"Boom"

With a loud bang, the huge Golden Light Mountain, along with the figures of the four people, was pressed into the desert ground.

The desert shook, the dunes undulated, and the dull roar kept coming from underground.

After a while, all the shocks subsided.

Yuan Ming's huge Dharma phase dissipated, and the roots of several immortal trees slowly pulled out from the ground, dragging out four black-robed monks who were covered in tatters.

Of the four, only the tall monk still had breath, and the other three had been drained of their life force in an instant, turning into three shriveled corpses.

Yuan Ming didn't have the slightest nonsense, directly dragged him up, and pointed at his eyebrows and began to forcibly search for souls.

In just a few moments, he figured out the identity of the group.

They are called the Four Owls of Heihe, and they are the four famous retreats in the southern part of the Central Continent.

And this time, the reason why they attacked and killed Yuan Ming was to take over the mission of the Sunset Sect.

That Wei Ling was the person who was in direct contact with them, so the previous proposal to act separately was also within the plan, and only by acting separately could they get rid of their involvement.

"Senior, we are just taking money to do things, and you have already killed my three brothers, can you raise your hands and let me go? The four of us brothers have quite a few assets, and as long as you spare my life, I am willing to give you all of them. The tall black-robed monk steadied his mind and said.

Yuan Ming turned a deaf ear to his words and did not react at all.

In fact, he didn't listen to what the other party was saying at all, but thought about the whole story of this attack in his mind.

He has nothing to do with the Sunset Sect in the past, let alone a grudge, so there must be a hidden secret behind the siege and killing of him that appeared inexplicably this time.

And with his identity as "Wan Tianren", the only person he can think of who has a grudge is Sima Changqin, the guardian of the boundary who only has one side.

This guy can be described as an extraordinary identity, with a beautiful scenery on the surface, but behind the scenes, he tried his best to use some shady means, and it was not enough to smear Yuan Ming before, so he even wanted to directly erase him.

Yuan Ming originally didn't plan to move Sima Changqin so quickly, but he didn't expect the other party to take the initiative to come up, which was exactly what he wanted.

His face was gloomy, he didn't speak, and he raised his hand and slapped it out.

The tall black-robed monk bled from all his orifices, and all his vitality, primordial infants, and divine souls were all wiped out.

Subsequently, Yuan Ming put away the storage magic weapons of the four people, and after a brief inspection, there were a lot of spiritual materials and magic weapons in them, and the four of them together had more than the family background of ordinary law cultivators.

He put away the Siyue Lianyin and the Silver Light Water Moon Mirror, and picked out a few pieces of high-grade spirit wood and some spiritual materials from them and put them away, then he flew up and rushed back towards the place where he came.

Niu Ploughing's corpse had cooled, and Niu Fengshou was still trying to shake his brother awake, tears streaming down his face, and his mouth let out a whimpering sound like a puppy crying.

Yuan Ming sighed and came to Niu Fengshou's side,

Niu Fengshou's originally empty gaze suddenly revealed a fierce light, and he threw a punch at Yuan Ming.

Yuan Ming clasped his wrist with one hand and twisted it hard, Niu Fengshou's face showed a look of pain, and the other hand was about to fight back.

Yuan Ming waved his sleeves, Niu Fengshou's eyes darkened, and he fell to the ground and fell asleep.

He pointed his finger at Niu Fengfeng's eyebrows, and a soul force entered it, and after a moment he withdrew his finger.

Yuan Ming took out a top-grade soul refining pill and stuffed it into Niu Fengshou's mouth, and then stepped forward to hold Niu Fengshou's head and help him refine his medicinal power.

Niu Fengshou's mental problem is fundamentally in the soul, he was originally going to keep it for a good study, but now that Niu Gengtian is dead, he is embarrassed to study his younger brother again, to see if he can help him recover.

Yuan Ming actually didn't fully understand Niu Fengshou's divine soul problem, so he could only try the stupid method of enhancing his divine soul power.

He took up the trick of asking for affection, adjusted the seven emotions of the cattle harvest, and incorporated them into the formality.

With the injection of the huge soul power of the Soul Refining Pill, Niu Fengshou waved his hands frantically, trying to break free, but he couldn't get rid of it.

