The heavenly punishment gradually dissipated, but the sky was still shrouded in haze, the bloody breath drifted between heaven and earth, and the mountains around Devil's Cry Ridge were turned into scorched earth, as if they had experienced an apocalypse.

There were charred corpses everywhere, and only a few of those who were strong enough survived, and they also left one after another.

A small number of ancient soldiers were taken away, and more were destroyed by heavenly punishment, and those charred black fragments made the iron pot Dao people feel sorry for a while.

"I hate it!" an old antique from the Hall of Eternal Life shouted unwillingly, and the roar shook the heavens and the earth, reverberating among the scorched mountains.

The black-robed old man of the He family indifferently stared at the void crack that was gradually healing, then sighed and turned to leave.

"The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind!" the elder of the Cangying Mountain smiled bitterly, and then boarded the cart pulled by the strange beast and drove into the void.

"What a baby!" the iron pot man picked up half of the charred flagpole and beat his chest for a while.

"Dead fatty!You're really stubborn! You're so lazy and greedy for money!" Xia Shentong mocked nakedly.

"What are you talking about, dead pervert, Poor Dao is so delicious and lazy to cook, next time you don't want to eat the dishes made by Poor Dao!" The small eyes of the Iron Pot Daoist glared at Xia Shentong and said viciously.

"Is it in vain?" Lin Fan climbed onto a cliff near Devil's Cry Ridge and looked down at the gray mist churning Devil's Cry Ridge below. His cultivation is now stuck at the threshold of the Nine Palaces Yi Realm and the Eight Phases Spirit Realm, and now everything is ready, only the east wind is owed, as long as he gets the oracle bone of the next realm of cultivation, he can step into the Eight Phases Spirit Realm in one step.

"Hey, brother, what are you thinking again?" Xia Shentong walked over and patted Lin Fan on the shoulder, leaving the Iron Pot Daoist alone in the scorched earth to look for the ancient soldiers who might not have been destroyed by Heavenly Punishment.

"It's hard to practice! My cultivation is stuck here and I can't progress for the time being. Lin Fan sighed and said, he was anxious, time was very precious to him.

"What are you worried about? I've been practicing since I was three years old, and now I'm only in the Eight Phases Spirit Realm, so I'm not in a hurry at all? I heard the fat man in the iron pot say that you haven't been practicing for a year, right? What a pervert!" Xia Shentong said with a nonchalant face.

"I'm in a different situation from you, time waits for no one!" Lin Fan said, he was worried that if he cultivated to the extreme, he would return to his hometown and see a handful of loess.

"Brother Lin Fan, life like you is really boring, you should learn more from me, talk and laugh in the wind and snow, and take the wine beauty in your arms!" Xia Shentong said with a self-absorbed face.

Lin Fan smiled and said nothing, Xia Shentong was really not a cultivator, even if his father was a Feiyu real person who was famous in the Great Wilderness of Kyushu, it would not help.

The black mist churning in the Devil's Cry Ridge below the cliff was silent and silent, and the blood-red mountain range gradually disappeared in the mist, and there was no trace of it after the most lusk, leaving only the faint sound of the ghost crying in the wind that was filled with bloody breath.

"Chi Langtian, Li Mingyang, what are you still doing!" The people of the Iron Pot Dao shouted in the distance, and saw Chi Langtian and Li Mingyang get off their mounts, looking at Lin Fan and the others with gloomy faces.

Lin Fan and Xia Shentong heard the shouts of the Iron Pot Daoist and hurriedly ran over.

"Hehe, Long Tianqi has already gone away!I see who else can protect you!" Chi Langtian sneered, and several disciples of the Immortal Hall who were hiding behind the chaotic stones rushed out and surrounded Lin Fan and the others.

"Chilangtian, you deceive people too much, deceive people too much, my father won't let you go!" Xia Shentong said angrily.

"Don't worry, you died in Devil's Crying Ridge, your father can't find out anything!" Chi Langtian looked at Lin Fan and the three of them indifferently and said, in his eyes, these three people seemed to be three dead corpses.

"You are ruthless enough!" Xia Shen gritted his teeth in anger, there was a mysterious force in the Ghost Cry Ridge that could blind the heavens, even the saints could not deduce what had happened here, once Lin Fan and the three of them died here, they would only be considered to have been killed by heavenly punishment.

