Chapter 121 Spiritual fire fusion, target Feng Xi!
The night is like ink.
In front of a bluestone street in the south of Tianxing City, several figures flashed across from time to time.
They all fled into a small dilapidated hut.
The small hut looks very shabby when viewed from the outside, but there is a vague formation of light covering it.
It can isolate the detection of spiritual consciousness.
Of course, Fangshi could not hide from the Xinggong forces and had already been discovered.
It's just that the Star Palace forces turned a blind eye.
At the same time, a stream of green light flashed past, and Yan Yun's figure swayed and landed in front of the dilapidated thatched hut.
Looking at the pale white light flowing outside the city, he stepped straight into it.
As Yan Yun entered Fang City, he noticed several rays of divine consciousness coming to investigate.
"They are all alchemy monks!"
Yan Yun's eyes moved slightly and he thought silently in his heart.
As if he felt Yan Yun's cultivation in the late stage of pill formation, those spiritual consciousness disappeared in an instant.
Only one spiritual consciousness is left.
"Whoops!"
Immediately afterwards, a sharp sound broke through the air, and a female cultivator wearing a red dress appeared in front of Yan Yun out of thin air.
The female cultivator in red glanced at Yan Yun, smiled, and saluted Yan Yun: "I am Liu Hongyu on the Strait Island, and I am also the owner of this city!"
As he spoke, his eyebrows moved, and his right hand gently pressed on the stone wall beside him.
"Boom!"
As roars rang out, a sound-forbidden formation enveloped the two of them.
It has to be said that Liu Hongyu is worthy of being able to open a market on Tianxing Island. Not only has his cultivation reached the late stage of pill formation, but his mind is also exquisite and clear.
Seeing Liu Hongyu like this, Yan Yun didn't need to hide it and said directly:
"I want to explore the nearby Counter-Covenant forces!"
"Do you have any news about Fellow Daoist Liu?"
Having said this, Yan Yun gently touched the storage bag on his waist with his right hand and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "I am willing to use spiritual stones to buy the news!"
Hearing this, Liu Hongyu opened her mouth slightly and suddenly said: "It seems that fellow Taoist wants to borrow the Star Palace Teleportation Formation?"
This is not a secret. If you want to use the Star Palace teleportation array, you need to help Star Palace complete its mission and kill a fellow disciple of the Anti-Star Alliance.
"Hmm!"
Yan Yun nodded: "I have something important to go to the outer star sea."
Liu Hongyu glanced at Yan Yun and brushed the storage bag with her right hand.
A jade slip was handed over: "There are two Counter Star Alliance monks in the late stage of pill formation nearby!"
"This is not really important news, so I will give it to fellow Taoist for free!"
Hearing this, Yan Yun looked deeply at Liu Hongyu and did not reply. Instead, he took the jade slip and put it between his eyebrows.
Then spiritual consciousness continued to pour into it, and soon the information inside appeared in his mind.
The nearby monks in the late stage of pill formation are the soulless Taoist priests of Baigui Island. They are good at ghost techniques, appear and disappear, and like to use the souls of living people to become powerful ghosts.
However, Yan Yun restrained him very well, as long as he had the crying soul in hand.
Ghosts in the elixir formation stage have no resistance.
The second late-stage pill-forming monk is a Jinshi Taoist from Shixing Island. He is good at metal and earth exercises and practices a physical training method.
"I wonder if Fellow Daoist Liu knows where the Wind Splitting Beast is in the outer star sea!"
Because the Miaoyin Sect was protected by him, the leader of the Wang Sect did not die.
Therefore, the Miaoyinmen did not fall apart, so even if I went to the outer star sea, I would not be able to successfully obtain the specific whereabouts of the Wind-Splitting Beast through the Grape Fairy like in the original work.
And the outer star sea is so vast, it is not easy to find the wind splitting beast.
It would be great if we could find out the information from Liu Hongyu.
"Wind Splitting Beast?"
Liu Hongyu frowned slightly, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes: "As adults, they are transformed into monsters!"
"It's not easy for me to know this!"
Yan Yun flicked his wrist, and a pitch black inkstone appeared in his hand.
