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He searched all the way with his senses, and it was in this direction that the Fire Spirit of Creation escaped.

At this time, someone on the top of the mountain was fighting, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, could it be that someone from the Six Dao Sect was snatching the fire spirit?

"Up the hill!"

A few low roars came, and under the hazy moonlight, there was a riot on the top of the mountain, and several warriors in the passes below the mountain had already moved, riding brute beasts, desperately rushing towards the top of the mountain.

Xiang Yan looked ruthless, jumped out of the jungle, followed all the way behind the brute beast, and approached quickly with his vigorous ape-like body.

Suddenly, a rainbow light flickered in the sky, and a strong man came from the clouds, Xiang Yan felt cold in his heart, and inexplicably felt a coercion.

Those who can ride the rainbow have already crossed the solid beginning, at least the monks who worship Jiuyao with the condensation and comprehend the power of life in the punishment of death.

"Where is Yu Hao! Where is the old man's guard!"

The rainbow light descended on the top of the mountain, and at the same time there was an angry roar, the voice was dry and hoarse, but it was very high-pitched, making people's eardrums hurt and extremely uncomfortable.

For those with such good strength, the sonic roar is also extremely intimidating, and the purple qi that originally floated in an orderly manner was shaken into chaos by the high-pitched whistling sound, like tumbling smoke, crashing everywhere.

"The guards were transferred out of the mountain by Yu Hao, and there were less than ten people left. One person anxiously returned.

"Yu Hao, this little beast, just stepped into the inner door, he dared to act recklessly, relying on the body of the Cangguo clan, and even the old man didn't pay attention to him?"

The old man was furious, and roared in a dry voice.

Xiang Yan was still on the mountainside, only to see a thin figure, wearing a black cloak, with a waist hunched, a few clusters of ghostly fire on the top of his head and on both shoulders, wielding a deadwood scepter wantonly, with teeth and claws.

That is a powerhouse above the Condensation Realm, if they fight, they will not be able to get the slightest benefit from the cultivation in the early stage of the Solid Beginning.

"There is a spirit in the sky, since there is a fight, maybe you will be frightened and run away......"

Xiang Yan comforted himself like this, and then turned around, letting the top of the mountain fight in the dark, and no longer joined in the fun, let alone joke with his life.

"The young talents of Zefeng Valley have good strength, and they are the perfect servants of the old man to test the new method. ”

At the top of the mountain, the thin old man was carrying a deadwood scepter, but he kept shouting without making a move, roaring and threatening, "If they are allowed to escape, the old man will slaughter Yu Hao's kid first, and then refine all of you into soul servants." ”

The body of the warrior on the mountainside was shocked, and he didn't dare to delay for a moment, and he tried his best to kill with a hideous face.

"The genius of Zephyr Valley?"

Halfway up the mountain, Xiang Yan's heart suddenly suddenly, listening to the bursts of shouting and roaring, he understood that things were not so simple.

Not only because of the creation of fire spirits, but also because of the grievances and entanglements between the Valley of the Wind and the Six Dao Sects.

"Could it be Senior Brother and Sister Yuyuan, who returned to the Valley of the Wind so quickly, asked for the help of the sect, and came to uproot the stronghold of the Six Dao Sect?"

Xiang Yan was puzzled, but the night was hazy, and the plants in the mountains were luxuriant, so he couldn't see the situation on the top of the mountain.

If you want to join the Zefeng Valley and enter the great sect to cultivate, this is a good opportunity to fight side by side, everything is logical.

However, the battle with the powerhouse of the Condensation Realm in charge not only can't help much, but it will burn high incense without adding to the chaos.

"Good luck!"

Xiang Yan suddenly took a step to express his blessings, then turned around and rushed down the mountain, waiting for the Creation Fire Spirit to escape, and then waiting for the opportunity to chase.

He recalled that when he was young, he was still in the ancestral land of Hanchu Zhan Wangfu, and the elders of the clan had imagined again and again, teaching seriously, and mastering a small world would be of greater benefit to the monks.

However, they did not elaborate on the benefits of the small world for the monks, perhaps the level was too high, and even the elders of the clan had not yet touched it, it was just regret and yearning in the endless years, and the ardent expectation for the children of the next generation.

After all, outside the Great World of Eight Chen, the scattered subdomains are limited, and only a few people can understand the mysteries.

Therefore, if you can fuse the Origin Heavenly Fire of the Fu Ling Sub-Domain in the Solid Origin Realm, and then capture the other three spirits of creation and transformation, and dominate this world, it will be a great creation.

No wonder, Yu Hao doesn't care about the enemy, even the humane saint soldiers can not take it for the time being, and he must chase the Origin Heavenly Fire.

Even, even Xiang Yan began to rejoice that he had this period of suffering, and being exiled here may be the beginning of a brilliant life.

It's just that when he thought of this, he couldn't help but wonder in his mind, why didn't the people of the Bachen Great World come to fight for this sub-domain even more?

