The square-faced young man knew that Senior Brother Guo Fei couldn't hold it for too long.

He must kill the strange people and seal the fire demons in order to save the people from the cold, otherwise Heyang City will turn into a dead city tomorrow!

He was in the sword formation formed by seven magic weapon flying swords, and he slammed towards the place where the strange man fell, and his fingers changed again and again, slashing downward.

"Seven kills!"

Airplanes!

The sword body of the seven flying swords trembled suddenly, and in an instant, the seven swords became one, turning into seven layers of awe-inspiring sword qi, which was slashed by the square-faced young man in the direction where the strange man was.

The rock wall above was corroded by the sword qi, and several feet of earth and stone were decomposed and evaporated by the sword qi, and the tumbling magma below was even broken by the sword qi, revealing the strange man's pupils shrank, but the corners of his mouth were hooked.

"Ho Ho Ho ......"

"Two high-level disciples of the Red Lotus Sect, if they die here, why don't you worry about Lao Tzu's death, your Red Lotus Sect is really a charcoal in the snow......"

I didn't see the stranger open his mouth, and a low laugh filled the entire underground cavern.

As soon as he spoke, a small black flag suddenly appeared in the strange man's hand, and in a flash, it turned into a half-human-high soul flag, and he held the soul flag and waved it violently.

"Ten Thousand Soul Devourers!"

Tens of thousands of Yin Souls met the Seven Killing Sword Qi.

Puff puff ......!

The fingertips of the square-faced young man were already bleeding, his body trembled and stood on the flying sword, his legs twitched uncontrollably, he only felt that the spiritual power in his body was steaming, consuming at an unimaginable speed, and he struggled to support it.

"So many shades ......"

"How can this evil cultivator refine such a soul flag!"

The yin soul was destroyed by less than a third, and the sword qi of the seven killings exploded, the blood of the square-faced young man spurted wildly, and he was overwhelmed by countless yin spirits, and his body was quickly entangled by resentment, turning into a gray black and blue, and he was already poisoned by the soul in the blink of an eye, and the square-faced young man's heart sank.

"My life is in danger!"

The instinct to survive allowed the square-faced youth to stimulate his last potential, and the spiritual power in his body was wild, and he waved his hand to shoot out a copper bell magic weapon with dense lines.

"The Bronze Bell of the Sun!"

The magic trick entered the bronze bell, and the bronze bell grew in the wind, covering his body to resist the onslaught of the yin spirit, and the square-faced young man gasped violently.

The strength of this evil cultivator is beyond their imagination, it seems that this flame demon can't be sealed, I just hope that the junior brother will quickly smear the oil on the soles of his feet and go to the sect to invite the senior uncle......

When the horse-faced young man saw his senior brother using such a powerful Seven Killing Sword Qi, he originally thought that the overall situation had been decided, but he didn't expect that his senior brother would kneel so quickly.

His expression changed drastically, he opened his bow left and right, and a pile of talisman seals was thrown out, a colorful light mask protected his figure, and a few pink talisman seals were automatically attached to the root of the horse-faced young man's thigh, making his face suddenly redden.

He shook his head and let out a terrible cry.

"Senior brother!"

Without looking back, he released a wooden crane, rode away, and disappeared in a moment.

The strange man was standing on the black and red stone platform with a cruel smile, but when he saw the horse-faced young man in a hurry, his heart suddenly became a lot hotter.

He decided that the horse-faced young man was a fat sheep.

It was because when the strange man saw the horse-faced young man, holding the wooden crane magic weapon, and turned into a small point in the distance in a moment, he couldn't help but feel a little pity in his heart.

"A sanctimonious man!"

The weirdo thought disdainfully.

But at this moment, his eyes froze.

The fiery atmosphere in the cave was covered by something transcendent, and the strange people's hearts were like a big stone.

The strange Huo Ran turned around, but saw a handsome young man in white, standing on top of the magma, looking at himself and smiling for a long time.

