Chapter Seventy-Three: The Djinn Breaks the Door
Yannan Mountain, the southernmost place in the Western Dry Regions.
The heat is unbearable all year round, and the underground volcanic magma is surging, not to mention mortals, even ordinary cultivators will not be here.
But for the fire cultivators of Zhenyang Tower, it is a godsend.
Today, the atmosphere of the entire sect of Zhenyang Building is a little different.
Naturally, it wasn't because he sent some people to destroy the Immortal Gate.
Little fairy gate, why bother?
It was because of the arrival of the Sect Master of the Changyang Sect.
Changyang Sect is located between the Western Dry Domain and the Southern Dry Domain, and it is okay to say that it is a sect of the Western Dry Domain, and it is also possible to say that it is a sect of the Southern Dry Domain.
But no matter which area it is divided into, it is stronger than Zhenyang Building anyway.
Who let Changyang Sect have a True Immortal Ancestor behind it, but Zhenyang Lou didn't have it.
"Brother, rest assured, regarding the whereabouts of the deer and sheep immortals, our Zhenyang Building will definitely cooperate, investigate carefully, and help my brother find it as soon as possible. ”
In the main hall, the owner of the Zhenyang Building and the master of the Changyang Sect said.
"With the words of the virtuous brother, I can rest assured. Deer and sheep double immortals, although the cultivation is not the earth immortal, but it is from the Ximen family, not you and I can compare, if there is an accident, we are not easy to explain, and if we can help, we may also have the opportunity to go further. "The Sect Master of the Changyang Sect said.
"At that time, the elder brother will go one step further and become a true immortal, and remember to bring the younger brother a lot. "The main road of Zhenyang Building, Zhenyang Building and Changyang Sect have always had a close relationship, and they are half vassals of Changyang Sect, and they are naturally dedicated to the things that Changyang Sect has explained.
"This is natural, the master came out of retreat, cultivated for great progress, and had the heart to give us a few sermons, and then the virtuous brothers can also come together. "The Sect Master of the Changyang Sect said.
"So, thank you, brother. "The owner of the True Yang Building was overjoyed, being able to listen to a True Immortal preaching would undoubtedly be of great benefit to his cultivation.
"You and I are righteous to marry Jinlan, it's just a trivial matter, but we must complete what the ancestor explained. The owner of Zhenyang Building said solemnly.
"Brother, don't worry, my Zhenyanglou still has some means in the Xiqian Domain, and there are also many spies in the Xiqianfang, and if you investigate carefully, you will definitely be able to find out some clues. "The main road of Zhenyang Building.
"There's Brother Lao Xian over there. The Sect Master of Changyang Sect smiled slightly, raised the tea next to him and took a sip and said, "Brother Xian, the Yanmai Spirit Tea here is really extraordinary, with a fragrant fragrance and mellow teeth. ”
"Brother needs it, bring a few dozen catties when you go back. "The main road of Zhenyang Building, Yanmai Spirit Tea is a specialty of Yannan Mountain, just next to the magma, the annual output is dozens of catties, aside from the quota of each elder, there are still those to sell, in fact, there is not much left, but the sect master of Changyang Sect needs it, and he always sends it as soon as possible.
"Then thank you, brother Xian. The sect master of the Changyang Sect showed a smile, and was about to pick up the teacup, but before he could drink it in his mouth, the entire Zhenyang Lou sect trembled violently, and the sect master of the Changyang Sect was defenseless, the teacup in his hand overturned, and it fell over on his body, directly wetting his clothes, and the face of the sect master of the Changyang Sect suddenly darkened.
The face of the owner of the Zhenyang Building also changed, and before he could ask, he felt a powerful energy storm forming above his head, and pressed towards the top of his head.
The roof was instantly destroyed by the energy storm, and thick beams fell down one by one.
The owner of the True Yang Building looked angry, and with a wave of his hand, blazing flames rose out of thin air in the air, burning the fallen beams to ashes.
Angry and flew into the air, only to find that not only his house had been impacted, but the entire Zhenyang Building had been strongly impacted, as if it had experienced a major earthquake and a hurricane.
As far as the eye can see, a large number of houses have collapsed, and I don't know how many disciples have lost their innocent lives.