As the majestic medicinal power began to be absorbed, Niu Feng's movements gradually became slow, until finally it stopped completely, and the whole person sat there quietly, with tears on his face.

His expression was no longer stupid, and his eyes returned to the look of a normal person.

Yuan Ming let go of his hand, it seemed that Niu Fengshou's mental problem had been cured.

He also gained a little, and his understanding of the power of the seven emotions was deeper.

Niu Fengshou didn't move, and his mind was full of pictures of his brother desperately blocking in front of him.

"Brother, I'm all right......" After a long time, he said this sentence to his brother's corpse with a trembling voice.

Yuan Ming didn't comfort him, he just took out a storage artifact of the Four Owls of the Black River and put it beside him.

"This mission is far more dangerous than you imagined, it's still too late to quit, take your brother out of the igneous desert and go back."

Niu Fengshou glanced at the storage artifact and stood up.

"Now that my mind is clear, it was not by chance that you were ambushed, and these four people are not the culprits who killed my brother, can you tell me who the real murderer is?"

His eyes were full of hatred, and waves of powerful divine power rippled around him.

The top-grade Soul Refining Pill not only cured Niu Fengshou's mental problem, but also made his soul power increase several times, which was not much better than that of the monks in the late Yuan Infant period.

The soul power has skyrocketed, but the harvest of the cow is still in the Dan period, and it can't help but be uncontrollable.

"Restrain your soul power, otherwise it will be easy to hurt your soul." Yuan Ming reminded.

Niu Fengshou was stunned for a moment, trying to converge the power of the divine soul, and the fluctuations of the divine consciousness stirring around him quickly subsided.

A hint of surprise flashed in Yuan Ming's eyes, Niu Fengfeng has a powerful divine soul control ability, but he is a good seedling of soul cultivation.

"I don't know who the other party is now, but it's definitely not small, you won't be an opponent, go back." He shook his head and turned to walk off into the distance.

"I'm not afraid of death, and I ask my seniors to let me contribute!" Niu Fengshou caught up and said eagerly.

"Really?" Yuan Ming took a few more steps forward before stopping.

"My brother has taken care of me since I was a child, if it weren't for him, I would have died a long time ago, if I didn't avenge him, I wouldn't be at ease alive!" Niu Fengshou's face was full of perseverance, and he looked at death as if he were home.

"Okay, you go back to White Emperor City first, and if I need you later, I will look for you." Yuan Ming said.

As he said this, his figure swept up and flew in the direction of Wei Ling's team.

Niu Fengshou watched Yuan Ming's retreat disappear into the sky, and after a while, he put away the corpse of Niu Ploughing the field and flew towards the outside of the igneous desert.

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On the other side, the other three Yuanying monks of Yuan Ming's team all returned to Wei Ling at this moment, and the seriously injured yellow-skinned old man was also brought back, and he fell into a coma at this moment.

A man in his infancy was panicking, telling Wei Ling about the scene when the accident happened.

"What about Wan Daoyou? Where are the others? Wei Ling frowned and asked.

"It should have fallen...... I saw that he was suppressed by the big array, and he couldn't move. Yuan Infant Dahan said.

"You didn't see the fall of Wan Daoyou with your own eyes?" Wei Ling asked.

"After Senior Wan was trapped by those four people with a ban, Chen Daoyou still wanted to scare them away, but as soon as we showed our identities, we only said two words, and we were seriously injured by a black-robed man, we didn't dare to stay, so we all ran away, and we didn't see the end." The Yuanying Monk replied with trepidation.

"Okay, I see, let's go rest and heal." Wei Ling's face was cloudy, and he waved his hand and said.

The three of them didn't say much and walked to the side to rest.

The monks in Wei Ling's ranks discussed the reason why Yuan Ming was ambushed.

Wei Ling was silent and looked into the distance.

At this moment, everyone suddenly looked up at the sky in unison, and immediately saw a figure flying down towards this side under the reflection of the sun.

But when they saw Yuan Ming's appearance clearly, they all looked shocked.

They never imagined that a monk in the early stage of returning to the void would be able to escape and come back safely under the joint siege of four returning monks.

Wei Ling was also shocked.

Yuan Ming seemed to be aware of it and looked over.