"If Fairy Liu can help me find the whereabouts of the Wind Splitting Beast, this inkstone magic weapon will be regarded as a gift!"
Liu Hongyu glanced at the pitch black inkstone, a hint of joy flashed in her eyes, and she bowed:
"Fellow Taoist, please give me three days!"
Yan Yun nodded slightly. Three days was just the right time. After all, he still had to kill the late-stage pill-forming monk.
You can completely use these three days to kill the soulless Taoist first.
After leaving Chengnanfang City and returning to the inn, the night was dark.
Yuan Yao did not practice, but stood in front of the door, his eyes full of sorrow.
"Whoops!"
As a sharp sound broke through the air, a light blue figure flashed past.
A hint of joy flashed in Yuan Yao's eyes, looking at Yan Yun, and said quickly: "Senior Yan, you are back!"
Yan Yun smiled and nodded: "Everything goes well, I will leave the island tomorrow, and you can go straight to Miaoyinmen."
"Can't I help?"
Yuan Yao, who had always been rational, couldn't help but look up at Yan Yun and asked.
Yan Yun gently patted Yuan Yao's hair and rubbed the extremely tender and smooth snow-white skin.
Everything is left unsaid.
Yuan Yao opened her mouth slightly and sighed softly: "In that case, senior Yan, please take care of yourself!"
Yan Yun gently kneaded Yuan Yao's chin with his right hand and looked at the moonlight outside the window.
Yuan Yao's cheeks were slightly red, and she slowly knelt on the ground, her red lips slightly opened.
A meteor flashed past, illuminating the night sky.
Early the next morning.
Yuan Yao and Yan Yun went straight to Tianxing Island to separate. Yuan Yao went straight to Miaoyin Gate, while Yan Yun fled to Baigui Island.
Taoist Wuhun is the island owner of Baigui Island, and his cultivation level is the highest on the island.
In addition, there are two monks in the early stage of pill formation in Baigui Island, both of whom are disciples of the Soulless Taoist.
As for the remaining foundation-building monks, the jade slip did not give details.
Also, for the alchemy monks, the mere foundation building period is not worth mentioning.
Yan Yun stepped on the Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword, and his whole body was surrounded by the power of raging wind and thunder.
The speed was extremely fast, and he could fly for three hours.
A pitch black island continued to appear in Yan Yun's field of vision.
Baigui Island is a small island, slightly larger than Piaomiao Island.
It was covered with thick black mist, which made a whimpering sound.
Looking from a distance, it seems that there are endless ghosts of wronged souls wailing in the island.
Yan Yun glanced across Baigui Island, a chill flashing in his eyes.
The Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword under my feet was quickly wrapped with the power of wind and thunder
It quickly turned into a blue-purple shadow and arrived outside Hyakki Island.
Looking at the pitch-black Hundred Ghost Formation outside the island, Yan Yun waved the storage bag on his waist with his right hand.
A formation disk appeared in his hand.
The array disk is about the size of a palm, with a faint white light emitting from it.
Yan Yun's spiritual energy poured into it, and formation flags of five shapes flew out from the formation plate.
It fell on the pitch black formation light curtain out of thin air.
As five streams of light flowed along the formation flag, a gap only for one person to pass appeared in front of him.
Yan Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, swayed, and quickly escaped into Baigui Island.
As soon as his body hit the ground, a strong fishy smell hit his nostrils.
What followed was a shrill whimpering sound.
Faintly, you can even see pitch black ghosts floating over the island.
His spiritual consciousness swept over these fierce ghosts and found that their strength was only that of the Qi refining stage.
Yan Yun narrowed his eyes slightly and couldn't help but look towards the top of the mountain.
There was a strong sinister aura there, and it was not difficult to guess that the soulless Taoist should be there.
With this in mind, Yan Yun turned into a blue-purple shadow and galloped away without any hesitation.
Yan Yun's movement was not small and unobstructed.
The monks on the island were instantly awakened, and they all flew out of the cave, looking at the blue-purple shadow in mid-air.
Some monks in the Qi training stage glanced at it and quickly retreated without any hesitation.
