Nine Heavenly Towers

There are still more than a hundred miles away from Yinyuanzong, and a group of thousands of monks marched towards Yinyuanzong.

A middle-aged man in the lead was wearing a fiery red robe, and he could faintly see clusters of red flames emanating from the red robe.The flames were extremely dazzling, and the scorching heat almost distorted the air.

The thousands of monks in this line are naturally monks from the Kingdom of Flame Dance.The middle-aged man in the lead was naturally none other than Master Yan Wu.

His complexion was extremely gloomy, and in the pupils of his eyes, two groups of flames could be seen constantly flickering, emitting a light that people dare not look at.

"Old Ancestor, the Guangming Sect doesn't care?" An old man with a black beard behind Master Yan Wu asked suspiciously.

"Guangmingzong, don't worry. That group of small fish won't be able to overthrow the big lang. Let's get rid of this big fish first." Master Yanwu sighed, although he said it lightly, but in his heart It's a feeling of being overwhelmed.Because thinking of the other party being able to kill a Flame Demon easily, I feel a little chill in my heart.

Even if he wanted to kill the Flame Demon, he had to go through a hard fight.What kind of strength is the opponent?This could not help but make him feel uneasy.

Xuan Mu was sitting cross-legged in the cave, his eyes opened and closed suddenly, with purple and green lights flashing in his eyes, staring coldly into the distance.

At this moment, Master Yan Wu suddenly felt a chill.This was the first time he felt such a cold feeling in his heart since he practiced fire spells for more than a hundred years.He felt a huge spiritual consciousness sweeping over his body, which was so huge that it made him feel a little dazed.

His consciousness quickly bombarded with that consciousness, in a blink of an eye.His expression changed extremely quickly, appearing to be in extreme pain.

The same was true for Xuan Mu who was sitting cross-legged in the cave, his expression twisted, and there was a sneer from the corner of his mouth. "What a Master Yanwu, although his spiritual sense is strong, his strength is not worth paying attention to."

As soon as his words came out, he grabbed a stone door in front of him with his right hand.The stone door was immediately opened by him, and his body jumped, and flew towards the top of Yin Yuanzong.

"Who is coming?" Xuanmu suddenly sent out a spiritual thought, which was extremely majestic and spread hundreds of miles around Yinyuanzong.

"Who are you?" Master Yan Wu suddenly felt the domineering power of this divine thought, and quickly responded with a divine thought.

"The head of the Yinyuan Sect, Xuanmu." Just as Xuanmu sent out this divine thought, the head of the Qi Poison Sect and the old woman flew out of the cave at the same time.He stared coldly at the southwest direction.

The old poison asked: "Then why did Master Yanwu come here?"

"You asked the wrong question, you should ask why he came here at this time?" Xuan Mu smiled slightly, and he sat cross-legged in the air.

"Fellow Taoist Xuanmu said, could it be that he captured the Guangming Sect?" The old poison said speculatively.

Xuan Mu smiled slightly, with a deep Zen look.Indifferently said: "This person must have heard the news that the Flame Demon was beheaded, so he came here in such a hurry. This person must be restless when he came here. From this point of view, he just came here It's just a dead end."

"Fellow Daoist Xuanmu's analysis is that in my opinion, as long as there is Fellow Daoist Xuanmu around, no matter what the other party's cultivation level is, he is just asking for his own death." The old poison actually showed an extremely humble look, flattering With a smile, he flattered Xuan Mu.

A red light and shadow in the distance is also gradually approaching, only to see that Master Yan Wu suddenly raised his hand at this time.As he slowly opened the five fingers of his right hand, he saw a pair of red-glowing hands dancing slowly.The red light emanating from his hand gradually became more intense, and it could be seen that his entire palm was slowly turning red.

At this time, the air around it changed almost instantly.The air gradually turned red, emitting bursts of scorching heat.A flame suddenly sprang out from the palm of his hand, following the spout of the flame.The red air in front of him seemed to be ignited suddenly.

The flames all over the sky submerged his body in an instant, and he saw a monk sitting cross-legged in the flames.This person is none other than Master Yanwu, hundreds of feet around him are covered by a sea of ​​flames.The sea of ​​flames continued to spread towards the surroundings, and as the flames continued to spread, one could see crimson filaments gathering rapidly towards the direction where Master Yanwu was.

At this time, Master Yanwu's eyes suddenly opened.A red light shot out from his eyes, and the red light rumbled straight towards Xuanmu.

Xuan Mu stood up with a sneer, raised his right hand, and a bolt of lightning quickly condensed out. What the lightning emitted was not a single purple, but a trace of silver light mixed with the purple lightning.Although the silver light is not very strong, its speed is faster than the purple lightning.

I saw this lightning mixed with silver light blasting towards Master Yan Wu at high speed.

