After the two disappeared, the red flames in the sky suddenly shrank, turned into a little firelight, and submerged into the Red Fire Ding, but at this moment, a distant fire burst out and fell into the Red Fire Ding, and the Red Fire Ding trembled violently. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At the same time as trembling, a compelling heat wave spread directly from the Red Fire Ding, this heat wave, if it was an ordinary person, would definitely not be able to bear it, but the clansmen of the Yang family, who inherited the blood of the alien beast Red Flame Python, couldn't help but moan when they felt this heat wave.

"It's so comfortable!"

With the spread of the heat wave, the injuries in the bodies of most martial artists were improving at an extremely fast speed, and even the speed of refining the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was two or three times faster than usual.

"Alas, this use of the Red Fire Ding will definitely lose the foundation of the Red Fire Ding, but after thirty or fifty years of recuperation, the Red Fire Ding can still be recovered. In a secret room, the Ninth Elder sighed lightly, and at the same time, his right hand raised and grabbed it, and suddenly a compelling heat wave was grabbed by him with one hand, and it slapped into Yang Tian's body without hesitation.

As this heat wave entered Yang Tian's body, Yang Tian suddenly felt a heat flow through his body, and wherever the heat flow passed, there was a crispy and numb feeling, which was very itchy, but very comfortable.

And his injury, in this crispy and numb feeling, is rapidly improving, but the true element in his body is depleted, so that his body is still weak for a while.

However, as more and more heat waves entered his body, some of them were actually transformed into true yuan and stored in his dantian, and this true yuan was extremely pure, and he didn't need to do too much refining at all, it could be used for his own use.

"Xie Ben, you wait for me, this revenge, I Yang Tian will revenge!" The anger in Yang Tian's heart still couldn't be dissipated, especially those clansmen who died for themselves, which made Yang Tian full of monstrous hatred for the Black Moon Scorpion Tribe.

Just when Yang Tian was recuperating, about three hundred miles away from the basin where this spirit stone vein was located, Xie Ben stopped with the warriors of the Black Moon Scorpion Tribe, this is a valley, and there are towering trees growing everywhere, which can be said to be very hidden.

Xie Ben waved his hand, signaling all the clansmen to rest, and then he walked towards a big mountain not far away while everyone was not paying attention.

On the top of this mountain, there is a person standing at this moment, this person is a middle-aged man, wearing a cyan robe, carrying a long sword behind his back, his gaze, looking at the spirit stone veins in the distance, seems to be pondering something.

Xie Ben walked very carefully to the middle-aged man with a long sword on his back, and said respectfully: "Senior Song, everything has been done according to your orders, but something happened later, so that we had to retreat!"

After Xie Ben finished speaking, the scene was silent, and the middle-aged man with a long sword in front of him stood there as if he hadn't heard it at all, looking at it from afar.

Xie Ben maintained a fist-hugging posture, not daring to move, beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead suddenly dripped down, with his cultivation, at this moment, he actually heard the sound of beads of sweat dripping on the ground.

After a long time, the middle-aged man seemed to come back to his senses, turned around, looked down at Xie Ben, and said lightly, "You seem to be very nervous?"

Xie Ben's heart trembled, his expression was even more respectful, and he said: "The juniors don't dare, but they didn't complete the things that the seniors ordered, and the juniors were terrified!"

"Hmm!" Hearing this, the middle-aged man looked satisfied, and said, "You know how to be a man......"

After speaking, he no longer paid attention to Xie Ben, but looked up at the sky, and after a while, he said suddenly: "I already understand your intention, but I can't make a move for the time being, and when the time comes, I will take action myself." During this time, you take your clansmen and have a good rest, and when the time comes, I will fight with Na Yang, and you and your clansmen will deal with the rest of the people!"

After the middle-aged man said this, he looked up at the sky, and then his figure became blurred, as if he was about to leave.

Xie Ben's face showed anxiety, gritted his teeth and immediately said, "Senior Song, when is the time ripe?"

After saying this, Xie Ben immediately regretted it, thinking of the cultivation of the person in front of him, and the forces represented behind him, even if he was not afraid of heaven and earth, he was also a little trembling at this moment.

However, the middle-aged man didn't seem to be angry, but said lightly: "This depends on the sky......

After finishing speaking, his figure disappeared, but there was a sentence that seemed to be supplemented and sounded directly in Xie Ben's mind: "When it rains heavily, it is when the time is ripe!"

Xie Ben's heart trembled, but he immediately showed joy, and after a long time, he raised his head, at this moment, the sky was cloudless and blue!

"It's raining, it's raining, when will it rain?" Xie Ben showed a sad face, immediately gritted his teeth, his eyes showed fierceness, looked at the place where the spirit stone vein was located, and said fiercely: "This vein must be my Black Moon Scorpion tribe, Yang does not forget that he has his own Song predecessors to deal with, and with my cultivation, I will definitely be able to sweep all of them at that time!"

At the same time, more than 3,000 miles away in Red Leaf City, a great war was breaking out.

The entire Red Leaf City was completely shrouded in a sea of fire, and this sea of fire showed a red color, like an upside-down bowl, guarding the Red Leaf City.

And above this sea of fire, Yang Buxun's figure was like a god, standing between heaven and earth, and a powerful aura emanated from his body, stirring the entire heaven and earth.

Opposite him, an old man in a cyan robe stood in the air, his expression was full of fear, and around him, there were ninety-nine long swords constantly circling and flying!

Suddenly, ninety-nine long swords suddenly trembled, and immediately turned into sword light in the sky, these sword lights appeared from all directions between heaven and earth, almost sealing all positions, with monstrous sword intent, stabbing towards Yang Buxun.

"Hmph!" Suddenly, a cold snort came out, and Yang Buxun's disdainful voice suddenly sounded.

"The ancestor of your Flying Sword Sect, how to say it, is also from the Sword Sect, but the martial arts that can be passed down are really embarrassing for the Sword Gate!"

As soon as the words fell, Yang Buxun raised his right hand, pointed towards the sky, and spit out lightly.

"Condensation!"

With this word spoken, the heavens and the earth suddenly paused, as if time had stopped, and then a huge long sword suddenly condensed out, this long sword, a red color, when condensed out, it exuded a powerful aura.

Yang Buxun held this red long sword in his hand, and simply stabbed it out with a sword.

Suddenly, there was a "click" sound within a radius of thousands of miles, and the sword light in the sky suddenly trembled, and they all collapsed.