The rocks of the mountain peaks were fiery red, and the air was so hot that it seemed to be burning. k update

At the top of Qinjian Peak, there were several people facing each other, and there were six people on the peak, two sitting and four standing. The two people sitting are middle-aged people, wearing yellow on the left, with loose hair, and their expressions are similar. On the right, he is dressed in colorful clothes, like a peacock. The two of them were separated from each other by a few feet, almost on both sides of Qinjian Peak, far away from each other, and there were two young men behind each of them, half a step back, who seemed to be serving disciples.

Although these two groups of people seem to be distinct, they are not hostile, on the contrary, the two sides are not only on guard, but also on the same hatred, and they are far away from the above person.

In the sky, on a fire cloud, a middle-aged beautiful woman sits upright, with high cloud temples, no powder, and her face is like frost. Behind her stood a horned boy with a bright collar around his neck, but he was grinning, but with a look of condescending disdain in his laughter.

The beautiful woman did not move, pinched the magic trick slightly, and the twelve small flame red lotuses behind her swayed, and between swallowing and spitting, the flames swept into the ground like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers. It's just that there is a miasma-like enchantment in front of the mountain, which envelops the entire Qinjian Peak, often blocking the flames back at the moment of the last moment.

Now that the struggle has entered the white heat, the red lotus flame is getting more and more powerful, overwhelming the sky as if burning the sky, and although the miasma can be kept intact, it faintly reveals an unstable scene. Although the flames are impermeable, the wind in the fire rain is whistling, and many of them have passed through the miasma and hit the mountain peaks. The two middle-aged monks were unmoved, but the few young men behind them were letting go of the armor technique. Cover your face with your hands on one side and protect your head and face, that's it. The unbearable self-burning.

After a while, the beautiful woman waved her hand slightly, and the twelve lotus flowers closed together. Twelve large red buds swirled around her. She waved her hand slightly to the boy behind her, and the boy nodded, took a step, and said, "The surname is Zhao, and now you should see it." You are not my master's opponent at all, and my Heavenly Fire God Sect respects you Qimen and is also a big sect, not like any glass or wood or anything like that. This gives you three points of face, and you have always been merciful, as long as you open the formation and leave immediately, we will not embarrass you. Don't you still see the situation clearly, and don't know how to lift up?"

The middle-aged man on the left raised his eyelids and didn't speak. The two young men behind him looked angry together. But considering that the master was in front of him, it was inconvenient to refute it directly when he took half a step.

On the contrary, a disciple behind the middle-aged man on the right shouted: "You don't want to sow discord, you want to divide us, let us destroy the magic circle." It's not that easy. ”

The boy sneered slightly and said, "A fool like a reptile dares to interject here." The surname is Zhao, we ask you. You have to think about it, we will kill the people of the Glass Fire Sect, but you may not be Qimen. We don't have a deep grudge against you, and you are not a fire cultivator, so it is not good for us, so why bother to get involved with them and make enemies of my Heavenly Fire Divine Sect? I advise you to disperse your formation early, stay away from the battlefield, and don't wade into the muddy waters this time. ”

The middle-aged man on the left finally said slowly: "What is your identity to speak to me like this? Let your master say." ”

Except for the middle-aged man, the few monks on the right changed color together, listening to his meaning, it seemed that the Heavenly Fire Divine Sect would give him more face, so he would get off the donkey and break up with the Glazed Fire Sect.

The beautiful woman finally spoke, her expression did not ripple at all, and her voice was flat: "I'll count to three, or open the formation." Either die. One—"

The middle-aged man in yellow snorted, and the beautiful woman said, "Two-"

After counting two, the beautiful woman paused slightly, and the three words opened her mouth to come out, and the middle-aged man in yellow suddenly roared, stood up, and said: "Hui Jing is the pearl in my palm, and died tragically in the hands of the Tianhuo Divine Sect, you still dare to say that there is no injustice and no hatred! I want your Tianhuo Divine Sect to give me a funeral!" ...,

The beautiful woman didn't see it, and still said lightly: "Three-"

As soon as the three words exited, a lotus flower behind him suddenly grew into the wind, the petals were dozens of zhang long, bloomed slightly, and a suction force suddenly came out, like a long whale taking water, swallowing all the miasma in one gulp, and then looking up, a pillar of fire erupted from it, blowing fiercely towards the middle-aged.

The boy sneered on the side: "Don't think about it, you don't know that my master's Red Lotus Karma Fire is one of the nine great divine fires in the Heavenly Fire Divine Sect, and it is famous in the Clutch Mountain Range. You are also equipped with grasshoppers to shake trees, and mantis arms to be used as cars. ”

The middle-aged man in yellow waved his sleeves, and eighteen small flags flew out of his sleeves, dripping and spinning in the air, and the miasma around him suddenly closed, forming a vortex in front of him, blocking the flames.

