Ming Fei pointed at the spirit stone again, and a remnant cold aura on his face suddenly solidified with his expression, and the spirit stone clock and purple spirit stone suddenly dispersed, each flying in the air, like two fire butterflies, this kind of wild aura, as if they were evading, they did have a strong fear of the five poisonous divine fires.

Qin Xiaotian took dozens of steps back in a panic, and hurriedly clenched the hilt of the sword again, quickly forcing out the Duan Zhen Qi in his body without any reservations, he wanted to force the Five Poisons Divine Fire out. At the moment of danger, the Five Poison Divine Fire really turned sharply, and then rushed towards the top of Ming Fei's head・・・・・・・・・・・・

Ming Fei was proud, looking at the two spirit stones of different colors in front of him with brilliant colors, a little dazzled, and he didn't realize that the Five Poison Divine Fire turned around again, and the momentum was even more ferocious, as if the ruthlessness broke out again, as if he wanted to destroy everything.

At this time, the purple spirit stone seemed to be attracted by the spirit stone clock, and gradually flew to the spirit stone clock, and suddenly there was a snorting sound in the air, some crisp, some faint, and then disappeared into the warm sun.

In the air, only the spirit stone clock was left fluttering and flying, faster and faster, turning into a golden light and shadow, flying towards the dejected Qin Xiaotian・・・・・・・・・・・・・・

Ming Fei was infatuated, and the cyan Dao robed disciple standing next to him reminded loudly: "Senior brother, our treasure is gone. With this shout, Ming Fei came back to his senses, and the five poisonous divine fire in front of him pounced again, with the possibility of devouring everything・・・・・・・・・・・・

Ming Fei immediately turned around, and the long sword in his hand pointed at the Five Poison Divine Fire again, which seemed to be a simple finger, but in fact, it had forced out all the six layers of condensation qi in his body to resist the Five Poison Divine Fire of Qin Xiaotian.

But Qin Xiaotian also input all the Duan True Qi in his body into this Five Poison Divine Fire, plus the Five Poison Divine Fire itself has extremely strong attack power, how can Ming Fei resist it?

At the same time, the Spirit Stone Clock flew like a whirlwind from mid-sky to the top of Qin Xiaotian's head, and after a few more turns in front of his eyes, it squeaked a few times, as if to express remorse for its previous actions.

As if to say, "Master, look, I have brought back the purple spirit stone." ”

"Baby, you're finally back. Qin Xiaotian felt a cry of joy, his eyes were full of tears, and he nodded to the Lingshi clock.

As he spoke, the spirit stone clock flew into Qin Xiaotian's storage bag・・・・・・・・

The offensive of the Five Poison Divine Fire became more and more fierce, Ming Fei's face was covered with sweat, he obviously felt that the six layers of condensation qi in his body were about to be exhausted, and in a panic, he shouted loudly: "Senior brother, come and save me, I can't support it anymore!" Looking at Gong Yuan again, he was no longer visible.

Seeing that the flames were fierce and ruthless, the cyan Dao robe disciple was worried that Ming Fei would be buried in the sea of fire in an instant, and persuaded loudly: "Senior Brother Ming, let's run away quickly!" The old guy from Gong Yuan had already slipped away.

Without distraction, Ming Fei gradually felt that his chest was getting tighter and tighter, and there was a feeling of pain tormenting his body. He thought that if he was discouraged, he would immediately be killed in the fire. The words of the cyan Dao robe disciple echoed in his ears, and he couldn't help but tremble over his body, and the sweat on his forehead rolled down and flowed into his mouth, with a few traces of saltiness.

He saw that Qin Xiaotian's face was already full of murderous intent, and there were several hints of cunning light looming on his face, becoming a little terrifying.

The cyan Dao robe disciple jumped next to Qin Xiaotian and pleaded, "Qin Xiaotian, for the sake of my senior brother who saved you, can you accept your Five Poison Divine Fire for the time being?"

He really couldn't hold it anymore.