As for the monks in the foundation building stage, they quickly took out their jade talismans to transmit the message.
So when Yan Yun came to the top of the pitch black mountain.
Three pill-forming monks quickly fell down from the mountain. The leader was an old man with white hair and a bald forehead.
Its whole body was enveloped in a surging cold air, and behind it, there was a dark ghost, looming.
But the cultivation level exuded from his body has reached the late stage of pill formation.
"Soulless Taoist!"
Yan Yun glanced at the old man, but didn't care about the two early-stage pill-forming monks behind him.
Feeling the aura of Yan Yun's late-stage elixir formation, Wuhun Taoist's face was filled with coldness, and he said in a cold voice: "Why did you break into our Baigui Island at night?"
While speaking, his eyes glanced at the two disciples behind him.
Without any hesitation, the two quickly took out two pale white dominoes, and spiritual energy poured into them.
In an instant, a dark green shadow was entwined on it, and the light was entangled, and it instantly fell into the pitch-black mountain peaks in the distance.
"Boom!"
The formation guarding the island suddenly roared, and biting black mist surged.
Following closely behind, three zombies with powerful aura quickly flew out from the mountain behind them.
These three corpses are all green, and their whole bodies exude a dark green evil spirit.
The cultivation level is not low, enough to rival the monks in the pill formation stage.
And with the appearance of these two corpses, a trace of ferocity flashed in the soulless Taoist's eyes, staring at Yan Yun, and said: "Since you have arrived at Baigui Island, don't blame me for being cruel!"
"Noisy!"
Yan Yun glanced at the soulless Taoist, waved his sleeves, and in an instant, nine purple thunder spirit wood swords escaped from the storage bag.
It was entangled with the power of surging wind and thunder, and it stabbed towards the soulless Taoist in an instant.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Before the soulless Taoist could move, he saw the two dark green corpses roaring, the poisonous mist on their faces dissipating, revealing a ferocious face, and they were charging towards Yan Yun.
The two disciples of Taoist Wuhun who were in the early stage of forming pills took out a long green knife and a dark stone magic weapon one after another.
It turned into two streams of light, one black and one green, in mid-air.
Yan Yun had no expression on his face and waved with one hand.
Then he saw six thunder blades condensed and formed instantly, turning into six purple phantoms, which collided with the flying knife magic weapon and the black stone magic weapon.
At the same time, the nine purple thunder spirit wood swords landed on the two emerald green corpses.
"Click! Click!"
Accompanied by crisp clicking sounds, an extremely sharp purple thunder spirit wood sword was seen, instantly piercing through the two emerald-green corpse-refining bodies.
"Roar! Roar!"
The body was cut off, and the two corpses screamed and wanted to tear Yan Yun into pieces.
It was a pity that his legs had already been cut off by the Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword, and he was helpless.
"What!"
Looking at the scene in front of him, Wuhun Taoist's eyes narrowed slightly. He never expected that Yan Yun's methods were so powerful.
I have been refining the corpse for decades, and I can actually carry it through one round.
Thinking of this, he shouted angrily, and a jet-black stream of light flew out of his mouth.
A small black glazed pagoda stands tall in the wind.
In the blink of an eye it grew to ten feet in size.
There were constant wailing sounds inside, as if there were countless evil ghosts inside.
"Let you taste the soul-eating of a hundred ghosts!"
The soulless Taoist snorted coldly, with a ferocious expression on his face.
As his voice fell, he could be seen slapping the pitch-black ghost tower hard.
In an instant, ghastly ghosts flew out of it.
The strength of each of the fierce ghosts is not weak, and they have at least reached the level of foundation building.
There was even a ghost king in the elixir formation stage appearing in front.
He has a green face and red hair, and his eyes are devoid of consciousness and full of madness.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Yan Yun frowned slightly, without panicking, and waved his sleeves.
Then he saw a small emerald green soul-crying beast flying out of the spirit beast bag and appearing in front of him.
The small soul-crying beast is green all over, and the evil spirit in its body is much stronger.
