Big bamboo peak, back mountain, green bamboo all over the whole mountain forest, when the mountain wind blows, the verdant bamboo sways with the wind, undulating, like a vast emerald green ocean set off a wave of waves, looking at the clouds from afar, like a beautiful landscape painting, it is one of the six views of Qingyun "bamboo tao".

"Whoosh!"

The sound of the wind sounded.

Two streams of light shot from the direction of Tongtian Peak, and when they reached the top of the bamboo sea, they suddenly stopped, and two figures appeared.

It is Qi Fang and Wan Wan.

After they left Tongtian Peak, they went straight to the bamboo forest above the mountain behind the Great Bamboo Peak, and their eyes swept from the vast bamboo sea and landed on a deep canyon in the distance.

"It should be there." Qi Fang's voice rang out.

Then, the figures of the two flickered again, leaving two afterimages in place, and swept towards the valley in the bamboo forest at a gallop.

The valley here is a hundred feet deep, shrouded in clouds and fog, and it is impossible to see the bottom from above.

Qi Fang and Wan Wan passed through the clouds, drilled into the valley, and flew slowly forward against the bamboo forest at the bottom of the valley, and soon saw a small pool, the range was not large, the water quality was green, and the source was not visible, most of them were formed by the gushing of underground spring water. There is a gap on the west side of the pool, from which the water flows out and merges into a small stream, which winds its way away.

With the waterhole as the center, there is not a single inch of grass within a radius of three zhang, but there is a lush forest outside the three zhang, forming a distinct dividing line, which looks very abrupt.

In the middle of the pool, there are piles of rocks of different sizes and shapes, and a small number of them dominate the water. In the midst of the rocks, a short black rod was inserted diagonally, one foot above the water, and the rest were immersed in water, and the whole body was jet black, and it was impossible to see what material it was.

"Soul Stick."

When Qi Fang approached this object, he suddenly had an uncomfortable feeling, as if he had turned around in place dozens of times, his mind was a little dizzy, and he was nauseous and wanted to vomit, which was a protest from his body's instinct, and it was not until he used his divine power for a week that this abnormal feeling disappeared.

Wan Wan was the opposite of him, there was a feeling of being like a fish in water, the whole person was excited, the pores of her body were dilated, and she was crazy to devour the yin qi floating in the air.

This short black stick is called the Soul Stick, it is a natural ghost treasure, and its power is not under the Nine Heavens Divine Soldier, Lu Xueqi once used the Tianya Sword to slash this stick, but it can't hurt it in the slightest.

There is a record in the ancient books: there is a strange iron in the sky, falling in the nine shadows, the ghost fire burns the yin spirit to refine it, the thousand years of square red, the thousand years of forming, the thousand years of gathering the spirit of the ghosts, the thousand years into the soul of the soul, so it is called the soul rod.

Wan Wan didn't care about the ferocity of the dementor rod at all, and her figure came to the pile of rocks in a flash, and the jade hand reached out and grabbed the dementor rod in her hand.

"Buzz."

The dementor rod suddenly vibrated violently, and the fetish had a spirit, unwilling to be subdued. Billowing black gas surged out from the short rod and forced it towards Wan Wan.

At the same time, a strong wind suddenly rose, blowing the entire bamboo forest "whoosh", and the clouds and mist in the valley were stirred by the wind and spun rapidly.

In the sky, a few dark clouds floated from nowhere, converging above the valley, making the entire valley darken, and the air suddenly became heavy, giving people a feeling of oppression, as if a rainstorm was coming, and they were born out of phase.

"Hmph."

Wan Wan snorted coldly, silently running the magic skills, while swallowing and refining the fierce qi surging from the soul rod, while destroying the magic power, pouring into the short rod, wanting to "tame" it.

Although the dementor rod was a natural artifact, it still couldn't resist Wan Wan's immortal magic skills, and was slowly suppressed and tamed by her.

At this moment, a loud shout came from the sky: "Demon, dare to come to Qingyun Mountain to make trouble!" ”

Qi Fang looked up, only to see a fiery red light appear below the dark clouds, the flames became more and more vigorous, and the fire became brighter and brighter, illuminating the entire valley, and the dark clouds were illuminated red, as if they were inlaid with a golden edge.

The next moment, the red flames flashed, and the mountains and seas poured downward, like a huge wave of flames, surging forward, making the green bamboos within a radius of thirty zhang scorch.

The person who came was Tian Buyi.

Several disciples on Dazhu Peak were not very competitive, participated in the Seven Veins Martial Arts, and were eliminated early, only Song Daren entered the top 16, and unfortunately lost when competing with Tongtian Peak Chang Jian, and failed to advance to the top eight.

Tian Buyi is a very face-saving person, seeing that all his disciples were defeated, how could he still have the face to stay in Tongtian Peak, so he simply took all his disciples home, and he didn't even think about the follow-up of the Seven Veins Martial Arts.

On this day, he was angry in the house, and suddenly felt a strange fluctuation coming from the back mountain, the sky changed, the wind rose, and the dark clouds came, and he couldn't help but attract his attention, so he drove the Red Flame Fairy Sword to the top of the valley, and saw the two people at the bottom of the valley at a glance.

The black gas on the soul dementor stick is steaming, and Wan Wan is destroying the demon skill again, and the demonic energy is surging.

With Tian Buyi's eyesight, he knew at a glance that the black short stick was definitely a fierce thing, and the woman was also a person from the Demon Dao, so he sacrificed the Red Flame Sword without saying a word, turning into a sea of fire and roaring away.

"Open!"

A flash of golden light flashed in Qi Fang's pupils, and his eyes looked towards the rolling sea of fire like electricity, and then his hands pierced into the void, tearing them to both sides, and the raging sea of fire was split in half by him like a rag.

As soon as the flames parted, a three-foot-long red fairy sword suddenly appeared in the gap, flashing with dazzling red light, and shot towards Qi Fang.

"Smack!"

Qi Fang's gaze remained unchanged, as if he had expected it, and with a close of his palms, he clamped the red fairy sword in his hand with a "snap".

The flying red rays stopped, and the flames in the sky disappeared at once.

The Red Flame Immortal Sword trembled with a "buzz", and the red light was uncertain, but it couldn't escape from Qi Fang's palms.

"Up!"

Tian Buyi's face changed suddenly, and he silently recited the mantra in his mouth, put his fingers together, and pointed his sword at a move.

The Red Flame Immortal Sword was pulled out of Qi Fang's palms with a "whoosh", hovering in the air for a circle, like a dragon swimming for nine days, and returned to Tian Buyi with a "whoosh".

"Red Fire True Dragon, Disease!"

Tian Buyi quickly pinched the magic technique, pointed at the sword, and the Red Flame Immortal Sword suddenly made a clanging sound, and the red light was great. With a "boom", the blazing flames gushed out, turning into a flaming dragon that overturned the clouds and covered the sea, tearing apart the dark clouds in the valley, and the flames rushed straight to the nine heavens.

After Tian Buyi pointed down, the fire dragon let out a roar, drilled out of the clouds, and quickly pounced towards Qi Fang.

This fire dragon is somewhat similar to the Eight Desolation Fire Dragons summoned by Xuanhuojian, but it is much more powerful, and before it gets close, it has already forced people to breathe.

Qi Fang's face did not change, he stretched out his hand to grasp it in the void, and a long sword as bright as autumn water, glowing with a faint blue light, appeared sharply in his hand.

"Buzz."

A soft whistle.

The long sword swelled out of a ten-zhang long cyan sword, and with a wave of Qi Fang's arm, it slashed towards the swooping fire dragon.