The magma under the boy's feet was bubbling and bubbling, but it couldn't even melt the soles of his shoes, and the young man was standing here, but he felt like he was somewhere else.

"Evil cultivator Kong San, ten thousand puppet sect outcasts, condensation of the tenth layer of consummation of consummation, one hundred and thirty-three thousand six hundred and twenty-one black list of the Nanzhou cultivation realm, those who cut off their heads, can get two thousand lower-grade spirit stones, one upper-level magic weapon, and the right to use the Huangpin Cave Mansion for five years."

The young man opened his mouth like a few treasures.

The strange man is Kong Sanxin.

This young man is definitely not comparable to the two mediocre talents of the Red Lotus Sect!

"Who are you?"

The strange man's body was tense, and he was like a great enemy, so he was about to launch the formation first, and wake up the corpse of the fire demon that he had refined, that is, Yu Yi.

"Immortal League, Qin Lan."

The young man's smile was still gentle.

……

The snowy night finally passed, Lin Xing's spiritual power had completely recovered, and the external injuries on his body had also scabbed.

The spreading chill had stopped for some time, but no one was still close to this house, Lin Xing was happy to be leisurely, and he concentrated on his own cultivation.

The pale blue lines lingering in the body have been completely eliminated.

Lin Xing, who always paid attention to the movement of the light blue lines, focused his attention on the five-colored lotus flower in his dantian at this time, and was slightly distracted.

I saw that the cyan petals of the five-colored lotus flower, after integrating into the light blue lines, became more condensed than the other four-color lotus petals.

Lin Xing could feel that after this cyan lotus petal was condensed, the cyan spiritual power in his body became more active, and the speed of recovery was also a little faster.

"That pale blue pattern, the power of [Xun] in the gossip at that time, just why did it merge into the cyan lotus petals......" Lin Xing no longer looked inwardly at the dantian.

His attention shifted upward.

In the sea of knowledge, it was still white, and the bronze mirror was hanging high, as if nothing had changed, but Lin Xing knew that something should have happened.

He really thought that Yu Si was beheaded by Fu Bao's flying knife before, but after a night of precipitation, Lin Xing felt that this matter was a little unusual.

Lin Xing's eyes flickered, and he tried to communicate with the bronze mirror, but he couldn't get any response, so he had to give up.

He slowly opened his eyes.

The chill of the early winter morning, accompanied by the morning sun light shining on the bed outside the window, made Lin Xingwan's thoughts clear, and he looked around quietly.

"Huh?!"

Lin Xing was suddenly startled, fell to the ground from the bed, hid behind the female corpse vigorously, and looked at the person standing by the window with a guarded face.

The man was dressed in white, and his figure was not tall, which made Lin Xing feel familiar.

Just when he was in doubt, the man in white turned around and smiled gently at him: "Origin and fate, flowers fall and bloom, Brother Lin, don't come to harm?" ”

Qin Lan's handsome face turned her back to the rising sun and the snow scene outside the window.

The cold wind that still shines on the morning sun swept away, the black robe made a fierce sound, and Lin Xing's heart turned over the river and the sea.

"You ......"

He calmed down and spat out a word.

There were a thousand words in his heart, but at this time, Lin Xing only felt that he couldn't speak.

But one thing he was sure of was that.

After entering the Cast Iron Villa, the only friend he made was actually a cultivator, and it seemed that his cultivation was still very good.

Anyway, he was 108,000 miles higher than himself, which made Lin Xing's mouth astringent, and he felt a little apprehensive in his heart.

Will he be killed and robbed by Qin Lan casually? After all, Lin Xing couldn't be sure at this time whether Qin Lan already knew the secret of the bronze mirror.

"Come with me."

Qin Lan could see what Lin Xing wanted to say, but he couldn't speak, he smiled slightly, turned around and left, Lin Xing gritted his teeth when he saw this.

To follow, or not to follow?