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"Hey Xuan, congratulations to Meng Daoyou!" Tang Yan's face changed a few times before he slightly clenched his fists and couldn't hide his embarrassment. However, in his heart, he was still shocked. Don't say that the other party is so fast, just the unpredictable cultivation is enough to make him feel jealous.

"It's really something to celebrate. In Tang Yan's anxious gaze, Deng An gently shook his waist and asked Ya Ji to go back to rest first, and then said with an expressionless face: "If it weren't for Meng's timely and stable cultivation, Ya Ji is afraid that he will suffer a big loss, although Ni Rong Ze is a testing ground for the disciples of Huoye Mountain, but Meng Mou temporarily crossed the tribulation here, and it doesn't seem to hinder anything." ”

"There must be some misunderstanding. Facing Deng An's questioning, Tang Yan hurriedly laughed, and subconsciously glanced at the battle group on the other side, where Xiang Zonglin and the Cloud Ghost Saint were inseparable. Since this matter was provoked by Xiang Zonglin, his reasons are really far-fetched.

Meng also met like this, it must have been Tang Daoyou's misunderstanding. Suddenly, Deng An said something that Tang Yan was surprised by, and then, with a slight smile, said: "Just now, although Meng couldn't be distracted, Tang Daoyou's words were heard very clearly. ”

"Meng Daoyou crossed the tribulation with the help of Murong Ze, it is the honor of our Huoye Mountain, if those juniors can observe it up close, it is their great creation. When Tang Yan heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and after he understood, he responded again and again. Seeing that Deng An's cultivation was already stable, and he had Yaqi as his helper, and he was not sure enough to defeat Deng An, he put away his hostility.

"Could it be that Tang Daoyou has forgotten the agreement? Since Xiang has a promise, he will fulfill it truthfully. Even if his strength is extraordinary, he has just crossed the tribulation, how can he compare with you? As long as Tang Daoyou intervenes to stop for a moment, wait for me to kill this demon king, and then assist you in capturing and killing him, the agreement between us is still valid. Realizing the situation here, Xiang Zonglin said hurriedly.

The expression on Tang Yan's face suddenly changed again. In his opinion, Xiang Zonglin's words are not unreasonable, and in the depths of his consciousness, he is not worried about Deng An's cultivation and strength, the only thing that makes him jealous is Deng An's background and the harm it may bring to the sect.

The change in Tang Yan's expression was naturally seen by Deng An and Xiang Zonglin.

Deng An smiled coldly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a trace of contempt. His cultivation has been stabilized, if Tang Yan can't resist the temptation, he might as well compete with him and verify his strength. Xiang Zonglin naturally hoped that Tang Yan would make a move and continued to lobby.

During this period, Deng An didn't say a word, just watched coldly, so that Tang Yan quickly reversed his decision, and later, he heard Xiang Zonglin promise that he would take all the responsibility and not let Huoyeshan get involved in this matter, so he gritted his teeth and launched an attack on Deng An.

When Deng An dodged and dodged, he gave a tentative counterattack with several wind blades.

Because one side was jealous, and the other side did not accurately position its own strength, the battle between Tang Yan and Deng An seemed a little dull and smooth at the initial moment. However, after some trial and familiarity, their attacks became fierce.

After that, after only a few rounds, Tang Yan began to regret it. He gradually discovered that Deng An's strength was like the water of the endless sea, endless, and every attack had an increase, and this growth trend seemed to be a tide that was constantly superimposed.

Soon, the regret in his heart turned into fear.

The fire attribute spell that he had always been proud of, instead of being able to restrain the other party, was used by the other party to attack him. The flames that came out through the opponent's counterattack seemed to be integrated into the robbery fire, and their power increased several times, causing him to gradually fall into danger step by step. In another battle, Xiang Zonglin finally gained the upper hand. However, the advantages he possessed were not particularly obvious, and it was not possible to kill the Cloud Ghost Saint in a short period of time.

In Tang Yan's heart, there was hesitation again.

Deng An observed his words and immediately guessed the other party's thoughts, if he wanted to kill Tang Yan, he could do it, but he had just returned to the Xuanhuang Main Continent and didn't want to rashly form a deep enmity with Huoye Mountain, so he gradually relaxed his offensive, leaving Tang Yan a certain amount of time to think.

Regarding this change in the situation, Xiang Zonglin quickly realized that he was in his eyes and anxious, if he lost Tang Yan's assistance, it would be impossible for him to capture Deng An on his own. However, opportunities come in a lifetime, and losses don't happen again. Thinking that Deng An was the meditation cultivator that Bai Xuan Ancestor had named, he showed a trace of pain on his face and took out a small flower.

The appearance of this flower is very ordinary, about seven or eight petals, but they and the color are very strange, not ordinary red, yellow, purple, etc., but in gray, dotted with green lines, as if some withered leaves are fake flowers.

Seeing that Deng An was already a sure winner, the Cloud Ghost Saint had fewer scruples, and only had the heart to win, however, after all, Xiang Zonglin had advanced and been reborn for many years, and he had just recovered to the fourth order, in terms of strength comparison, he would definitely not be able to compete with the other party, so he gradually fell into a disadvantage.

It's just that the Cloud Ghost Saint is not reconciled, and is still gritting his teeth and persevering.

