Wuyuan, who was in a rage, unleashed an attack that obviously carried his thick anger. Insolent anger permeated the black mist that swept towards the three of them.

Yan Xiao could clearly feel the aura of death brought to him by that thick black mist.

Through the air, it seemed to have touched her bare skin, which made her hair stand on end, and goosebumps rose all over her body.

The angry blow of the Jie Dan Consummation Cultivator, even if Wu Yuan's current strength may not reach the level of the Yu Dan Consummation, it is not something that Yan Xiao and a few people can withstand.

If this attack is allowed to touch them, they will not be dead or half-maimed.

The sound of air currents under their feet continued to penetrate the ears of the three of them, reminding them of how high they were in the air at the moment. I wasn't killed by Wuyuan, and if I fell, I am afraid that I would not even be able to find the body.

It's just that after realizing this, Cheng Yi was surprised that there was no despair in his heart. Because he saw that although Yan Xiao and Ning Yuan's faces were a little serious, they were far from despairing.

His heart naturally settled a lot.

After Wu Yuan waved out a thick black mist, his mood suddenly improved, and his originally stiff face gradually eased. He slowly withdrew his hands, watched the black mist he unleashed for a long time, and sped towards the three little boys on the other side.

Soon, he watched with his own eyes the three little children on the opposite side who were still calm in the face of his black qi attack, and they were quickly engulfed by the black mist.

The black mist that devoured the three monks seemed to grow in a circle, and from time to time, it faintly vibrate.

This is different from what Wuyuan has seen before. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he carefully felt the situation in the black mist, but he still didn't find anything abnormal.

The three little ghosts can't make any waves. Wu Yuan smiled coldly, and then felt very bored.

This time, he just went out to buy some urgently needed things, and then went back to retreat. The injuries he had received last time were so severe that he had only recovered to his mid-stage strength so far.

Originally, he thought that Su Jian had brought her little lover Tongchen's little disciple to the ice cave to let off steam, but was discovered by the guards of the Qulan City Lord's Mansion.

Wu Yuan was overjoyed at the moment. Only a few people know that the ice cave was built by the Qulan City Lord when he was injured, and if it wasn't for the serious injury, the Qulan City Lord wouldn't have used that ice cave at all on weekdays.

If Su Jian brought the disciple of the little lover here, he was either seriously injured, or the disciple of the little lover was seriously injured.

Such an interesting thing, as a former friend of Su Jian Tongchen, how could he not come to congratulate him. So he didn't even think about it, and chased after him.

Originally, he still had a trace of concern about whether these two people had never seen the two of them, and he only had seven or eight points of affirmation in his heart. When he chased them all the way for seven days and seven nights and failed to catch up with them, he was almost 100% sure of their identities in his heart.

Unexpectedly, this approach found that it was not the rumored two, but the three. Moreover, they are still three little ghosts, and they haven't even seen the shadow of Su Jian.

Originally, as an elder, he didn't want to worry more about these little ghosts. Thinking about fighting half to death, and then throwing them on the battlefield of the five major factions, many people must be grateful to him.

Unexpectedly, seeing that the little apprentice was too sharp-toothed and sharp-mouthed, and he and the little apprentice of Tongchen touched the most sensitive string in his heart, so that he couldn't control it for a while, so he was ruthless to the three of them.

It's just that this killed the three of them, but he suddenly regretted it.

The little ghost who never made a sound from beginning to end still has a little bit of what he meant back then. It seems that among the three, he also played the role he played back then.

Such an interesting little ghost should be accepted as an apprentice, and then train him to snatch the little apprentice he has seen!

Wu Yuan thought so, and felt a little annoyed in his heart. The complaints against Yan Xiao and Ning Yuan are even deeper. If it weren't for those two little ghosts, how could he be impulsive and miss a good seedling!

Just when Wu Yuan scolded Yan Xiao and Ning Yuan in his heart, the black mist in front of him suddenly trembled violently.

Wu Yuan raised his eyebrows in surprise. His black mist is not something that ordinary monks can bear, even if they are monks of the same rank, they are often helpless when they encounter his black mist.

Even if his current cultivation has only recovered to the middle stage of the Yudan, this group of imps ......

Wu Yuan's pupils suddenly shrank, and he saw that the black mist was surging towards the center with lightning speed, as if it had been absorbed by something.