The peacock-like middle-aged man next to him saw that he was struggling to resist alone, and stretched out his hand to shoot out a glass flame, and was about to throw it up, when a disciple behind him grabbed the corner of his clothes and shouted in a low voice: "Master—"

The flower peacock realized when he arrived, and shouted: "Dare to hurt my fellow Daoist, I will fight with you!" while shouting, he stepped back, said a word, took a step back, and retreated to the edge of the mountain in a blink of an eye. Not to be outdone, his two disciples took the opportunity to retreat.

The yellow-clothed middle-aged man bore the brunt of the attack, and was fighting with all his might, and he naturally had no time to take care of them, and his two disciples were furious together, shouting: "Who is my master doing it for? ”

The boy saw it clearly and shouted, "Dare to run!" Stretching out his hand, three flames came out together, forming a trident flame, and slammed into the last disciple of the Glazed Fire Sect, and the disciple shouted, and when he landed, his whole body burst into flames, turning into a ball of flames. The disciple in front of him glanced back, his footsteps did not stop, and he rushed forward without a fateful price. And the flower peacock that ran in front didn't even look back, and its body was shrouded in a layer of glass flames, and it was almost invisible when it flew on board.

Before the words fell, only a click was heard, and the rock on Qinjian Peak suddenly cracked, and a ray of light suddenly burst out. The light also came in time, and it happened to hit the peacock's body, only to hear a bang, the flower peacock flew upside down dozens of feet and smashed to the ground. The last disciple was also affected and flew out together.

I saw a human figure covered in blood come out of the ground, holding a dead wood segment, looking left and right.

This change of beauty and middle-aged woman in yellow just swept away and didn't care, the beautiful woman didn't care, but the middle-aged woman in yellow was a doppelganger, and the other few people were stunned. The boy cried out, "What monster?"

The bloody man wiped his face, revealing a wrinkled old face, and exclaimed, "You...... You guys...... Who...... Who's who's ......"

Everyone thought he was some kind of monster, but he didn't open his mouth, but he was stumbling and rustic, and when his heart was relieved, the boy laughed and exclaimed, "Okay, it's a stupid monster! He is arrogant and domineering, and kills people casually, without any scruples.

I only heard a snort, and the flame was suddenly extinguished in the middle of the way, as if an invisible hand gently pinched it, and it was extinguished silently.

The boy was stunned, only to feel a buzz in his ears, and his heartstrings stopped beating at this moment, and his eyes went black when he landed, and he was planted from the head of the fire cloud.

The beautiful woman is attacking the middle-aged man in yellow, she has cultivated more than one step ahead, but she just copes with it casually, just for fun, and it is a good time, but she has always been indifferent, whether the old man appears, or the boy kills people, she turns a blind eye, but the boy falls silently, and she is taken aback, staring at the bloody man.

The bloody man stretched out his hand and made a buzzing sound, and everyone saw that it was a very ugly and old guqin.

The last disciple of the Glazed Fire Sect suddenly shouted and said, "I recognize you, you are the old monster of Qin! No wonder I can't find you in the mountains, I went underground. ”...,

Naqin Lao turned his eyes to everyone and shouted, "Yes...... Who...... Who's ......"

The beautiful woman was impatient, although Qin Lao was strange, but she had a haughty temperament, where to put it in her eyes, and shouted: "Who is who, dare to touch the people of my Tianhuo God Sect, give me death!" Stretching out his hand, twelve big red fire lotuses bloomed together, the huge flower plate covered the sky and the sun, the sky was suddenly covered with a layer of blood red, and countless sparks slowly fell to the ground like fireworks, like a rain of fire in the doomsday, and the wind was faintly filled with a smell of burning.

Listening to the sound of Zheng, a piano sound tore through the oppressive blood-red space, and a figure sitting cross-legged rose sharply, as solemn as the Vajra Dharma. The old piano sat under the sky, his fingers pressed the strings, but he did not pluck them, and the sound of the piano sound wandered out from the sunken strings one note after another, and the shape was extremely strange.

The yellow-clothed middle-aged man was liberated from the attack, but his expression was not relaxed at all, but with a trace of fear, and muttered: "Yuan Shen...... Confrontation of the two gods...... I also said that the man was a real person, not a real god...... I'm afraid I just resisted a Divine Monarch...... Is...... It's really ......" Rao is he is not timid, and his cultivation is also a great real person, but the gap between the realm and heaven and earth makes him sweat when he recalls, and he can't say a word, just desperately directing his disciples to retreat.

Although the middle-aged peacock was hit, it was not a frontal attack after all, and he reluctantly got up and retreated, this time he didn't dare to run wildly, secretly bent down, and secretly went down the mountain along the path. It's a pity that a dignified spirit real person makes such a gesture, and he doesn't even want face, let alone an apprentice.

He had just come down the mountain, and after walking a few steps, he felt a shock under his feet, and the ground cracked, and he suffered a loss, and shouted, "Here you go again?" and hurriedly rolled out a few feet.

I saw a handsome young man jumping out of the crack in the ground, with a long sword in front of him, his eyes were slightly cold, and he looked at him and said, "Why are you leaving? (To be continued) RQ