The number of "Dark Flames" suspended in mid-air has exceeded 100, and such a rapid spawn rate is quite remarkable.

Zhu Yan waved his hand after a noncommittal question, and more than a hundred arrows that had been stagnant in the air were freed, and the blue light flashed and rushed towards those "dark flames".

These spiritual arrows seem to have their own aiming ability, and each arrow will "happen" to hit a ball of "dark flame", and none of them will miss.

This level of jaw-dropping accuracy is not something that any so-called "marksman" can do, and it is simply a miracle in the eyes of humans.

The moment the cyan arrows collided with the "Dark Flame" in the sky, the power hidden behind the green mangs finally revealed their heads.

The cyan arrows of light flying in mid-air suddenly turned into a dark vortex of spiritual power, rendering the space into a dim color.

An irresistible strong suction erupted in the whirlpool, and in the blink of an eye, all the "dark flames" were swallowed in, and they turned into a part of the whirlpool under the heavy division of the spiritual turbulence.

After absorbing the spiritual power that originally belonged to the Dark Flame, the suction power of the vortex was increased again, and it became more and more intense, and there was no way to stop.

The gray-clothed man's body was dragged by the infinite absorbing force that spread all over the sky, and gradually moved closer to those whirlpools. At this moment, he desperately used all his spiritual power to condense into a turquoise protective wall in front of him, trying to resist the terrifying suction coming from all directions.

The man in gray unreservedly sacrificed all the spiritual power in his meridians at this time, because he knew that once he was sucked into any whirlpool, he would be brutally torn to pieces, and henceforth he would become one with the whirlpool and turn into nothingness.

However, just opening the "Gate of Hades" had already consumed nearly half of his spiritual power, and at this moment, he did not have enough ability to support himself from this desperate danger.

At the moment of life and death, he suddenly decided to make a choice that went against the nature of the Silver Wolf Clan.

Maybe it was what his grandfather had experienced that spurred him on, or maybe he was the unusual one.

"If you are not as good as others, you will admit defeat, and I hope that Your Excellency can show mercy to your subordinates. ”

A soft word can save his life.

Whether it is success or failure or dignity, nothing is more important than life.

The whirlpool in the sky dissipated as the gray-clothed man's voice fell, and the darkness in front of him became bright again.

"What's the name of that move? It's the most powerful trick I've ever seen in my life. The man in gray asked, gasping for breath.

"Soul Eater Arrow. ”

"As the name suggests, there is no escape from the spiritual power and soul in front of him, only the end of being devoured. The White Fox clan is the second peerless genius to cultivate the Nine Tails in 10,000 years, and his reputation is well deserved. Now I understand that the separation between fairies and demons is like a firefly compared to Haoyue, a distance that cannot be crossed. I'm defeated, I'm a mess, you can take this thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum. The man in gray sighed, a hint of decadence on his face.

A beautiful smile appeared on Zhu Yan's face, and he said with gratitude: "Thank you for not repeating your grandfather's choice seven hundred years ago. Both you and I were rescued by this sentence of 'admitting defeat'. ”

The gray-clothed man's expression was a little depressed, but he still said in a serious tone: "Although the decision I made will become a shame for the Silver Wolf Clan, I finally understand now, back then

My grandfather's actions were even more extreme, harming others and myself, and my sanity would never allow myself to make such a ridiculous decision. Since you have lost, you must admit it, otherwise you can't afford to lose. ”

Zhu Yan bowed his head lightly and said in an encouraging tone: "With such an awareness, you have taken a big step towards the path of ascending to the Immortal. In the future, as long as you abandon selfish desires and hone your mind, you will definitely be able to achieve your heart's desire. ”

"Xie Xianzi Jiyan, since you are here to get Lingzhi..."

The man in gray came to the green space on the top of the hill as he spoke, picked off the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, and then returned to Zhu Yan, handed the Lingzhi to her, and instructed: "After the Lingzhi is removed, it must be taken within ten days, otherwise the spiritual power will be dispersed, which is why we don't take them away easily." ”

Zhu Yan carefully took the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum with both hands, and after bowing solemnly to thank him, because the time was quite urgent, he immediately left Belle Valley and embarked on the way back.

Holding this hard-won Ganoderma lucidum and feeling the spiritual power on it, Zhu Yan felt very satisfied in his heart.

"Brother Qi, with the thousand-year-old Lingzhi, I will definitely let you recover as before. ”

From leaving the inn to "triumphant return", Zhu Yan only took less than two hours in total. She went straight into Qi Jian's room and observed his current condition. After a careful investigation, Zhu Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Qi Jian is still in a state of fainting, his complexion is no longer as pale as before Zhu Yan left, the cold sweat on his forehead is not much, and the symptoms have eased, it seems that the barrier with repair ability has indeed played a good effect.

