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As soon as they fought, Jiang Yumian felt something was wrong. The person in front of him didn't seem to be the one whose left hand was broken by him on the Quxi Bridge before.

Although it was just an intuition, he didn't ignore it, and carefully observed the opponent while fighting.

If it was a fake before, he had already learned Zhan Shuanghan in the battle. He didn't know how the other party did it. He obviously only had a clay figurine body, but he could learn like a real human being.

Not to mention other things, the counterfeit that appeared in the mirror maze right now seems to be a little jerky and stagnant in its moves.

Jiang Yumian's heart sank slightly, and he didn't know how many fakes there were.

The other party is also learning all his actions, just like copying, imitating the past little by little.

Trapped here for days and unable to escape, and surrounded by disturbing crystal mirrors, Jiang Yumian's patience has been worn down a lot. Seeing the person in the mirror like this, he couldn't help but feel irritable, and his attacks became fiercer.

This fake can be described as "new life", even if it has a strong ability to imitate and imitate, it will not be as good as a real person after all.

Jiang Yumian bluffed up to him, and after a few moves with his bare hands, he snatched the long sword from the counterfeit with a feint.

In the next moment, he pierced the fake through the heart, but it obviously did not cause any serious injuries to the clay figurine. He held the sword tightly and went down, directly opening a shocking wound in the abdomen of the fake. Flow into a river.

Jiang Yumian felt an essence of earth energy leaking from the body of the fake, and then the person pierced by the long sword shook a few times before it turned into a puddle of muddy water and slid to the ground.

There was not much earth energy condensed in the clay figurine, and it slowly spread around.

He looked thoughtfully at the muddy water under his feet. The earth's air should be an important part of making clay figurines, but not everywhere the earth's air condenses.

However, when he was looking for the Pohun Sword before, he sensed the condensation of earth energy around him. This should be the place where Wu Qin and the others made clay figurines.

The opponent caught him here and never killed him, not even caring that he had recovered his power and aura.

Jiang Yumian probably guessed what those people wanted to do, it was nothing more than using him as a trial stone for a fake, imitating and learning everything about him, so as to replace it.

No matter how bad the Snow Mountain Sect is, it is also one of the three major sects in the Northern Territory. In recent years, it has also faintly taken the lead, and it can be said that its status is detached.

As the elder of the Xueshan faction, he also has some real power in his hands. He just doesn't take care of it, and Jun Tianmo will take care of it. If he is really replaced, I am afraid that the Xueshan faction will become a chess piece in the opponent's hands, and the consequences will be disastrous.

Realizing this, Jiang Yumian frowned, but he hadn't found a way out yet, no matter how anxious he was, he couldn't leave.

He looked at the long sword in his hand, it was exactly the same shape as the Pohun Sword, but when he held it in his hand, he knew that it was made of ordinary iron, and it was not even comparable to the Pohun Sword.

But now he doesn't have a weapon. After weighing the weight, he feels that it is still in his hand and decides to stay, thinking that it is better than nothing.

Before he could check the muddy water on the ground, another fake came from a corner.

Jiang Yumian looked at each other, sure enough.

They killed one and then another, it seems that there are quite a few of them, and they are determined to use him to practice and replace him later.

At the moment before the battle, Jiang Yumian thought that if he really couldn't escape and chose to commit suicide by spirit, even if the other party had a dummy like him, but there was no spirit in it, wouldn't it be easy to see through it.

But since he could think of this, how could the man wearing the silver mask not have thought that the other party must have a backhand.

Crater.

The raging fire beasts that were originally entrenched hundreds of miles away chased and killed Pei Ming all the way to this place. There are wild beasts and fierce beasts everywhere in the secret realm. In order to avoid conflicts, they usually move around in their own territory, and there are rarely such big movements. Into the territory of other birds and beasts.

The blood iron was robbed, and the Fiery Beast was extremely angry. It had obtained the blood iron for a long time, and it had already regarded it as its own.

Pei Ming ran all the way up the mountain. Half a quarter of an hour ago, he used the messenger talisman to ask Jun Tianmo for help. He couldn't forge a sword by himself while dealing with the Blazing Beast and other monks.

This life is different from the previous life, he can seek the protection of the Snow Mountain Sect, and he doesn't need to bring blood and iron to find a safe place outside before stopping.

He didn't tell anyone about the robbing of the blood iron. Firstly, it was about the secrets of his past life, and secondly, everyone in the Snow Mountain Sect was looking for Jiang Yumian's whereabouts. They probably wouldn't understand his move to rob the blood iron at this time.

In order to avoid trouble and waste time, he didn't even tell Jun Tianmo.

The fiery beast chased after him closely, leaving him no time to catch his breath. As soon as he reached the crater, he fought with the fiery beast again.

His cassock was scorched black, and his hair was scorched a lot and turned yellow.

Another sea of ​​fire burned towards him, and it was even more beneficial for the Fire Beast when he reached the crater. It had the ability to draw out the sea of ​​lava and fire inside. Now that it was here, there was nothing to hide.

Lava fell from the sky like rain, with a scorching hot breath, the flames were burning and roaring, and the flames swept down all the trees like a long dragon, reflecting the mountains and the mountains like a sea of ​​​​fire and hell.

