Xuanhuan: Marry the Empress, and I will testify to the heavens!

"Where are you going!" Li Jiang yelled, turning the direction of the flames towards the immortal disciples.

Seeing that those flames were about to burn himself, Chang Ling threw out another magic weapon from his sleeve.

The magic weapon was actually a pair of wings, after being thrown into the air by Changling.The wings quickly attached to his back, took him, turned into a stream of light, and rushed towards the ground crazily. The Samadhi real fire behind it was thrown away.

"It's so fast!" Li Jiang held the Xuanlei Sword and stood in mid-air, watching Changling flying to the distance. Sanwei Zhenhuo had no way to catch up with him.

In other words, Changling successfully escaped the attack of Sanwei Zhenhuo by virtue of that magic weapon.

The rest of the people were all sent away separately. If Li Jiang persisted in chasing Changling, he might let the others go.

So Li Jiang had no choice but to give up chasing Changling. He controlled three real fires and shot at the fleeing disciples of the fairyland.

The divine fire quickly sprayed in the air, and the disciples of the fairyland ran for their lives desperately, so no matter how fast the divine fire was, it only ignited the corners of the clothes of the disciples of the fairyland.

It's just that they hit these clothes corners, and the flames burned along their clothes.The salted fish disciples turned pale with fright. They hurriedly used various water-attribute exercises to try to extinguish the flames, but all of them failed without exception.

"What is this? Why is the flame so powerful?" A fairyland disciple hurriedly took off his clothes, but it was too late, and the flame had already burned on him.And he was already covered within a few breaths.

"Ah!" The active disciple let out a heart-piercing scream. The flames were not only burning his body, but also burning his soul.

In the next second, he was burned into a pile of fly ash and dissipated in the air. Some fairyland disciples tried to solve it with magical powers, but it still didn't work. Any magic weapon in their hands could not resist the attack of flames.

Sanwei Zhenhuo, once it gets on it, there is no way to get rid of it easily, this is one of the supernatural powers of Erlang Zhenjun.

However, because Li Jiang's physical and spiritual power was almost dry before his transformation, he couldn't use more supernatural powers for the time being.

In an instant, all the disciples of the Immortal Domain were burned to ashes by the Sanwei Zhenhuo.

Li Jiang used his spiritual sense to sense the direction of Changling's escape, but he didn't find Chang Ling's figure, so the guy probably ran out of the range that his spiritual sense could detect.

"Forget it, he ran fast! It's better to go back to Yanyun Shengjing first, if you let Ruyan worry for too long, it won't work."

Li Jiang sighed and withdrew his consciousness, turned into a streamer, and flew towards the Yanyun Holy Land at an extremely fast speed.

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"Cough cough!"

In a mountain forest in the Daheng Dynasty, Changling held his chest and could lean on a big tree. The fierce battle with Li Jiang just now drained his spiritual energy, and because he forcibly activated the divine sword, he wasted a lot of energy , was seriously injured.

In the end, in order to avoid the divine fire, Chang Ling also forced a high-quality magic weapon, which made his body overwhelmed and almost collapsed.

However, if he hadn't used that flying magic weapon at a critical moment, he might also be buried under the flames of the real fire of samadhi.

"Now I still have to find a place to rest and recuperate, and it won't be too late to settle accounts with that strong man after the injury is healed!"

Just as Changling slowly walked along the trees between the mountains and forests, trying to find a secret place to recover from his injuries, a voice rang in his ears.

"Fellow Daoist! Help! Fellow Daoist, help!"

The voice was eerie and terrifying, as if there was an evil spirit, but Changling was seriously injured now, and he didn't notice anything wrong.

"Who are you?" Although Changling didn't hear the strangeness of the voice, he still kept his vigilance. There was actually a cultivator lurking among the mountains and forests, which he hadn't discovered before.

"I'm just to the east of you, in a cave. Fellow Daoist is seriously injured now. Maybe he wants to find some healing medicine? I have a way to help you recover from your injury."

The tone of that voice seemed extremely sincere, and Chang Ling couldn't help but relax his vigilance. He followed the voice and flew towards the cave to the east.

As soon as he got close to the cave, he only felt a kind of cold Yin Qi slowly spreading from the inside, but it was extremely powerful. In order to heal the injury, Chang Ling decided to go in and find out.

"Fellow Daoist, why don't you come out and show yourself?" Chang Ling said with a smile at the entrance of the cave.

"Fellow Daoist, don't worry, come in, you will be able to see me in the depths of the cave."

Chang Ling nodded, unconsciously, he seemed to let go of his vigilance against the owner of the voice, and walked all the way deep into the cave.

The cave is extremely dark, and there are extremely deep scratches on the walls.

Changling walked slowly along the cave, holding a magic weapon in his hand, and he also felt that something was wrong, but his body could not help walking into the cave according to what the voice said.

When he reached the depths of the cave, he saw a strangely shaped formation made of stones.

A green light of spiritual power flashed on the magic circle.around.It also shone with a strange light, as if it had come to an altar.

"Fellow Daoist, where are you?" Changling held the magic weapon and looked around vigilantly. If there was any change, he would throw the magic weapon without hesitation. Although he is seriously injured now, he still has the strength to fight .

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew up, and the surrounding spiritual power quickly condensed into a soul body that appeared in front of Chang Ling's eyes. It looked like a man with gray hair and a long beard. He kept looking at Changling.

"I think fellow daoist's realm seems to be around the level of immortals. Could it be that fellow daoist is not from the Shenwu Continent?" The old man revealed Changling's identity as soon as he opened his mouth, which made Changling turn pale with shock.

However, Chang Ling was mature and steady, and did not show surprise on his face, but shook his head calmly and said: "Your Excellency, you are joking, I am a member of the Great Yan Dynasty in Shenwu Continent."

"That's it, I thought that there would be no way for immortals above the Earth Immortal realm to appear in the Shenwu Continent because of the thin spiritual energy!" The old man stroked his beard and laughed.

But Changling was a little puzzled, since there are no real immortals in the Shenwu Continent, how did the old man know about the realm of immortality?

Also, he almost discovered his identity immediately from the very beginning. How much does this old man know about the two worlds of gods and immortals?