A white light streaked by, and an ink dragon tore through the void and came out roaring, swooping down on the mad lion. The invincible mad lion was so weak under the suppression of the powerful momentum of the ink dragon, and it was already torn apart by the ink dragon without making a sound.

Mo Long's body was suspended in the air, and the hideous dragon head looked down at Baiwei who fell to the ground, and his eyes burst out with hatred. After two hundred years of not seeing, Baiwei has broken through to the Golden Immortal, but despite this, he is still shocked by the Molong of Yuanwei. Baiwei collapsed on the ground, only to feel that his body was cold and stiff, and he could barely move.

"All the lions in the world should be damned!" said Mo Long, who opened his mouth, and it was the voice of Yuan Wei.

"Motoo, you've changed!" Baiwei said tremblingly.

Motowei waved the white staff, and the ink dragon in the void turned into a torrential rain and poured down, drenching Baiwei from head to toe.

"Oh, I'm going to ask Senior Brother Baiwei, where have I changed?" asked Motoo with a sneer.

Baiwei mustered up the courage to get up from the ground, "The Motoo I knew back then was pure and kind by nature, and valued family and friendship more than his own life! Sometimes I even think that if you become the head of the Emperor Mountain Realm and then dominate the Three Realms, it will be a blessing for the Three Realms!"

Mu Wei clapped her hands and smiled happily: "You still have some vision!"

However, Bai Wei said again: "But, now you have changed! You have stolen the aura of our Candle Yin Realm! You know the importance of aura to immortal cultivators, but you trampled on their life and death and plundered their hope! Because of your greed, tens of millions of immortal cultivators have died in the Candle Yin Realm! What are their crimes?"

"I didn't steal the aura of the Candle Netherworld!" Motoo scolded loudly.

"Hahaha! Yuanwei, Yuanwei! You make me look down on me more and more! Outside Wushan City, Mu Wei Tianxian personally admitted that the aura of the Candle Netherworld was teleported by you to the Fire Dirt Mountain, and now you actually deny it!" Baiwei roared sadly. Pathos gave Baiwei great strength and made him dare to face Motoo.

Mu Wei was furious: "When did I say that my brother transmitted the aura of the Candle Yin Realm to the Fire Dirt Mountain? Obviously someone sent the spiritual energy to the Fire Dirt Mountain to frame my brother and frame our Emperor Mountain Realm! Are you all blind and can't see?!"

"Reiki is the foundation of cultivating immortals, who will spoil aura, except for the most vicious people? No, no, no, after the aura is injected into the Fire Dirt Mountain, it will be transformed into dead qi, and the only one who can enjoy the dead qi in the Three Realms is Yuanwei! So, the only one who steals the aura is you-Yuanwei!" Baiwei pointed to Yuanwei and chattered.

"Get out!" Mu Wei waved his wooden staff angrily, and thousands of grass and roots jumped up from the dirt and headed straight for Baiwei.

Baiwei laughed wildly and retreated, and he roared: "Yuanwei, let me make you the last delicious meal, it's not in vain that we get acquainted!"

In the midst of laughter, Baiwei's body burst into flames, and the bursting flames forced back the roots of the grass and trees, and formed a huge circle of fire around Motowei.

Being in the circle of fire is like tormenting in a hot pot, dozens of low-realm Emperor Mountain cultivators screamed in the circle of fire and turned into ashes, it turned out that Baiwei wanted to use himself as a flame to cook Yuanwei and the others as food. It's just that Baiwei's realm is really not as good as Yuanwei, and after Yuanwei waved his staff to condense an ice dragon to shatter Baiwei, those rootless and ownerless flames were quietly extinguished.

Even Baiwei began to suspect Yuanwei, and the Candle Netherworld was afraid that he had already regarded him as the source of this aura disaster.

Not long after Baiwei died, countless shouts could be heard in the distance. It turned out that Baiwei had rebuilt the Tielie Sect over the years, and when he heard that Yuanwei had killed the Candle Netherworld again, he immediately brought all the immortal cultivators in the sect to stop Yuanwei.