The black mist was quickly sucked away by the suction, which was obviously something that Wuyuan had not expected. The black mist was sucked away so fast that he didn't have time to do anything at all, and he watched as an inverted square tripod was shrouded in the sky above the three of them, and a thin light blue curtain shrouded the three of them on the periphery.

And that big tripod was absorbing a black mist at an unusual speed, but in a moment, the black mist disappeared in front of everyone's eyes. And the bronze square tripod did not have any reaction because of absorbing the black mist.

Yan Xiao and the three of them didn't see embarrassment, and the three of them shot together, supporting the big ding above their heads, and it seemed that they still had some strength left.

And Wuyuan, when he saw that Ding Dading, his complexion changed instantly. The face that had been softened was tense again at this moment, and the corners of his lips pursed slightly were a sign that he was about to be angry.

This big tripod is naturally not the treasure of any of Yan Xiao, Ning Yuan or Cheng Yi. It has a history.

At this moment, Yan Xiao just wanted to appear in front of her master father immediately, give him a thumbs up, and praise him for being like a god.

This big tripod is a special big tripod made for Wuyuan's spell characteristics after the Tongchen real person and Wuyuan, who had fallen into the deformed demon path, officially formed a beam.

On weekdays, it doesn't make much use of itself.

After hearing that Yan Xiao and Ning Yuan were about to leave the mountain during this period, Tongchen Zhenren only thought about it for a while, so he took out this big tripod from the Qiankun bag and told them to bring it.

When Yan Xiao learned about the role of this big ding, she was still very puzzled, why Tongchen Zhenren forced her and Ning Yuan to bring such a big ding, which was very weak on weekdays, and couldn't resist any spells, and couldn't absorb any spells.

It wasn't until Fang ran into Wuyuan that Yan Xiao finally understood her father's good intentions. I also have to sigh in my heart that the person who knows you best is not your friend, but your enemy.

This sentence is probably very appropriate for Wuyuan and Tongchen Zhenren.

Yan Xiao thought, her father was afraid that he knew very well what kind of urine this Wuyuan was, as long as it was a matter of Su Jian and Tongchen, he wanted to intervene.

She and Ning Yuan went down the mountain together for the first time in the real sense, one of them was Su Jian's apprentice, and the other was Tongchen's beloved apprentice, in Wuyuan's eyes, I am afraid that they can already be worthy of those two.

If he is allowed to run into it, I am afraid that Yan Xiao and Ning Yuan will not be able to have good fruits to eat.

It's just that with the special "Fang Yuanding" made by Tongchen Zhenren, in the face of Wuyuan, who is now only in the middle stage of cultivation, Yan Xiao and Ning Yuan tried their best, I am afraid they can escape.

From Wuyuan's stinky face at this time, you can get a glimpse.

Cheng Yi also involuntarily raised his eyebrows at this time. From the moment Ning Yuan calmly summoned this "Fang Yuan Ding", he was a little surprised. It wasn't until he saw that "Fang Yuanding" had released a blue light curtain that he didn't feel at all, and then he had a guess after he had collected the black mist that looked like a rage in Wuyuan.

I'm afraid this Fang Yuanding is aimed at Wuyuan.

At this time, Wuyuan's face was not good, and Cheng Yi knew that his guess was probably seven or eight points close to the truth.

"Tongchen is really a good master with good intentions." Wu Yuan snorted coldly, obviously it was not the first time he had seen the Fang Yuanding in front of him.

"Thank you seniors for your compliments, the family teacher is indeed a rare good master." Ning Yuan calmly took over Wuyuan's words.

With such a smiling expression, Yan Xiao couldn't help but sigh in his heart, sure enough, Ning Yuan is a person who will be serious and make people look upside down.

Sure enough, the next moment, Wuyuan's emotions were quickly led away by Ning Yuan. He threw out a black ball in extreme annoyance and struck towards Ning Yuan's door at a rapid pace.

Ning Yuan's wrist turned slightly, and Fang Yuanding, who was hanging above the heads of the three of them, quickly turned his mouth forward, and as soon as the powerful suction force was retracted, the black ball changed direction in mid-air, and the trajectory that was originally heading straight for Ning Yuan's door instantly turned to Fang Yuanding above his head.

Yan Xiao glanced at Wuyuan with his peripheral vision, and sure enough, he saw that his face was flushed, and his eyes began to become cloudy.

She was slightly settled in her heart, knowing that Ning Yuan's step was afraid that she was on the right path again.

Wu Yuan is not a normal demon cultivator, he is a demon who has gone mad and entered the demon on his own. This kind of monk is very easy to get angry and be led by the nose.

