Ask with the devil [Xiu Xian]

The weird blue flame flickered frantically, and the figure enveloped in it slowly fell from the air, with both feet on the dark red ground, a wave of heat that could burn the soul spread around it as the center.

The disciples of the Immortal Sect stood hundreds of meters away in a circle, staring at Li Yuan vigilantly, their guards raised to the highest level.

In the eerie and silent atmosphere, there is only the sound of flames burning when the wind blows.Some Immortal Sect disciples couldn't bear the psychological pressure, so they took a few steps back unconsciously, with fearful expressions on their faces.

Suddenly, Li Yuan staggered on the spot.

He closed his eyes, stuck the long sword on the ground to maintain his figure, with a painful expression on his face.

The eyes of the Xianzong disciples who were still in fear suddenly changed. After a long time, someone shouted loudly: "Quick, attack him now! This demon cultivator is at the end of his battle!"

All the disciples of the Immortal Sect were moved, and someone tentatively released a few magic spells to explode beside Li Yuan. Seeing that he ignored them, he became more and more sure that he was seriously injured by the divine fire and had no time to take care of them.

All of a sudden, everyone made spells and cast spells, and all kinds of spells attacked Li Yuan one after another.

Feng Yang's expression changed, and he shouted: "Stop!" However, it was too late, those spells were released within a moment, and they were already close to Li Yuan.

Facing the danger close at hand, Li Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, his blood-colored pupils stared at these people coldly, the bewitching pupils were evil like ghosts, but if one looked closely, one could detect the laxity and bewilderment in the depths of his eyes.

He raised his hand, and the strange and ominous strong devilish energy mixed with divine flames was entwined on the devil sword. There was a faint blood flow in it, and the breath was extremely cold. His body center of gravity moved down slightly. Mang swept out!

The pupils of the disciples of the Immortal Sect dilated, and the inescapable sword move enveloped everyone in them, and the incomparably terrifying power surged out like a stormy sea—this is not an attack that a seriously injured person can make!

They regretted so much in their hearts, but they could only helplessly watch the sword light approaching, but there was no second space crack that could save their lives.

Feng Yang cursed secretly in his heart, and no longer deliberately concealed his strength. He burst out with extremely powerful spiritual power, and flew between the disciples of Xianzong and Li Yuan, and forcibly took the sword that the others could not avoid.

The terrifying air wave swept away, sweeping away the surrounding people for tens of miles, and many of them passed out directly.

Feng Yang took a few steps back, wiped off a little blood spilling from his mouth, and calmed down the disordered spiritual power in his body.

In order to catch the blow just now, he was already seriously injured.

But compared to being injured, he cared more about the person in front of him.

Feng Yang looked at Li Yuan with complicated eyes.

He still doesn't want to believe that this man with strong demonic energy and fierce attacks is his senior brother Ji Linchuan.In other words, what he couldn't believe was that there was anyone in this world who could turn Ji Linchuan into what he is today.

In Feng Yang's impression, his senior brother would never change his will due to external interference, so no one in this world can force him to practice magic unless...he wants to.

But how could he be willing!

Feng Yang couldn't understand his doubts. Seeing that there was no one around, he shouted in a deep voice, "Senior Brother Linchuan!"

Li Yuan's body froze, and his slack pupils became slightly sober.

Seeing his reaction, Feng Yang was a little sure, and continued to ask: "You disappeared for six years, what happened during that time?"

Li Yuan didn't answer his question, but murmured: "You called me... Senior Brother Linchuan?"

Feng Yang suddenly felt that something was wrong, so he saw Li Yuan looking at him from the side, and said in an unfamiliar tone: "Who... are you?"

Shock flashed across Feng Yang's face.He couldn't help wondering if his guess was wrong, the person in front of him was not Ji Linchuan, that's why he didn't know who he was.

But in the next second, he dismissed the idea.

He spent so long with Ji Linchuan that he almost watched Ji Linchuan grow up.He started three years later than Ji Linchuan, but he was more than a hundred years older than him. He witnessed Ji Linchuan's growth from adolescence to youth, and from the establishment of foundation all the way to Jindan.

The person in front of him gave him a sense of familiarity, no doubt it was Ji Linchuan.

Then, the only explanation is that Ji Linchuan lost his memory by accident or was forcibly erased by others, thus falling into the evil way... And behind this, someone must be fueling the flames!

Who is it!Feng Yang was furious. This matter must be reported to Master Daoyan Zhenjun as soon as possible.

It's a pity that Zhenjun Daoyan's retreat has completed his Mahayana period, and he is in a stage where nothing can be disturbed. Fortunately, before he came to the secret realm, he observed that the top of Qingxiao Peak was filled with auspicious clouds and filled with immortal energy. Presumably, Zhenjun Daoyan will soon succeed When the time comes, there should be a solution to Ji Linchuan's matter.

But now, can he just watch his brother sink into the devil way?

Feng Yang clenched the sword in his hand, and said in a harsh voice, "Senior Brother Linchuan, can you tell me why you fell into the devil's way?"

"I'm not Ji Linchuan." Li Yuan whispered, a strange look suddenly appeared on his face, and he said sarcastically, "I'm Li Yuan, under Mozun's seat... disciple, not your senior brother."

As he spoke, his expression suddenly changed, and a look of pain and madness flashed in his eyes: "...you go! The farther away from me, the better!"

Feng Yang said: "Brother, tell me what happened to you first!"

The clarity in Li Yuan's eyes was about to be lost. He didn't have the energy to answer Feng Yang's question. Seeing that he was still lingering, he could only use his last wits to stand up with his sword and run away in an unknown direction.

Feng Yang's movements slowed down for only a moment, and he couldn't catch up with him. He looked annoyed and worried, so he couldn't help clenching his fists.

……

On the edge of the uninhabited sea of ​​blood, there are terrifying blood puppets wandering around.

But on an empty flat ground, there was only one person standing still, the faint blue flames burning on his body almost burned everything up, and countless piles of corpses were spread on the ground, the scene was bloody and cruel.

He lowered his head, as if resisting something.

After a long time, the flame on his body finally gradually weakened.He shook for a while, and immediately sat down cross-legged. Countless profound and mysterious runes flowed around his body, disappearing in his body together with the flames.

When Li Yuan opened his eyes, his sanity had recovered.

With a thought in his mind, a faint blue flame appeared on the palm of his hand.

This is the Nether Divine Flame that has been refined.

His mind had almost sunk before, and after staying away from the crowd, he no longer controlled his body, but concentrated all his mind in the inner palace, looking for a solution.

The source of the confusion was undoubtedly the source of the ghost fire that Ye Ziyi had thrown into his body.If it wasn't for the gray-white seed in his body that kept his sanity at the critical moment, and the body of his own magic sword was comparable to a Mahayana monk, he might not have refined the divine fire in the end, but would have been devoured by the divine fire.

Ye Ziyi is a scourge after all.

Li Yuan took a deep breath to calm down the murderous thoughts in his heart.

Now that the refining of the divine fire has been completed, the gray-white seed has been completely consumed, leaving only a strange imprint in his inner mansion, and the effect of clearing the mind and concentrating the mind has disappeared. If he does not want to make a big mess, You still have to control your mind.

Li Yuan closed his palms, and the fire in his hands was extinguished.

He looked into the depths of the secret realm.Will there be something he wants there?