Zhu Yan placed the thousand-year-old Lingzhi on Qi Jian's chest, and silently recited the spell to expel the evil qi in his mouth. A burst of pink light spread from the thousand-year-old Lingzhi, enveloping every corner of Qi Jian's body.

This process of expelling evil qi lasted for nearly an hour before it was over, and the spiritual power contained in the thousand-year-old Lingzhi had been completely incorporated into Qi Jian's body.

Zhu Yan's spiritual power consumption was also a little excessive at this time, and after carefully checking and finding that there were no traces of evil qi in Qi Jian's body, he put his mind at ease and returned to his room to continue meditating.

The next day, Qi Jian's biological clock woke him up on time.

After waking up, the first thing Qi Jian did was to touch his chest, but found that it was no longer painful. The intense pain that had tormented him last night was now gone, as if the events of last night had never happened.

"Could it be that everything last night was just a dream? Could this be the legendary double dream?" Qi Jian was quite puzzled by the many feelings he had last night, and he couldn't tell what was true and what was false.

After some guessing but no result, when combing through the memories of last night, he found that the last memory before he lost consciousness was that Zhu Yan walked into his room.

"In that case, I can ask Xiao Yan what happened last night?"

Thinking of this, Qi Jian got dressed, came to Zhu Yan's door, knocked lightly three times, and said softly, "Xiao Yan, are you awake?"

Zhu Yan's voice immediately came from the room, and he said angrily: "I told you that I never sleep, just come in." ”

Qi Jian pushed open the door and walked in, only to find Zhu Yan sitting on the chair next to the tea table, as if he had been waiting for him for a long time.

Seeing Qi Jian walk in, Zhu Yan pretended to hold up the tea full of tea in front of him

cup, after taking a sip gently, put it down again, looking like a tea connoisseur.

"Brother Qi, this tea is still hot, you can also sit down and have a drink." ”

Seeing this situation, Qi Jian was slightly stunned, and did not step forward to sit down, but asked, "Where did you get this pot of tea? Why don't you see tea leaves in my room?"

Zhu Yan glanced at him and said, "Naturally, I asked Xiao Er to help make it, otherwise you think I made it?" ”

Qi Jian came to the tea table at this time and sat down, took a sip of the teacup that Zhu Yan had prepared for him, praised the good tea, and said: "No, don't you White Fox clan need neither to eat nor drink water, but only need to meditate and absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and then you can survive normally?

Zhu Yanmei's eyes showed a look of "disdain", and said: "Won't your brain turn around? I didn't say that I can't eat, can't drink water, and drink a cup of tea on a whim, what's there to be strange about." ”

Qi Jian nodded and said, "I see, there is really nothing strange about it. ”

At this point, the conversation shifted.

"But what I experienced last night was very strange, even terrifying. ”

When Zhu Yan heard this, his heart moved slightly, but the expression on his face did not change in the slightest.

"Did you have a nightmare last night?" asked Zhu Yan curiously.

After seeing Zhu Yan's reaction, Qi Jian was stunned for a while, until he saw Zhu Yan's white little hands waving in front of him, and then responded: "That's right, I had a nightmare yesterday, and this nightmare is very real, and it makes me feel creepy when I think about it now." But, Xiao Yan, didn't you come to my room last night?"

Zhu Yan shook his head very dryly, and asked suspiciously, "What am I doing in your room late at night?

"Could it be that everything I experienced last night was just a dream of Nanke? I can't believe it. Qi Jian suddenly sighed.

Zhu Yan followed these words and asked, "What did you dream about last night?

"Of course, you don't think I'm fussy. ”

After that, Qi Jian told Zhu Yan everything he experienced last night that he couldn't distinguish between a dream and reality.

After listening, Zhu Yan sighed and said, "I think about it every day, and I dream about it at night." You must be thinking about the catastrophe 500 years ago. ”

Qi Jian bowed his head and said: "That's true, 'Demon Tribulation' used to be my favorite ancient book, I have always been very interested in the catastrophe that happened five hundred years ago, and in the end, the disappearance of Demon Venerable Wushuang, I always feel a little strange, I'm afraid there is something hidden behind it." ”

"This matter is in the past, don't think about it anymore, Wushuang has been missing for five hundred years, and there is no sign of a comeback, it should have been buried long ago. If you cling to the past like this, you will only cause trouble to yourself, just like last night. ”

Hearing Zhu Yan's admonition, Qi Jian nodded heavily and said in agreement: "You have a point, five hundred years have passed since this incident, why should we torture ourselves with this old thing." ”

Qi Jian raised his head and drank all the tea in the cup, and said, "Since it was confirmed that last night was just a dream, then there is nothing to worry about." We're ready to leave for Belle Valley. ”