Mortal: Fengling Linggen, married Chen Qiaoqian

After these pillars of fire rotated and tumbled in the air, they immediately rushed out.

It suddenly stopped and hovered about ten feet away from him.

The red light reappeared, and the red dragons on the pillars opened their huge mouths.

Streams of red light gushed out, instantly forming a layer of flame shield that enveloped Yan Yun.

What was surprising was that after the red mist came into contact with the fire-attributed light shield, the original explosion sound stopped immediately.

All the energy seemed to be easily passed by the light shield, without having any effect on it at all.

When Yan Yun saw this situation, a look of satisfaction appeared in his eyes.

Then he activated the escape light, causing the escape speed to suddenly increase to several times faster.

In this sea of ​​fog, spiritual consciousness is greatly restricted. Even though Yan Yun possesses extraordinary spiritual consciousness, he can only perceive a smaller area around him.

If he had come here before he was promoted to a great monk, the situation would probably have been even more difficult.

Therefore, coming here again after the Nascent Soul stage is undoubtedly a wise choice.

The main purpose of Yan Yun's visit this time was to find the solar essence fire needed to prepare Huiyang water.

Back then, he searched the soul of Master Hanli of Xiaoji Palace and learned the whereabouts of a ray of the sun's fire. The fire was hidden in this forbidden area of ​​"Hell of Fire".

However, the place where the fire was located was extremely dangerous, so Yan Yun did not take immediate action to find the fire.

Now that he has reached the great perfection state of the late Nascent Soul stage, he feels that he has enough strength, so he decides to set foot here again.

After all, Huiyang Water has the magical effect of prolonging life, and its importance is self-evident.

While in the Demon Palace, although he had provided a few drops of cold marrow to Hu Lao Mo, the remaining amount was still enough to prepare five or six portions of Huiyang Water.

However, this fire comes and goes without a trace, and it is extremely difficult to capture it since it is inside this hell of fire.

If not, Master Hanli would have already known the whereabouts of the fire. As a great cultivator, how could he sit idly by?

Yan Yun knew very well that he had already mastered the Taiyin True Fire, and there was not no hope in capturing this fire.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have risked coming here.

However, this sea of ​​fog is also one of the forbidden areas of Dajin, and its danger level far exceeds the scope of thunder, lightning and flames produced by the Fire Spirit and Earth Demon.

In fact, in this mountain range filled with red fog, there live countless unimaginable fire-attributed monsters.

It is said that there are even level six or seven high-level ferocious beasts among them.

Once surrounded by more than a dozen high-level monsters, even an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator may die.

What is more noteworthy is that the most dangerous things in this red fog sea are not these monsters...

While Yan Yun was thinking in his mind, he suddenly noticed something strange. His eyes flashed coldly, and he raised his left hand and flicked it lightly to the side.

A golden light flashed by, and a sharp sword energy shot out silently and disappeared into the depths of the red fog.

Accompanied by a chilling whistle, a black figure staggered out suddenly from the depths of the thick fog.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a magical bird several feet long with light red feathers.

Its blue eyes radiated a sharp light, and on its head was a purple crown.

However, its outstretched left wing was covered in bloodstains, one of which had a hole about the size of a fist, and blood was constantly spurting out.

The seemingly extremely ferocious demon bird, despite being seriously injured, still launched a fierce attack on Yan Yun without fear.

In fact, this is understandable, because as a monster with fire attributes, its nature is often more cruel and violent.

Yan Yun sighed helplessly, then stretched out his left hand and lightly struck with five fingers.

Immediately afterwards, the "puff" sound of air cutting occurred one after another.

Five beams of bright light rushed past at the speed of meteors, instantly penetrating the fragile body of the demon bird and tightly entwined together, constantly tightening.

In an instant, as the red light flowed, the demon bird turned into a pile of scattered flesh and blood fragments.

These hair-like tiny threads of fire spirit were extremely ferocious when fighting against weaker enemies.

Yan Yun then summoned out the fire spirit threads again, and they automatically turned back as if they had life, disappearing from his palm in a moment without a trace.

As Yan Yun gradually went deeper into the sea of ​​fog, the appearances of monsters became more and more frequent and their numbers increased.

