After the rain, the cool night gradually rose, the haze between the heaven and the earth seemed to be washed away by the rain, the air couldn't help but be a little clearer, the cool breeze blew, set off the sound of the woods, the song of unknown birds sounded sharply, the moist wings fluttered, and in a blink of an eye flew over the rugged stone mountain.

A figure walked up a stone mountain and stood slowly, as if closing his eyes to recuperate. The night wind blew from the mountains and forests, and his clothes fluttered, and he couldn't say the meaning of the fairy wind. Looking from afar, this person is dressed in a cyan robe, with a slender body, a three-inch white beard, a heavy face, a meticulous combing of gray hair, and a kind face, as if he is a benevolent teacher.

It's just that at this time, Xu Yanshan's eyebrows did not have the usual kindness, but a little cold, his hand naturally hung down and put it on his side, but the floating dust in his hand on weekdays hung behind his back like a sword. He was silent and silent, his white eyebrows trembling in the cool breeze, his robe lifting, and his brows gradually frowning as if he had encountered something worried.

"Here we are—" His eyes slowly opened, the cloudiness in his eyes gradually dissipated, and his gaze was fixed on a part of the mountain forest, and the frightened birds fluttered their wings and flew up, making a faint birdsong.

The moonlight is shining, and the changing light of the bright moonlight falls through the cracks in the treetops, making the shadows of the forest become intertwined with light and shadow, swaying in black and white. I saw a figure on a deserted path covered with fallen leaves in late autumn, the figure staggered, sometimes staggering, looking at the silhouette of the figure seemed to be holding his left chest with his right hand, and he knelt down every three steps, and there was a soft sound of muffled snorting and liquid falling on the surface of the leaves, and it was vaguely obvious that the person was seriously injured.

Ancient vines and old trees, moss and green grass, layers of silent, branches and leaves swaying in the falling leaves, the figure finally struggled out of the ancient forest, his blurred vision just touched Xu Yan Mountain at the top of the stone mountain, his eyes were dark, straight down.

"It's bad!" Xu Yanshan's face was not good-looking, he snorted, but he did not slack off in his actions, the qi in his body surged, and he crossed the distance of dozens of zhang in just a moment, and appeared next to Wei Fengyu, who did not know life and death, he poked out Lingyuan Sheng's two fingers against Wei Fengyu's pulse, and then moved his fingers to touch his eyebrows, and only retracted his thoughts after half a ring, his face was ugly, but he couldn't help but secretly wonder in his heart.

He muttered to himself in a low voice, "How could he be so seriously injured? The residual Spirit Yuan fluctuations in his body were definitely not something that a cultivator under the Five Realms could cause... But the cultivators of the Five Realms in the entire Nanyu are only five fingers, and there are no other Five Realms in Nanyu County except for the sect chief and the county lord of the Jingfu Inner Gate..... what is it that hurts you so badly..."

"No...."He touched a part of Wei Fengyu's body, a strange fluctuation was dissipating, his face changed suddenly, and he lost his voice: "This is the flesh and blood imprint left by the formation! The person who made the move is definitely a formation path power no less than him! When will Nanyu have the existence of a formation path master?! How could he stop it?!"

Xu Yanshan's eyes flickered, the current situation was so bad that it was difficult for him to solve, Wei Fengyu was still in a coma, he had no way of knowing the details of what had happened, but the most important thing now was to save Wei Fengyu who was dying, the life of a Five Realm cultivator, even in Dongtu, could not be easily lost.

"You have to extract the soul of the snake cultivator first, otherwise his physical condition won't last long. Xu Yanshan took out a white jade ball like a night pearl from his robe, exuding a clear white light. This jade ball is called "Lock Spirit Jade", it is the best container to store the soul of the beast, and the way to obtain it is very rare, if he was not ordered to hand over things with Wei Fengyu tonight, he is afraid that he will not be able to see this strange thing in his life.

"Huh?!" Xu Yanshan's eyebrows twisted into Sichuan characters, the snake spirit origin that was dormant in Wei Fengyu's body was only absorbed for three percent and was no longer output, and the red mist in the lock spirit jade was only a faint fraction, but even if Xu Yanshan ran the spirit yuan to urge and suck, it didn't improve. Even though he was well-informed, knowledgeable, and strong, he had never come into contact with this object before, and he couldn't help but wonder if his cultivation was too weak, which caused the remaining snake spirit to not be able to extract.

Xu Yanshan reined in his qi and put the reddened Lock Spirit Jade back into his arms, he held up Wei Fengyu's body, looked at the sky, and couldn't help thinking: "For now, we must first go back to Dongtu to report what happened, and wait for Wei Fengyu to wake up, and then make a decision after considering the rest of the matter." ”

Then he didn't think about it anymore, Wei Fengyu's injury dragged on for a point, his life would be in danger for a point, Xu Yanshan mobilized the spirit yuan to penetrate the body, wrapped in the bodies of Wei Fengyu and the two of them, and slowly took off, the qi machine was running, and after a while, there was no one in this world...

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Heyang City, north of the city.

The violent rain has passed, but the earth-destroying fluctuations have caused the residents hiding in the houses to suffer unjustified disasters, and for a time the mourning is all over the field, and the noisy curses have sounded repeatedly, and countless pots and pans have become the objects of anger, even though they know that every time they break a porcelain bowl, the property in their pockets will be a little less, but people always seem to be like this, and they have always been unwilling and resentful about the established results, and they do not know that it will only add to their troubles, but it will not help.

In the ruins, Gu An's body gradually froze, his limbs were stiff, and there was no trace of blood on his face, which was a sign of death that was completely lifeless, and his blood and qi were withered and condensed.

The old man in the mask didn't know what to do for a while, and his heart was in vain, thinking of the hidden dormancy of more than ten years but changing to such an end, he suddenly felt sad and miserable, and his originally slightly upright body seemed to be a little old at this time.

"Knock knock..."

"Huh?"

Without warning, a sound like a drum suddenly sounded in his ears, and a slight tremor fluctuation came from his arm holding Gu An. The masked old man's eyes lit up, he turned his head, and suddenly looked at Gu An, who had clearly disappeared, but his heart was suddenly shocked.

I saw a white flame spread out of Gu An's body in an instant, like a prairie fire, blooming a huge white flame flower, the violent high temperature lifted the old man in the mask back a few steps, the scorching breath came to his face, and the surface of the burned body was red, under his incredible gaze, Gu An's lying body gradually suspended in mid-air, and suddenly a phantom like a wild dragon rushed out from between his eyebrows, as if the cold air of the 10,000-year-old ice emanated from the body of the phantom, the scales of the phantom shadow were like a ghostly workman, with white patterns on the neck, and blue flowing cloud patterns on the back, and the chest was ochreThe limbs of the body are multicolored like brocade forging, the tip of the tail has hard fleshy spines, and the blue eyes and eyebrows have protruding pieces of flesh crossed between them.

"It's. . . Jiao?!"

The old man in the mask looked in amazement, his eyes widened, and he poked the ground in horror like half a piece of wood.

The body of the ice Jiao danced above Gu An, like a dragon in the sky, the domineering aura was spreading, the bright light illuminated the night white, and those who didn't know why in the distance were stunned to see the dragon-like strange things flying in the air, and couldn't help but kneel down again and again, shouting blessings such as "True Dragon Descends" in their mouths.

And the dead air on Gu An's face at this time was gradually fading, and a powerful vitality turned into a beam of light from the mouth of the ice Jiao in the sky and spurted on Gu An's body, the scene was like an ice rain extinguishing the flames on Gu An's body, and the white mist spread out, like a cloud sinking low, falling to the world.

The ice Jiao in the sky roared loudly, as if Hong Zhong Da Lu was buzzing in everyone's ears, and the old man in the mask couldn't help but be affected by this, and those people in the market fainted directly, and suddenly the mortals in the city who heard the sound fell to the ground, and the scene was actually spectacular.

Bingjiao swooped down from a high altitude, and the next moment it didn't enter Gu An's eyebrows, the old man in the mask stepped forward to investigate, only to see that the flesh wounds on Gu An's body were actually healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if they were being quickly repaired by a tailor who controlled the vitality of life, only for a moment, all the large and small deep and shallow wounds were completely healed, the dead air on his face was gone, and the four rays of red and blue and black and white were constantly transformed in the center of his eyebrows, and finally the red and blue light dissipated, and a flame mark of black and white was engraved on it, and after a while, it slowly disappeared。

"It's breathtaking...."

The masked old man slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and he was surprised and delighted at this time. The good thing is that Gu An's life was finally preserved, Wei Fengyu's attack did not succeed; what is surprising is that Gu An seems to have something in his body, after stripping Wei Fengyu's murderous soul out, but he devoured it himself, the soul of the snake cultivator actually carried out a step in his body, and the huge spiritual yuan infusion made Gu An's realm from the eleventh level of the entrance to the second realm, although the realm is unstable, but it has omitted the step of penance accumulation, Gu An's encounter this time, the cultivation can be said to have advanced by leaps and bounds.

But he still has worries in his heart, the faster Gu An's realm improves, the more things he will know, the appearance of Wei Fengyu tonight has brought the danger of life and death to this point, if he hadn't come to the rescue, plus Gu An was pregnant with strange things, maybe Gu An would have died in Huangquan and his soul would have returned to the Nine Shadows.

"It's not good to stay here..."

The old man in the mask seemed to sense something, and several breaths of the four realms converged from different directions. His gaze froze, presumably when Wei Fengyu left, the spatial penetration of the Thousand Miles Divine Talisman destroyed the formation he had previously laid to isolate perception, causing what was happening here to be noticed, coupled with Gu An's vision, I am afraid that those people will feel that some strange treasure has been born, so I have to come to find out.

"Let's go!"

His sleeves swayed lightly, the qi in his body was running faintly, and with a wave of his arm, the crimson fire spirit qi formed a small tornado that wrapped the bodies of him and Gu An, and suddenly the light flashed, and the fire spirit qi dispersed, leaving only a few autumn leaves that were burning and floating in the air between heaven and earth, like a butterfly dyed with fire, and finally turned into ashes and was blown away by the wind.