Nine Elephant Island, in the bustling street market.

An old man swept around with a serious face, his eyes full of doubt.

The middle-aged man next to him said helplessly: "Uncle Shi, just leave this matter to our juniors to do, why do you want to come in person?"

The old man snorted coldly: "I don't know you little rabbit cubs, all of them are the masters who can't work hard, this holy son is related to my 10,000-year plan to leave the Fire Sword Sect, I must come in person."

This old man is Mo Tianyun, the patriarch of the Lihuo Sword Sect, and the middle-aged man is Gongsun Ting, the head of the Lihuo Sword Sect.

When Gongsun Ting heard Mo Tianyun's words, he laughed dryly, but he secretly said in his heart: "What kind of holy son is this, our whole sect has been looking for it for several months, but there is no information at all, who still has the spare time to find that holy son?"

Of course, Gongsun Ting would never dare to say this.

"No, this Holy Son is near this Nine Elephant Island, why did that breath suddenly disappear?"

Mo Tianyun's eyes glanced around, his brows furrowed, and said, "Could it be that the Holy Son is leaving again?"

Gongsun Ting said with a smile: "Senior Uncle Ancestor, I think we might as well go back first, in total, many of our elders from the Fire Sword Sect are distributed around Jiuxiang Island, as long as the Holy Son appears, he will soon be able to find out."

Mo Tianyun shook his head decisively and said, "No, don't you know what those elders are thinking, they all have different thoughts, there are many factions, and they don't care about this Holy Son, our future from the Fire Sword Sect at all."

The current Lihuo Sword Sect is not only under great external pressure, but also has a lot of internal pressure, and the various elders and ten disciples in the sect have united to form various factions, each of which only knows how to safeguard their own interests, and they also ignore the life and death of the Lihuo Sword Sect.

This is also the reason why Qin Tian and Qin Yi faced Wen Qingye, and the way of leaving the fire fluctuated, and the two of them didn't care much.

Suddenly, a red light appeared in the direction of the Falling Sky Strait, and even the sun was not so dazzling.

Mo Tianyun and Gongsun Ting both felt that the laws of their cultivation were pouring out, and the Yuan Shen was moved, as if they were going to jump out to pursue the red light.

Not only the two of them, but also the masters of the Fire Sword Sect around them, they felt a shock in their hearts, and the Yuan Shen wanted to leave his body uncontrollably.

"Holy Son, it's Holy Son!" Mo Tianyun said in surprise as he pointed in the direction ahead.

Gongsun Ting also had a different look on his face at this moment, "Could it really be that there is a Holy Son, otherwise how could my Yuan God have such a change?"

"Let's go, the Falling Sky Strait, in the Falling Sky Strait"

After Mo Tianyun finished speaking, his body was vertical and rushed towards the Falling Sky Strait.

Gongsun Ting didn't dare to delay in the slightest, and quickly followed.

..............

As Wen Qingye's true qi continued to instill into the Flame Light Flag in his hand, he saw that the Flame Light Flag burst out with extreme red light, and the entire land was like a red furnace.

Even the Jin Immortals present were extremely hot at the moment, as if they were in a sea of fire, and the sweat was flowing out uncontrollably.

"What the hell is going on? Why is it so hot?"

"The source of fire came from the red flag in Wu Qiren's hand, it seems that the flag is a treasure!"

........

Everyone also seemed to feel the source of the scorching heat, and looked at the red flag in Wen Qingye's hand and exclaimed one by one.

"No matter what means you use"

An Tianqi's face was grim, his eyes looked at Wen Qingye deadly, his right arm agitated, and he blasted Wen Qingye in front of him mercilessly.

Bang!

The terrifying sound seemed to pierce the clouds and crack the stones, and it lasted for a long time, and it had already reached a few feet away in front of Wen Qingye.

"Give it to me!"

Wen Qingye snorted coldly, waved the Flame Light Flag in one hand, and suddenly rolled out a sea of fire from the Flame Light Flag.

The sea of fire was like the nine heavens facing straight down, rolling in and out, as if it were like the sea below, stretching to the end of the endless.

Endless sea of fire!

The endless sea of fire was like a devouring beast, rushing towards the front, as if there was no longer a trace of life between heaven and earth.

Boom, boom, boom!

Where the sea of fire passed, the space made a trembling sound, as if it couldn't withstand this terrifying might, and finally the sea of fire and An Tianqi collided violently.

Everyone only saw that as soon as the sea of fire passed, An Tianqi didn't even let out a scream, and was assimilated by the terrifying sea of fire, thinking that it was a stone thrown into the sea.

The mud cow entered the sea and disappeared without a trace.

Wen Qingye waved his arm again, and the boundless sea of fire was like a river flowing backwards, frantically surging back towards the flame flag off the ground, and finally all returned to the flag.

Heaven and earth returned to their original state, and the hot feeling suddenly dissipated, but a breeze blew, and everyone's hearts were cold.

An Tianqi disappeared completely, as if it had never appeared.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but gasp, and a chill spread from the vertebrae to the Tianling Gai.

"Ann..... An Tianqi is dead?"

After a long time, an eighth-rank monk came back to his senses and muttered.

"What kind of treasure is in Wu Qiren's hands?"

"Could this treasure be a pinnacle immortal artifact?"

Countless masters looked at the Flame Light Banner in Wen Qingye's hand and began to guess, with bloodthirsty red in their eyes.

Yan Chang looked at the Flame Light Flag in Wen Qingye's hand, with a hint of greed in his eyes, "There are really a lot of treasures on this Wu Qiren."

Killing An Tianqi with one move, such a treasure, how could Yan Chang not know what it meant?

Bai Yiyang's face became a little cloudy, and he said to himself: "This treasure is simply a big killing weapon!

"Wen Qingye seems to have a lot of treasures on his body, if I kill him, then the Qilin Fire and the flag are all mine, they are all my ......"

Bai Chengzi looked at Wen Qingye, and there was even a hint of madness in his eyes.

Yang Yi glanced at Wen Qingye with fear, took a deep breath, and said: "It's so powerful, this flag is definitely not an ordinary treasure, but Wu Qiren can actually wave it, this is the most terrifying."

Compared with everyone, Yang Yi saw more of Wen Qingye's horror, this kind of treasure can have such power, it is not something that ordinary people can use at all, but Wen Qingye can, enough to see this person's extraordinary.

"This little cub has become so strong?"

Jiang Qingfeng looked at the front with an indifferent expression, Wen Qingye, who was unwavering, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, the moment An Tianqi disappeared, he felt a tremor in his heart, and a kind of unprovoked fear surged into his heart.

He never imagined that in just one month, after Wen Qingye came out of Jiuxiang Island, he would become so strong and powerful that he was terrified.

(End of chapter)