In a short period of time, more than ten monsters were killed by him.

One scene was even more shocking. Five or six fire apes, each about ten feet long, appeared at the same time and attacked him together.

For an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator in the early stage, such a scene would undoubtedly make them panic, but for Yan Yun, it seemed extremely easy.

He simply opened his mouth and spit out a flying sword that was only a few inches in size, and easily killed all four fire apes that were known as having copper heads and iron arms.

However, after he continued forward for some distance, he finally encountered the first real challenge.

At this moment, dozens of feet in front of him, a dazzling fireball was flickering, sometimes turning into a tiger, sometimes into a hawk, without a fixed shape, as if it was possessed by an invisible object.

Facing this mysterious object, Yan Yun showed no fear at all. Instead, he sneered and casually waved out several golden sword auras.

When the golden light passed by, it easily cut the fireball into several pieces. When the sword energy dissipated, the fireball quickly gathered at the center and recovered to normal as if it had never been damaged.

Yan Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, then made a few strange seals with his hands and suddenly opened his mouth.

A dazzling purple beam of light gushed out like a cannonball. There was a sharp crisp sound, and a hole as big as a bowl in diameter was instantly left in the center of the light ball.

This is the strange secret technique that Yan Yun had just comprehended after he was promoted to the late Nascent Soul stage - the purple fire that has been refined through extreme compression.

Then he used his powerful spiritual power to perform it with all his strength. This secret technique was extremely powerful and undoubtedly demonstrated its astonishing destructive power.

Although the fireball was able to return to its original state after a short period of time, its recovery speed was obviously much slower than in the past.

"It is indeed the same as described in the legend. These fire evil spirits are indeed quite troublesome. Even if we use the principle of water and fire restraining each other to create the extremely cold flame, it seems to have no obvious effect. No wonder Master Hanli showed a hint of fear towards this kind of monster in his remaining memories." Yan Yun whispered to himself.

However, at this moment, the shape of the fireball on the opposite side changed dramatically, transforming into a demon with a red body, and the flames spewing out of its mouth were scorching and unbearable.

The demon suddenly jumped up and swooped down quickly.

Yan Yun's face was gloomy. He slowly raised his right hand and pressed it in the direction of the demon.

In an instant, a huge hand made of green rock appeared above the demon's head. Then, like a predator, it quickly grabbed the demon in its hand and applied slight pressure.

Under the flash of scarlet light, the demon's body seemed to lose its vitality in an instant, quietly dissipated and turned into nothingness.

However, in the next moment, these burning red lights unexpectedly converged and merged together unconsciously, and then reshaped a complete body.

A sneer appeared between Yan Yun's tightly pursed lips. He lightly snapped his fingers, ready to activate the mysterious item hidden in the storage bag in his hand.

At this moment, a clear and loud cry came from his body.

Then, a bright red light suddenly shone on his shoulder.

A small red bird, only a few inches in size, jumped out from it. Its petite and exquisite figure made people unable to let it go.

Yan Yun's eyes inadvertently glanced at the little bird, and his eyes froze instantly.

It turns out that this is the spirit of true fire transformed from the Taiyin True Fire!

Yan Yun's face showed a mixture of surprise and confusion, and he had not yet had time to think about why the fire appeared on its own.

The firebird flapped its wings and flew quickly, swooping towards the red light on the opposite side.

During the flight, the firebird's size expanded rapidly. In just a few breaths, its body had grown to more than one foot long. It opened its mouth and bit hard at the ball of light.

What was surprising was that the seemingly invisible red light was actually bitten by the firebird, forming a hole with a diameter about the size of a bowl.

Although the fireball was still trying to restore itself, it was obviously no longer able to reach its previous perfect state.

However, this group of fire spirits did not seem to have much intelligence, nor could it feel any pain.

It only showed a slight discomfort and kept changing its form, trying to break free from the restraints of the Taiyin Firebird.

However, the firebird's sharp claws tightly grasped the body of the fire spirit, and no matter how the latter struggled, it could not be shaken at all.