Seeing Xiang Zonglin take a few steps back and take out the small flower, he was stunned for a moment, and suddenly, he remembered a legend, and he couldn't help but change his face greatly, his body shook, and he fled into the distance.

At this time, the little flower seemed to have experienced wind, frost, rain and snow, and began to change from blooming to withering, but after a few breaths, the petals on it broke away. However, before they could fall, they turned into dust in the air, and then drifted away in the breeze around them.

In an instant, the temperature in the air dropped. The dust formed by the petals of the flowers seems to have become a source of cold, quickly absorbing the water from the air, first from ice crystals to snowflakes, and then from snowflakes to hailstones, falling from the sky.

Although the Cloud Ghost Saint knew how powerful Xiaohua was, and began to fly away in advance. However, compared to the speed at which the cold spread, his escape was much slower. In the blink of an eye, his form slowed down, and then he fell from the sky as if he had been frozen.

At the moment when the Cloud Ghost Saint fell to the ground, a demon pill emerged from the top of its head, and the faint blue light emitted by it was like a warm robe, tightly enveloping it and preventing the cold from continuing to invade. As for the Cloud Ghost Saint himself, his eyes were closed tightly and he passed out.

Seeing this, Deng An couldn't help but sink in his heart. He was very worried about the situation of the Cloud Ghost Saint, but if he abandoned Tang Yan and prevented Xiang Zonglin from taking further measures, he was afraid that he would immediately fall into the trap between Xiang Zonglin and Tang Yan, and at that time, his situation would also be very dangerous.

Deng An's face gradually turned cold, a trace of killing intent flashed in his heart, and when Tang Yan was still stunned, his hands flicked quickly, and a ghostly fire gradually turned into a ghostly flame tiger, and quietly flew out in front of him, at the same time, his lips twitched slightly, and a demonic sound spread around.

After Tang Yan and Xiang Zonglin heard this, they were both at a loss for a moment.

At the same time, from Deng An's seven orifices, seven wind pillars suddenly flew out, and after only a moment, they evolved as if they could connect the heavens and the earth, surrounding Tang Yan.

When Tang Yan regained his senses, he immediately judged his current situation, and couldn't help but change in shock, however, the seven wind pillars were already approaching, and there was no time to take defensive measures, so he had to bite the bullet and rush in the direction away from Deng An. Relatively speaking, the wind pillars there are weaker, the injuries suffered after being hit are small, and there is also the possibility of protruding.

Tang Yan was very lucky, because the object that Deng An wanted to kill was not him, but Xiang Zonglin, the outermost wind pillar, which was consistent with Tang Yan's judgment, although in the process of strong burst, he suffered some impacts, but it was not enough to be fatal, and he only needed to recuperate for a few days to recover.

Regarding Deng An's identity, Tang Yan understood.

Meditation cultivation like this kind of cultivation will be of greater help to his refining tools.

However, seeing the Phantom Flame Tiger Fire Spirit rushing towards Xiang Zonglin, he had deep concerns. Deng An's strength was far beyond his imagination, and that kind of blue-white flame made him feel a strong sense of danger, compared to the yang fire released by Deng An, it was more able to restrain his spells.

Xiang Zonglin didn't have time to think about it at the moment, when he came to his senses, the ghost flame tiger fire spirit had already pounced on him, and in the face of the fear that kept surfacing in his soul, he was shocked, forcibly suppressed all kinds of thoughts, quickly changed the magic technique, and a cold meaning emerged from his body.

Seeing that Xiang Zonglin did not dodge, Deng An's face couldn't help but show surprise and curiosity. With Xiang Zonglin's cultivation in the infancy stage, he would definitely not choose to sit back and let the fire burn, but after all, he belongs to a monk, and what capital does he have to fight with his body.

Soon, Xiang Zonglin gave an answer.

I saw a trace of gray gas coming out of his body. The gas soon covered the surface of his body, making it seem like a gray coat that cut him off from the flames. Although the impact of the Flame Tiger Fire Spirit caused Xiang Zonglin to fly backwards, the Flame that composed it failed to affect Xiang Zonglin, and Xiang Zonglin took advantage of the situation to throw the Flame Tiger away.

However, Deng An's methods do not stop there.

He had already raised his killing intent towards Xiang Zonglin, how could he allow the other party to get out easily, he quickly waved his arm, and a spiritual force was injected into the body of the ghost flame fire spirit. After receiving the replenishment of the spiritual power, the Phantom Fire Tiger Fire Spirit increased in size, and continued to pounce on Xiang Zonglin with a bloody mouth. At the same moment, with a flick of his fingers, a ghost fire quickly sank into the side of the Phantom Fire Tiger Fire Spirit, and turned into a fire-eating silkworm, clinging to the flames of the Phantom Fire Tiger Fire Spirit, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Facing the constantly approaching Phantom Flame Tiger, Xiang Zonglin first used defensive magic weapons to fight. However, he soon discovered that his divine consciousness was quickly incinerated by the flames that formed the Flame Tiger Fire Spirit, and its consumption reached a terrifying level, and he hurriedly cast a spell to fight against it. When he was secretly anxious, a ghostly light took the opportunity to **** out from the ghost flame tiger fire spirit.

Fortunately, Xiang Zonglin is a Yuanying monk, and in the process of traveling, he has experienced many life-and-death battles, and he has maintained a high degree of vigilance at every moment, so when the fire-eating silkworm is about to die, he can't help but sacrifice the skull magic weapon.