The owner of the True Yang Building was furious, the domineering and powerful flame power surged, and the sky was full of red clouds, how many disciples died, he didn't care, as long as a few core disciples were fine, but these houses were all part of the formation, and they all needed a lot of money!
It was ruined!
The culprit who looks at everything fiercely.
Djinn God.
At this moment, the giant spirit god has already used the magic power of the size of Ruyi, dozens of zhang high, like a small mountain, and his eyes are majestic, which makes people shudder.
The only thing that was a little disobedient was that on the broad shoulders, there were two white and tender children sitting on one left and one right.
"Is it you, destroying my True Yang Building?" The owner of the True Yang Building glared angrily at the Giant Spirit Divine Dao, but he didn't make an immediate move.
Although mana and body size are not necessarily proportional.
But with such a huge body, most of the mana is not much weaker.
"Nonsense, there are only three of us here, who else could it be if we didn't destroy it? The golden horn sat on the shoulder of the giant spirit god and said with a disdainful expression.
"Ignorant Shaft, how can you speak here?" The owner of the True Yang Mansion waved his palm, and the flames surging in the sky, as if they were all endowed with spirituality, attacked the golden horn.
"Compare fire control with me?" Jin Jiao looked contemptuous, calmly stretched out a hand, pinched the magic trick, and the restless flames in the sky seemed to meet the master, and suddenly became extremely docile, and then all of them rushed towards a group of people in Zhenyang Building.
The flames were numerous, the face of the owner of the True Yang Building changed, all his attention was on the giant spirit god, he didn't care about the kid Jinjiao at all, he couldn't help but react slowly, and when he reacted, the flames had come to him, and he hurriedly ran the magic trick to resist, but the two sleeves were burned clean.
The way to control fire, make judgments from above.
Don't say that the people of the True Yang Building, even the sect masters of the Changyang Sect, are secretly shocked by the golden horn's way of controlling fire, it is clear that they don't use much mana, but they can turn the enemy's flames into their own use.
This fire control technique is better than that of the Changyang Sect.
Thinking of this, the Sect Master of Changyang couldn't help but have a bit of greed in his eyes.
"Young people, learn more and learn to control fire, and then come out. The Golden Horn sat on the djinn god's shoulder with a look of disdain.
Compare fire control with him, looking for death?
You must know that he has been a fire boy for Lao Jun for thousands of years, okay?
Alchemy technology, Jin Jiao does not dare to be proud, but burning fire and controlling fire, Jin Dan is also famous in the fairy world.
"Who the hell are you? Why did you destroy my Zhenyang Building?" The owner of Zhenyang Mansion stared at the golden horn with his eyes, a black man, a strong cultivator, a small point, and the art of controlling fire is so unique, he is definitely not a simple person.
"I asked you to ask, did you really ask, didn't you think I wouldn't answer you?" Golden Horn sneered, "However, the king is in a good mood today, so I will tell you that this king is the Golden Horn King, the first alchemy elder of the Immortal Gate, you are brain-dead attacking the Immortal Gate, and now you die!"
"Immortal Gate?" The pupils of the owner of the True Yang Mansion shrank, full of shock, isn't it just a small sect in the countryside?
The sect leader of the Changyang Sect raised his eyebrows, Xianmen, haven't you heard of it? It's not a big sect, at least it's not a sect bigger than the Changyang Sect.
In this way, you can take it directly.
At that moment, the sect master of the Changyang Sect broke off and shouted: "The little beast is making a big fuss, this is the True Yang Lou Sect, how can you be allowed to be wild? ”
As he spoke, lest Zhenyanglou snatch someone from him, he took the first step, and a fairy sword with a red body and a shining fairy light flew out.
Changyang Sect, the treasure of the town faction, the Changyang Sword.
It is a powerful immortal weapon with two vessel patterns.
With a swing of the sword, the red sword qi dyed half of the sky red, reflecting the sunset, and when the sword fell, there would be ten thousand sword qi falling, stabbing the golden horn into a sieve.
However, before the sword qi could erupt, a huge palm that covered the sky and the sun suddenly slapped in.
With a slap, he slapped him with a sword into the dirt, smashing out a deep humanoid pit.