When this bolt of lightning blasted out, Master Yan Wu's expression was more solemn than ever. He said in amazement: "This person? How could this person be an electric cultivator? Isn't he a wood cultivator?"

I saw that his hands made a strange final seal, and following the final seal, a huge crimson flame light symbol rushed out of the sea of ​​flames.The flame light talisman skyrocketed rapidly, and finally turned into a flame light talisman that was hundreds of meters high and appeared in midair.

That bolt of lightning happened to bombard this piece of flame light talisman, and the lightning suddenly stopped, and it seemed completely motionless at the moment.

But Master Yan Wu's expression remained the same, he didn't move at all.But he saw streaks of red fire spirit power rushing towards his body quickly.

When Xuanmu saw this, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he gestured to the old poison behind him and the old woman at the same time, and said with a divine thought: "You and all the monks in the alliance are guarding in the big formation of the sect. Young Master, I will personally meet Master Yanwu."

His spiritual thoughts spread to the sea of ​​consciousness of these two people, and they both looked at Xuanmu with doubts, and the old poison asked with a worried look: "Can you do it? I don't want to die because of you kid." Under the monks of the Flame Dance Kingdom."

"Don't worry, I, Xuanmu, are here. They won't be able to make a fuss." Xuanmu smiled happily.Its body stepped out of the air, emitting streaks of purple light all over its body.As the purple light became more and more intense, another green light burst out from his body.

As the green light became more and more intense, the brilliance on his body shone extremely dazzlingly.The body flickered quickly, rushing towards the flame again and again.

"Come on, it just so happens that the old man's fire-type gun is restraining your wood-type gun. Since you want to seek your own death, this old man will help you." Master Yan Wu's face was already ferocious, and he roared angrily .A more intense flame radiated from his whole body.

The flame continued to burn.But Xuanmu stopped at a distance of more than ten zhang in front of the sea of ​​fire.Looking at it with a rather indifferent expression, he pulled out a long sword emitting red light from the storage ring with his left hand.

As soon as the sword was released, the red clouds between the sky and the earth rolled rapidly.The tumbling became more and more violent, as if shocked by an extremely powerful breath.

Xuan Mu held the ancient sword tightly with both hands, and quickly stepped towards the flame.A hundred steps in a row is a distance of more than a hundred zhang.Its body didn't stop at all, but moved across the air more quickly.

After Master Yanwu saw this scene, his expression was a little distorted.The pupil of the eye is zoomable several times.The body has already staggered in the air again and again and retreated tens of feet away.

"Are you planning to escape?" Xuanmu's voice was extremely loud, echoing in the air for a long time, causing those monks of the Flame Dance Kingdom who heard Xuanmu's words to feel a chill in their hearts, and the turbulent waves quickly swayed in their hearts. tumbling.

"Escape? A joke." Master Yanwu's expression was filled with sarcasm and disdain.However, anyone could see that his expression was so unnatural.He forced himself to laugh and said, "The fire element weapon cultivated by the old man just restrains your wood element weapon, why did the old man escape?"

"Well, how about you guys having a fierce battle?" Xuan Mu said with a big laugh.Holding the Execution Sword tightly with both hands, he slashed at Master Yanwu.

The sword light, like blood and rainbow, flashed in the air.Mixed with the strange force that broke everything, it approached more than ten feet above Master Yanwu's head.Master Yan Wu saw this scene, his expression was strange and crazy.Grabbing it with his right hand, a very strange fire feather fan appeared in his hand.This fan is like a flame.

There is also a fiery red spar inlaid in the center of this fire feather fan, and there is also a group of flame totem inside this fiery red spar, which seems to be sealed with a force.This power is extremely huge, and Xuanmu has faintly sensed the horror of the mysterious power inside.

He shot even more quickly, holding the long sword tightly with both hands, and slashed down several times one after another.Light and shadow flicker, blood glows soaring to the sky.

Master Yan Wu's speed was not slow at all, almost in the blink of an eye, the fire feather fan in his hand was thrown by him in the air, and a flame of light rushed out of his feather fan.This flame light is not ordinary red, but has a vermilion color.

Xuanmu didn't know that there was a drop of phoenix blood in the fire feather fan, but he could also sense the strange aura of that power.

He suddenly raised his killing sword, blocked in front of him abruptly, and held the vermilion flame in front of him.But he saw his body gradually distorted and changed.There were cracks on his body, like chaps.

This feeling made Xuanmu feel again that his physical body was about to collapse. Last time, his cultivation base was too low, and his physical body was smashed almost instantly.At this time, the pain of his skin slowly cracking was like the scorching sun.

"It's not that easy to kill me Xuanmu...!" Xuanmu suddenly roared, and cut down with his sword again.With the slash of his sword, the flames around his body disintegrated in the air inch by inch.He threw the killing sword towards Master Yanwu suddenly, the red light of the killing sword flashed across the air.