Shout!

Another flying sword flew out, like a swimming koi in the air, full of aura.

The fire was raging, the hot tongue of fire licked the man's clothes, and in the blood-colored flames, he kept waving the order flag to drive the flames to resist, and the two flying swords did not bring him danger, but made him tired to deal with.

The flying sword was naturally not a random slash, the sword man's eyes shimmered, his arms danced, and the flying sword in the distance seemed to be held by one or two invisible swordsmen, constantly performing mysterious swordsmanship, each sword stabbed at the opponent's weakness.

"Uhh

The Edgeworth man was no better, the momentum on his body was already showing signs of weakening, and there was a faint trace of decaying black qi on his face, and it seemed that it would not be long before he could support it.

At this moment, the eyes of the man in the flames suddenly became firm, and he seemed to have made a difficult decision.

He tapped the storage bag on his waist, and a small ball like a glass ball appeared in his hand.

He crushed the ball in pain, only to hear a 'click', and a pale white halo was released from the ball and spread all the way down his arm and all over his body.

The command flag he waved in his hand paused slightly because of this subtle movement, and the flames around him finally showed a flaw, and a flying sword took advantage of the weakness and stabbed towards the top of the gloomy man's head!

The sword was so sudden that he didn't have time to dodge it, but he didn't show the slightest look of horror, but was extremely confident, as if he hadn't seen the flying sword hanging above his head.

Airplanes!

That layer of white light seemed to be a lingering sea water, and the menacing sword qi was gently blocked, and the flying sword could not split the water, and all attacks were dissolved by the white light like mud cows entering the sea.

The white light feels very clear and gentle, as if it can resolve all the contradictions in the world, and there is a holy and holy power to support it, among which it seems to be seen a monk who is bathing.

The flying sword trembled a few times in the white light, and then the light dimmed, and it lost the control of the Edgeworth man, and it turned into a piece of mortal iron and fell from the sky, losing its spirituality.

"Purifying Beads!" The Edgeworth man's face changed drastically when he saw the strange scene in front of him.

He didn't hesitate to turn around and leave, almost overdrawing his life, driving the flying sword under his feet with all his strength to fly at an unprecedented speed, leaving a long streamer in the air.

"If you want to run, let me waste a body purification bead, your death will be worth it!" said the man resentfully.

The flying sword that lost control fell, and the hands of the shadowy man were completely freed.

He held the command flag and drew a strange path in the air, the order flag was suspended in front of him, his eyes were burning, his hands were pinching, and he kept changing the law seal, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The light on the surface of the Lingqi also became more and more abundant, and when it reached a peak, only to hear the Yin Man shout, a layer of blood light condensed on the surface of the Lingqi, and finally condensed into a thick blood droplet.

The blood light was extremely strange and terrifying, as if something was wriggling inside, and finally like a hungry demon, it flew towards the man who had already flown out some distance.

The man with Edgeworth suddenly had a palpitation, he realized that something was wrong, he didn't dare to hesitate in the slightest, and as soon as he flipped his hand, a rune paper with mysterious words appeared in his palm, and he turned around to resist.

But it was too late, the speed of the red light was far faster than he could fly, and as soon as he turned around, the blood light was already in front of him.

"Ahh

A scream that did not seem like a human voice came from his mouth, and a blood-colored flame suddenly ignited on his body, and the whole person seemed to be fished out of a pool of blood, and it was hard to imagine what kind of pain he was suffering.

At this time, the rune paper in his hand was urged, and a white light flashed, and the sword man disappeared from Yan Xing's field of vision, without the slightest trace.

The shadowy man was also stunned, he flew to the location where the other party disappeared and probed, and after confirming that the other party had indeed disappeared, he stopped looking.

Yan Xing saw that the person's face was so gloomy that he could almost drip water, and he must have been in a bad mood.

"He was hit by my Blood Flame Dafa and deserved to be burned to death, I don't know what kind of treasure that rune paper is, not only extinguished the Blood Flame but also let him escape!"

"I actually wasted a purification bead and found nothing!" In the end, he gritted his teeth and became hysterical, and he ordered the flag to turn over, and the forest was burned to the ground with a piece of blood and flames.

It wasn't until he left that Yan Xing came out of the shadows.

"Tsk, I actually encountered the matter of killing people and snatching treasures, the cultivation world is really cruel, and I think that person will not live long. Seeing that the two fought but there was no result in the end, Yan Xing sighed with emotion.

"But it sounds like their battle has something to do with the ruins of Jinjun. Yan Xing muttered.

When he was in Donghai County, Yan Xing learned that the so-called ruins were actually an ancient battlefield, and what made the two of them fight was something called the Ancient Battlefield Token.

"Listening to them, it looks like they need that token to enter the ruins. Yan Xing thought that he didn't have an ancient battlefield token, and suddenly he was not interested in the ruins, so what did it mean if he couldn't enter the ancient battlefield?

