After becoming the main control group of cultivating immortals, I quit

Chapter 120: Secret Realm (30)
Just as he thought about it, the air behind him seemed to be sucked away, causing Ji Changyue to turn around.

In mid-air, a man stood out of thin air, holding a sword in one hand, the wind and snow falling rustlingly, and his black clothes were hunting in the wind.

While his clothes were fluttering, his figure moved slightly, the long sword clanged, and the silver-white sword glow condensed on the tip of the sword.

With a light wave, the majestic sword intent poured out, and the icy air roared towards the sky.

"It's so cold!"

The monks who kept avoiding were stunned and looked up at the dark red sky.

The silvery-white sword light drilled into the cracked crack with the momentum of thunder, and struck hard.

The crack kept getting bigger, but the sword light did not disappear, and the chaotic spiritual energy in the air was rolled up, and it slammed into the edge of the fire spirit realm.

The clicking sounds continued, and the soft spiritual energy spread to the limbs and bones.

The Fire Spirit Realm is broken!
Before it was too late to be pleasantly surprised, there was a loud bang, and the Fire Spirit Realm began to shake, even more violently than before.

"Master, the Fire Spirit Realm is about to collapse, you go!" Jiuyou yelled in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Ji Changyue's expression froze, the blade swayed slightly, and rushed towards the crack.

At the same time, countless rainbow lights streaked across the sky, heading in the same direction.

With her hands clasped together, Lu Qiling's eyebrows and eyes were cautious, and a spirit shield descended from the sky, covering the scattered spirit fire.

Qingze glanced at her appreciatively, and then said nervously, "Quickly, the Fire Spirit Realm has been broken, and this place will soon turn into a sea of ​​fire purgatory."

Su hand grabbed it, and the spirit mask turned into a silver silk spiritual bag. Lu Qiling stuffed it into the storage bag and jumped away.

Although Ji Changyue was nimble in stature, his low cultivation was flawed. With the collapse of the Fire Spirit Realm, the fire snakes ran wild, and the fragments of the Fire Spirit smashed down his head and face.

The hot breath engulfed her limbs, making it almost impossible for her to move.

Putting out the flames burning at the cuffs, cold sweat dripped down Ji Changyue's forehead.

Jiuyou ran out anxiously and turned into a dense net, wrapping her in it.

However, the scorching breath not only did not weaken, but became stronger.

It's not because of the Fire Spirit Realm, it's because her body is not right.

As if she knew what she was thinking, the spiritual power in her body was ready to move, especially the fire spiritual power, which seemed to be in harmony with the fire spiritual energy from the outside world.

The culprit was actually himself.

Ji Changyue let Jiuyoulinghuo let go, although he didn't understand, Jiuyoulinghuo left obediently.

Well, the master must have her reasons for doing so.

Suddenly all protection was removed, and the fire spirit became more turbulent, condensed into a cyclone, and crashed into Ji Changyue.

At this moment, the spiritual power of the entire Fire Spirit Realm rushed towards her like crazy.

Sheng Wu flew into the air and turned around to see this scene, "Fellow Daoist --"

Don't die, what are these!

He wasn't the only one who felt the tyrannical fire aura leave, and all the monks saw the figure in the center of the fire spirit realm.

The dark red spiritual power almost overwhelmed him.

"Damn it! Why did the spirit energy go there!"

"Is that person a fire spirit root? How did he attract so much fire spirit energy?"

"The fire spirit root can't resist so much aura, so it will explode sooner or later!"

All the monks were talking about it, they were all wondering which monk was desperate to absorb spiritual energy and practice in this kind of place.

Qing Ze snorted, and said to Lu Qiling, "It's the male cultivator who contracted Nine Ghost Fire, but this movement doesn't look like it was caused by Nine Ghost Fire."

No matter how powerful the Nine Phantom Fire is, it cannot directly absorb the aura of the entire Fire Spirit Realm, otherwise the Fire Spirit Realm would have ceased to exist long ago.

"It's because of him." Youlan's eyes flickered, "He must have a fire-type secret treasure on him."