It's just that this kind of monk's attack power is very good, if it weren't for this Fang Yuanding lent to the two of them by Tongchen Zhenren, even if Ning Yuan was familiar with Wuyuan's temperament, it would be difficult to carry out this plan.

Wu Yuan usually has a difficult time meeting a monk of the same level who is comparable to his own strength, and basically without waiting for others to lead him by the nose, he has already corroded his mind by his black qi.

Therefore, at this time, Wuyuan, I am afraid that I don't know yet, and my current situation may not be good for me.

Although Fang Yuanding was a good thing to deal with Wuyuan, it was not something that could be used all the time. It also has an upper limit on its absorption of black fog.

Don't look at it now, with the support of Yan Xiao and Cheng Yi's aura, Ning Yuan is easily manipulating Fang Yuanding to block Wuyuan's constant attacks, but in fact, only he knows that the upper limit of this Fang Yuanding will probably be reached soon.

Wu Yuan's anger at this time had been burned to the peak, and he felt extremely angry. Whoever is played with by a junior will not feel very comfortable in his heart, not to mention, this junior is still the apprentice of the person he hates to gnash his teeth.

One after another, black qi hit the three people opposite from his hand, Cheng Yi's pu fan flying magic weapon was not completely covered by the blue protective shield released by Fang Yuanding due to its large area, and at this time, it had been corroded by the black mist of the abyss one after another.

The wind continued to peek through the black pits, and the whole fan began to shake, obviously a little unstable. And Cheng Yi, from the beginning, he watched the drama for a long time, and now, his face is not very good-looking.

Anyone's magic weapon is destroyed in a pit here or there, and I'm afraid it won't be in a good mood.

What's more, those pits are not caused by ordinary spells, but pits caused by Wuyuan's special demonic energy, and whether they can be repaired is still a question.

I'm afraid Cheng Yi can worry about this problem later, but now he has to worry about another problem.

"My fan can't seem to hold it anymore." After he tried to keep Pu Fan stable many times and stop shaking it anymore but failed, he finally opened his mouth and threw this serious question to Yan Xiao and Ning Yuan.

Just after he said this, Pu Fan shook violently twice as if to make his master's words sound more credible.

These two blows made the soles of the three of them loosen, and they were immediately affected by the action of the earth, and their bodies fell rapidly.

Cheng Yi's face turned dark, and he withdrew the aura that was constantly inputting Fang Yuanding, and quickly acted on his pu fan, and finally stabilized it after the pu fan fell twenty zhang.

He had just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw a cloud of black gas hit his feet. The fan at his feet was immediately eroded into a large pit, and the scenery below could be vaguely seen. However, the remaining black qi continued unabated, and under his hurried evasion, it still eroded a corner of his robe.

Cheng Yi had already raised his hand to cut off the robe.

The black Taoist robe, even if it was eroded to black, still couldn't see any clues. I saw a black robe, along the big hole at his feet, and fell downward.

Cheng Yideng frowned and looked towards Ning Yuan.

"A magic weapon for smiling!" Ning Yuan obviously also saw what happened to Cheng Yi. And Cheng Yi's sudden withdrawal of aura also made Ning Yuan suddenly miss, unable to control Fang Yuanding, and missed the attack that flew towards Cheng Yi's feet.

Yan Xiao was obviously prepared, and after Ning Yuan shouted, the glass bottle appeared under the pu fan.

"Cheng Daoyou!" Seeing this, Yan Xiao snorted lightly. Cheng Yi understood, and while re-inputting his aura into Fang Yuanding, he raised his hand and removed the pu fan that was already shaking and pitted. I don't know how distressed I feel in my heart.

Yan Xiao looked at the pu fan that was put away by Cheng Yi, and also felt pain for him. That pu fan is Yan Xiao's ideal flying magic weapon, which is comfortable and stable, and it is simply a necessary weapon for long-distance flights.

After a second of distress, Yan Xiao immediately began to flexibly manipulate the glass bottle, dodging the black qi that was directly attacking the three of them.

Then, Yan Xiao commanded the glass bottle to fly upwards again, and once again went straight to the abyssal bone dragon.

"Fang Yuanding is about to lose it, right?" Wu Yuan suddenly faced the three of them and grinned at his black mouth.

Yan Xiao's heart jumped, and he glanced at Ning Yuan, who was slightly pale, and suddenly knew that Wuyuan's words were true. (To be continued.) )