Chapter 912： fame

The Xuanqing Mountains are located on the border of the Qing Kingdom. The spiritual energy here is weak, and few immortal practitioners 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 dress 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 immortal feeling.

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

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

The young woman in the yellow skirt smiled and said, "Don't worry, Daoyou Sun, Jin Yanzong 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, where is the person I asked you to help find! It's been so many years, and there's no news about him? With his character and personality, it's easy to find him. of."

"Young Daoist Sun, you have also heard about Huang Fugui's concubine body. The concubine body sent a lot of people to find him, but there is no whereabouts of him. He may not be alive anymore."

The middle-aged Taoist priest disapproved, shook his head and said, "If you say that the Yuanying cultivator is dead, the old man believes it. If you say that he is dead, the old man will not believe it. This guy's ability to see the wind is unparalleled. It's faster than anyone else, maybe he's not in Donghuang! Forget it, if you can't find him, let him set a time and place, and the old man will find him."

"Fellow Daoist Sun, you asked Huang Fugui to set the time and place? What ability does he have for 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 couldn't be better. Sometimes, luck is also a part of strength. This guy is as timid as a mouse. If he asks him to come to me, he must be afraid that I will set a trap and ambush. No one knows this guy better than me."

The young woman in the yellow skirt nodded, her eyes were full of curiosity, the Chihuo Sanren's supernatural powers are not small, Huang Fugui, who bullies the soft, fears the hard, and is as timid as a mouse, can actually get acquainted with the Chihuo Sanren. In other words, the world is so big that there are no wonders.

"They are here."

A blue escaping light appeared in the sky and flew towards it quickly. It didn’t take long for the blue escaping light to stop. The escaping light converged, and a blue flying boat appeared. The four Wang Changsheng stood in the blue flying boat. Go down one after another.

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

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

"This is Daoyou Wang and Madam Wang. I invited you to help."

Shen Feiyan pointed at Wang Changsheng and introduced.

"Stop talking nonsense, who of you will come out and learn from each other."

Master Chihuo urged.

Wang Ruyan smiled sweetly, took a step forward, and said, "My concubine wants to ask Daoyou Sun for some advice, and also ask Daoyou Sun to enlighten me."

Shen Feiyan originally wanted to ask Wang Changsheng to take action, but Wang Ruyan wanted to try a new piece of music. Naturally, Wang Changsheng would not refuse, and Shen Feiyan had no objection.

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

The red rune was bright, and the red color made the flag soar, turning into a crimson flag, and there were traces of flames on the flag.

He slapped the spirit beast bag, and a red light flew out, transforming into a huge red giant eagle, which was a third-rank middle-grade spirit bird.

Wang Ruyan was not idle either, released the blue-eyed cold silkworm and lion-lin beast, took out the golden lotus qin, sat down cross-legged, and started playing.

The red giant eagle made a clear neigh, flapping its wings and swooped over. The lion-linn beast spread its wings, patted it lightly, and rose into the air to meet the red giant eagle.

Chihuo Sanren was a little surprised when Wang Ruyan released a third-order spirit beast and a third-order spirit insect. The red flag in his hand swayed lightly, and circles of red fire waves swept out, turning into a huge ball of fire. Scarlet fire clouds flew towards Wang Ruyan.

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

Boom!

The dense white ice picks pierced through the red fire cloud, and a large red flame and a large white mist erupted.

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

The scarlet fire clouds violently rolled and rolled, and a dozen giant fireballs the size of water tanks flew out and smashed into Wang Ruyan aggressively.

At the same time, the surface of Chihuo San's body was covered with a layer of dazzling red fire, the wind was blowing, the red light flashed, and a red tornado with a height of more than 30 feet appeared out of nowhere, and quickly swept away towards Wang Ruyan.

The red tornado was condensed by countless flames, emitting a monstrous heat wave, and the void seemed to be about to be ignited.

Spiritual Art of Wind.

This wasn't the end, the Red Fire Loose Human's fists swayed, and the dense red shadows flew out, smashing into Wang Ruyan like a storm.

Wang Ruyan's face was calm, he pulled a string with two fingers, released his fingers, and a rapid sound of the piano sounded, and a blue sound wave more than 100 meters long swept out, facing the red tornado.

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

Boom!

A dozen giant fireballs smashed on the cyan ball, and a raging fire suddenly ignited, and the fire expanded rapidly. Soon, a large cyan fist flew out, smashing the falling giant fireball into pieces.

The blue sound wave collided with the red tornado, and a powerful air wave erupted, sweeping towards the surroundings. Wherever 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 waves swept over a yellow boulder as tall as a person, and the boulder turned into a large area of ​​loess.

Chihuo Sanren was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Wang Ruyan's strength to be so strong.

He was about to continue to cast spells to attack Wang Ruyan, when the sound of the piano became rapid, as if thousands of troops were fighting, blood flowed into rivers, his breathing became rapid, and his eyes became obsessed.

"No, illusion!"

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

He felt a flower in front of him, and suddenly appeared in a blood-colored space. Millions of soldiers were slaughtering.

Not only the Chihuo Sanren, but also Shen Feiyan and the young woman in yellow skirt were affected. The rhythm attack does not distinguish between the enemy and the enemy, and Wang Changsheng's consciousness is comparable to that of the Yuanying period, so it has little impact.

"Hurry up, we admit defeat, we admit defeat."

The young woman in the yellow dress hurriedly shouted, and opened her mouth to spew out a yellow shield, which instantly grew in size, and flew around her uncertainly with a look of fear in her eyes.

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

After Wang Ruyan entered the ninth floor of Jiedan, his strength increased greatly, which cannot be said in the same way.

Chihuo Sanren took a deep breath, clenched his fists at Wang Ruyan, and said politely, "Mrs. Wang is highly skilled, Sun admires her, and this old man is defeated. Many thanks to Mrs. Wang for being merciful. I have something to do, so I will leave first."

After saying this, the Scarlet Fire Loose Man jumped on the back of the crimson giant eagle and disappeared into the sky as a red light.

Wang Ruyan smiled sweetly and said nothing.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, that purple gold soil mine belongs to your Jinyan Sect. Farewell."

After the young woman in the yellow skirt said this, she turned into a yellow light and flew away at a very fast speed.

"Daoyou Wang, Madam Wang, thank you very much, we will give you five or five points for that purple gold soil mine."

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

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

They stayed in the Qing Kingdom for half a month, instructing the younger generation, and sparring with the Qing Kingdom cultivators, no one was their opponent.

The reputation of the Wang family in Heiying Mountain has soared. When they learned that the Wang family has two ninth-level cultivators, the forces that had disputes with the Wang family gave in one after another, and did not dare to have a grudge with the Wang family.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Qingjun asked other immortal cultivators for marriage, so as to expand his power and increase the number of immortal cultivators.