"The sect master was killed by Yuanwei!"

"Motoo is really vicious!"

"Kill Motowei to avenge the sect master!"

"For the sake of the Candle Netherworld, kill Genwei!"

The disciples of the Iron Lie Sect roared angrily and rushed over desperately, as if they were willing to die for some noble goal.

Jiang Dong'er watched the chill on Yuanwei's face getting stronger and stronger, and he also took the Emperor Mountain Immortal Cultivator to greet him.

"Kill them all!" Jiang Dong'er roared.

In just half a pillar of incense, all the immortal cultivators of the Iron Lie Sect have been killed, and occasionally some remnant souls abandon their mutilated bodies and flee in a hurry.

Looking at the mess, Yuan Wei felt very depressed. Back then, he got along very well with Baiwei, the two had a similar temper and trusted each other, and Baiwei even gave the Shenxiao shield to Yuanwei and saved Yuanwei in several crises. Unexpectedly, when I saw it now, Baiwei had such a deep misunderstanding of Motoo that he was willing to die.

Seeing that Yuanwei was sullen, Mu Wei came over and persuaded him: "Brother, don't be sad, that Baiwei is confused, you should be killed!"

Yuan Wei smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Even Baiwei believes that I stole the aura of the Candle Netherworld, and no one in the Candle Netherworld will ever believe that I am innocent anymore, right?"

Mu Wei was arrogant: "Why do they believe it! If they dare to come, we will dare to kill until they are afraid!"

Just as Yuan Wei was worried, in the next few days, on the way to the Bright Sun City, there were Candle Yin Immortal cultivators who came to surround them, and they all firmly believed that Yuan Wei was the biggest villain in the Three Realms, and they all wanted to use their own death to stop Yuan Wei from saving the Three Realms.

As Mu Wei said, the Emperor Mountain Immortal Cultivators killed all the Candle Yin Immortal Cultivators who dared to show their faces.

"Seniors and peers of the Emperor Mountain Realm, don't be obsessed, you must understand that the common enemy of the Three Realms at the moment is only Xuan Mo, and we are killing each other......!"

Yafu tidied up her messy clothes, and said to Yuan Wei worriedly: "My lord, there are countless immortal cultivators coming to us in the east and west, north and south, if we want to kill in the Bright Sun City, I am afraid that most of us will have to die of exhaustion here...... Why don't I take a few more scouts and find a way to avoid them......"

"Forget it, let's fix it for a few days!" Motoo refused.

Yuan Wei looked back at the tired Emperor Mountain Immortal Cultivators, the continuous fighting for several days made them lose the look on their faces, and the hot and dry earth was absorbing the aura from their bodies all the time, and a strong sense of powerlessness spread over everyone. No one cared about their image anymore, they were lying on the ground in a mess, silent.

"I remember, there seems to be a plum forest in front of me!" Motoo said with a wry smile, swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

"Li Zilin?" Yafu was a little puzzled.

Mu Wei shouted, "Get up, get up! There's a plum forest ahead, let's go and rest there!"

"Li Zilin?"

"There's Li Zilin in front!"

The Emperor Mountain Immortal Cultivators were extremely excited, thinking of the plums hanging on the branches that were either sour or sweet and sour, saliva instantly gushed out, and the dry and bursting lips instantly became plump and full.

Nie Tianlei got up from the dirt and threw himself to Yuanwei's side, and asked in surprise, "Brother, is there really Li Zilin?"

Looking at the anticipation on Nie Tianlei's face, Yuanwei seemed to have returned to the time when he first met Nie Tianlei and Nie Rong'er in the Nanmeng Wasteland. Nie Tianlei and Nie Rong'er, who were rescued by Yuanwei at that time, stared at Yuanwei with such a dastaring gaze, calling their brother one after another.

Motowei waved his staff, and an ice dragon roared into the distance, bursting into a cloud of ink at the end of nowhere, and then the icy rain fell. Mu Wei looked at Yuan Wei with pity, she knew that this was completely Yuan Wei using his aura to nourish a piece of land and create a resting place for the Emperor Mountain Immortal Cultivators.

