In the current battle situation, one more Jindan monk and one less Jindan monk are related to the life and death of dozens or even dozens of low-level monks on the battlefield.

With Sun Donghai's departure, in the life and death of these low-level monks, Chongxumen may have to lose a few more disciples, and Qingyunmen and Shanghemen may have more than a dozen fewer disciples.

The life of a hostile sect monk, even if it is a hundred, is not as good as one disciple of his own family, this is a self-evident matter.

Half an hour of departure, I don't know how much it will change the battle situation, and after half an hour, I don't know what will happen in this hall.

Thinking of this, the fire dragon stick waved down again, and with a shock, Sun Donghai was about to turn his head and shout for help from the same door, but his eyes opened in the twilight, and he swallowed back the words in his mouth.

The red cloud above the council hall changed the moment Sun Donghai turned his head, and in the middle of the red cloud, a whirlpool appeared in it.

The whirlpool is not large, and it turns very slowly, and it seems that it is difficult to expand in half a day. However, Sun Donghai's eyes were on no more than two breaths, and the whirlpool turned faster and faster, and became more and more urgent, never exceeding the size of the bowl, and it rose to the size of a zhang in such a short period of time.

The fire dragon stick no longer struck the spirit object of the council hall, but rose straight up, and the head of the dragon head of the stick struck straight towards the red cloud.

Seeing that the fire dragon stick passed through the red cloud as if it were nothing, no, it was the red cloud that passed through the fire dragon stick as if it were nothing, Sun Donghai immediately saw the pupils of his eyes shrink sharply, and a touch of shock appeared in his eyes.

Hongyun is by no means an illusion, this can deceive almost all the people present, and it can't deceive a few of them, among these people, there are Xianxu real people who have cultivated in the infancy of the master of the Chongxu Gate.

The moment the red cloud appeared, the virtuous and virtual real person who had been focusing on the fierce battle of one person and one demon in the distance was also affected by the red cloud and turned his head to cast his eyes.

Although he was surprised, Xianxu Zhenren didn't say anything, obviously Xianxu Zhenren also really sensed the red cloud.

Now, the monks who saw such a scene, including Xianxu Zhenren, also watched with a shocked look as the whirlpool spun faster and faster, and the red cloud became bigger and bigger.

The dragon stick fell from the top of the red cloud, passed through the red cloud again, and slammed into the spiritual curtain of the council hall.

Since he couldn't stop the vision of the red cloud on the top, he could only break the magic circle as soon as possible and destroy the thing that caused the vision inside.

Sun Donghai thought so in his heart.

In a battle group not far from the council hall, an elder from the Confucian Sect also got out of the battle group, came to Sun Donghai's side, waved a little ink, and wrote a big "broken" word in the void, and then this word bloomed with a burst of spiritual light, turning into a big zhang and hitting the spiritual curtain in front of him.

As soon as Elder Fang of the Confucian Sect made a move, the vortex in the red cloud above the council hall had risen to the entire red cloud, and the entire red cloud turned into a huge fiery red vortex.

Suddenly, the center of the whirlpool turned sharply and bulged downward, and then it fell straight down in everyone's eyes, forming a fire cloud tornado.

The tornado was silent, seemingly tangible, but it passed through the spiritual curtain of the council hall like a void, and disappeared in front of people in a moment, as if it had never appeared, leaving no trace.

Seeing this, the two Jindan period monks almost used their twelve points of strength, as if facing a great enemy of life and death, desperately hitting the spiritual curtain in front of them.

In the underground secret room of the Council Hall on the eastern peak of Qingyun Mountain, the man sitting in the middle of the secret room had a calm face, and the solemnity of Fang Cai also completely retreated, only the faint red light in his body was reflected, but it could only illuminate the front of him, and the red light of the secret room that could not be reflected before.

Suddenly, a burst of red light came out of the stone slab on the top, and then a sharp fiery red horn drilled out of it, but the man seemed to be unaware, and still sat cross-legged with a calm face.

The fiery red horns got bigger and bigger, and they got closer and closer to the man, and soon they came to the top of the man's head, as if they were about to burrow into the man's head. see

At this point, the man still looked unaware.

The fiery red horn finally touched the man's black hair, and then disappeared into the corner.

The moment the fiery red sharp horn touched the top of the man's head, the red light that had been calm in the man's body suddenly flourished, and the red light reflected in the secret room again.

The fiery red sharp horns on the top of the man seemed to be unable to move an inch, and they kept turning and spinning rapidly, but only the sharp horns did not enter the top of the man's head, and they did not fall a single point, as if the man's body was made of gold and iron.

In fact, as long as you look closely, you will find that the strange fiery red vortex that appeared on the top of the man like a tornado quickly shrank and submerged into the man's body in a sharp turn.

As the whirlpool continued to sink into the man's body, the red light reflected in the man's body became more and more intense, reflecting the secret room in a fiery red.

In the end, the secret room was even more red-eyed, and the man's figure seemed to be hidden in it, becoming difficult to see.

Finally, the fiery red vortex on the top of the man became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a small sharp corner and submerged into the man's body, the red light reflected on the man's body suddenly closed, and the secret room returned to darkness, and then two red rays reflected the secret room again.

The man slowly opened his eyes, and as if an extreme fire was burning in his eyes, two beams of red light came out of them, reflecting the secret room red.

As soon as he opened his mouth, a red glow spit out of it, and then quickly dissipated, and then the man's eyes blinked, and when his eyes opened and looked directly, a pair of dark and bright eyes were set in his eyes, and the red light in the room finally disappeared.

"I, Yang Fan, finally succeeded in condensing the Dan before sixty and became a Jindan monk. It's just that Ning Dan succeeded in this case, and I don't know if it's good or bad. ”

The man smiled wryly and said to himself.

Immediately, the man who claimed to be Yang Fan's eyes lit up, and he continued: "Chen San, Chen San, it's a pity that you are no longer there, otherwise I, Yang Fan, would really have to compare with you, who is the best in this generation in Qingyunmen!"

There was a deep sense of regret in his voice, and then the man stood up on the ground, walked to one of the walls of the secret room, and said again: "However, maybe after today, if there is an afterlife, you and I will compare in the next life." ”

As soon as the words fell, the man raised his palm and slapped the stone wall in front of him.

With a crackling sound, the stone wall shattered, and the rubble kept falling, revealing a rectangular box hidden in the stone wall.

The box is nearly a foot long, but it is extremely narrow, but half a palm wide, and there is a talisman pasted on the surface of the box, and the rune surface is rippling with red light, as if there is a raging flame burning inside.

The man pressed his palm on the talisman, his eyes flashed red, he wiped the talisman and put it away, and then opened the box.

The moment the box was opened, a red light appeared in the secret room, and then the flames were scattered all around, licking and scorching.

The man in the flames, as if he had never felt the heat, was constantly licked and burned by the flames, but still looked calm, and reached out to take the contents of the box.

"Huolin Gun, you are fighting with me Yang Fan on the first day, and maybe the last day to fight with me Yang Fan. As your current master, I will definitely not dishonor your name as the Earth Treasure Fire Lin, and I will definitely make you famous in the world again!"

The moment he grabbed the contents of the box, the man's eyes froze, and he said slowly.

Suddenly, a strange look flashed in the man's eyes, and then he smiled slightly, took out the contents of the box, and came to the door of the secret room to push the door out.