As the distance between him and Deng An continued to shrink, a hideous color flashed on the face of the Yuanying Monk of the Great Fengmen, and he laughed coldly: "Junior, you don't have to waste time, even if you have a mysterious technique, your cultivation is limited, and you will definitely not be able to escape from the palm of the old man's hand, so it is better to be caught obediently." ”

Hearing this, Deng An's expression showed hesitation, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Compared with the seniors, the strength of the juniors is naturally not worth mentioning, and it is impossible to escape, but if the juniors are captured, they will not be able to escape the fate of being refined into a soul cleansing pill." Since there is not much difference between the two endings, why don't the younger generations fight to the death, maybe they can still fight for a glimmer of life for themselves. ”

Seeing this, the Yuanying Monk of Dafengmen flickered slightly, and swore an oath: "As long as you don't resist and let the old man collect it, the old man can guarantee that he will not refine you into a soul cleansing pill." ”

Deng An was overjoyed when he heard this: "What does the senior's speech count?"

The Yuanying Monk of Dafengmen couldn't help but show a hint of joy, and hurriedly promised: "Of course, no matter how the old man says that he is also a Yuanying Monk, how can he deceive you into a junior who is a junior......" However, before he could speak, his face sank, and he suddenly slapped a palm forward.

Suddenly, a layer of arc-shaped water curtain quickly condensed in front of the palm of the Yuanying Monk of the Great Fengmen, and it was like a shield, protecting it. And in front of the water curtain, a Phantom Flame Tiger Fire Spirit that was still rapidly expanding in size seemed to hit a wall and was stopped alive.

"Junior, you are looking for death by yourself, don't say that the old man didn't give him a chance. ”

The monk of Dafengmen glanced at the Phantom Flame Tiger Fire Spirit with a little jealousy, and then threatened viciously. As his voice fell, a ring with a diameter of a foot appeared in his palm.

The moment the ring appeared, Deng An had a premonition. He didn't hold it anymore, and quickly changed a set of spells, and a short black horn slowly emerged from his forehead.

Immediately, a sea of thunder and fire covered the other party like an overwhelming one.

Deng An didn't wait for the result, so he walked around the valley without looking back.

Since the music in the Tiansheng Valley has little impact on the Yuanying Monk. There is no need to hold out hope, if they can escape to the outside of the valley at this moment and be discovered by Zong Ding and other cultivators, maybe they can activate their back hand. What's more, the Yuanying Monk in front of him has already violated the agreement, and when he arrives in a place where there is a lot of meditation, he will inevitably restrain himself. In order to prevent the news from spreading and attracting the retaliation of the high-level meditation cultivators. Then. Deng An relied on the speed of Feng Ying's escape, and he had a chance to get rid of the other party completely.

However, that sea of thunder, fire, and fire did not stop the Yuanying Monk for long. After a burst of sound like angry waves crashing on the shore, a blue circle of light appeared from the very center of the sea of thunder and fire, and after only a moment, it expanded sharply outward, dispersing the thunder and fire.

Seeing this, Deng An's heart couldn't help but sink. On the run. He first thought of the Cloud Ghost Saint and Yaqi, however, the Cloud Ghost Saint's cultivation had still not recovered, and Yaqi did not have any advantage in dealing with the monks, he was ready to take out the Hundred Soul Banner and fight for a period of time for the time being.

Suddenly, his heart moved. Change your mind immediately and continue to cast the Wind Shadow.

The Yuanying Monk of Dafengmen quickly approached again, and after two cold lights flashed in his eyes, he raised his hands high and made a gesture that looked a little "funny", but. For this scene, Deng An, who was on the run, did not feel the slightest ridiculousness.

Because the palms of the Yuanying Monk were like two dragon heads, a column of water erupted from each dragon's mouth, and soon after they flew away from the Yuanying Monk, they turned into a drizzle.

among the raindrops. It's like a spirit worm, constantly devouring Deng An's requiem.

Deng An had no choice but to summon the Ghost King's horn and rely on the thunder fire to clear a safe area outside the soul body, however, the drizzle around him seemed to be endless, constantly surging inward, compressing the thunder fire, and soon approached again.

If he continued to release the thunder fire, he could certainly maintain safety for a while, but after a long time, he would definitely be difficult to support, and then, he secretly made up his mind, and after releasing a thunder fire again, he let the drizzle extinguish the thunder fire, erode through the dark light technique, and approached his soul.

Seeing this, the infant monk of Dafengmen couldn't help but be overjoyed.

However, before the joy on his face could be fully released, he suddenly froze, and without thinking about it, his arms turned back sharply, and the drizzle in the sky immediately shifted with his arms, enveloping a large area behind his soul.

However, the drizzle lasted only a moment, and it was like a hurricane, and in an instant, they were swept away, revealing the figure of a sick man.

"It's you!Fang Huai!" After seeing this "person", the Yuan Yingshi of Dafengmen couldn't help but change his face greatly, without any hesitation, his figure flashed, he withdrew Deng An, and fled to the outside of Tiansheng Valley.

"You're Deng An? very good!" The sick man smiled, glanced at Deng An, nodded appreciatively, and then looked at the direction of the escape of the Yuanying Monk of Dafengmen, his tone contained murderous intent, and he shouted coldly: "Ao Qing, if you are here, stay here!"

Immediately, his figure flashed and chased after the monk of Dafengmen.

