facing the Wumeng Blood Feather.

"Hmph, Yanling Heavy Armor Guard!" Jackdaw and the others, who had rushed to the battlefield one after another, snorted coldly in unison, but there was a hint of solemnity in their words. The spiritual power was drumming, and one after another crow's cry sounded from the body of the Dhara Blood Feather, and the crow of the crow was also heard from the distant mountains.

The leader of the Yanling Heavy Armor Guard's eyes were full of slaughter, looking at the twelve Wumeng killers present, and said in a low voice: "Fifteen years, I've been waiting for fifteen years, the war between Wumeng and the Yanling Heavy Armor Guard has finally come again!"

The crow's cry continued, and one after another black shadows swept across the sky, falling lightly in all directions, just surrounding the heavy armor guards of Yanling, and at the same time, Yan Gongzi and Huo Lao, as well as Wumeng Blood Feather. The same crow cries came from their chests, the wind ruffled their long hair, and beneath the vicissitudes of life were blazing cold killing intent, and the blood-colored crow mark on their necks represented their identity - the Umon Killer!

"It's time, it's time to get started. The more than two hundred and nearly three hundred Wumeng killers who landed like crows gathering wings said the same thing, staring at the Yanling Heavy Armor Guard as if they were looking at their prey.

The wind is blowing.