Chapter 147: Nine Shadows and Mysterious Arrays

The palm of fire that fell from the sky was wrapped in extremely blazing heat, and the cover pressed down. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The three people in the ghost fire storm were pale and frightened.

In just a few moments, the endless green ghost fires collapsed one after another under the fire palm that seemed to cover the sky and the sun. The tumbling waves of fire splashed countless red fireworks from a distance of dozens of feet, and the clothes and hair around the three of them burned one after another.

At this moment, an old man in a navy blue robe fell from the sky in vain, and his figure was impressively blocked in front of the fire palm that covered the sky and the sun.

"Brother Huo has such a big temper, he was like this when he was trapped in the Empty Mountain, but he didn't expect to reach the realm of the Xuanyin Holy Sect, and he was still like this Meng Lang——"

A faint voice came out of his mouth, and the rolled green robe waved suddenly, and the ghost faces appeared out of nothing, slowly appearing in front of the old man.

Whew—

Whew—

After a short silence, a terrible and miserable ghost cry and wailing suddenly sounded in the wilderness of Xingping Town, Liangnan.

The old man raised his head and looked at the fire palm coming from the sky, his face did not change, and the wind was light.

A strange smile appeared between his eyebrows, and the black light on his fingertips suddenly surged like a tide, and the ghost faces flying in front of him suddenly slammed, and the fangs and bloody mouths opened in the direction of the fall of the fire palm.

"Shoot, Ie!"

Suddenly, the ghost fire in the sky exploded in the storm, and the green light that filled the wilderness sky turned into a river of light hanging upside down for nine days, with a strange whistling sound, and poured straight into the mouth of the ghost face in front of the old man.

In the next moment, violent mana fluctuations exploded in the sky above the wilderness, and the cold wind in the sky was stagnant, and the dazzling red and green colors suddenly burst into a brilliant light that was better than the stars.

After a long time, the red color gradually weakened, but the green light took advantage of the situation. The ghost faces with a terrible greenery hid in the glow of each other, and in an instant, the entire fire palm was devoured.

On the ground, the pill entered the abdomen, and the white-haired Yan Jun's violently undulating chest gradually calmed down, and his miserable white face gradually turned bloody.

The fire qilin ignored the thrilling confrontation in the sky, and the anger that forced his chest slowly lifted the white-haired Yan Jun up and sent him into the arms of the middle-aged scholar wearing a scarf.

After doing all this, the fire qilin slowly turned around, and the anger in his heart exploded at this moment.

In the eyes of the angry tiger, two flames occupied the entire pupil, and the cloud pattern at the center of the eyebrows flashed, and was replaced by a jumping fire pattern.

A fire armor also shook a terrifying wave of fire at the same time.

"Old ghost Shi, it's useless to talk more. You should be clear about Huo's temperament, the lives of these three people, I want the fire unicorn!"

With its indifferent and high-pitched but angry words, the flame patterns that jumped from the center of the fire qilin's eyebrows suddenly came out of his body and fell on his palm.

The action without the smell of fireworks fell in the eyes of the old man surnamed Tianji Shi.

The latter's cicada eyebrows furrowed suddenly, and a hint of jealousy rose.

In this vast eastern region, there is a large sect called Chi Lian.

This sect does not take the primordial spirit of the world, and does not cultivate mana.

Adhering to the fire path of heaven and earth, it is accepted as a totem. Just like the Yin Void Master who advanced to the Yuan Infant Realm a hundred years ago, he took the Nine Netherworld Fire into his body, and once he attained the Tao, he could burn the river and boil the sea with a snap of his fingers, which was terrifying.

And the cultivation of this sect, all the combat power is condensed in the flame totem in the center of the eyebrows!

"If it's someone else, it's just that, the fire unicorn will do what he says, and his sex is stronger than fire. The flame totem is out, and if you don't back down, there's no room for maneuver—"

The anger in the gloomy eyes did not decrease, but after seeing the flame, there was clearly a slight hesitation.

And on the ground, the anger in the fire qilin's chest became more and more intense.

A hundred secrets were negligent, and Brother Yan was in danger, and he was almost poisoned by a few stupid thieves, if he was one step late, wouldn't it be too late to regret it!

As soon as he thought of this, the fire unicorn's eyes were full of fireworks.

The jumping fire ball in his palm rose in vain, and the tiger's body shook violently, and he shouted: "Old ghost, you can hide all kinds of yin and selfishness from Qingsong, but you can't hide from Huo, why do you need to act coyly? As for Xuanyin, you want to be his lackey, but Huo is a guest on the Xuanyin seat!"