【Crying Soul Beast】
[Realm: Qi training period]
[Talent Magical Power: Soul-Absorbing Divine Light]
Although Xutian Palace and his party, the Soul Crying Beast had eaten so many powerful ghosts and accumulated a lot of yin energy in its body.
But there is still a long way to go before the first evolution.
Looking at the ghosts flying towards each other, the soul-crying beast's eyes lit up.
He quickly shook his nose.
A deep yellow soul-absorbing divine light spurted out instantly, and its speed was extremely fast.
The jet-black ghosts only had time to let out a shrill scream before they were swallowed one by one by the soul-crying beast.
Those souls whose strength is only in the foundation-building stage are absorbed into it, and they cannot last a breath in the soul-absorbing divine light.
In just a few breaths of time, the pitch-black bone tower was still haunted by ghosts.
It has turned into the appearance of white jade, and the Yin Qi within it has dissipated.
In the entire pagoda, only the ghost king who was in the elixir formation stage was left.
He looked at the soul-crying beast, his blood-red eyes full of fear.
"How is it possible!"
Looking at the scene in front of him, Taoist Wuhun's expression suddenly changed.
Although this Hundred Ghost Tower is only an intermediate magic weapon.
However, after hundreds of years of tempering by the Soulless Taoist, he kept throwing ghosts into it.
There is even a ghost king in the elixir formation stage.
The Soulless Taoist's self-control relies on the Hundred Ghost Tower, which is enough to stand undefeated against the Yuanying monks.
Who would have thought that he would meet Yan Yun, a fool like that, with such a weird spiritual beast?
He was actually able to completely swallow the devil he had carefully refined into his mouth.
At this moment, two shrill screams came from the distance.
Then he saw nine purple thunder spirit wood swords piercing the bodies of the two disciples, stirring with the power of wind and thunder.
Only two piles of minced meat were left, and the bodies were lying on the spot.
At the same time, Yan Yun waved his hands, and a ball of cyan flame instantly condensed in the palm of his hand.
The demonic fire burned, turning Yan Yun's face into a dark green color.
"Qingyang Demonic Fire!"
Looking at the emerald green flames, Taoist Wuhun's face turned pale. Without any hesitation, he quickly looked at the ghost figure behind him.
"Woooo!"
Just hearing a whimpering sound, the ghost quickly flew out and turned into a phantom.
The Ghost King flew to the Hundred Ghost Tower in an instant.
The black mist surged and swallowed the Ghost King completely in an instant.
The two merged quickly, and soon they condensed into a dark ghost.
What followed was that the aura of this ghost became stronger and stronger.
In just a few breaths of time, the Ghost King's strength has improved from the early stage of pill formation to the late stage of pill formation.
The turbulent black aura wrapped around the black shadow.
Wherever he passed, the soil corroded, the vegetation withered, and his whole body exuded a strong sense of death.
"Huh?"
Yan Yun raised his eyebrows slightly and couldn't help but let out a sigh. He came here to deal with this soulless Taoist. He didn't expect to gain anything.
But when Yan Yun saw this strange ghost, he became interested. "If this ghost shadow is used to refine the mysterious ghost fire, the power will definitely be extraordinary!"
Thinking of this, wisps of surging wind and thunder power wrapped around his body, and then there was a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
Then Yan Yun's body swayed and turned into a blue-purple shadow, quickly fleeing towards the Soulless Taoist.
Yan Yun's escape technique was so fast that even a soulless Taoist in the late stage of pill formation had no time to react.
He could only pour his spiritual power into the Hundred Ghost Tower above his head.
"Crash!"
Along with the surging gray mist, the aura of the Hundred Ghost Tower shone and instantly enveloped the soulless Taoist.
"Death!"
Yan Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly and snorted coldly.
Wisps of surging wind and thunder power continued to gather in front of him.
In the blink of an eye, a blue-purple spiritual sword with the power of wind and thunder was condensed in front of him.
"Whoops!"
The spirit sword was extremely fast, and as soon as it was condensed, it disappeared from the same place.
And when it appeared again, it had already appeared in front of the Hundred Ghost Tower.
The black spiritual light condensed outside the tower resisted the attack of the spiritual sword with all its strength.