On the contrary, the firebird's sharp beak pecked faster and faster, and almost in the blink of an eye, the volume of the ball of fire was reduced by almost half.

Yan Yun couldn't help but smile when he saw the scene in front of him.

He never expected that the Taiyin Firebird could actually restrain the most troublesome Fire Demon in the Fire Prison.

In this way, he can save a lot of energy and time.

So Yan Yun stood leisurely aside, watching the battle quietly.

Not long after, the unique monster in this hell of fire was completely devoured by the Taiyin Firebird.

Then, the firebird let out a long, clear and melodious cry and circled in the air for several circles.

It flew back to Yan Yun's shoulder and began to comb its feathers, as if it was not in a hurry to return to Yan Yun's body.

The vastness of the mountains contained in this sea of ​​fog is truly breathtaking.

In addition, Yan Yun's spiritual sense was restricted, so he did not dare to speed up rashly, so it took him three full days.

Finally, we arrived at the end of this journey - the top of a huge extinct volcano.

During this long journey, Yan Yun gained a lot.

The number of monsters of all levels killed, even if it was less than one hundred, was at least over seventy or eighty, including several peak monsters close to level eight.

It should be noted that once those truly transformed level eight monsters have awakened their wisdom, they will no longer stay in this hell of fire, but will choose to find a new environment that is more suitable for cultivation.

However, the number of times the Fire Demon Spirit appeared was not too many, and we only encountered two other groups.

They also failed to pose any substantial threat to Yan Yun, and were instead all devoured by the Taiyin Firebird.

And when Yan Yun passed through a hot fire lake area in the mountains, he had to slow down his pace while being cautious.

The pillars of fire gushing out from the bottom of the lake were like nimble fire dragons, bursting out without any warning. Their power was so strong that it was chilling.

Although Yan Yun was not afraid of this, he was also unwilling to waste a lot of mana to fight against it.

Therefore, he chose to be cautious, slow down the levitation speed, and slowly pass through this dangerous area.

At this moment, Yan Yun had already landed on the edge of the circular crater. He stood on the top of the mountain with his hands in his pockets, gazing into the distance, with a deep light flashing in his eyes from time to time.

He just waved his hand lightly, and the storage bag on his waist suddenly burst into light. In an instant, a stack of heavy formation flags and formation plates appeared in his hand, and then he threw them back without hesitation.

Immediately afterwards, a silver light flashed behind him, and the strange figure of "Yan Yun" appeared perfectly again.

With a wave of his hand, a large piece of brilliant silver cloud flew out, and in an instant all the formation tools were collected in his hand.

This is the humanoid puppet controlled by the second Yuanying.

The humanoid puppet moved slightly, turned into a streak of silver light and sped away, blending into the misty fog in an instant.

On the other hand, Yan Yun did not move at all. Instead, he chose to sit down where he was, closing his eyes and meditating.

A moment later, the sound of breaking air was heard again, and the humanoid puppet appeared in front of Yan Yun with empty hands.

Yan Yun slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the puppet in front of him, and nodded indifferently.

The puppet shook slightly and disappeared without a trace again.

Yan Yun's figure was filled with spiritual light and he turned into a streak of purple light and rushed out.

In just a few breaths, his escape light stagnated at the deepest part of the crater. The light gradually dissipated, and Yan Yun's figure reappeared.

Yan Yun carefully observed the surrounding environment, raised his hand, and threw out a white object that he had been holding tightly in his hand.

This object was spinning in the air, and its size was growing wildly under the illumination of the spiritual light. It eventually turned into a huge monster over ten feet tall, and smashed heavily on the ground.

The nearby ground was shaken, revealing its extraordinary weight.

It turned out that this was a small altar carefully crafted from flawless white jade, but its surface was engraved with profound inscriptions of talismans, and it had undoubtedly been endowed with the power of a magical weapon.

Yan Yun opened his right hand again, and a small tripod as blue as water appeared in his palm.

As he chanted the mysterious spell, several complicated spells suddenly struck the small tripod.

Driven by the powerful spiritual power, the small tripod rotated at high speed, flashing a dazzling light, and its shape also increased dramatically, and soon the area reached several meters wide. (End of this chapter)