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In the Ginseng Hall of the Greedy Wolf Palace, above the jade.

The old man surnamed Shi did not know where to go; Only the faint backs of the fire qilin and his party remained, and the corpses of the three in the wilderness were burned beyond recognition by the flames, and they were outside the wilderness.

Countless green ghost fires swirled over the corpses of Sanju.

Qingsong Zhenren sighed gloomily.

Don't look over your head and don't look at Yubi anymore, and said in a hoarse voice: "With the cultivation of the Fire Qilin, it is not enough to be a guest on the Xuanyin Throne! If you want to come to Xingping City, you must have the secret support of the elders of his master's sect." ”

Waving his sleeves to disperse the light and shadow on the jade bi, Yun Wubei motioned for everyone in the Shenxuan Hall to sit down, and then lingered in the hall for a long time, and suddenly spoke: "In other words, there are at least two True Monarchs of the Yuan Infant Realm in Xingping City?"

"That's right, the Chilian Sect is also a well-known sect in the Eastern Regions, and with the hospitality of the Xuanyin Holy Sect, the True Monarch of the Yuan Infant Realm should also be sent to the Yuan Infant Realm in person!" Wang Lun's eyes flashed, and he smiled with deep meaning: "However, although the Red Refining Sect is not the righteous path, it is not the demon path. This sect is unique, and it has always been at odds with the Cave Void Palace and the Xuanyin Holy Sect, so it can let the True Monarch of the Chilian Sect come in person, this Fire Qilin has a lot of face!"

After that, Wang Lun's soul thought phantom dissipated in the rising warm smoke.

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The sudden change occurred, and Yun Wubei and others were caught off guard.

I wanted to stay until dawn and then blend into Xingping City, and the old demon of Qingdai secretly probed whether there was a true monarch of the Yuanying Realm sitting in this place to supervise the battle. Now that it is known that at least two True Monarchs of the Yuan Infant Realm have arrived in Xingping, Yun Wubei and the others will not delay after discussing it.

That night, Yun Wubei sent Nie Yuan and Yu Ban to sneak into Xingping secretly, while he traveled a hundred miles west with Qingsong Zhenren, bypassing Xingping and inserting directly into the Xuanyin Refining Corpse One Vein where the puppet army was.

The night is lonely, and the night is fragrant.

Yun Wubei and Qingsong Zhenren suppressed the fluctuations of mana around them, sneaking in the darkness and the dark green ghost fire.

After bypassing the Pingcheon River in the south of Heungpyeong, the terrain of the northern land began to become rugged. In the night, the mountains with only the outline of the mountains are stacked, reaching into the dark clouds of the moon in the sky.

Half an hour later, the two of them were already in a precipice****** the wind was howling, and ghosts were rampant. In the dead wood forest behind him, a touch of pale green ghost fire shadows were everywhere, and countless strange and slight noises resounded one after another throughout the mountain.

Yun Wubei stopped his body and stood on the side of the cliff.

Bowing his head slightly, his gaze penetrated the clouds swirling under his feet, and landed on the vast Pingchuan River below the cliff.

Through the flickering glow of ghostly fire, as far as the eye can see, there is an endless number of cemeteries stretching from the bottom of the cliff to the end of the field of vision.

The old trees in the cemetery were scattered around, and the occasional terrible crow chirped through the night sky, startling a few flying stars.

The grass is barren, and the graves are like forests!

Yun Wubei looked at this terrible scene, gasped, and felt a tingling of scalp.

On Yun Wubei's side, the gloomy color between Qingsong's real eyebrows did not decrease.

Seeing his old friends with his own eyes, he is so spicy and ruthless, and his heart is still full of mixed tastes and bitterness to this day. In his impression, although Brother Shi was born in the Demon Dao, he was gentle and uninhibited. It can't be said that jealousy is like hatred, but it is quite righteous and short-sighted.

But what you can see today -

As he thought about it, another terrible crow slashed through the sky.

Qingsong Zhenren sighed bitterly, his face was a little lonely, and he leaned over to look at the thousands of miles of lonely graves and the cemetery of old trees and crows under the cliff, and said indifferently.

"The north of Xingping and the Wanli cemetery are here. Star Lord and look—" he said, waving his sleeves and pointing to the clouds that were condensed under the feet of the two, "If the old man is not mistaken, the surrounding mountains are secretly in line with the rhyme, and the cemetery Pingchuan is also forcibly excavated in these 100,000 mountains, and it hugs Xingping from west to east. The Wanli Cemetery is divided into nine, scattered and orderly, it should be the famous 'Nine Yin Xuansha Array' of the Xuanyin Holy Sect!"