Mu Wei also waved his staff, and a grass and wood dragon followed behind the ice dragon, melting in the ink clouds and in the ice rain. The seeds of the Grass and Tree Dragon followed the rain into the soil, and when the Emperor Mountain Immortal Cultivator arrived, a real plum forest would grow there.

"Mu Wei!" Motoo gratefully took Mu Wei's hand and choked up a little.

Mu Wei pouted and didn't say anything, she just buried her face in Motoo's arms as usual. Pressed together, both of them sensed a hint of weakness in each other.

Nie Tianlei also understood Yuanwei's intention to spend his spiritual power to help the Emperor Mountain Immortal Cultivators, but he couldn't suppress his desires and impulses, he immediately shouted, "Let's go, go to Li Zilin for a full meal!"

Under the leadership of Nie Tianlei, the Emperor Mountain Immortal Cultivators rushed towards the ink cloud in the distance.

By the time Yuanwei and Mu Wei came hand in hand to the ink clouds, dozens of acres of plum forests had indeed grown there, and the huge plums were hanging on the high branches with purple brilliance, and most of the Emperor Mountain Realm immortal cultivators who had eaten the plums and seemed satisfied had already fallen asleep in the muddy water under the tree. The dirty mud is as comfortable as a soft bed bedding and makes people feel relaxed.

"Who is hiding there?" said Immortal Guiyue suddenly, dragging her spear and showing a pair of huge wings on her back, her face guarded.

The Emperor Mountain Immortal Cultivators got up one after another, clenching the spiritual weapons in their hands and looking around. No one would have imagined that there were people hidden in this plum forest that made Guiyue Tianxian very jealous.

"Senior Guiyue, it's me, Lan Yujiang!"

A small figure behind the plum tree appeared in front of Guiyue, Yuanwei and others, and it was indeed Lan Yujiang.

Lan Yujiang has changed a lot, the appearance of the yellow-haired girl in her teens was almost invisible, and now she has grown into a tall girl. It's just that when he grew up, Lan Yujiang was still wearing a gray coarse cloth dress, a speckled leopard skin around his waist, and a small hunting fork more than two feet long in his hand. This made Yuanwei and Guiyue recognize her as Lan Yujiang at a glance.

Lan Yujiang's mother, Mengluo and Guiyue, used to be good friends, and Lan Yujiang naturally knew Guiyue.

However, Guiyue was not at ease, and the spear in her hand emitted a crackling point of light, and she trembled endlessly. Guiyue has reason to be vigilant, because he betrayed the Candle Yin Realm with Ling Jian, and even more because the Blue Jade Frontier has also broken through the Heavenly Immortal Realm!

In just one hundred years, Blue Jade Territory has broken through all the way from the Earth Immortal Realm to the Heavenly Immortal Realm!

First saw Cao Tianyi in the Heavenly Immortal Realm, and then saw the Blue Jade Frontier in the Heavenly Immortal Realm, the hearts of all the Emperor Mountain Immortal cultivators sank all the way, and no one knew how many Heavenly Immortals the Candle Yin Realm had at this time!

"Lan Yujiang, what are you doing here?" Guiyue pointed at Lan Yujiang and asked loudly.

"I ......" Lan Yujiang glanced at Yuanwei who was sitting on the ground, hesitated for a moment and continued, "I just feel very close to my brother, so I want to come over and talk to my brother for a few words......"

Lan Yujiang and Yuanwei are of course close, every time they met before, she would even throw herself into Yuanwei's arms and be coquettish unscrupulously, and even did not shy away from the existence of Mu Wei. Today's life points have made Yuanwei a little lonely.

"Say whatever you want here!" Mu Wei said coldly.

Lan Yujiang saw that Yuanwei was sitting in the muddy water and didn't mean to get up, so he simply sat in front of him.

"Brother, the Candle Netherworld is out of control!" Lan Yujiang said.