Lu Qiling's expression was indifferent, but she wasn't very concerned.

She is an ice spirit root, except for spirit fire and fire flame grass, there are not many useful things for her in the fire spirit realm.

"Friend Daoist." Sheng Wu looked at Qin Yang who was looking directly at the sea of ​​fire, "Can your friend escape?"

The two appeared together, Sheng Wu naturally regarded them as a group.

Although one of the two is beautiful and not like a male cultivator, and the other is ordinary-looking, they can't be found among the crowd.

"It should be possible."

Qin Yang hugged his sword, but his eyes followed the figure in the sea of ​​flames.

That knife is hers.

If nothing else, that person is her.

After coming out of the Dream Tracing Realm, he became a little dizzy, and even forgot that she had a magic weapon to change her appearance.

Thinking of meeting twice but not knowing each other, Qin Yang couldn't help but touch his forehead.

The fire aura penetrated through the pores and penetrated into the limbs and bones. The pain spread to every nerve, and Ji Changyue felt that his body was about to be torn apart.

However, deep in the dantian, a desire kept rising, and the body instinctively absorbed the attached fire aura.

The Nine Phantom Fire was at a loss. Ten thousand years ago, he had seen a large-scale Spirit Fire, but it had never seen this kind of situation.

Although the owner of the new contract is weak, he seems to be very powerful.

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Four months later.

Sheng Wu finished his meditation, yawned big, stood up and walked around.

Those monks who watched the fun at the beginning lost interest after waiting for two days.

Until now, there are only him and Daoyou Qin left.

Glancing at Qin Yang with his eyes closed, Sheng Wu sighed.

Isn't Daoist Qin tired of meditating?Except for occasionally opening his eyes to see the situation and killing the monsters that follow his breath, he has never been seen getting up.

Although Qin Yang closed his eyes, any disturbance around him was under his control.

There was a slight sound in his ear, and he stood up, "Okay."

Sheng Wu probed, and a colossal red cocoon stood on the ruins of the Fire Spirit Realm, "It didn't move..."

Before the words were finished, the cocoon burst open suddenly, and the scorching fire aura spread over the surface.

Sheng Wu hurriedly dodges.

Qin Yang's figure moved slightly, and in the next second he appeared at the silkworm cocoon.

The girl lay quietly, her eyes and eyebrows were calm, the strong fire aura had dissipated, leaving only a soft breath.

"It really is you." A smile bloomed on the corner of Qin Yang's lips, and he raised his hand to brush off the debris on her body.

"what are you doing!"

Accompanied by the immature questioning, a faint blue flame appeared and stood in front of Ji Changyue.

Although this male cultivator has seen it, but the master is still awake, who knows if he has good intentions.

Nine ghosts fire dutifully.

Qin Yang's eyes stayed on it, and he flicked his fingertips.

The faint blue flame flew out suddenly and rolled twice in the air.

Nine Ghost Fire:! ! !
"Why did you touch me!"

The Nine Phantom Fire is not an ordinary flame. If you touch it without its permission, you will burn yourself to death.

But this person is only a golden core, unexpectedly unscathed, and can bounce it away.

Qin Yang raised his eyebrows, "Guess."

The Nine Phantoms were wilted, how could it have guessed it.

Master, wake up, there are bad guys!
Avoiding the angry Jiuyou, Qin Yang raised his hand, picked up the scattered hairpins on the ground under the gaze of Jiuyou Linghuo, and stuck them in her hair.

The girl suddenly changed appearance, Jiuyou was surprised, "How do you know this is my master's magic weapon?"

The master is clearly not familiar with him, but he knows so well, angry!
Qin Yang smiled, "Guess."

Guess what!
Jiuyou turned around and lay on Ji Changyue's shoulder, ignoring him.

The little spirit fire was so angry that Qin Yang flicked its head and picked up the person on the ground.

"How is he?" Sheng Wu came late after dodging the attack.

Seeing the comatose person, my heart skipped a beat, I'm sure I won't die.

(End of this chapter)