"Click!"
Along with an extremely clear click sound, the black aura shattered into pieces.
The power of the spiritual sword did not stop there. After passing through the black spiritual light, it instantly penetrated the Hundred Ghost Tower.
With a "pop" sound, a bottomless crack appeared on the Hyakugui Pagoda.
The life magic weapon was destroyed, and the soulless Taoist's already pale face was even more bloodless at this moment, and a mouthful of blood even spat out from his mouth.
While Yan Yun was dealing with the soulless Taoist, the dark ghost in the distance also made some movement.
His speed was extremely fast, and he was already behind him in an instant.
As soon as his figure approached, Yan Yun felt a biting chill coming from behind him.
Yan Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, and with a flick of his wrist, a ball of Qingyang Demonic Fire surged, turning into blue flames that spread instantly.
"Poof! Poof!"
The strange thing is that as soon as the Qingyang Demonic Fire Fang touches the ghost shadow, it is like a flame falling into water and extinguished instantly.
"It seems that the Qingyang Demonic Fire is ineffective!"
Yan Yun muttered silently, and the raging wind surged out from his sleeves and immediately gathered in the palm of his hand.
Following closely behind was a dazzling purple thunder light.
The strong wind and thunder merged with each other, and in the blink of an eye they formed a blue-purple wind and thunder bead.
As soon as the wind and thunder bead condensed, it came out.
It turned into a blue-purple shadow in the air and disappeared directly into the ghost body.
"Bang!"
As soon as Feng Lei Zhu Fang touched the ghost shadow, it exploded instantly.
Densely packed green-purple wind blades kept erupting from the ghost body.
Each purple wind blade flew by, taking away several rays of Yin Qi from the ghost's body.
The body that was originally as dark as ink became much darker at this moment.
"Although it is weird, my strength does not exceed the limit of the pill formation stage!"
Yan Yun murmured, then glanced at the soulless Taoist in the distance.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Along with the extremely fierce sound of breaking through the air, nine green-purple streams of light flashed past.
"Spare me!"
At this time, the soulless Taoist looked very embarrassed. After his life magic weapon was destroyed, his aura was unstable.
Yuan still hoped that Guiying could kill him.
But unexpectedly, he was easily repelled by a bead he threw.
Under such circumstances, one can only keep begging for mercy.
Yan Yun's face was expressionless, his eyes swept over the soulless Taoist, and he said calmly: "It's over!"
Say it.
The nine purple thunder spirit wood swords fell one by one, and the surging power of wind and thunder crushed his body in an instant.
Yan Yun raised the corners of his mouth slightly and landed in front of the soulless Taoist's corpse.
He fished it out with his right hand and put a storage bag into the bag.
Then he looked at the ghost figure.
After the death of the soulless Taoist, the ghost seemed to have lost consciousness and was suspended in mid-air, motionless.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Yan Yun raised his eyebrows slightly.
"This ghost is extremely weird. If it is refined, the power of the mysterious ghost fire will definitely not be weak!"
With this in mind, Yan Yun took out a vermilion jade bottle.
This ancient jade bottle was obtained from the Xutian Palace.
There is a purple spiritual fire inside, which has extraordinary power.
In addition, it is also an excellent fire magic weapon.
That day, Yan Yun tried to refine it with Qingyang Demonic Fire, but failed to refine it and was instead devoured.
Almost got angry.
Since this flame has no origin, why not use it to refine the mysterious ghost fire.
Maybe he can have the ability of purple flames and the power of mysterious ghost fire.
Yan Yun waved his sleeves, and formation flags flew out quickly and plunged deeply into the ground.
After just a few breaths, white formation light curtains were seen, quickly pouring out, completely covering a radius of several miles.
Since all three alchemy-forming monks on the island were killed, there are only some foundation-building and Qi-training phase monks left on the entire island, which is not a cause for concern.
Yan Yun pointed at the light red jade bottle with one hand, and saw deep purple spiritual fire quickly rolling out of it.
Yan Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly raised his right hand, and five spiritual threads flew out of his fingers in an instant.
It fell on the spiritual fire.