"If only I could get it..." All of this is just Yan Xing's speculation and thoughts.

Yan Xing flew back boredly, thinking about whether to enter the city to loot a cultivator and grab a token.

But this idea was immediately strangled in the cradle by Yan Xing, there were definitely many cultivators in the vicinity, and their cultivation was not low, and he didn't want to be attacked by the group of immortal cultivators.

Looking at the sky, it was already dusk on the horizon, and the time was not early, Yan Xing landed on a mountain cliff to spend the night.

Tomorrow he was going to find out what was going on with this relic called the Ancient Battlefield.

As he thought, a familiar smell filled the air, faint but unable to escape the dragon's sense of smell.

This is a long-lost fragrance, Yan Xing was intoxicated with it, and unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of water, this taste is really nostalgic.

"Well, when you smell it, it's a grilled meat that's charred on the outside and tender on the inside. It's been a long time since I've eaten barbecue..." Yan Xing swallowed a mouthful of water, and he suddenly felt that his stomach was empty, and the spirit fruit in the storage dragon scales could not lift his appetite at all.

It is very important for young dragons to grow before the age of five, because all animals have some toxins and impurities in their bodies to a greater or lesser extent, so it is best not to eat meat.

In order to make the young dragon's meridians grow better, Longxia has always only provided him with spirit fruits, and Yan Xing, who has not seen any fish for many years, has long been a little unbearable.

Now five years old, he can no longer be a vegetarian under the stimulation of this scent.

"I don't know who is so emotional, barbecue meat in this deep mountain and old forest. Yan Xing made a calculation of grabbing the meat and looked for the source of the fragrance.

When he found the source of the so-called fragrance, Yan Xing was puzzled why this source was buried under the soil.

Is it a special cooking method like making a chicken, or is it a trap set by someone to bury the roasted food under the soil and lure the meat-loving monster to dig through the soil to trigger the mechanism?

Holding the principle of safety first and food second, Yan Xing wandered around the surrounding woods, not even seeing a shadow of a person.

Hey, strange thing, Yan Xing secretly said strange in his heart, and finally just guessed that someone had roasted wild game when he passed here, and in order to hide his whereabouts, he hid the uneaten meat.

He returned to the source of the fragrance and said with pity: "I don't know which brother-in-law wasted food, I haven't tasted it for five years, and I can't eat it." ”

Yan Xing slapped his paw on the ground in an atmospheric manner, and suddenly the floating soil was shaken away, and a muffled cough came from the ground, the smell of barbecue was lighter, but the smell of blood was even stronger.

Hearing this muffled cough, Yan Xing instantly realized that it didn't seem to be a barbecue meat underneath, it should be a living thing.

In amazement, he carefully dug away the surrounding soil, and the bottom appeared in front of Yan Xing.

Yan Xing couldn't help but gasp when he saw the true face of this thing, who is this!

The thing in front of him was extremely strange, like a piece of human-shaped charcoal, his body was almost scorched, exuding the smell of roasted meat, and the skin was cracked red with blood in the black burn marks.

Where is there a person like this! It's just miserable! What kind of person is so perverted and actually roasting people in the wilderness! Yan Xing's heart is innumerable, and he doesn't know where to start.

The man hadn't even died, but he was still breathing, and he was not far from hitting the street, and if ordinary people were burned so badly, they would have died a long time ago.

Suddenly, Yan Xing remembered the man who had disappeared just now.

Could it be that he is counted?

The more Yan Xing thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, that person was burned by the fire in the end, but he didn't expect to let himself run into it.

Yan Xing's eyes almost lit up, when he was thirsty, someone actually brought water, and he sent the key just about to enter the ruins, this is not God's favor or something.

But Yan Xing thought about it and decided to save people first, after all, human life is at stake, maybe he can get some news if he saves him.

Yan Xing was not worried about saving him, he bit himself in turn, it would be good to be injured so badly to survive, how could he fight with himself.

He immediately moved his hand and sent him to the cliff first, and then Yan Xing took off the two storage bags with tattered appearances from his waist.

The storage tool that immortal cultivators usually use to hold things such as magic weapons and pills is the storage bag, which is similar to Yan Xing's storage dragon scales, so I won't introduce it here.

Yan Xing injected the True Yuan into one of them, and a space the size of a room suddenly appeared in his mind.

"This is too rich!" a scene in the storage bag made Yan Xing exclaim.

The space was filled with countless spirit stones, not to mention thousands, and there were more than a dozen bottles of pills in small bottles in one corner!

The spirit stone is an ore that is similar to crystal in appearance, which contains strange powers, and cultivators can directly convert it into their own true yuan after absorbing it, and it is more of a currency between cultivators.

To put it bluntly, this thing is money.

(To be continued)......