"In short, you have provoked the wrong person! Let you know the consequences of angering the people in the Ancient Immortal Sect today!" Li Mingyang said coldly, his voice was still very weak, I am afraid that he would not be able to recover in a few months, Long Tianqi was very measured, just to warn him, if Long Tianqi really moved the killing intent, his kick would be hated even if it was a real person.

"Insidious dog, why aren't you wasted? Being kicked and crippled by someone is still shamelessly shouting!" Xia Shentong is also a poisonous tongue, and the scolding is very ugly.

"Hmph, scold as much as you want! Anyway, you can't say a few words!" Li Mingyang sneered, at this time he didn't take Xia Shentong's words to heart at all.

"And you ant! I heard that you have a 'magic mountain', take it out for us to see!" Chi Langtian pointed at Lin Fan's nose and sneered, he didn't think Lin Fan really had any 'magic mountain'.

"One day, this 'ant' you said will trample you under your feet!" Lin Fan said coldly.

"It's a pity that you can't wait for that day!" Chi Langtian said with a smile and shook his head, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"You fat man is very greedy! Before you die, you still give us all the treasures in your hands, and save our hands from dirty. Li Mingyang smiled and looked at the iron pot Taoist and said.

"Think beautifully! Dao Ye will leave a fart to kill you at most!" the iron pot Taoist scolded, and his mouth was extremely lacking in virtue.

"Then you should die!" Chi Langtian sneered, and as soon as he waved his hand, those disciples of the Hall of Eternal Life swarmed up.

"Who dies may not be!" Lin Fan sacrificed the Xuanhuang Mountain, and the power of the Demon Mountain shook the heavens and the earth, shaking those disciples of the Hall of Eternal Life back.

"It's the Demon Mountain! In ancient times, the Dao Venerable of my Cangying Mountain fell in the three Demon Mountains!" Li Mingyang was shocked, his eyes revealing fear.

Chi Langtian was also stunned for a moment, but his reaction was not as fierce as Li Mingyang's.

"Kill Li Mingyang's cripple first!" the iron pot Daoist shouted, and he swept the iron pot towards Chi Langtian and Li Mingyang.

"Brother Chi protect me!" Li Mingyang exclaimed, he didn't expect the Iron Pot Dao people to attack him.

"Bang!" Chi Langtian condensed a milky white talisman barrier to block the attack of the Iron Pot Daoist, and then he counterattacked, shaking the Iron Pot Daoist away.

"Fatty, you're fine, right?" Lin Fan said worriedly, the Iron Pot Daoist was shocked by Chi Langtian's blow and vomited blood, and at this time, Lin Fan and Xia Shentong were struggling to fight with those disciples of the Immortal Palace.

"It's fine, it's just almost impossible to beat him. The iron pot Daoist shook his head and said, his eyes showed a look of despair, if he continued like this, he would be defeated quickly, the difference in strength between the two sides was too large, and the other party still had a numerical advantage.

"Immortal forbidden heaven, forbidden earth, forbidden people!" Chi Lang Tian and those disciples of the Immortal Hall displayed their housekeeping skills and blocked and suppressed this area.

"Break! One law is broken! Ten thousand laws are broken!" The Iron Pot Daoist was not afraid of the three prohibitions of immortality, and he shot to break a corner of this formation.

"Immortal Boundless!" Chi Langtian condensed a giant hand and slapped it down, wanting to slap Lin Fan and the three of them into meat puree.

"There is no immortality in the world!" Lin Fan, the Iron Pot Dao Man, and Xia Shentong all struck out to smash the giant hand.

"Kill!" The attack of the disciples of the Hall of Eternal Life was killed, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the divine light of the rune seal flickered, and they formed a sword array, Lin Fan and they could only avoid its edge.

The iron pot Dao man was hit by several sword qi, covered in blood, and looked very scared, but fortunately, the injury was not serious, Xia Shentong and Lin Fan were better, Xia Shentong had a treasure robe on his body to protect him, those sword qi were difficult to hurt, and Lin Fan also had a stone bell, blocking the overwhelming attack for him.

"All to death!" Lin Fan smeared a lot of black stone powder on the big iron axe, and he swept through the thousands of troops with one axe, slashing several disciples of the Immortal Hall who rushed up, and their bodies were stained with the black powder and immediately burned, turning into a charred bone in a moment.