Wei Ling's heart froze, his face did not show any abnormality, and he walked over quickly: "Wan Daoyou, I already know your situation there, fortunately you are fine." ”

"I was calculated without paying attention, but fortunately I didn't deserve to die and escaped." Yuan Ming took a deep breath and said.

After speaking, he couldn't help but cough again and quickly covered his mouth.

Between his fingers, a touch of red couldn't help but ooze.

"You're hurt?" Wei Ling asked with concern.

"A little injury, I'm fine." Yuan Ming was expressionless, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"That's good, I heard from the monk who escaped that those four people are likely to be the evil cultivators of the Black River who have haunted the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range in recent years, and they dare to attack the treasure hunting team, and when they meet with the other teams later, Wei will definitely report this matter to Shizun and seek justice for you!" Wei Ling said indignantly.

"Then thank you Wei Daoyou, it's just that something like this happened, and I can't go separately, let's go together." Yuan Ming sneered in his heart, and his expression was impassive.

"Of course." Wei Ling said immediately.

Yuan Ming thanked him, turned around and flew forward.

Wei Ling looked at Yuan Ming's back, beckoned the others, and followed.

The rest of Yuan Ming's team came back one after another, and the two teams merged into one, just like that, they advanced smoothly in the desert, continuing to search for the traces of Tianhuo little by little.

Night fell quickly.

The crowd did not hurry, but gathered around a dead poplar forest to rest.

Yuan Ming leaned against the dead tree a little farther away from everyone, his hands clasped around his chest, his eyes slightly closed, and he seemed to fall into a deep sleep.

In fact, under his body, the roots of the immortal tree had stretched down for more than ten miles, deeply penetrating into an underground spiritual vein, absorbing the spiritual power from it to cultivate.

The climate of the igneous desert is hot and dry, but the aura here is very strong, and there are some spiritual veins intermittently underground.

Yuan Ming found out that there was a spiritual vein of considerable scale in the ground here, so he decided to camp here for a while despite Wei Ling's request to continue exploring.

In other parts of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range, he also had to worry about absorbing too many spiritual veins and affecting the environment there, but in the barren land of the Fire Rock Desert, Yuan Ming didn't need to worry about anything.

The roots of the immortal tree are constantly extracting the spiritual power of the underground spiritual veins, merging into the mana vortex of the dantian.

The fire attribute spiritual power in this spiritual vein in the ground was extremely abundant, and while the fire attribute spiritual power in Yuan Ming's body was rapidly improving, a red bead gradually condensed out on the immortal tree.

"It seems that the spiritual veins are different, and the things that gather spirits on the immortal tree are also different......" he said secretly in his heart when he saw this.

At the same time that Yuan Ming was trying his best to extract the underground spiritual veins, Wei Ling left the camp alone on the pretext of patrolling and exploring.

Behind a sand dune far away from everyone, he first arranged several prohibitions nearby, and then took out a circular array disk, flicked the sigil on it, and began to communicate with others.

Not long after, a streamer of light appeared on the array, and a figure appeared inside, which was none other than Wang Fulong, the elder of the Sunset Sect.

"Master." Wei Ling saw the figure appear, and immediately bowed.

"No need to be polite, how are things going?" Wang Fulong said in a calm tone.

"The four owls of Heihe missed, and they either escaped or were killed. But it's been several hours, and they haven't contacted me, and the latter is more likely. Wei Ling hurriedly said.

"What do you say? Although the four owls of Heihe are not very good at fighting individually, most of them are just in the early stage of returning to the void, but under their joint efforts, they can fight and kill the mid-stage monks of the return to the void, and with the assistance of the magic weapon of the Siyue Lianyin that was lent to them, they can sneak attack and take the lead, even if they are monks in the late stage of returning to the void, it is difficult to survive, how can they fail? When Wang Fulong heard this, he was taken aback.

The disciple didn't know what the truth was, and he listened to the monk who followed Wan Tianren's side say that he really didn't notice it in advance, and he was really trapped in the Dharma Circle...... But as a result, he came back alive. Wei Ling didn't dare to guess too much, and said truthfully.

The figure in the array pondered for a long time, and did not speak for a long time.

(End of chapter)

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