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Chapter 927
The Xuanqing Mountains are located on the border of the Qing Kingdom, where the aura is weak, and few immortal cultivators appear here.

Deep in the Xuanqing Mountains, in an endless grassland, a middle-aged Taoist priest with a fair face and a young woman in a yellow skirt stood on a small mound.

The middle-aged Taoist priest is tall and thin, wearing a red Taoist robe, wearing a red lotus flower on his head, and holding a red whisk in his hand, giving people a somewhat fairy-like feeling.

"Mrs. Huang, why haven't the people from Jin Yanzong come yet? They won't stop coming!"

The middle-aged Taoist glanced at the sky and said with a frown.

The young woman in the yellow dress smiled and said, "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Sun, the Jinyan Sect will definitely send people over. If they don't come, the Zijin soil mine will also belong to us."

The middle-aged Taoist nodded. He suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, who is the person I asked you to help find? It's been so many years, and there is no news about him? With his personality and personality, it is easy to find him." of."

"Sun Daoyou, the concubine Huang Fugui you mentioned has also heard about it. The concubine sent many people to look for him, but there is no trace of him. He may not be alive."

The middle-aged Taoist disapproved, shook his head and said: "If you say that monk Yuanying is dead, I will believe it, but if you say that he is dead, I won't believe it. This guy's ability to adapt to the wind is unmatched. He is a little turbulent. Run away It’s faster than anyone else, maybe he’s not in Donghuang! Forget it, forget it if you can’t find him, if you find him, let him set a time and place, and the old man will go find him.”

"Sun Daoyou, you asked Huang Fugui to set the time and place? What ability does he have that deserve you to do this?"

The young woman in the yellow skirt asked curiously.

The middle-aged Taoist snorted softly, and said: "This guy's luck can't be better. Sometimes, luck is also a part of strength. This guy is as timid as a mouse. Let him come to me. He must be afraid that I will set a trap to ambush him." He, no one knows this guy better than me."

The young woman in the yellow skirt nodded, her eyes were full of curiosity, Chihuo Sanren's supernatural powers are not small, Huang Fugui, a bully and timid person like a mouse, unexpectedly got acquainted with Chihuo Sanren. In a word, the world is so big that there are no surprises.

"They are here."

A blue ray of light appeared in the sky and flew towards here quickly. Not long after, the blue ray of light stopped, and when the ray of light converged, a blue flying boat appeared. The four of Wang Changsheng stood inside the blue flying boat. Walk down one after another.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, these two fellow daoists are a bit unfamiliar! Who are they?"

The young woman in the yellow dress looked at Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan, and said with a frown.

"This is Wang Daoyou and Mrs. Wang, I invited them to help."

Shen Feiyan pointed at Wang Changsheng and introduced.

"Stop talking nonsense, one of you will come out to discuss."

Master Chihuo urged.

Wang Ruyan smiled sweetly, took a step forward, and said, "I want to ask Fellow Daoist Sun for advice, and I also ask Fellow Daoist Sun for advice."

Shen Feiyan originally wanted to ask Wang Changsheng to do it, and Wang Ruyan wanted to try a new piece of music, so naturally Wang Changsheng would not refuse, and Shen Feiyan had no objection either.

Chihuo Sanren flipped his right hand, a red light flashed, and a palm-sized red command flag appeared in his hand, with a large number of red runes flashing on the flag.

The red runes were bright, and the red flag soared in size, turning into a crimson flag, with traces of flames emitting from the flag.

He patted the spirit beast bag, and a red light flew out, turning into a huge red giant eagle, which was a mid-level third-tier spirit bird.

Wang Ruyan was not idle either, and released the blue-eyed cold silkworm and the lion-lin beast, took out the golden lotus piano, sat down cross-legged, and began to play.

The red giant eagle let out a clear neighing sound, flapped its wings and rushed over, the lion-lin beast spread its wings, flapped it lightly, soared into the air, and faced the red giant eagle.

Chihuo Sanren was a little surprised when he saw Wang Ruyan release a third-order spirit beast and a third-order spirit insect. The red flag in his hand flickered slightly, and circles of red fire waves swept out, turning into a huge ball. The red fire cloud flew towards Wang Ruyan.

Wang Ruyan turned a blind eye and concentrated on playing. The blue-eyed cold silkworm let out a strange cry, and sprayed out a large white ice cone, hitting the red fire cloud.

Rumble!
The dense white ice cones pierced through the red fire cloud, and a large expanse of red flames and a large expanse of white mist erupted.