However, the most important thing to care about at the moment is how to get the recognition of Tianhuo.

Therefore, Xiang Yan was firm in his choice and didn't care about the battle situation on the top of the mountain.

However, before he turned around and took a few steps, his chest and abdomen were torn, and the Taiyi Lingque Sword left his body again, bursting out with a blue rainbow, pointing straight to the top of the mountain.

The spirit fetus also followed the "babbling", like an angry toddler, a little displeased, as if blaming loudly.

"You want me to go up the mountain?"

Xiang Yan groaned, staring at the thin black shadow standing on the top of the mountain, and couldn't help frowning.

However, the spirit fetus has resolved the crisis for him more than once, and Xiang Yan has great trust in its decisions and suggestions.

So, he stretched out his hand to hold the sword, no longer thinking about it, his whole body burst out with fighting intent, a few meters long, rolling up a fierce wind, like a fierce tiger pounced, rushing towards the top of the mountain at great speed.

The eyes were as red as blood, the qi and blood of the whole body swelled sharply, the pale golden Gang Qi floated, the whole body was glowing, and the essence in the body was gurgling, like flowing water, surging in the second vein of Ren Du, and the wind and thunder were rolling.

The trees in the mountains quickly fell, and Xiang Yan relaxed, and soon approached the brute beast in front of him.

Jumping up, extremely vigorous, like a bird in the air, shaking his hands, quickly opening his bow and arrows, only in an instant, two cold lights pierced the void, the blood in front of him splashed, and the sound of "poof" disappeared in an instant.

"Bang"

The warrior on his back snorted, and his body fell down the mountain road with a bang, an iron arrow stuck in his chest and back, his heart was pierced, and the blood of the scarlet was gurgling, flowing like a spring.

The beast under his seat was also hit by an arrow, as if he didn't feel pain.

Xiang Yan's expression was cold, and he quickly followed up, between the ups and downs, waving the green sword, the dark light flashed, and a huge head rolled down the mountain road, and the hideous eyes flashed with a blue and fierce light, still opening and closing.

Blood splattered from the neck of the brute beast, and its body was still violently advancing towards the top of the mountain by inertia, which lasted for more than ten meters before it hit a boulder and fell to the ground with a bang.

Xiang Yan didn't stop and continued to rush towards the mountain.

Jing Yuan has not broken the truth, unable to perform a mystic attack, relying on the explosion of the power of the strong body, supplemented by the dexterity of the body, to kill the opponent in an instant.

Hearing the movement behind them, the two warriors running in front turned their heads, only to find that their companions had fallen in a pool of blood, and looked at the top of the mountain in a daze, then raised their heads and shouted, and rushed down with the help of the mountain

"Shrimp Soldier Crab General!"

In such a duel, Xiang Yan only experienced the pleasure of killing to his heart's content, without the pleasure of martial arts sharpening, these martial artists were too weak.

His feet were like cheetahs, his hands were as fast as dragons, and he flew quickly, bending his bow and arrows again, and shooting at the warriors who pounced.

"Death..."

The beam of light in Xiang Yan's eyes was agitated, the bow was as full as the full moon, the three beads were fired in succession, and the iron arrow cut through the sky, stirring up a whining buzz.

In the moonlight, three palpitating metallic cold lights flickered, shuttling like meteors, and then followed by a pale golden figure as sharp as the wind.

It was Xiang Yan, who was able to come from behind and surpass the iron arrow, such a speed was terrifying.

"Poof... Burst... Poof..."

Blood splashed, three arrows broke into the flesh of the crisp sound, the three arrows were connected end to end, piercing the heart of the warrior in front, and a hundred steps through the Yang, straight into the heart of the warrior behind, one in front of the other, the two corpses fell to the ground with a bang.

At the same time, Xiang Yan, who had already pounced on the approach, jumped high, like a Tenghai Jiaolong, holding a half-human-high longbow in his left hand, putting it into the neck of the brute beast, pumping violently, and then tossed sideways in the air for several weeks, holding Taiyi Lingque in his right hand, and when his body was about to land, he quickly slashed out.

It's all in a blink of an eye.

"Whew......"

There was a terrible howl, two blood lights, two heads were thrown, and they rolled down the mountain, and then there were two loud bangs, and the body of the heavy brute beast fell to the ground, sliding on the hillside for dozens of meters before stopping, and there was a boom along the way, sprinkling rolling blood.

The blades on the top of the mountain intersected more and more intensively, the warriors roared and roared, occasionally people flew sideways, the rumbling sound of the boulder crumbling sounded, and the battle was extremely fierce, Xiang Yan solved the opponent, and immediately rushed to the top of the mountain like the wind under his feet.

"Stop him!"

The thin old man on the top of the mountain was still standing, he didn't make a move, he finally noticed the movement below, hissed and roared, the dead wood scepter in his hand flashed with blue light, and shook a few times in the void, pointing at Xiang Yan from afar, and the green gaze seemed to come from the Nine Hells, which was very terrifying.