Chapter 2172

Ming Jie looked at the flying stones, dodged them, and asked with a puzzled face, "Fellow Taoist, what do you mean?" Ye Feiran raised his lips and said with half truth and half falsehood, "You two brothers are brave enough to enter the Red Moon Mountains. I must have killed many monsters before. Naturally, I will snatch your identity cards." Hearing this, Ming Jie looked horrified, but actually she felt secretly happy in her heart. Just now she thought Ye Feiran had seen through their identities! At this time, Mingjie didn't think much about why Yunchen and the others ran away. This was also because she took a liking to Ye Feiran at a glance. Ye Feiran is not only beautiful, but also has the best qualifications. Whether it is to seize a body or devour a soul, she is very good. Mingjie's expression was unpredictable, and then he snorted coldly, "Humph, if you have the ability, come and grab it." The next moment, her cultivation level was promoted from the middle stage of Immortal to the peak of Immortal. Ye Feiran didn't care at all. He nimbly avoided Ming Jie's attacks while constantly controlling the flowing flint to hit her. The Black Rose Essence also fights with Styx. At the same time, Wang Zezhi and Puyang Duan also arrived, but they both stood in the dark with a tacit understanding, because they both wanted to see if the gray stone in Ye Feinan's hand could kill a high-level monster. ? The disciples from the high-level monster area also arrived, but were stopped by Wang Zezhi and Puyang Duan. The two disciples looked puzzled, but seeing that the people who stopped them were the First Sword Immortal and the Sword Immortal Sect Master, they had no choice but to stand in the dark and observe the battle. At this sight, the two of them looked at each other with a look of amazement in their eyes. It was not Ye Feiran's appearance that amazed her, but her ability to face high-level monsters with ease. Both of them are at the peak of Immortal Saints, but they are not so comfortable when facing high-level monsters. Suddenly, a "bang" pulled them back from their thoughts. The flowing flint finally hit Mingjie. Although it only hit her left hand, Mingjie was still burned to the point of screaming. "ah……" She immediately ran away, away from Ye Feiran, and then looked at Flowstone in horror. She thought this gray stone was Ye Feiran's weapon, but she didn't expect it to be so hot. The place where her arm was hit had been burned to ashes. Wang Zezhi, Puyang Duan, and two other disciples noticed this scene and looked at the dusty stone in unison. Although they didn't know what kind of stone it was, it was definitely the nemesis of monsters. Suddenly, the two disciples understood why Wang Zezhi and Puyang Duan stopped them from taking action. This girl has the nemesis of monsters, and her ranking must be high, but I don’t know which sect she will choose to join, and will she become their junior sister? At this time, Ming Jie also realized that Ye Feiran had already seen through her identity, so she stopped pretending. She smacked her lips and smiled sinisterly, "Human, your soul must be delicious!" Ye Feiran smiled and said nothing, actually communicating with the little kid through his spiritual consciousness. "Tata, the light of the Cangyu tree should be able to protect my soul from being attacked by high-level monsters, right?" Hearing this, the little boy felt a little embarrassed thinking about his previous answer, "Okay!" Ye Feiran naturally remembered it, but now was not the time to settle accounts with the little brat. Because Mingjie had turned into a black mist and broke into Ye Feiran's sea of ​​consciousness. Seeing this, the two peak Immortal Saint disciples suddenly felt nervous, but seeing the calm expressions on Wang Zezhi and Puyang Duan's faces, they remained motionless. Wang Zezhi and Puyang Duan kept watching the changes in Ye Feiran's expression. Seeing that she was as calm as ever and her eyes were clear, they knew what was going on. If a cultivator's soul is strong enough, he will not be afraid of monsters seizing or devouring his body. The other is the legendary flower of the soul. When a cultivator has the flower of the soul in bloom, all inner demons or evil things will not dare to approach it. Anyone who wants to seize the body or something will only die. It's just that this is a legendary thing, and they haven't found anyone who has the flower of the soul. Because he was facing a high-level monster this time, the light of the Cangyu tree protected Ye Feinran's soul early on. When Ming Jie broke into her sea of ​​consciousness, a ray of light quickly turned into dots and attacked. "ah……" Mingjie was naturally burned, and she was so frightened that she quickly escaped from Ye Feiran's sea of ​​consciousness. What is this thing? It is even scarier than that piece of gray stone! Mingjie felt extremely distressed when she saw that her area had become smaller. She had been carefully practicing in the Red Moon Mountains, and it was not easy for her to grow so big. Mingjie glared at Ye Feiran fiercely and planned to run away. "Did I let you go?" As soon as Ye Feiran's consciousness moved, the Flame Demon Ape and the Lightning Golden Eagle came out, and one person and two beasts surrounded Ming Jie. Wang Zezhi and Puyang Duan already knew that Ye Feiran owned two contract beasts, so their expressions did not change much. The two peak Immortal Saint disciples looked shocked. Good guy! Eighth level divine beast! Level 5 mythical beast! Ming Jie looked at the blazing flames on the Flame Demon Ape, then at the flashes of thunder and lightning on the Lightning Golden Eagle, and then at the gray stone beside Ye Feiran. She did not hesitate to scatter her body into countless particles. . The four people in Wangze frowned in unison, because this is the most difficult place to deal with the monster. Ye Feiran: "..." hateful! Although this is difficult to deal with, she must not let her go, otherwise they will not be able to kill the monsters properly later. "Fire, lightning, use your hands to burn as much as you can." At the same time, she also released the Red Flame Tiger. The red flame tiger's animal fire is not only mutated, but also upgraded due to swallowing the volcanic stone flames, which is even more powerful than the flames of the blazing demon ape. The four people in Wangze said: "!!!" Oh boy, another mythical beast! After being surprised, all four of them had a doubt in their hearts. Under normal circumstances, a cultivator can only contract one magical beast. If the spiritual power has dual attributes, he can contract two magical beasts with attributes corresponding to the spiritual power, and so on. But why can Ye Feiran contract two fire attribute monsters? The four of them couldn't figure it out, but Bei Mingxi, the leader of the Beast Controlling Immortal Sect in front of the water mirror, knew it all. Every cultivator has an affinity for monsters, but the strength of the affinity is different. It is obvious that Ye Feiran has a strong affinity for monsters, which indirectly proves that she has the talent to control beasts. For a moment, Bei Mingxi looked at Ye Feiran with very hot eyes. This disciple and the Beast Controlling Immortal Sect were determined to win! "Roar!" The Red Flame Tiger was very excited, and as soon as it came out, it breathed fire at the surrounding particles. The Flame Demon Ape also breathes fire, while the Lightning Golden Eagle draws thunder and lightning. Ye Feiran naturally took action, controlling the flowing flint to continuously hit those particles. For a moment, many particles burned and eventually turned into ashes. Mingjie scattered her body into countless particles, so she was naturally prepared to lose part of the area. She took the opportunity to escape, but found that there seemed to be something blocking her way.

March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.