When this ghost chased and fled alone, he did not deliberately hide his cultivation, and the cultivators and monks who were still in the Tiansheng Valley immediately noticed two powerful auras, and judged their cultivation, and when they were shocked, they looked at each other again, not understanding what was happening.

However, the other monks of the Dafeng Gate immediately understood.

They no longer had the heart to pursue Deng An, and hurriedly fled to the outside of Tiansheng Valley.

At this time, Deng An, who was living for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, did not rush to find Zong Ding and other meditation cultivators, but found a place where the music was less sound, and took a dark pill to replenish the consumption of spiritual power.

However, an inexplicable crisis enveloped him again.

Almost instinctively, he quickly escaped to the side with the help of the wind shadow, and at the same time, he also sacrificed the earth shield. However, before he could fully activate it, a pillar of red light instantly pierced through the yellow mist that had just condensed outside the Tuhun shield and shone on his soul body.

The red pillar of light had no destructive power, but it made it difficult for him to move a single bit.

Skyfield!

Feeling the familiar scene, Deng An immediately judged it, and couldn't help but change his color in shock. However, Yue Mingji and other Xuanyin Sect monks had been defeated by Zong Ding and others leading the Meditation Cultivators, and they had fled to the point where they were gone, and with Yue Mingji's strength, it was impossible to hide from the other Cultivators and return.

"It seems that Duan Mou's venture into the misty swamp is a very correct choice, if it is only Duan's disciple, it is impossible to bring you back. When Deng An was in doubt, a man with broad eyebrows walked out, and with a complicated expression, he looked at Deng An, who was motionless.

In his hand, the volley mirror was shooting out a pillar of red light.

"The junior is a newcomer to the Misty Swamp to meditate, and he has no contact with the Xuanyin Sect, the last time it happened on the edge of the Misty Swamp, it was just a misunderstanding, Senior Duan took such great pains, when the Misty Swamp was released, he sent his disciples to look for the juniors, did he want to stand up for them?" Deng An knew the weakness of the volley mirror, so he delayed as much time as possible. As for how long the Yuan Infant Monk would be able to maintain the Void Mirror, he did not have an accurate judgment.

"Hehe, they can't defeat you, they can only be regarded as inferior in skills, Duan Mou is an elder and a Yuanying monk, if he doesn't teach them harshly, he is already tolerant, how can he stand up for them and depreciate his identity?" The man with broad eyebrows didn't seem to be worried about the volley mirror, and smiled lightly.

"Since it's not for the sake of the disciple, the opponent of the Duan seniors is naturally Fang Huai and the others who are reborn stage cultivators, it's just that if you use the volley mirror to trap the juniors, it won't be considered a demeaning identity?" Seeing that the power of confinement around him had not weakened in the slightest, Deng An asked rhetorically.

"Haha......" The broad-eyebrow man burst out laughing, and said, "Don't be tempted, Duan is a Yuanying cultivator, and the power of this volley mirror in my hands is simply not comparable to my disciples." What's more, you are just a prey of Duan Mou, and it is very normal for any meditation cultivator to capture your own prey, and it has nothing to do with self-deprecation. ”

"Seniors and slow down, juniors have a proposal, I don't know if the seniors are interested?" Seeing that the other party seemed to be about to lose patience, Deng Anxin moved, and hurriedly said: "In the eyes of juniors, this proposal is a win-win result, and there is no loss with seniors." ”

"Oh? The broad-eyebrowed man looked interested.

"The seniors captured the juniors just to refine the Soul Cleansing Pill, and the juniors don't know much about this elixir, but it is certain that the higher the meditation cultivation required in the refining process, the better. Therefore, the junior intends to make a deal with you, as long as you are willing to let the junior go, the junior will promise to capture ten late-stage peak meditation cultivators for you before the misty swamp closes. ”

"This is indeed a good idea...... the broad-eyebrow man nodded, looked at Deng An with a smile, and suddenly said, "You are so sure that you can fulfill your promise?"

"The younger generation naturally has a certain amount of confidence. Deng An replied.

"In this way, Duan is even more unlikely to let you go. The smile on the broad-eyebrow man's face suddenly seemed to condense into frost, and he said in a cold voice: "What I am refining is not the Soul Cleansing Pill, but the Nine Yin True Soul Pill used by the Yuanying Cultivator, if you can capture ten Ghost Fire Cultivators for me, I may hesitate for a while, but can you do it? Everyone knows that Shadow Fire Cultivation can be encountered but not sought, not to mention, it is still a Shadow Fire Cultivation in the later stage of the Soul Pill." ”

"Senior Fang Huai ordered me to rush to Tiansheng Valley, how could there be no preparations. He had long expected that it would attract the Yuan Infant Monk, and he also arranged a countermeasure. Deng An hurriedly said.

"Hehe, Fang Huai was led away by Ao Qing of Dafengmen, who still knew that Duan was also in the valley, as for the other meditation cultivators in the misty swamp, they were all in their own territory, they were different from Fang Huai, and they easily ignored the life or death of the meditation cultivators. The broad-eyebrow man glanced at the place where Fang Huai and the Yuanying Monk of Dafengmen had left with fear, as if he had confirmed that he was far away, and sneered.

And as he spoke, the red pillar of light released by the volley mirror quickly faded, and the invisible power that imprisoned Deng An also disappeared, but as if he had been prepared, he didn't give Deng An any chance to react at all, so he made the volley mirror release the red pillar of light again. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )