"Zhiyuan!"

Before the two of them could fly closer, they heard an old and mournful cry in front of them, like a cuckoo crying blood, and the old ape wailing, very sad.

Behind, Gao Xiaofeng and his wife glanced at each other, and they both saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

The two of them quickly flew close to the deep pit that was still scorching and scorched, and flew to the old man of Qi Tianmen.

The old man was holding a charred black corpse in his arms, whose face had already been charred, and he could not recognize it at all, and he could only distinguish some of the robes and weapon fragments that were still attached to his body, all of which carried the symbol of Qi Tianmen.

"It's dead!" Gao Xiaofeng frowned and shook his head.

Su Xia couldn't bear it, so she didn't turn her head and walked to the side, and suddenly, she flew into the air and flew towards a scorched and smoky distance.

"Howling Wind, come here!"

Su Xia's voice was a little surprised, hearing this, Gao Xiaofeng seemed to have thought of something, and flew towards Su Xia in disbelief.

"Hey, this kid didn't die, his life is really big!"

Gao Xiaofeng landed, a look of surprise appeared on his rugged face, and looking at Zhang Yuanhao who was supported by Su Xia in his arms, he actually felt his faint snort.

Su Xia held Zhang Yuanhao's somewhat charred body, and the spiritual power flowed in her palm, brushing away a piece of charred ash from his face, revealing the face below that was burned beyond recognition by the spiritual flames.

"Feed him a Linghua pill!"

Gao Xiaofeng's eyelids jumped, and he said to Su Xia immediately.

Su Xia was stunned for a moment, then nodded, took out a jade green pill with a rich fragrance from the jade belt around her waist, glanced at it reluctantly, and then broke Zhang Yuanhao's mouth and stuffed it into his mouth.

......

"Ahhh

There was a hysterical roar not far away, very poignant, and it was obvious that it was Ling Cheng's voice.

A blackened figure with a faint scorched smoke staggered out of the deep pit created by the explosion, his arms were almost scorched, most of his palms were missing, and the blackened bones were faintly protruding, and his originally handsome face became like a ghost, and his hair was burned clean.

"Ling Cheng Xiao'er, tell me, what's going on!"

Qi Pingdao was still a monk of the Fake Dan Realm after all, and after recuperating for a while, his breath stabilized, but when he learned that Qi Zhiyuan, whom he had vigorously cultivated, had died, his eyes were bloodshot with anger, his chest was stuffy, and he was almost vomiting three liters of blood.

"Ho... Ho..."Ling Cheng opened his mouth, the corners of his mouth that had been scorched by the spiritual flames were torn apart, his lips were full of flesh and blood, and his speech was a little slurred, "You still ask me, you still have the face to ask me......"

"Didn't the Dan Qi of your fake Dan Realm cover this kid, ah, then why was he able to cause the Separation Fire to materialize and ignite the flow of spiritual power?"

Ling Cheng suppressed the anger in his heart, condensed his voice into a thread of sound, and transmitted it to Qi Pingdao.

"I ......" Qi Pingdao was speechless when asked, he didn't notice the change at all, the fire of the Nanli Palace was substantial, and the fire ignited the majestic spiritual power flow in less than a breath, and before he could react, the spiritual power exploded directly.

"This kid is a bit evil, he can't stay for long!"

After a dull long time, Qi Pingdao suppressed Qi Zhiyuan's anger from death, and almost squeezed these words out of his mouth.

"He's not dead?"

Ling Yuan's blackened and blurred face was distorted, and he asked in a gloomy tone.

Qi Pingdao snorted coldly: "You won't pretend not to know, the black armor on this kid's body is obviously a good magic weapon, even if you don't use mana to urge, you have a very strong defensive power, ten thousand times stronger than the half-hung defensive magic weapon on your body!"

Ling Cheng froze for a moment when he heard this, and said dryly: "Kill this kid, the magic sword and storage ring on his body belong to me, and the magic clothes belong to you!"

Qi Pingdao thought for a while, a glimmer of light flashed in his cloudy old eyes, and he nodded slightly.

......

"Qi Ping Dao, and this Daoist friend of Jiuyun Valley, what do you want to do?"

Gao Xiaofeng stood in front of Su Xia, who was holding the unconscious Zhang Yuanhao's body, and frowned at the two who came menacingly.

"This man killed my nephew, and you still want to protect him?"

Qi Ping Dao was gloomy and compassionate, and the momentum of the False Dan Realm was pouring towards the howling wind, like a huge mountain pressing on it, making the latter unable to move.

Ling Cheng took a lot of pills to recover his vitality, but the wound on his face was still hideous, at this moment, he was standing beside Qi Pingdao, the momentum of the late stage of foundation building was undoubtedly revealed, and his eyes looked at Zhang Yuanhao behind Gao Xiaofeng and Su Xia in his arms.

"Both, things are still a little strange, why don't you wait for my junior to wake up and ask?"

Gao Xiaofeng's hand holding the knife trembled slightly, a trace of sweat soaked from his forehead, and he looked at the two people in front of him with some solemnity.

"There is no need to ask anymore, the old man saw with his own eyes that this kid detonated a talisman seal, the purpose is to kill my poor nephew, this kind of person, can't stay!"

Qi Pingdao snorted coldly, took out the dragon head spear that he had been carrying on his back, and stood on the ground with a buzz, the body of the black jade-like spear trembled slightly, as if Gao Xiaofeng's mood at the moment was as chaotic as chaos.

Gao Xiaofeng took a deep breath, his eyes widened, and a sense of pride emerged: "If you want to kill me as a junior, I'm afraid you have to pass me first!"

Not far away, the three of them flew over, and when they saw this stalemate, they were stunned. Then, the old man of Qi Tianmen in the middle stage of foundation building naturally stood with Qi Pingdao and the others, looking at Zhang Yuanhao behind Gao Xiaofeng with fierce eyes, and the other two scattered cultivators, but they were a little hesitant.

"Snake Daoyou, Lu Daoyou, I am equivalent to a loose cultivator, and I have also formed an alliance, can An see death at this moment?"

Behind Gao Xiaofeng, Su Xia's clear voice sounded, and there seemed to be a hint of questioning.

"Two Taoist friends, this is a personal grudge, so don't meddle well, so as not to bring disaster to yourself!"

The old man of Qi Tianmen threatened, and after a moment, his tone softened, "However, if you promise not to interfere in this matter, the share of these three people will be all allocated to the two of you, and in addition, I Qi Tianmen will also have a generous gift!"

Envy and grace.

Gao Xiaofeng's face was pale, he was not good at words, and at this moment, he was like a stuffy gourd, staring at the two of them without speaking.

Behind him, Su Xia, who was holding Zhang Yuanhao's body, said: "Two Taoist friends, don't listen to them, if my wife and I die and the alliance is broken, how can you two get the treasures of the cave mansion in the hands of this old man of Qi Pingdao, they are afraid that they will also kill you and others!"

Hearing this, the two finally made a decision, and flew down to Gao Xiaofeng's side, facing the three people in front of them.