Chapter 889: The Fire of the Past
Between the green mountains, a breeze blew from a distance.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
In front of the door, Lin Yi looked at his heart that began to beat rapidly in his chest, and before turning around, he flew quickly in the direction where Li Mu had left. .
“Even though I know this place is fake, I still have to seek verification.”
As these words fell, Ji Yi's figure suddenly disappeared in the sky.
“Boom, boom, boom!”
In the mountain forest, several rays of light were flying towards the distance at extremely fast speeds.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
The leader of the escaping lights was extremely embarrassed. While stumbling and looking forward, he was finally chased by the three escaping lights from behind, and It's surrounded by people.
"Go!"
Looking at the three people surrounding him, Lin Feixiang patted his storage bag, and a crimson feather blade shot out at an extremely fast speed under the influence of mana. Divided into seven, they strangled the three of them.
The seven feather blades were extremely fast, flying up and down like seven flexible birds, and actually blocked the magic weapon attacks of three people in a short period of time.
"Tianxiang Sword Jue, Red Feather Blade."
Seeing this scene, Lin Yi's eyes moved as he appeared in the sky.
The middle-aged man below who had a similar face to him and was wearing a suit of fairy city silver armor was clearly his uncle Lin Feixiang.
As for the other three monks wearing black robes, they were clearly the Black Wind Thieves that Li Mu mentioned.
“I remember that when Li Mu brought the news, my uncle Lin Feixiang was attacked by a talisman when he was at Luofengpo, and his body was blown up without any trace left.
Here, with Luofeng Slope."
Speaking of this, Lin Yi's pupils shrank. After searching around for a while, he saw a hillside with sycamore trees growing not far away.
"Broken!"
At this moment, a low shout came from the forest below.
As he said these words, a black wind thief suddenly took out a white talisman from his arms.
“Bang!”
The talisman shattered in the flash of spiritual light, turning into cold frost and sweeping out in all directions.
In an instant, dozens of ice blades shot through the air toward Lin Feixiang.
"Dang Dang Dang!"
The latter's expression changed, and he urged the red feather blade in his hand to quickly resist, but after a sonorous impact, there were still several ice blade slashes. On the silver robe armor on his body.
Under the action of this ice blade, most of the latter's body was uncontrollably frozen.
“Not good!”
Lin Feixiang's expression changed.
However, at this moment, a hot breath came from a distance.
In mid-air, a fire dragon several feet long, with the intention of exploding, fiercely bombarded his body.
"Crack!"
In an instant, Lin Feixiang's body flew backwards towards Luofeng Slope behind him, and the silver armor around him began to disintegrate continuously in the process.
"Definitely!"
Seeing this scene, Ji Yi's eyes moved, and he reached out and pointed at Lin Feixiang, who was flying backwards.
If he didn't take action, the latter would turn into ashes in the blazing flames within three breaths at most.
However, the moment his finger fell, Lin Feixiang, who was in the flames, slowly raised his head.
Those bright eyes seemed to have crossed some kind of boundary, looking towards Ji Yi standing in the sky at this moment.
The look in his eyes was extremely complicated, but in the end it turned into regret.
It is a pity that he can no longer see his nephew and continue to protect his sister's only heir.
"Bang!" The moment Ji Yi understood it, the space that should have stagnated like a flame in his finger did not stop suddenly because of his intervention.
Instead, it turned into ashes with a loud explosion.
"Bang!"
The monstrous flames burst out in an instant, and in Ji Yi's eyes, the flames instantly swept away into the surrounding space.
As the flames swept through, the three Black Wind Thieves were picking up Lin Feixiang's magic weapon and letting out brisk laughter.
The flames continued to spread, and the surrounding space began to dissipate.
There was an escape light roaring from a distance, and it was Li Mu and others who came to collect the corpse.
In Ji Yi's eyes, all the images disappeared in the flames.
“Can you know in advance, but can’t intervene?”
As this thought emerged, Ji Yi saw flames coming towards his face, and the surrounding space disappeared in a flash. .
"What are you thinking about?"
When Ji Yi opened his eyes again, he was already in a room.
Standing in front of him was the ancestor Dan Yuanzi.
"If there is really a place leading to the Shangzong in that ruins, then now is not the time to conflict with the Shanhai Sect."
Facing Lin Yi's Eyes, the ancestor of Dan Yuanzi said in a deep voice.
"After we enter, we will leave the affairs here to you."
"Have you ever thought about it, ancestor, that this so-called ruins are not the place leading to the Shangzong, but the place leading to the Shangzong? A trap.
A trap that could lead to a catastrophe? "
Looking at the ancestor Dan Yuanzi, Ji Yi said after a short silence.
"Do you know what happened inside? "
Hearing this, Ancestor Dan Yuanzi asked in surprise.
However, the moment he spoke, Ji Yi's eyes moved.
I saw that the surrounding space began to blur violently, the scene in front of me was passing quickly, and various events in my memory were happening at an extremely fast speed.
"Boom!"
When Ji Yi opened his eyes again, he saw billowing demonic energy erupting from the top of a mountain.
Then, countless demons broke through the formation that sealed the mountain peaks, and continued to wreak havoc on the land of Yanzhou.
“You can only see it and cannot intervene. Once you intervene, the picture will be broken directly.”
In the sky, Ji Yi looked at the demonic energy ravaging the earth, and his seemingly calm mood began to fluctuate again.
As this thought emerged, Ji Yi saw the picture in front of him blurring again.
When the surrounding space returned to normal, a loud shout came from below.
“Let’s go, leave here immediately, I will be responsible for holding him back.”
In Ji Yi’s eyes, he saw that the ancestor Dan Fengzi was transformed by Feng Xian’s palm. Blood mist.
Immediately afterwards, he struggled to reach the teleportation circle while being chased by Fengxian again and again, and took Lu Xue and others to teleport to the Tianluo Sea.
“Not enough, not enough!”
Seeing this scene, Ji Yi slowly closed his eyes.
The moment he closed his eyes, pictures appeared in front of him from all directions.
Every scene in these pictures is a scene that he has personally experienced.
From the Xihuang Immortal Cultivation World to the Tianluo Sea Territory, from the Tianluo Sea Territory to the Tiannan Immortal Cultivation World, from Tiannan to the outside of the territory, and from the outside to the Lei Yuan Sect, etc.
Experiences again and again, scenes after scenes, constantly washed away Ji Yi's heart that was getting more and more silent at the moment.
“Plop, plop.”