The sky suddenly turned red, and a huge cloud of red fire appeared on top of Wang Ruyan's head, and there was a muffled sound.

The red fire cloud rolled violently, and more than a dozen giant fireballs the size of water tanks flew out, smashing towards Wang Ruyan aggressively.

At the same time, Chi Huosan's body was covered with a layer of dazzling red flame, the wind was strong, the red light flashed, and a red tornado more than [-] feet high emerged out of thin air, quickly swept towards Wang Ruyan.

The red tornado is condensed from countless flames, emitting a monstrous heat wave, and the void seems to be about to be ignited.

Spiritual Art Wind Flame Jue.

This was not over yet, Chihuo Sanren shook his fists, and dense red fist shadows flew out, smashing towards Wang Ruyan like a storm.

Wang Ruyan's face was calm, he held a string with two fingers, and let go of his fingers, a rush of piano sound resounded, and a blue sound wave more than a hundred feet long swept out, facing the red tornado.

She flipped her jade hand, and the Qingyuan talisman flew out. Countless cyan spirit patterns lit up on the surface of the Qingyuan talisman. The weeds on the ground grew wildly, reaching a height of more than ten feet, weaving into a huge cyan ball, covering the Live in Wang Ruyan.

Rumble!
More than a dozen giant fireballs hit the cyan ball, and a raging fire was ignited immediately. The fire expanded rapidly, and soon, a large cyan fist shadow flew out, smashing the falling giant fireball to pieces.

The blue sound wave collided with the red tornado, and a powerful air wave erupted, sweeping towards the surroundings. Where the air wave passed, the weeds on the ground were uprooted, the ground was torn apart, and a large amount of soil was swept away. Flying high into the sky, the air wave swept over a huge yellow boulder as tall as a person, and the boulder turned into a large piece of loess.

Chihuo Sanren was slightly taken aback, he didn't expect Wang Ruyan to be so powerful.

He was about to continue casting spells to attack Wang Ruyan, when the sound of the zither became urgent, as if thousands of troops were fighting, blood flowing like a river, his breathing became rapid and his gaze became obsessed.

"No, illusion!"

Chihuo Sanren realized something and wanted to regain consciousness, but he couldn't do it at all, and the scene in front of him became blurred.

He felt a blur in front of his eyes, and suddenly appeared in a blood-colored space, millions of soldiers were fighting, blood flowed into rivers, corpses were strewn all over the ground, and there was a strong smell of blood in the air.

Not only the Chihuo Sanren, but also Shen Feiyan and the young woman in the yellow skirt were affected. The melody and attack did not distinguish between the enemy and the enemy. Wang Changsheng's spiritual consciousness was comparable to that of the Nascent Soul Stage, so the impact was not great.

"Stop it, we've given up, we've given up."

The young woman in the yellow skirt yelled loudly, and sprayed out a yellow shield from her mouth, which instantly swelled up and flew around her erratically, her eyes full of fear.

Wang Ruyan withdrew his hand, the sound of the piano disappeared immediately, and Chihuo Sanren also exited the illusion, his eyes were full of fear.

After Wang Ruyan advanced to the ninth level of alchemy, her strength increased greatly, which is not the same.

Chihuo Sanren took a deep breath, clasped his fists at Wang Ruyan, and said politely: "Mrs. Wang has profound Taoism, and Mr. Sun admires it. I am defeated. Thank you Mrs. Wang for your mercy. I still have something to do, so I will leave first."

After saying this, Chi Huo Sanren jumped onto the back of the giant red eagle, and disappeared into the sky as a ray of red light.

Wang Ruyan smiled sweetly and said nothing.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, that Zijin soil mine belongs to your Jinyan Sect, so please leave."

After saying this, the young woman in the yellow skirt turned into a yellow ray of light and broke through the air, very fast.

"Wang Daoyou, Mrs. Wang, thank you very much. We will share the Zijin soil mine fifty-fifty."

After seeing Wang Ruyan's strength, Shen Feiyan's tone became more friendly, changing from six or four points to five or five points.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan looked at each other and smiled.

They stayed in Qingguo for half a month, giving advice to their juniors, and competing with alchemy cultivators in Qingguo. No one was their opponent.

The reputation of the Wang family in Black Eagle Mountain has risen sharply. Knowing that the Wang family has two monks of the ninth level of alchemy, the forces that have conflicts of interest with the Wang family retreated one after another, not daring to have any grudges with the Wang family.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Qingjun proposed marriage to other immortal cultivating families, so as to expand his power and increase the number of immortal cultivators at the same time.

(End of this chapter)