If it hadn't been for taking the Qixi Pill and greatly increasing his strength, Pei Ming would have almost been burned to death in the fire.

Even people with a good temper can't help becoming irritable, not to mention Pei Ming's inherently bad personality, it's just that he usually pretends to be good.

Under the raging fire, the Golden Rainbow Sword became boiling hot. If it hadn't been protected by his spiritual energy, it would have melted into molten iron at such a high temperature.

After the giant beast roared, even the foam from its nose was red afterflame.

Pei Ming stuffed the jade pendant around his waist into the Qiankun bag to prevent Pei Ming from being affected by the flames, it is much better to endure the darkness in the Qiankun bag than to be burned by fire.

Seeing that he was not dead, the Blazing Beast rushed towards him stepping on the flames. In the sea of ​​flames, the Blazing Beast was like a fish in water, and its previously low momentum became stronger.

Pei Ming was aroused by it, and his eyeballs seemed to be burnt red when he was in the fire, so he raised his sword and killed him.

He is not a fire cultivator, and he was restrained in the flames. Fortunately, he is not weak, at least he will not die in the flames.

Naturally, he couldn't think of anything because he was red-eyed, and only knew about attacking blindly.

The rather eye-catching height among the monks is difficult to stand out in front of the blazing beast, but Pei Ming's momentum is not inferior to the opponent.

He dodged the blow from the fire beast's tail, rolled over to the side, and was about to attack again, when he suddenly felt a chill, looked down, and saw a Xuanyin jade pendant floating out of the Qiankun bag.

This kind of small things were scattered in the Qiankun bag, and he didn't expect it when he was in a hurry, but Pei Ming turned it out.

As soon as the Xuanyin jade pendant appeared, the intense feeling of being burned was somewhat offset, which made Pei Ming feel a little bit cooler, and he felt more or less comfortable.

The sea of ​​fire spread on the mountain, almost burning most of the mountain, and countless birds and beasts fled from the forest.

The sea of ​​fire created by the fire beast is different from ordinary fire. Even monks have to weigh it to see if they can withstand the fire. Therefore, many people did not approach the crater after the fire spread, but only waited and watched from a distance. bide your time.

When Pei Ming and Raging Fire Beast were fighting each other, Jun Tianmo hurried over.

He was using the horoscope to deduce Jiang Yumian's whereabouts from the outside world, but unfortunately, the horoscope was blocked by an unknown force for several days, and he couldn't get an accurate result.

"Master."

No matter how cold Pei Ming was when he saw Jun Tianmo rushing into the sea of ​​flames, having someone he knew to help him when he was isolated and helpless was enough to make him feel inexplicably grateful.

He actually knew that Jun Tianmo did this only for Jiang Yumian's face, but the sea of ​​fire was dangerous, and how many people would dare to barge in like this at will.

"What are you doing with this red-haired bastard?" Jun Tianmo and Raging Fire Beast asked at the same time, his face full of puzzlement, but he didn't blame Pei Ming for messing around.

As soon as these words came out, Pei Ming thought of Jiang Yumian, and the same was true of Master, who never blamed him.

He used to think that Jiang and Mian had a good temper, but now it seems that it was something they both had in common, perhaps it was taught by his long-dead Sword Master.

In the space of breathing, Pei Ming was lost in thought for a while.

"Uncle, I got the blood iron from the sky, and I want to forge a sword here, so I ask my uncle to help me guard the gate." He said, he raised his sword and Jun Tianmo flanked back and forth, attacking the fire beast.

Before Jun Tianmo frowned and asked, he said again: "This is the only way to save Master."

He spoke so firmly that Jun Tian was taken aback, but he was even more confused, can forging a sword save people?

Thinking of Pei Ming's respect and admiration for Jiang Yumian on weekdays, he knew that Pei Ming also wanted to find Jiang Yumian, so he thought about it several times in his heart.

In the end, based on the idea that trusting the junior should trust the apprentice of the junior, he gritted his teeth and nodded, and said, "Okay, I will guard the gate for you and stop others."

When Jun Tianmo came over, he found a lot of people gathered nearby, and he heard that Pei Ming had obtained the blood iron from Tianwai, but he didn't know that they all came to snatch the blood iron, so the situation was tense.

It was easier for the two to fight together than before. During the ten days and a half months, the other monks had worn down a lot of spirit and strength of the Fiery Beast, and it soon showed its flaws under the pincer attack.

Pei Ming originally wanted to kill them all, but the Blazing Beast saw that the situation was wrong and sensed the danger, so it rushed out despite being injured.

It was just a waste of time to catch up. He didn't want to fight, and stood with his sword at the crater to look inside.

Jun Tianmo also didn't go after it. Without the Fiery Beast, the fire on the mountain gradually diminished after burning most of the mountain.

Pei Ming turned his head to look at Jun Tianmo, before he could say anything, he was patted on the shoulder, Jun Tianmo said: "Do it, I'll stay nearby."

"Thank you, Uncle." After finishing speaking, Pei Ming jumped into the crater without hesitation.

The scorching hot breath rushed towards his face. Fortunately, he was burned by the fire beast many times before, and he was somewhat used to such high temperature.

Pei Ming landed on a protruding rock, still a short distance away from the lava flame.