Qin Hongling was forced into a desperate situation by the three of Wanzhongqiu, and had no choice but to stimulate the blood intent bracelet, although she finally succeeded in killing the three of them, she also paid an extremely high price for this, wanting to recover the essence blood in a short period of time, and use the blood intent bracelet again, it is basically impossible.

Wan Zhongjian was waiting for this moment, but he always felt that things would not be so simple, as if in the darkness, there was a pair of cold and ruthless eyes watching him. He hesitated for a moment, a hideous look flashed on his face, since he had come to this point, he couldn't give Qin Hongling any more time to recover, otherwise, everything he had done tonight would be in vain.

Wan Zhongjian had just flown out of half a mile, a black light flashed in the corner of his eye, and a gray-black cloud blocked his way. When the clouds appeared, an eerie aura immediately dispersed, revealing a black-and-gray humanoid as the outer clouds receded.

This figure is naturally Deng An. Since he secretly followed Wan Zhongqiu here, especially when he heard the other party's cry when he was dying, he was even more sure that Wan Zhongjian was nearby, but Wan Zhongjian was hiding in the shadows and couldn't determine where he was hiding.

The reason why Deng An didn't make a move when Qin Hongling was in danger, except that he wanted to see the so-called blood bracelet, was to wait for Wan Zhongjian to take the initiative to appear. The power of the Blood Intent Bracelet is indeed overbearing and abnormal, but this kind of attack is aimed at the bloodline of the human body, and it does not pose any threat to the meditation cultivators with the body of Yin Qi.

"Meditation Cultivation!" Wan Zhongjian's heart couldn't help but sink, it was not difficult to judge from the aura emitted by the other party that the other party's strength was by no means below him, and the other party chose to appear at this moment, probably to prevent him from killing Qin Hongling. The so-called people who come are not good, and those who are good do not come, he subconsciously glanced around, and then said in a deep voice: "I don't know if your Excellency has any advice?"

"I don't dare to advise, I have admired the name of the Wan clan for a long time, and I really want to talk to you!" Deng An swallowed his yin breath and said slowly. But the cold glint in his eyes did not hide himself.

Daoyou laughed, how can Wan's cheap name be worth remembering by Daoyou. Wan Zhongjian's face relaxed, he barely squeezed out a smile, and secretly used his spiritual power, not daring to relax in the slightest.

"I heard that Wan Jia has a close relationship with the National Teacher's Mansion, so I specially came to Wan Patriarch to inquire about Wang Yiping's news, I wonder if Wan Patriarch can give advice?" Deng An's face suddenly showed a smile, but in Wan Zhongjian's opinion, it was very weird.

"Wan Mou does know some news about Wang Yiping, it's better to wait and solve the current trouble, you and I will have a long talk, how about it?" Wan Zhongjian was stunned when he heard this, he didn't believe that Deng An's purpose would be so simple, but since the other party proposed it, he naturally wouldn't refuse, so as not to really offend this unknown meditation at this juncture.

"Oh, are you going to kill the monk? Okay, you can wait for a while!" To Wan Zhongjian's surprise, Deng An's answer was very painful, as if he was really passing by.

"Then thank you Daoyou. Wan Zhongjian was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly hugged his fists and thanked him. In his opinion, the meditation cultivation in front of him really just wanted to find out the news, Wang Yiping is a disciple of the Zhengui Gate, and the ghosts of the Zhenmen often deal with ghosts, it is normal for them to have a relationship with the Spiritual Cultivation, as for whether the two are enemies or friends, it is not within the scope of his consideration.

Wan Zhongjian took a few steps, and seeing that Deng An was not blocked, he decisively got up and flew up, wanting to rush to Qin Hongling's side as quickly as possible, and snatch back the blood intent bracelet while she was weak.

However, Wan Zhongjian had just flown past Deng An's side, and suddenly, a breath that made his soul tremble came from the side, and just as he turned his head in disbelief, he saw a golden crow formed by blue-white flames, and his wings fluttered towards him.

The golden crow had not yet approached, and he felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Seeing this, Wan Zhongjian was shocked and changed, and hurriedly patted his waist, and an extra yellow rune paper appeared in his hand, and then he didn't even look at it, so he immediately threw it out. Almost at the same moment, his feet did not flash, his body flashed, and he retreated again and again, until he moved more than ten feet away, and then stopped.

The rune paper quickly turned into an ice arrow and shot towards the Golden Crow. "Bang!" After a soft sound, the two quickly collided together, and the ice arrow erupted into layers of dark blue ice crystals, covering the front of the golden crow. They froze for a few moments, then they all vanished.

Wan Zhongjian's face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "What do you mean, Daoist!"

"What do you mean? Deng An suddenly felt that it was very interesting to play with the old man in front of him, and it was difficult to have a chance to relax in the few years of the burial of the Immortal Mountain. He pointed his finger up, and a blue-white flame slowly burned.

Wan Zhongjian was startled, but as soon as the magic trick was halfway through, he stopped again. Because, Deng An didn't make any other movements, just looked at the flames, as if admiring.

Wan Zhongjian felt inexplicable, but he didn't dare to take the initiative to attack.

"Why did you stop? I wanted to ask the Patriarch for advice early in the morning, so I couldn't help but make a move, if the Patriarch was really not interested, then please!" Deng An smiled faintly, his fingers flickered, and the little light seedling suddenly turned into a mini flame tiger.

