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The black-clothed young man put away his wings behind his back and drenched himself in the rain, although it was dark, but for the cultivators, there was a little glimmer of light, it was like day.

He glanced at the stone under Han Zixie's body, and his face was a little ugly.

Han Zixie also looked at the young man in black, his face did not change, and he let the rain fall on him.

"I didn't expect you to have such strength, Xianyin has ten immortal pride, are you Hua Mingshui? or Li Fan?" asked the young man in black quietly.

He knows all about the ten immortals of Xianyin, and he can rule out the other eight, only Hua Mingshui and Li Fan, who don't have much characteristics.

As long as the person in front of him is one of these two, he has a plan to deal with it.

"Hahaha! You listen to Uncle Ben, my name is Han Zixie, not some bullshit top ten immortals, but the first super immortal of Xianyin. Han Zixi was immediately upset when he heard the words of the young man in black, then stood up, shook his little hand, put his back behind his back, despised the young man in black, and spoke proudly.

"Han Zixie, the first super immortal pride?" The young man in black was stunned for a moment, with thought in his eyes, but he had never heard of the existence of such a great immortal?

If he knew that this was Han Zixie's nonsense and boasting about himself, this young man didn't know what his expression was......

"No matter what kind of immortal you are, you are running out of oil at the moment, and you are destined to die in my hands today. The black-clothed young man licked his lips, he hadn't hunted Xianjiao yet, and the meteor hammer flashed out in his hand.

Then he waved lightly towards Han Zixie, and there seemed to be no abnormality, but Han Zixie's eyes shrank.

With the help of thunder, it can be seen that the rain between the black-clothed boy and Han Zixie began with the black-clothed boy swinging the meteor hammer, and the rain seemed to be rolled up by something, opening up a waterway and heading straight for Han Zixie.

"What the hell is this. Han Zixi didn't think about it, and directly swapped places with a flying shadow in the jungle, and the flying shadow that he replaced immediately collapsed.

"Huh?" The young man was obviously also taken aback by Han Zixie's weirdness.

Seeing that Han Zixie's body was attacked by himself and actually dissipated strangely, based on this alone, he was completely convinced that Han Zixie must be a hidden immortal in Xianyin Village.

He looked around vigilantly, and he finally knew why his subordinates couldn't catch up with Han Zixie, it turned out that this Han Zixie was so elusive.

"Hiding and hiding is not a skill, and the immortal pride of Xianyin Village is nothing more than that!" the black-clothed young man looked around and stimulated Han Zixie with words.

I'm not a fairy in the first place, but what kind of ghost magic is it, silent, if I hadn't seen the trajectory of the rain, I would have been plotted!

Han Zixi hid in the jungle and didn't make a sound, just quietly looked at the young man in black, waiting for the opportunity.

"Don't come out, do you? Don't think I can't help it. The young man in black was a little annoyed, nodded and said.

The black-clothed boy put away the meteor hammer, and the wings wrapped in white cloth behind him suddenly spread, and his body slowly rose into the air.

Han Zixie saw the surprise in his eyes, he had paid attention to the strange wings of the black-clothed young man before, and when he saw the black-clothed young man rise into the air, he secretly smacked his tongue.

"It's really a big forest, and there are all kinds of birds..."Han Zixi muttered, but fortunately he was not heard by the young man in black.

The black-clothed boy stopped in mid-air and glanced at the valley, his eyes flashing with coldness.

"The Art of Black Poison Wind. The young man in black clasped his palms together in front of his chest, and his wings flapped behind him.

The wind and rain were ethereal, the wind was fierce, and a black wind blew out from the wings of the young man in black to the earth, and the rain gathered on him behind him, turning into a violent storm and raging the earth.

Han Zixie's eyes widened when he saw it, and he was so frightened that he jumped out of the jungle at once, especially when he saw that those trees and flowers began to wither after being blown by the black wind, and then began to rot again, which made Han Zixie's soles sweat even more.

"Hmph, you can't run away. After the black-clothed young man saw Han Zixie being forced out, he spread his wings and chased after him.

Han Zixie didn't know what to do this time, he wanted to use the flying shadow to get close to the black-clothed boy, but the black-clothed young man was surrounded by black wind all over his body, and his flying shadow actually dissipated so quietly after touching the black wind after approaching.

Fortunately, he didn't have the impulse to change his body, otherwise it would have been himself who would have dissipated.

Han Zi kept running in the valley, and there were several flying shadows in front of him who always kept a certain distance from him, which was his emergency measure.

A sharp pain came from Han Zixie's abdomen, causing him to let out a muffled snort, and his speed slowed down a lot.

After being seen by the young man in black, he smiled cruelly on his face, in fact, the young man in black did not use all his strength to chase Han Zixie, but followed behind Han Zixie unhurriedly, and when Han Zixie was about to be caught up by himself, he sent out a gust of black wind, so that Han Zixie had to desperately avoid it.

Han Zixie had already discovered this, and his little face was gloomy to the extreme.

"He's trying to play me!"

The young man in black seems to be very skilled in chasing and killing enemies, just like he used to chase and kill others like he used to.