The spiritual fire was extremely strange. As soon as Fang touched the spiritual thread, it seemed to be alive, quickly swallowing and spreading.
It seemed as if it was going to burn Yan Yun completely along the spiritual thread.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Yan Yun was very calm and quickly moved his hands.
Then he saw the purple spiritual fire falling on the ghost figure that was stagnant and floating in place.
And as the purple spiritual fire touched the ghost shadow, a harsh burning sound suddenly came out.
"Woooo!"
Accompanied by a series of strange and incomparable wailing sounds.
The purple spiritual fire was very domineering. As soon as Fang touched the ghost, it spread instantly and completely enveloped it.
Through the purple flame, a looming ghost figure could be seen struggling in the flames.
Yan Yun had no expression on his face, sitting cross-legged, and kept pinching the magic formula according to the cultivation method of Xuanhun Ghost Fire.
One after another curse seals fell on the purple flame.
Time passes, one day later.
The pitch-black ghost shadow had been burned away by the purple spiritual fire.
It turned into a palm-sized purple spiritual fire, suspended in mid-air.
It exudes a strong cold air, and even if you look at it from a distance, it feels like your soul has been burned.
Yan Yun looked at the mysterious ghost fire, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and slowly walked forward.
Although I don’t know why the color of this ball of flame is completely different from that of Xuangu.
But the aura emanating from the flames was the same.
"It is indeed a mysterious ghost fire that mainly targets the soul!"
Yan Yun looked at the mysterious ghost fire that was as bright as a purple gem, and slowly stretched out his right hand.
Different from the purple spiritual fire, after being merged into the mysterious ghost fire, it is much docile and does not have such a surging sense of aggression.
The mysterious soul ghost fire is held in the palm of the hand, and it moves slightly with Yan Yun's five fingers.
Like a stream, beating on the fingertips.
"After finding the trace of the Split Wind Beast, we can then fuse the four of them with the Mysterious Soul Ghost Fire, Qingyang Demonic Fire, Tiandu Corpse Fire, and Dry Blue Ice Flame!"
"The power is worth looking forward to!"
After saying this, Yan Yun lightly snapped his fingers, and the mysterious ghost fire dissipated out of thin air.
It turned into little purple streamers and disappeared in place.
After doing all this, Yan Yun looked at the pitch-black mountain peak behind him, and there were several dark purple wind and thunder beads.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
As the wind and thunder beads fell, dark purple wind blades continued to chop down.
"Boom!"
The entire dark mountain peak collapsed, followed by the rapid disappearance of the spiritual energy in the entire island.
After doing all this, Yan Yun smiled slightly, swayed, turned into a blue-purple shadow, and disappeared from the place.
When we returned to Tianxing Island, it was already evening.
Yan Yun didn't delay too much and came directly to the bluestone street.
Protector Yu was lying on the bamboo chair, rocking and leisurely, so happy.
Seeing Yan Yun's arrival, Protector Yu raised his eyebrows and whispered:
"Elder Yan has thought it through?"
"But you have to join our Star Palace!"
Yan Yun glanced at Protector Yu and flicked his wrist.
A bloody head was thrown over.
Protector Yu was so frightened that he stood up quickly.
At this time, his eyes swept over the head, and he couldn't help but said in surprise: "Soulless Taoist!"
Yan Yun had no expression on his face and said calmly: "In this case, I must be able to use the Star Palace Teleportation Formation!"
"Yes... yes!"
In just one day, he killed a monk of the same level.
Instead, go to their lair and kill them.
"This person is really unfathomable!"
No matter how stupid Protector Yu is, he still knows that Yan Yun has extraordinary strength and is not an ordinary late-stage pill-forming monk.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Yan Yun said lightly: "I still need to stay on the island for a while!"
Speaking of this, Yan Yun looked deeply at Protector Yu and chuckled: "I think you can keep this opportunity to use the teleportation array for me!"
"Haha, that's natural!"
Protector Yu nodded repeatedly, and was much more polite than when they first met.
After receiving the protector's promise, Yan Yun immediately turned around and left.
"Hey!"