"You're playing old man!" Wan Zhongjian's face turned cold. As soon as he spoke, the miniature flame tiger suddenly grew larger, and exuded a monstrous ferocity, it opened its mouth, as if it was letting out a tiger roar, and its hind limbs stepped in the void, and it rushed towards him. If he still doesn't understand Deng An's intentions, then he can get a piece of tofu and kill him.

Placed by a ghost, Shi Zhongjian's eyes were about to erupt fire, he quickly played a few spells, the air in front of him was distorted, countless red filaments were peeled off from the invisible, and gathered into a small fireball, and then, under his finger, the small fireball flickered, flying towards the fierce flame tiger, and when it was about to approach the target, it quickly expanded around, forming a large fireball with a diameter of about zhang.

Fireball technique, Deng An couldn't help frowning slightly. Since the advanced condensation, he has never fought with the monk, and the previous temptation has given him some cognition, the ice arrow talisman and the ghost fire are both yin attributes, and the power of the two sides is equal, so under one blow, it disappears at the same time.

But the fireball technique is the spell of the sun, for the spell cast by the ghost, it has an innate restraint effect, and the flame tiger it condenses, if you simply consider the attack power, it must be stronger than an ordinary fireball technique, but at this time, you must consider its restraint effect.

Deng An didn't dare to be careless, his fingers flicked continuously, and he shot out a series of dark power, the shape of the flame tiger became more condensed, seeing the fireball flying, it suddenly raised its front paws and slammed down on the fireball, its blue-white claw shadow brought out a blue-white rainbow in mid-air.

Two different flames, colliding together without any fancy fancy. They ate separately and then began to melt at the junction, seemingly maintaining an evenly matched situation.

Wan Zhongjian saw that Deng An's flame technique this time was even more clever than the last flame golden crow, and he even began to consider the countermeasures after the fireball technique was dissolved, but the situation in the field was a little unexpected, the flame tiger didn't seem to be very powerful except for its might, however, the next scene shocked him into a cold sweat.

In the fireball that stopped on Wan Zhongjian's side, two blue-white fire snakes suddenly burst out, and they were extremely fast, almost instantaneously, and they arrived in front of his eyes. Without thinking, he threw out another ice arrow talisman to break the two fiery snakes.

Since he didn't know if he could perform this strange fire control technique again, Shi Zhongjian probed in a storage bag around his waist, and there was an inconspicuous wooden sword in his hand, the body of this wooden sword had many openings, but it couldn't hide the powerful spiritual pressure emanating from it. Compared with Qin Hongling's spirit weapon flying sword, it was only a little weaker.

This wooden sword, like the small black bowl of Wanzhongqiu, is a broken spiritual weapon, which is a grade higher than the fragment of the spiritual weapon, and this one of Wanzhongjian is even more intact.

After Wan Zhongjian raised the wooden sword, he recited words in his mouth. The surface of the wooden sword gradually glowed with a green sword glow, and it did not stop until it spread more than half a foot. A force strong enough to make ordinary mortals violent bodies come out of the sword.

"Hurry!" Shi Zhongjian's eyes flashed with cold light, and he suddenly shouted, pointing his finger at Deng An. The flying sword was like a green rainbow, avoiding the two flames with opposite attributes that the flame tiger gradually gained the upper hand, and flew straight towards Deng An with a thunderous sound.

Deng An did not dodge or dodge, and when his mind moved, a corpse of a Dikui scorpion appeared in front of it, and after it appeared, a dark light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and his eight limbs moved together, blocking in front of Deng An, and a pair of big pincers were round, catching the speeding sword. Only a dull crash was heard, and the wooden sword was blocked in the air.

Although the sword was sharp, it was difficult to break through the double pincers of the Dikui Scorpion.

"Corpse puppet!" Wan Zhongjian, as the patriarch of the Xiuzhen family, naturally had some knowledge, and when he saw this Dikui scorpion, he immediately recognized it, and the expression on his face became even more solemn. Although this Dikui Scorpion does not have the strength it had in life, its current strength is still stronger than that of a first-order peak demon beast. As for Deng An's identity, he was also suspicious. has a clever fire control technique, and can also control corpse puppets, which is definitely not an ordinary lonely ghost.

Deng An was very satisfied when he saw that the Kui Scorpion had safely stopped the wooden sword attack. It seems that the original choice was correct, and its effect must be better than refining into a defensive semi-underworld weapon.

Taking advantage of this time, Deng An drove the Flame Tiger and grabbed it with a slap to smash the fireball, and the Flame Tiger itself also consumed seventy-seven eighty-eight. His fingers snapped, and the shrunken flame tiger pounced on Wan Zhongjian like a vicious wolf pounced on a sheep.

Wan Zhongjian didn't have a good way to deal with the place, so he had to release a fireball spell again, due to the hasty casting of the spell, the diameter of the fireball was two or three feet smaller, but he barely managed to die with the Flame Tiger. At this time, his heart gradually retreated. Meditation Cultivator already has a talent that the monk can't match, and it is extremely difficult, and the Meditation Cultivator in front of him not only has a subtle fire control technique, but also can control the corpse puppet, if he continues to fight, his chance of winning is very low. However, this time for the blood bracelet, the price he paid was too great, and how could he be willing to give up.