Xuanji secretly hides the Fuyi collection of books, and helps Qin Yue to help the world 3

When a few red flame birds saw her looking over, they flew forward quite knowingly: "What do you have to say from your seniors?" โ€

Qin Yue smiled and slowly shared his thoughts with them: "If the star stone is useless, please trouble your Red Flame Bird Clan to spit out a few fireballs." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeใ€‚ infoโ€

The Red Flame Bird Clan is good at fire, and the fireball they spit out is huge, no less powerful than a high-grade Dao weapon. Although in front of the Immortal Crossing Period cultivators, the high-grade Dao Weapon was not worth mentioning at all, but the hundreds or thousands of High-grade Dao Weapons were a little annoying.

And at this moment, the red flame birds that are following behind are densely packed, and there are at least dozens of them. Each spit out a few fireballs, are you afraid that you can't blow Zeng Yi out?

Naturally, the Red Flame Birds had no objections, flew back, and talked about it with the entire Red Flame Bird Clan. There was no worry or fear in the eyes of the birds, only the excitement of eagerness, which was quite amazing.

After a few days, everyone finally arrived in the forest on the outskirts of the city.

Qin Yue suddenly remembered that his Thousand Lotus Flame was still with Zeng Yi, and he didn't have a good time thinking about it for more than a hundred years.

She raised her hand and pinched out the law.

In the past hundred years, Zeng Yi has indeed not lived very comfortably.

As soon as he came, the people of Xuancheng became a lot more vigilant and would not come to this forest easily. That clump of red flowers has not received fresh blood for a long time, and even his cultivation cannot be benefited.

Second, it is the eternal Thousand Lotus Flame that has been dangling in front of him, and he can't get rid of it. Ever since Zeng Yi began to practice puppetry, he has become more and more light-phobic and more fond of darkness. In the face of the Thousand Lotus Phantom Fire, he was both afraid and angry, and his mood became more and more irritable day by day.

In fact, with Zeng Yixian's cultivation during the crossing period, he could have erased the mark left by Qin Yue on the Thousand Lotus Secret Fire, but the Thousand Lotus Ghost Fire was mixed with Qin Yue's Spirit Root Fire for many years, and over time, this strange fire was also mixed with a little bit of Spirit Root Fire, which completely became Qin Yue's possession. As long as Qin Yue was still alive, no one could take the Thousand Lotus Phantom Fire for himself, not even if it was an Immortal Crossing Period cultivator, he would have no chance to control it.

Fortunately, Zeng Yi is a monk who has practiced for hundreds of thousands of years, and in the face of this obstacle, he still has patience. So he still stayed in the depths of the rift, waiting for more Xuancheng people to cultivate and throw themselves into the net.

Like, now.

The crack slowly opened, and Zeng Yi pushed the Thousand Lotus Flame in front of him away, his eyes showing a smug and sneering look, like a fierce beast lurking in the dark.

Except for the female cultivator who successfully escaped a hundred years ago, no one has ever entered this rift and can get out unharmed.

But the expected self-defeating cultivator did not appear. On the contrary, there are countless stones that have fallen down, and these stones are shiny and shiny, and when they fall down, they are like shining meteors, brilliant and gorgeous.

The dark world in the rift is like a field illuminated by a galaxy, and every place is sprinkled with starlight.

Zeng Yi frowned, looked at the shining stones all over the ground and muttered, "Star stones? โ€

A stone that has no aura but shines amazingly!

He was not stupid, and he was aware of the unusualness of this situation. No one knew that he was photophobic, except ...... The nun who escaped from here in the first place!

Thinking of this, Zeng Yi's irritable mood seemed to be intensified, he stepped on the void, jumped suddenly, and jumped out of the crack.

Qin Yue didn't expect him to appear so soon. Seeing him appear, he took out the formation that he had prepared in the morning, and without saying a word, threw it at Zeng Yi.

This is the formation she set up on the way here, it is a killing array, and there are many small fire-based spells buried in the killing array, although it can't cause fatal damage to Zeng Yi, but at least it can delay him for a while.

At this time, it is enough for everyone present to repair and harmonize the demon beasts, and it is better to strike first.

But Qin Yue lacked fighting experience after all, and he didn't expect Zeng Yi's series of moves.

He saw Qin Yue at a glance, and shouted first: "Rats! This seat will come to break your body into pieces today! โ€

Then he saw a large number of people behind Qin Yue cultivating demon beasts.

He immediately realized what was happening: this female cultivator had gathered this group of monks and beasts, intending to exterminate him!

Joke, he has been in the Immortal Crossing Period for hundreds of thousands of years, and he is only one step away from the True Immortal, how can he be afraid of this rabble?

"Hmph," Zeng Yi sneered in his heart, "I don't bother to make a move on this group of waste, wait until I summon a few puppets to come back and fight them!" โ€

Then he retreated to the side of the rift with disdain on his face. At this moment, Qin Yue's killing array flew behind Zeng Yi and hit him hard, knocking him down directly.

The deep crack began to slowly close.

Qin Yue's eyes widened. This scene fell into her eyes, and there was only one unbelievable thought left: This male cultivator, unexpectedly, ran away?

Seeing that the rift was about to be completely closed, Qin Yue hurriedly glanced at the Red Flame Bird Clan. A group of red flame birds received her gaze, and the fur around them was lit with flames, and from a distance, it looked like a continuous flame. After a moment, the flame split into several clusters, gradually condensing into dozens of powerful fireballs. The fireballs rose into the air, then fell to the ground, falling into the dark rift.

Now that the rift had not been completely closed, the Red Flame Bird Clan glanced at each other in pairs, and formed a second batch of fireballs. This batch of fireballs was more numerous than the one just now, one after the other, "plopping" into the rift.

But Zeng Yi didn't appear like a thunderbolt. Qin Yue looked at the crack that was almost completely closed, and shook her head helplessly: she really couldn't guess Zeng Yi's thoughts!

In fact, Zeng Yi didn't want to go up and compete with Qin Yue and the others.

He had just been smashed by Qin Yue's formation, and before he could come back to his senses, he was hit by a crackling fireball, and he was angry in his heart, and he was about to fly up to fight with Qin Yue, but he was overwhelmed by another batch of fireballs.

After he practiced the puppet, he had some restraint with the fire spell. But whether it was those overwhelming fireballs or the formations thrown by Qin Yue, they were all related to fire-based spells.

Zeng Yi gradually understood in his heart: "That female cultivator knows my shortcomings!" โ€

It's not a good feeling, as if all your weaknesses are exposed. Zeng Yi became more and more embarrassed, and just wanted to kill Qin Yue and ...... as soon as possible

This female cultivator has challenged his bottom line several times, and he must personally break her into pieces!

The crack gradually closed, Qin Yue sighed silently, it seemed that Zeng Yi would not appear......

At this moment, a hand stretched out from the crack, and then the crack quickly parted to both sides, Zeng Yi jumped out, his long nails flashed coldly, and his palm turned into a devil's claw, stretching straight towards Qin Yue.

Qin Yue...... What a surprise.

She didn't expect Zeng Yi to come out.

The brown fur on the surface of Zeng Yi's palm had been burned black by the fireball, and it looked even more terrifying.