In fact, it is true, he is not like Han Zixie, he is a flower growing in a greenhouse, he has been taken around by his master since he was a child, and slowly he got used to this kind of fighting, and liked the pleasure of chasing prey.

He always waits for the prey to be unable to escape, and ends it in the desperation of the prey, and he enjoys the desperate gaze of others.

"Isn't it almost over?" the black-clothed young man licked his lips cruelly, and blew a black wind towards Han Zixie.

Han Zixie exchanged with a flying shadow in front of him, avoiding the opponent's attack, but a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

At this moment, Han Zixie suddenly asked A smell of burnt paste, and after he had run a distance, he found that this place was a scorched earth, and there was no life.

It is a valley the size of a hundred zhang, surrounded by mountains, and there is no exit, except for a cave at the foot of the mountain ahead.

The cave is peculiar, large, elliptical in rows, and the entrance and the area around the cave are black and shiny.

Han Zixi didn't have time to think about it at the moment, so he went straight to the cave and didn't enter.

"Self-defeating. The young man in black also discovered the abnormality in this place, and saw Han Zixie enter the cave, and sneered at his face.

The black-clothed boy spread his wings and flew into the cave as well.

Soon after, about the time of a stick of incense, a thud shook the valley and came out of the cave.

A figure flew out of the cave at great speed, followed by a cloud of black wind.

The figure was not Han Zixie, but the young man in black, he was close to flapping his wings with all his strength, and fled from the cave in a hurry, his face pale and frightened.

He didn't pause, but went straight to the sky, at this moment, in the cave behind him, there was a firelight, and a hot air directly blew away the black wind behind the black-clothed young man, and even he felt the heat wave from his back, which made his scalp explode, and he did not hesitate to bite the tip of his tongue, spit out a mouthful of essence blood, and then spread out and wrapped his wings, in exchange for faster speed.

The black cave was blazing, illuminating the otherwise dark night.

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A wave of air violently spread through the valley, and then a monstrous flame rushed out of the cave, and in an instant, the entire valley was filled with red flames, and the rain in the sky was evaporated by the high temperature before it fell, and the whole valley became a sea of flames, and the pungent smell filled the air.

"What's going on?" the black-clothed young man's face was shocked, sweating profusely, and he quickly moved away from the valley of fire, because the temperature was too high there.

He finally knew why it was a scorched earth, and it was.

When he chased Han Zixi in, he found that there was something unusual in the cave, and he also paid close attention to the cave wall, which was extremely smooth, as if it was covered by a layer of enamel, and now it seemed that it was clearly the enamel formed after the earth and stone were washed away by the flames countless times.

The more the black-clothed young man thought about it, the more fortunate he felt, after he chased Han Zi in the cave for a distance, he felt something abnormal, and a strange sound came from the depths of the cave, which made him frown.

It wasn't until he felt that the temperature inside the Dao began to get higher and higher that he slowed down and a thought rose in his mind.

Suddenly, he found that Han Zixie, who was in front of him, was actually stunned, and he was also stunned, but he still habitually fanned a black wind towards Han Zixie.

But he didn't expect that when the black wind that he fanned out was about to blow on Han Zixie's body, the black wind rolled up in Han Zixie's hoarse scream, and he also saw that Han Zixie didn't run away, but turned around and rushed towards him.

When the young man in black saw this strange scene, he immediately made his scalp tingle, his heart jumped, and an extreme uneasiness grew in his heart, and then magnified infinitely, and he subconsciously turned around and ran, flapping his wings with all his might.

Although I don't know what it is, it can make Han Zixi ignore his own pursuit, but rush towards his own life, and he knows with his toes that there is a danger of death ahead!

Finally, after some distance, he glanced back, and at this glance, he couldn't help but let out a scream.

I saw that behind Han Zixie, there was a fire spreading rapidly, so far away he felt a wave of heat, he finally confirmed his conjecture, without hesitation, directly bit the tip of his tongue, spit out a mouthful of essence blood, turned into a blood mist and shrouded his wings, making his speed suddenly increase.

Along the way, he had already vomited four or five mouthfuls of such essence blood, so that he could escape, if it weren't for the kind of magic that could increase his speed, I am afraid he would also be in a catastrophe.

"I didn't expect this kid to be so deadly in the fire when he carried it like this. The black-clothed young man's face turned pale, and his face was palpitating.

He spread his wings slightly, slowly descended to the top of the mountain, retracted his wings, then sat down cross-legged, glanced at the sea of fire, and began to meditate on the side to regain his vitality.

As for the valley, the flames of the cave are still spewing out continuously, and from the sky, it looks like a lake of fire in the middle of the mountains, which is very spectacular.

After a period of time, the black-clothed young man slowly opened his eyes, the complexion on his face recovered a lot, and he glanced at the Valley of Fire, the flames were much smaller, and it seemed that it would not be long before they dissipated.

The wings wrapped in white cloth spread out on his back, and then flew away into the distant sky, and he did not doubt whether Han Zixie was still alive, because for a little monk, there was no doubt that he would die.

Even if it is a great cultivator, as long as he does not have the root of the fire spirit, plus the cultivation of the fire practice method, I am afraid it will be difficult to be spared!