"Okay, I'll listen to you!" Qin Xiaotian said lightly, but his expression was still a little cold, and after a while, his murderous intent suddenly subsided, and he had slowly controlled the Duan Zhen Qi in his body.

After a while, the offensive of the Five Poison Divine Fire slowly weakened, Ming Fei made a false move, and flashed sideways to the side, which suddenly stopped the condensation output in his body, but he was a little uncomfortable, and suddenly burst into flames, screamed, and fell to the ground.

The cyan Dao robe disciple was anxious, and hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, "Senior brother, are you okay?"

There was blood flowing from the corner of Mingfei's mouth, his face was pale, he was exhausted, and he raised his head slightly, "I'm fine!"

But he muttered in his mouth, "Treasure, the treasure left by the Elder Ancestor!" The cyan Dao robe disciple hurriedly persuaded: "Don't be obsessed anymore, it's better to take care of your body first and then make plans!"

Ming Fei stubbornly pushed away the hand of the cyan Dao robe disciple, and suddenly a fearless expression appeared on his face, "Who said that something happened to me, I am the second disciple of the Shouxian Palace, and I have now cultivated to the sixth layer of condensation, and it is my responsibility to protect the treasure of the Elder Ancestor." ”

Ming Fei was like drunk, half drunk and half awake, speaking without a preface, the cyan Dao robe disciple shook his head and sighed, looking at Ming Fei a little confused, and then squatted down, carrying Ming Fei step by step down the mountain.

His struggling figure slowly walked past Qin Xiaotian, and he didn't look back, when the cyan Dao robe disciple stepped out of the dozens of meters, he suddenly turned around, looked at Qin Xiaotian with a solemn expression, and then showed a few pale and weak smiles on his face, Qin Xiaotian nodded slightly, casually took out an elixir from his robe bag, threw it at the cyan Dao robe disciple, and said softly: "You take it for him!"

"I'm sure Master Ming will recuperate soon. Qin Xiaotian almost comforted.

In a haze, Ming Fei clearly heard Qin Xiaotian's words coming into his heart, but he was so tired that he couldn't open his eyes, and he felt that life was so fragile and vulnerable. In his heart, the O'Mali Empire is a shameless small country, and why is it shameless?

Ming Fei always thinks that the O'Mali Empire expands its power from time to time in order to increase its territory and strength, and the Xianxia monks are all over the empire, even a thin white-faced boy like Qin Xiaotian is so powerful, which top-level masters can be imagined.

There are so many immortal venerables and elder-level cultivators in the O'Mali Empire that they may meet ten or eight immortal cultivators who go the wrong way, and they are complacent and show off their skills・・・・・・・・・・・・・・

The cyan Dao robe's eyes were full of gratitude, and he hesitated for a long time before he slowly put down Ming Fei's body and sat on a piece of grass.

With trembling hands, he pinched the elixir given by Qin Xiaotian in his hand, looked at him in surprise a few times, and then pried open Ming Fei's pale mouth with a few traces of blood and let him swallow it.

After a while, he felt a hot breath rise in his body, and Ming Fei gradually woke up, but he still muttered to himself, "Treasure, the treasure left by the Elder Ancestor!" Then he looked at the cyan Dao robe disciple in front of him like dementia, "Senior Brother Gong, how could it be you?"

"Didn't you already slip down the mountain, why did you come back again!" Mingfei said a series of nonsense one after another.

"Senior brother, be sober! I'm Tsing Yi. The cyan Dao robed disciple shook his body, trying to bring him back to his senses as soon as possible.

At this moment, a red light and purple qi suddenly flew up in the sky, flying towards Ming Fei and the cyan Dao robe disciples, Ming Fei exclaimed, "Treasure, it's the treasure of the Elder Ancestor!"

"Master Ming, I handed over the treasure to you. Qin Xiaotian stood dozens of meters away and said calmly.

"Now that the things are back to their rightful owners, you should also be relieved. ”

When the two looked up at Qin Xiaotian, his figure had already swept down the mountain・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・ (to be continued.) )