Watching Yan Yun's leaving figure, Protector Yu sighed, feeling quite annoyed: "How careless I am, how could I have provoked such a powerful monk!"
……
The appointment with Liu Hongyu is within three days.
It was not time yet, so Yan Yun returned directly to the inn to make use of these few days.
Try to see if you can fuse the Qingyang Demon Fire and the Mysterious Ghost Fire.
After setting up the formation restriction, Yan Yun slowly raised his right hand.
With a "stab" sound, a blue magic fire condensed and formed along the palm of the hand.
At the same time, purple flames appeared on Yan Yun's left hand.
Two groups of flames of different colors appeared in both hands at this moment.
Inside the pitch black inn.
The purple and green fire illuminated the pitch-black inn, making it look particularly strange.
"Hoo!"
Yan Yun took a deep breath, and then slowly brought the two flames together.
As the flames slowly approached, the mysterious ghost fire suddenly trembled.
Deep purple tentacles stretched out from the fire ball, as if they were alive.
Quickly entangled in Qingyang Demonic Fire.
Like an octopus, it constantly incorporates the Qingyang Demonic Fire.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Yan Yun's eyes lit up, and then he pushed gently.
Taking advantage of the situation, the Qingyang Demon Fire was pushed into the Xuanhun Ghost Fire.
As the two came into contact, the blue-purple light continued to intertwine and merge, emitting a bright brilliance.
Yan Yun was not in a hurry, but quietly waited for the two flames to merge.
Time went by and it was already the second day in the blink of an eye.
"Hoo!"
Yan Yun took a breath and looked at the flame in his hand.
The flame at this time was lavender, as if the Qingyang Demonic Fire had been completely swallowed up by it, leaving no trace of the Qingyang Demonic Fire's characteristics.
But when Yan Yun looked carefully, he could see that there were little snowflake-like lines in the mysterious ghost fire.
"It's getting late, it's time to go to the appointment!"
Yan Yun glanced at the dimming sky outside the window and murmured softly.
At night, I walked through a long bluestone street.
A dilapidated stone house appeared in front of him.
Yan Yun glanced over, but did not see Liu Hongyu's figure.
Stepping into the house slowly.
"Whoops!"
As soon as he arrived at the house, he saw a red figure appear out of thin air with a sharp sound piercing the air.
"Friend Daoist Yan!"
Liu Hongyu smiled, looked at Yan Yun, and said, "This is the information you want!"
As he spoke, he handed over a jade slip.
Seeing this, Yan Yun picked up the jade slip and placed it between his eyebrows.
Divine consciousness poured into it.
After a few breaths, Yan Yun opened his eyes slightly and nodded.
With a flick of his wrist, a black inkstone appeared in his hand.
"This magic weapon is yours!"
Seeing the magic weapon handed over by Yan Yun, Liu Hongyu's face lit up and she quickly took the magic weapon.
"I would like to thank my fellow Taoist here!"
Yan Yun smiled slightly: "It's my turn to thank you for the map!"
In this map, there are two places where the Wind Split Beast inhabits, but according to the introduction in the original book.
Yan Yun had already guessed where the wind-splitting beast was.
The next step is to plan carefully.
After all, he had to face three transformed monsters during this trip, among which Feng Xi was a ninth-level monster, rivaling a mid-stage Nascent Soul monk.
The cultivation levels of the other two poisonous dragons and black turtles are also comparable to those in the early stage of Nascent Soul.
Even if he uses his true form of wind and thunder, he cannot resist three monster beasts by himself.
"If we can break through the early stage of Nascent Soul, this trip will be much safer!"
Yan Yun's eyes moved slightly and looked at the bright white moon.
The figure flickered, turned into a blue shadow, and disappeared from the place.
Early the next morning.
Yan Yun came to the main hall.
A short old man looked at Yan Yun and nodded slightly.
With a wave of his right hand, he took out a talisman and handed it to Yan Yun: "Bring the teleportation talisman with you, don't lose it!"
Yan Yun glanced at the teleportation array not far away, and saw the word "Qi Yuan" engraved on a stone tablet.
(End of chapter)