"Evil Demon Outer Dao!" Chi Langtian snorted coldly, he shouted, "Immortal Wuji", and condensed a talisman giant hand and crushed down.

Lin Fan and the three of them resisted with all their might, but they were still shot away, and they were seriously injured because of this blow.

"Damn!" Lin Fan's meridians were damaged, and he couldn't communicate between the nine divine acupoints, so he couldn't exert his full strength.

Xia Shentong had two ribs broken, and he was in terrible pain, and he even struggled to speak, while the Iron Pot Dao Man was better, after all, his cultivation was the highest among the three, and he had rough skin and thick flesh.

"Huh!" there was a sound of breaking the air behind Lin Fan, and the three spirit swords were killed together, wanting to take their lives.

"Click!" Lin Fan swung his big iron axe and smashed a spirit sword, but he was also shocked by the power of the spirit sword.

The Iron Pot Daoist used the big iron pot to block the attack, and the big iron pot was intact, and it was really extraordinary. Xia Shentong was not so lucky, the treasure clothes on his body were shattered, and he lost the treasure that protected him.

"Very good! You react quickly!" Chi Langtian sneered, and Li Mingyang next to him also had a smile on his face, looking like "everything is under control".

"Immortal Juntian Sword!" As soon as Chi Lang Tian finished speaking, he attacked again, not allowing Lin Fan and them to have the slightest respite.

A dazzling giant sword condensed out of thin air and slashed straight down, making people have no time to react.

The giant sword condensed by this talisman seal was too terrifying, and the void showed signs of cracking, and the breath was overwhelming.

"Boom!" The smoke and dust billowed out, and the giant sword also dissipated, leaving only a lonely Xuanhuang hill below, and Lin Fan and the others seemed to be slashed into ashes by this sword.

"Ahem!" A chubby figure stood up tremblingly in the billowing smoke and dust, and at a glance he knew that Lu Dao was a man of the Iron Pot Dao.

"I was almost killed!" Xia Shentong's voice also came out, and the Iron Pot Daoist then bent down to help Lin Fan and Xia Shentong up.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and I saw that a deep ravine beside the Xuanhuang Mountain could not be smashed, and it was a mess. Lin Fan and the three of them were covered in blood and helped each other to avoid falling.

Lin Fan was seriously injured, and several divine acupoints were damaged, where the Xuanhuang Qi was clogged and the light was dim. Xia Shentong and the Iron Pot Dao people are no better, and they don't have the strength to fight.

"Hahaha! you should die!" Chi Langtian laughed wildly, his red eyebrows were full of fierceness, and he was ready to kill Lin Fan and the others with one blow.

"Brother Chi, don't forget their treasures, we will divide them equally!" Li Mingyang reminded, he had been calculating the things on Lin Fan and the others.

"This is nature!" Chi Langtian said with a smile, and Li Mingyang followed Da Lang with a smile.

"If you are killed by these two dogs, it is better to jump into the Devil's Cry Ridge, and if you die, you can be regarded as a warrior!" Xia Shentong said, his eyes full of despair.

"That's right! Poor Dao doesn't want to be killed by you two guys even if he jumps into Devil Cry Ridge!" Iron Pot Dao man gritted his teeth and said, although he knew that jumping into Devil Cry Ridge was a dead end, but he didn't want to die in the hands of the villain.

"Let's go!" Lin Fan put away the Xuanhuang Mountain, and retreated to the edge of the cliff with Xia Shentong and the Iron Pot Daoren.

The gray mist under the cliff is rolling and it is impossible to see what is going on, but it is certainly not a good place, maybe a place like hell.

"Very good! In this way, we can even save the destruction of corpses and destroy the traces, and we can clear all suspicions!" Chi Langtian pressed forward step by step, forcing Lin Fan and the three of them to a dead end.

"Wow!" Lin Fan glanced at each other, and then jumped into the Ghost Crying Ridge shrouded in gray mist without hesitation.

"I'm a good wolf after eighteen years!" Xia Shentong roared from under the cliff, and then he lost his breath.

"It's a pity! I still want to see what is the mystery of that little 'magic mountain'?" Li Mingyang smiled and shook his head, showing a look of regret.

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